Chapter 177: Absolute Strength

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www.xSHUOTXT.Com white-robed young man slowly floated down on the stone pier, he carefully reached out and stretched out his fingers to massage Ji Wuwu and Qingfeng Jushi. Above his fingertips, a yellow-green light flowed non-stop.

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound spread around the altar, and four mouthfuls of black blood came out of the mouth of the Qingfeng Monk in a row. The smell of black blood is incomparable, and it makes people smell yù sick.

At the moment when the Qingfeng Monk spit out four mouthfuls of black blood, the white-robed young man raised his hand and pointed out a series of fingers at the Qingfeng Monk, which was simply dazzling.

A moment later, the Qingfeng monk collapsed on top of the stone pier again, as if he had not changed at all. He was still unconscious, but the black aura on his face had subsided.

The white-robed young man's gaze swept to the side and shot again, and the same fingers swept through Ji's invisible body like the wind, and the yellow-green qi continued to enter Ji's invisible body. The corners of Ji's invisible mouth also overflowed with a few wisps of black blood, and her face also improved a little.

For a moment, the white-robed young man couldn't help frowning, and quickly touched his waist as if it was a little difficult.

A blue sè porcelain bottle flew out with a spit of turn, and a drop of clear liquid floated out.

I saw the white-robed young man point out with his right hand, and a yellow-green light came out of his fingers, wrapping the transparent droplets. The light quickly sank into Ji's invisible body after a turn, and the blue porcelain vase floated back to his waist alone.

Ji's invisible body also began to react after the light submerged, and the dead ash aura began to slowly recede. However, it was only a slight decrease, and he didn't wake up like the Breeze Layman.

Seeing this, the white-robed young man couldn't help but tighten his face, and he hurriedly stretched out his white tender fingers and put them on Ji's invisible pulse to carefully probe, ignoring the surprised and amazed gazes around him.

Gradually, the solemnity on the white-robed young man's face became more and more intense, and a faint anger quietly appeared. He looked around angrily, and all he saw was chaos, and his mind couldn't help but change.

Gradually, the slightly revealing anger of the white-robed young man disappeared, replaced by an incomparably cold handsome.

The seven light clusters that surrounded the white-robed young man collapsed one after another, revealing their true colors. As one might expect, it was the seven things that had disappeared for a long time.

At this time, the seven treasures seemed to have been moistened by something, and the surface was extremely bright. Even the worn-out longsword of the Celestial Ion was completely new, and there was not a trace of mutilation and damage.

The fiery red in the sky finally got rid of the barrier of the black shadow, and the warm sunlight sprinkled the earth to its heart's content, and the heaven and earth that had been immersed in darkness for a long time were re-dyed vermilion, full of vitality.

However, in this originally secluded valley, a shocking battle is quietly brewing.

The white-robed young man jumped off the altar, and there was no trace of joy on his handsome face. He strolled towards Mei Lingxuan, there seemed to be a flash of tenderness in his eyes, and he didn't look at the five people around Mei Lingxuan as if they were nothing.

"Yu'er, is that you, I'm my aunt!" Mei Lingxuan was so excited that her voice trembled a little, and she forgot for a moment that she was in danger.

At this time, the five black-clothed masked men who were besieging but not attacking made a move, and two swords and three swords beckoned to Mei Lingxuan at this moment, cutting or stabbing mercilessly.

Mei Lingxuan woke up in an instant, how fierce this offensive posture was. The martial arts of the five people are already good, all of them are above the eleventh turn of martial arts, and after joining forces, they are even more magnificent, where they can be avoided with a light yì.

The white-robed young man's face was cold, and the seven treasures surrounding him flashed as if they were sensing.

Then, the phantom shadows of his hands protruded, and the yellow and green halos instantly sheach into the rosary and the emerald long sword around him.

A long string of prayer beads rose into the sky, and with the sudden turn of the prayer beads, the yellow light burst out, followed by the sound of the impact of the sa and the sound of the Buddha that seemed to be nothing.

When the sound of the rosary came, the owner of the two swords and three swords that struck Mei Lingxuan was strangely stunned, but several masked black-clothed people still didn't seem to know about it.

