Chapter seven hundred and thirty first thoughts fight
As soon as he entered, he encountered Mo Hai beating a figure towards his position...
If this was not a deliberate arrangement, Wei Zong would never believe it, how could it be such a coincidence. I just don’t know if Mo Hai knew about this plan, or if he was just a chess piece...
And today, as soon as Wei Zong left the restaurant, he sensed an extremely covert surveillance. And Yang Yun's arrival... all of this was too deliberate, as if a trap had been laid out long ago, just waiting for Wei Zong to come.
It's pretty jumpy inside.
Although he knew something was wrong, Wei Zong still chose to go with Yang Yun just to see what their plan was. After all, he knew that even if he refused, the other party would still use other plans to deal with him.
It's better to take advantage of the situation.
However, what Wei Zong can't figure out now is: since the forces behind the scenes have a strong man like Yang Yun, then he can just let Yang Yun deal with him, so why bother setting up a trap? After all, Yang Yun is currently
Ranked twenty-eight on the Tianjiao list, Wei Zong is only eighty-four. Judging from the ranking alone, Yang Yun is much better than Wei Zong.
Wei Zong's thoughts changed rapidly, but his face remained calm.
Yang Yun couldn't hold back his anger: "Brother Wei, are you really not going in?"
"Yeah! Just take a look at it!" Wei Zong said softly: "We all hope to understand something from this viewing stone tablet, but it's not that easy. I don't have any hope anyway."
"this……"
Yang Yun's face froze, he didn't expect Wei Zong to give up like this.
"Brother Yang, if you want to go inside, go alone. I'll wait for you here."
After saying that, Wei Zong turned his attention to the viewing stone tablet and looked up and down, as if he was really just planning to take a casual look.
Seeing Wei Zong like this, Yang Yun gritted his teeth and his face became a little uncertain.
Originally, his plan was to cause trouble for Wei Zong as much as possible, causing Wei Zong to conflict with others, in order to achieve the purpose of killing someone with a borrowed knife. He originally thought that according to Wei Zong's temper, this should be easy to do. Unexpectedly, now
The situation had changed, and seeing Wei Zong being so unwilling to cause trouble made him worried.
Is it really possible to do it yourself?
But if this is the case, it will offend the Qiantian Sword Sect. Although he, Yang Yun, works for that organization, the relationship between the two is just a simple employment relationship. He does things, and the organization pays him, it's that simple. If he is fucked
The Tianjian Sect is targeting them, let alone helping that organization, it would be good if they don't add insult to injury.
Therefore, doing it yourself is the last resort.
On the other side, Wei Zong paid no attention to Yang Yun's entanglements. He focused all his attention on the viewing stone wall in front of him. This viewing stone wall was not too big, more than ten feet wide and about thirty feet high.
It's just that, it's all gray and white.
On the stone wall, there is only a twisting and winding carving.
This scratch that looks like a child's graffiti is the rumored sword energy mark left by the Hunyuan Realm strongman. In fact, many people are disappointed after coming here, because no matter how they look at it, this scratch is
There was nothing unusual about it, and they couldn't understand anything from it.
However, at this time, Wei Zong stood blankly on the spot, staring straight at the viewing stone wall without blinking.
He is not an ordinary person. Under his powerful perception, the viewing stone wall in front of him has completely changed.
In his eyes, the twisting and twisting marks have disappeared, replaced by countless twists and folds, and constantly refracted light. Each time the light is refracted, its power will increase by one point.
In just a short period of time, the light had been refracted several times and was already very powerful. Then, it suddenly turned and broke through the scope of the viewing stone wall, shooting in the direction of Wei Zong.
"Huh?" Wei Zong was suddenly startled. He subconsciously drew a sword, but his hand penetrated through the abyss.
"What?" Wei Zong looked at his body in surprise, which had become a little unreal. At the same time, the surrounding environment also underwent a huge change, from the original bustling environment to nothingness.
"Dragged into the conscious space?"
Wei Zong suddenly realized what had happened, but after such a delay, the light had already arrived in front of Wei Zong.
Wei Zong's expression remained unchanged, and a long sword quickly appeared in his hand, forming a circle in front of him.
Suddenly, the water rippled, and a mirror made of water waves appeared in front of Wei Zong.
"Listen to the water and change!"
call out!
The light hit the mirror, was refracted with a hiss, and shot into the distance. But Wei Zong did not take it lightly, because it was refracted several times in mid-air and refracted in the direction of Wei Zong.
This time, the power of the light has almost doubled compared to before.
Seeing this scene, Wei Zong's eyes condensed, and the long sword connected in mid-air, pop, pop, and water splashes appeared along with the tip of Wei Zong's sword, condensing into mirrors in mid-air, blocking each other one after another.
In front of Wei Zong.
Just when the light arrived, there was an eighth or ninth level mirror in front of Wei Zong blocking the opportunity.
Phew!
This time, the light was much stronger, and the refraction effect of the mirror was greatly reduced. With ease, the light blasted through the first mirror, then the second, and the third...
Finally, at the fourth level, the light was not powerful enough and was reflected.
This time, it was different from before. The light was not only refracted, but also began to split, turning into several directions to attack Wei Zong.
Seeing such an attack, Wei Zong's expression remained unchanged, and his hand holding the sword remained terrifyingly steady.
He gently raised his hand, and his hands suddenly became a little illusory. Several hands and swords appeared in front of Wei Zong at the same time.
"Fantasy Sword Jue!"
"The sword energy is close!"
After giving a low shout, several long swords in front of Wei Zong were swung at the same time. Suddenly, violent sword energy was swung out from the several long swords in Wei Zong's hands, moving towards the several rays of light in front of him.
Under the mighty sword energy, although the light was quite powerful, it was eventually cut away by the vast sword energy. However, the good times did not last long as the light was refracted and split again and continued to attack Wei Zong.
Wei Zong, on the other hand, was just like strolling in the courtyard, picking up various sword skills to deal with the current situation.
The two sides were going back and forth, attacking each other, just like the most skilled swordsmen, constantly fighting.
The unusual movements on Wei Zong's side also caused quite a stir in the Aurora Sword Pavilion.
"Uncle, uncle, something bad has happened!"
A disciple ran into the hall of the scar-faced old man in a panic, with a pale face and an extremely surprised look.