Chapter Twenty-Six: The Faceless King Fights the Heroes
Leaving the Dream Sect, eating the Soul Cliff.
Wearing a plain robe, he gently wiped the long sword in his hand. The sword hides the edge, the sheath is ashamed, don't dare to drink blood, and take your life endlessly.
The man slowly raised his head, his eyes were hazy at the end, and a figure suddenly appeared, knelt on one knee, looked at the man with a faint fear in his eyes, and hurriedly bowed his head to report: "Sect Master, the place of trials of the Blue Scar Sect, the evil world! The five major sect masters gather, this is a good opportunity for my sect!"
The man held a piece of silk cloth, gently wiped it from the shy sword body to the tip of the sword, and suddenly, he let out a soft cry, and the silk cloth in his hand fell to the ground, as if it had been broken, and it was dyed a little red.
A drop of blood poured out of the man's index finger, his eyes fell fixedly on the blade of the sword, put the index finger in his mouth, and gently sucked it.
"You see, it's not sharp. ”
The man's words were soft, like a spring breeze and rain, and the willow leaves were blowing on his face, but the man pressed his head even lower, and he didn't dare to take a breath of air.
The shy sword is not stained with blood, and the shiny sword body seems to have a layer of powder, printed on the man's feminine and handsome face, shining.
The wind and smoke of the Soul Cliff were cold, like death, and the gloomy sky kept echoing his whispers.
Leaving the Dream Sect Leader, Chen Qiaoyu'an!
The man knelt like this, and after a long time, Chen Qiaoyu'an slowly spit out a word: "Get out." ”
"Yes!" The man was suddenly covered in sweat as if he had been pardoned, and hurriedly left without looking back.
Chen Qiaoyu'an's face was expressionless, and the blood in his fingertips had already coagulated, as if he had never been injured. He put away his sword and muttered, "I really don't understand the rules...... It's a good time? I, Chen Qiaoyu'an, do I need an ant to teach me what to do!"
He thought as he chuckled softly, and then laughed out loud, as if he remembered something unusually ridiculous. After a long time, he restrained his smile, and his eyes were evil: "Blue Mark Sect...... It's really time to go! What should I do, it seems that the harmful seat is following the orders of an ant. ”
He left a sneer, and the figure gradually became illusory, slowly dissipating, it turned out that this was just an afterimage of him.
Under the Soul Cliff, a disciple was dripping with cold sweat, his face was pale, and he kept wiping away the sweat, but the sweat couldn't stop falling.
He knew that the Sect Master didn't want to kill him, and he knew that if he stayed for a second, he would stay there forever......
In the land of trials, Faceless was forced back by Lan Qiandu, and seemed to be looking at the red blood spirit bead with some fear.
The Northern Stygian Kun took the opportunity to get out, but instead moved away from Lan Qiandui, and the three of them were in a triangle.
Seeing this, Lan Qianwei couldn't help laughing, and even laughed hilariously, turned her head and asked the blue-eyed spirit dog beside her, "Ah Feng, do you think they're ridiculous?"
The blue-eyed spirit dog snorted and chirped twice, stuck out his tongue and whined a few times, as if in response, his eyes slanted towards the Northern Stygian Kun, revealing a touch of disdain.
"Oh, in vain I went to the trouble to come to help, is this how you snubbed your benefactor? Look at your eyes, I didn't rob your wife!" he raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips raised, and his eyes looked at the North Stygian Kun with a flirtatious look.
The Northern Stygian Kun's eyes were a little complicated, and he looked up at the sky, a huge crack looked a little hideous, and he could even see the sky outside.
He glanced at Lan Qiandui, and his tone was calm: "Brother Lan hasn't walked on the rivers and lakes for more than a hundred years, and as soon as he appeared, he trespassed on my Blue Mark Sect, I'm afraid it's not in accordance with the rules, right?"
Lan Qiandu's eyes widened, as if she was extremely surprised, and she smiled and asked, "Rules? That's your rules, what do they have to do with me!"