After the emerald green sword inhaled the green light, a surprisingly dazzling green light came out, and the long sword itself unscrupulously emitted a fierce sword roar, and rushed straight towards Mei Lingxuan with lightning speed, and even could only see the green light fleeting.

After popping up the two sè halos, the white-robed young man also flashed with yellow, green and purple sè brilliance, and his figure disappeared in front of people's eyes strangely, even the martial arts master Qian Lingzi and the Confucian Monarch who defy the sky did not see how the young man disappeared. They looked around strangely, trying to find the slightly thin figure of the white-robed youth.

Suddenly, Mei Lingxuan's side also flashed with yellow, green and purple, as if a figure flashed, and Mei Lingxuan disappeared from people's sight.

The five sharp weapons all failed, and this qiē only happened in the blink of an eye.

However, what the five of them never expected was that one person and one sword were faster than them, and this kind of speed could not be covered by a little bit.

Then, a green glow appeared in the place where Mei Lingxuan was originally standing, and the green glow phantom flashed wildly. In that green glow, there was a sound of shattered sword roar, which was enough to make people's hearts and guts split.

From the green rays, the five green shadows split apart, and slammed towards the five people with the momentum of sweeping all things. Suddenly, an inexplicable force pressed down, and the five black-clothed men raised their weapons one after another to block in front of them.

Five green shadows struck two swords and three swords respectively. In the face of the sword blocking the green shadow, it was strangely surrounded, and the sharp castration did not change at all, and the size of the green shadow did not decrease at all.

Five green shadows bypassed the sword-holding hands of the five people, and as the five blood rays spewed out, the five arms slipped down in the next moment. For a while, the bloody aura around the five people was permeated, and in the blink of an eye, the bloody ground was in a mess.

The arms left their bodies, but the five of them didn't seem to notice, just blindly looking back and forth for the disappeared figure.

Beside the stone pier, the yellow, green and purple lights and shadows flashed, and two figures flashed out. The white-robed young man stood on the spot with Mei Lingxuan in his arms, without the slightest emotion on that handsome face, and his incomparably cold charm made people dare not pay attention.

Qian Lingzi, who slid to the bottom of the cliff with difficulty, looked unwilling. His hands were already bloody and fleshy, and his eyebrows were full of fatigue, as if he had experienced a thrilling ordeal.

However, at this time, he could no longer take care of these, and this white-robed young man who came out of the mist-masked cave was the one who entered the cave ten years ago. According to the apprentice who sneaked into the valley at that time, this child was at most a half-dead child at that time, but the martial arts displayed at this time were so incredible, which made him even more annoyed that he could not enter the dark cave.

At this time, what Qian Lingzi was most worried about was the white-robed young man's unhesitating counterattack. He himself was openly hostile to the Misty Valley, and how it ended became the key to whether he could be safe.

The white-robed young man carefully let go of Mei Lingxuan and took two steps back. In the blink of an eye, he turned around and looked coldly at the other five black-clad masked people and another cluster of more than a dozen strangers.

"Auntie, Jean for you. The white-robed young man's words were so plain that he could hardly hear the slightest joy, anger and sorrow. I saw him move towards the void with one hand, and the Jiaowei guqin landed smoothly on the square qin table in the altar.

Immediately after, the white-robed young man stretched out his hand and swung a few times in the void in front of him, and the emerald long sword roared softly, and the phantom reappeared after a dripping turn in place. Although it does not have the original sword roar, the inexplicable momentum has not diminished at all.

At the same time, a long string of Buddhist beads in mid-air slowly floated down. The strange crashing sound and the sound of the Buddha also passed away, but no one doubted the magical power of the Buddha beads.

Mei Lingxuan looked at the white-robed young man carefully, and her heart was mixed.

Looking back, the past ten years have been so long, the road that the valley has traveled has been so bumpy, and every time she is upset, she thinks of this child who brings her endless expectations.

When the white-robed young man finished this qiē, Mei Lingxuan nodded slightly without saying much, turned around and walked towards the guqin. She knew that several of her brothers needed help from her own piano sounds.

The masked young man near the stone pier hurriedly raised his blood-red sword on guard, and he didn't dare to have any carelessness. He even thought that he had become the next target of the white-robed youth. As soon as he thought that he had just raised his sword to attack the unconscious Qingfeng Monk and Ji Wuwu, he felt a little scared in his heart.