Chapter Seventy-Eight: Crisis

The silver-armored fish that had just devoured the food and was enjoying it with its eyes closed was immediately split from its abdomen by Haozhuang's sword.

His form emerged from the hole and flew into mid-air. Looking at the silver-armored fish that was writhing frantically in the waterhole after his body was injured, Haozhuang's face was slightly relieved.

"I didn't expect to encounter a strange beast in the True Martial Realm at the beginning, this Sword Sect Secret Realm, it doesn't seem to be as calm as it seems.

At this moment, the white bird on Zhao Yun's shoulder, who had never moved, suddenly let out a long sigh.

Zhao Yun immediately frowned, the flying sword under his feet flashed, his body disappeared in place in an instant, and a fiery red bird passed like a long rainbow from where he was just now.

"What kind of bird is this?" As soon as his words fell, the three-legged white bird on his shoulder immediately flew out from Haozhuang's shoulder, and disappeared in place as a white light.

"Chang" Haozhuang immediately stretched out his hand, but found that the two rays of light, one red and one white, had disappeared in mid-air. "Hey, be careful!"

He muttered to himself, looking at the silver-armored fish floating above the water, he let out a long breath, and then he drove the flying sword towards the purple divine soldier above the water.

As soon as his feet landed on the island, he reached out and held the purple divine soldier in his hand, looking at the word 'Purple Frost' engraved on the blade of the sword, a trace of flushing appeared on his face.

"What a good sword. He muttered to himself.

But at this moment, the island under his feet suddenly shook violently.

A huge dragon head emerged from the bottom of the water, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a huge roar, like a child awakened from a long sleep, and he was furious.

"Damn boy, you dare to disturb the sleep of the great Xuanwu, I want to eat you"

That Xuanwu didn't know how many years it had survived, and it was not only powerful, but also eloquent.

"Xuanwu? As if he had thought of something, Hao Zhuang hurriedly harnessed the flying sword and fled towards the sky. The island that was standing just now suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

Seeing that the flowers and plants on the island were all turned into ashes in that brilliance, Haozhuang secretly rejoiced, "It's so dangerous!"

What the hell is going on with this Sword Sect? In the secret realm, how can there be such an old monster that has survived for at least tens of thousands of years?

He looked at Xuanwu in the waterhole with some concern, only to see him raise his head and spit out a water-blue ice ball in his mouth and spray it towards him.

"This Xuanwu?" Haozhuang frowned, and dodged Xuanwu's blow with the flying sword, and when he went to look at him again, he found that his body had not moved at all, and even his limbs did not seem to come out.

Xuanwu's head was like a machine gun shooting at Haozhuang's powerful water-blue ice ball, how could Haozhuang's cultivation be so clever? How could he be hit by those ice balls that even the masters of the Soul Melting Realm could avoid.

"Is this really a Xuanwu Divine Beast?" a hint of suspicion appeared on Haozhuang's face.

But he didn't want his voice to be heard by Xuanwu even though it was small. "Ah, you are not allowed to insult the great Lord Xuanwu. ”

Xuanwu immediately let out an angry roar, and his body came up again, but Haozhuang suddenly heard the sound of a jingle of the chain being straightened.

"This Xuanwu is imprisoned in a waterhole?"

Haozhuang's heart was inexplicably relieved, and then there was a trace of doubt in his heart. 'Who the hell is able to imprison such a powerful Xuanwu here?'

He thought about it in his heart, but he didn't hesitate to fly away with the flying sword.

Xuanwu watched him fly away, and immediately rushed to pull the iron chain 'boom', but he could no longer move an inch beyond the pool.

There was a trace of human sadness on his dragon's head, and seeing that Haozhuang was about to disappear from his field of vision, he immediately raised his head to the sky and let out a roar: "Human, you come back for me." I'm not going to hit you anymore!"

Haozhuang was slightly stunned, could there be something wrong with this Xuanwu, right? His figure flew out into the distance without hesitation, and at the same time integrated the Purple Frost Sword in his hand into the sea of consciousness in his body.

A moment later, the sword spirit had been refined by him, and at the same time, it fused with a sword soul in his sea of consciousness, and then turned into a purple light and escaped into the sea of vast qi in his chest.

Seeing Haozhuang disappear into the sky without hesitation, Xuanwu's head trembled inexplicably, and after stiffening for a moment, two streams of water suddenly flowed out of his eyes: "Deity, I want to talk to someone." Ahh

Haozhuang naturally couldn't hear his heart, he quickly found an emerald green divine soldier according to his feelings, his eyes showed a hint of joy, and when he was about to go forward to collect it, he remembered the previous attack.

When he summoned a black and white long sword and was about to lay a sword qi shield around him for defense, a green shadow rushed straight over.

A sword immediately appeared in Haozhuang's hand, and after the sword flashed, it instantly knocked a small emerald green snake away.

"Sure enough, it seems that every sword has the appearance of a guardian beast, and I don't know what happened to them with the hammer!" Haozhuang thought so in his heart, but the sword in his hand turned into a silver-white lightning bolt and slashed towards the emerald green long snake.

But at this moment, a purple phantom suddenly came from behind him.

"Not good. A broad-bladed giant sword appeared behind Haozhuang, and the purple phantom pounced, and immediately hit the sword body, and even Haozhuang's body was knocked away.

"This beast is not just one?" Haozhuang's heart moved inexplicably. When I looked for the purple phantom again, I couldn't see it at all, it seemed to be one with the environment.

Haozhuang's heart was secretly vigilant, but he saw the emerald green snake spitting snake hyacinth and pounced on him again.

Haozhuang's heart was inexplicable, as if something bad had happened, "No, this is not a real killer move." ”

He immediately stomped on the ground with his foot, and the whole person flew straight towards the woods, only to see a long vine suddenly stab out of the ground where he was standing, stabbing towards his body like a sharp sword.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?How can the secret realm of the Sword Sect be like this?" Those swords were like traps, originally there should have been only one guardian beast, but now there are countless waiting for an opportunity.

Experienced humans have become prey.

There was an inexplicable tension in his heart, but he suddenly heard a long cry of pain.

He hurriedly harnessed the flying sword and dared to go to the place where the sound originated, but at the same time, he couldn't help but secretly shout in his heart: "Chang Li, you don't want to have anything!" (To be continued.) )