At this time, Faceless suddenly moved, only to see his figure shake, as if he hadn't moved at all, but Lan Qiandu stepped back lightly, and half an inch in front of him swept a palm!
Even through a layer of clothing, the skin is like a fire. But he still smiled lightly, held the red blood spirit bead in his hand, and said provocatively: "It seems that you like this bead very much!"
The faceless hoarse voice came again: "I am the Faceless King......!" But ants!"
Lan Qiandui raised her eyebrows, as if she had lost her patience and no longer talked nonsense with her, she suddenly raised her head to the sky and roared, and the sound waves rippled layer by layer, just like substance!
Leng Xiao suddenly turned around, and another monk behind him exploded!
Yang Yue covered her ears, her eardrums were oozing blood, and the monks who had not yet woken up not far away exploded a few again!
Leng Xiao suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if he was about to burst, but it was instantly soothed, and his whole body was relaxed, he suddenly came back to his senses and took out a ring from his arms, which exuded a misty light and refreshed people's hearts.
Lu Li Qingguangkou!
Originally, I was afraid that others would recognize this as a five-grade spirit treasure and cause unnecessary trouble, so I kept Lu Li Qingguangkou in my arms, how could I care so much at this moment!
"I'm fine. Yang Yue gently slapped Leng Xiao's hand away and looked at the sky.
The three figures in the sky had already fought together, and they didn't know how many peaks had been shattered!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leng Xiao and Yang Yue hurriedly woke up others, the method was very simple, just slap it with all their strength, Leng Xiao couldn't lick the yin in their eyes with the tip of his tongue, it was a big deal to let them suffer some injuries.
Even if the foundation building cultivators were defenseless at the moment, Leng Xiao could easily obtain their starlight, and even easily kill them, they were no different from mortals now.
However, he didn't do it, if he really did, not to mention the evil, maybe the Northern Stygian Kun would be the first to destroy him. There is also a second point, if he wants to kill innocents indiscriminately, he really can't do it, but he should have a clear conscience!
After eating Leng Xiao's palm, many people were vigilant, and hurriedly retreated a distance before holding their fists at him slightly.
Yang Yue moved extremely fast, and he was not slow at all, and even collected a lot of Starlight along the way, some people crushed the bracelet but didn't get out, and Starlight was left in place.
As the highest peak of the trial land, most people have fled to this mountain, but they have seen a lot of people who can be named, Qiu Yansheng, Zhang Cuihua, Nangong Junwan, Hong Xuan, all of them are monks who build the peak of the foundation, it is ridiculous to say, but now he wants to be rescued by a mere mortal.
Qiu Yansheng looked at Leng Xiao and said with a smile: "This brother doesn't know what to call him, this is another love for you!"
"Leng Xiao!"
Zhang Cuihua, Nangong Junwan, and Hong Xuan all stood aside, Nangong Junwan still didn't mince words about Leng Xiao, as if she couldn't tolerate being saved by a waste, she was a little annoyed, and stood aside by herself.
Zhang Cuihua didn't bother Qiu Yansheng for the time being, how could she still be in that mood! Her eyes wandered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
On the contrary, it was Hong Xuanjiao who greeted her with a smile, pulled Leng Xiao's arm very familiarly, and gently leaned on Leng Xiao's shoulder, Leng Xiao hurriedly retreated and avoided it.
Hongxuan's face was resentful, her eyes were sparkling, and she looked weak: "Brother Leng Xiao, is my sister so terrible?"
Yang Yue didn't know when she appeared next to Leng Xiao, not only her, but the other monks also gradually gathered, and at this moment they really let down their guard, after all, under the nose of the Northern Stygian Kun, who dared to do it was equivalent to looking for death.
Yang Yue didn't say a word, didn't look at Hongxuan, and stretched out her hand to pull Leng Xiao behind her, as if protecting food.
Hongxuan pouted and said, "Brother Leng Xiao, you saved my sister this time, how do you want my sister to reward you?"
Leng Xiao's face was calm, but he didn't want to say more, and he was a little more disgusted with this water-based poplar woman: "The girl doesn't have to say thank you, it's just a gesture!"
Hong Xuanjiao laughed, didn't say anything more, looked at Leng Xiao's love to ignore it, her eyes gradually became cold, and she snorted softly.
Everyone's eyes were once again attracted by the battle in the sky, and the Northern Stygian Kun was once again knocked out by the evil spirit, and the Qingyu Sword in his hand was once again out of his hand!
Lan Qiandui immediately greeted him, and the red blood spirit bead in his hand emitted bursts of red light, and between the red light, it actually suppressed the green fire on the faceless body by a few points!
The Northern Shadow Kun stopped his body, stretched out his hand, and the Qingyu Sword immediately returned to his hand, his eyes were cold, as if he was very calm, and he shouted in a low voice: "Blue Marks Flash!"
His figure blurred instantly, as if the human sword was one, and a blue light suddenly passed through the faceless lower abdomen and came out of his body!
However, Faceless just smiled coldly, and only a few drops of blood oozed from the wound, and it was already healed!
"Weak! too weak!"
As soon as he turned around and stretched out his hand, he directly grabbed Qingguang's tail! The Northern Stygian Kun's move was suddenly interrupted, and the faceless grabbed his feet, and the flesh tendons suddenly spread towards him in a spiral, like a long whale sucking water, and suddenly devoured the Northern Stygian Kun whole!
Outside the Hall of Elders, all the Yuan Infant Cultivators spat out a mouthful of blood, and this pressure was distributed to everyone!
The five major distraction cultivators also looked sluggish, their injuries were not light, and the Northern Stygian Kun was even more shaky, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to stuff a pill into his mouth as usual, and his face suddenly became a little ruddy.
That's not all, the breath is rising, and even becoming energetic. Of course, he didn't show it too obviously, and the other people seemed to be aware of it and didn't think much about it, only Bai Wei glanced at Bei Yingkun as if he didn't inadvertently.
"Sect masters, the power of the Eight Desolation Sword Techniques in the Land of Trials is less than two percent, and it is impossible to take down the faceless at all!"
"What does the Northern Immortal Sect Master want to do?" Chi Nanshan Sect Master An Fengding asked.
"Yuan Ying is separated from the body, and the body is incarnated outside!"
The five of them glanced at each other, and in an instant, the aura surged!
Stepping on the molten slurry, like a dragonfly dotting water, it suddenly jumped high, and the flesh and blood were burning with green fire, and at this moment it turned into a flaming dragon, and fell towards Lan Qiandu!
Lan Qiandui suddenly threw out the red blood spirit bead, and the golden lines flashed on the spirit bead, and he broke straight into the green flames, despite the faceless forcible restraint, there were still wisps of blood and qi draining, and his flesh and blood were rapidly withering!
At the same time, five streamers suddenly descended from the sky, turning into five figures, forming a formation in the middle of the formation, taking the shape of the Eight Desolation Sword Techniques, and forming the Five Elements Sword Formation again!
Outside the Hall of Elders, all the Yuan Infant Cultivators suddenly felt that their aura was flowing rapidly, and they all poured into the bodies of these five major distraction cultivators!
"Five Elements Sword Formation, Jin Lord Kills, Eight Directions Silence!"
As the leader, the Northern Stygian Kun shouted loudly, and suddenly the golden light was sheng, and the Qingyu Sword was like being plated with a layer of gold! The other four people flanked and attacked, faceless and pinned down by Lan Qiandui, and there was no way to retreat!
Evil Faceless, Faceless King!
His face squirmed, the part of his mouth suddenly sunken into a hollow, and the faint green fire in his eye socket burned violently, even burning out of his eye socket, and two green flames rose from the top of his head.
He's roaring!
The whole molten slurry suddenly erupted, and it surged directly into all the mountain peaks! Thousands of armies, thousands of horses, and boundless evil armies! Green flames burned, and the evil spirit was monstrous!