Qu Wuhui's intuition was right. Even if he didn't understand the secret of body swordsmanship, it didn't mean that he didn't understand the strangeness in it.
This flying sword is completely different from their understanding of sword cultivators. The sudden burst of power is not what a normal flying sword should have. The thunder fluctuations have no effect on it at all. It is fierce and inexplicable, as if it has wisdom itself, and its trajectory is unpredictable.
Testing is daunting.
The two of them had the same mind and retreated at the same time. Two thunderbolts struck the flying sword one after another, but it was Mo Naihe.
The best way now is the simplest way, stay away from Lei Yun and force the sword cultivator to show up!
A sword cultivator's flying sword always has a maximum distance, and it is impossible to follow it forever. For a sword cultivator in the Tongtian realm, about three hundred feet is the limit.
The flying sword entangled the second Taoist, flying and turning, and it was extremely sharp. Even if two people were angry at the same time to block it, they could not stop it, as if it was not a flying sword, but a person!
"Quickly retreat!" Qu Wuhui shouted,
Two people, who were masters of the third level, could not stop a flying sword even though they tried their best. It was also a flying sword of a monk of the second level. No one would believe it.
But this is the fact. Even if they regretted so much that they shouldn’t have caught up with them, it was a waste of time. Wouldn’t it be better to live in peace and go their separate ways? But God’s will, they did not pursue it deliberately, they just happened to catch up with this sword cultivator, and it was really a disaster.
.
The junior brother who was entangled by the flying sword was restricted in his escape. The flying sword didn't seem to need any force back, and it circled around him and attacked, its power not diminishing at all. In just a few breaths, the two of them fired seven,
Eight thunderbolts threw out dozens of thunder talismans and several thunder magic weapons, but the flying sword was still unable to do so.
It was not aimed at people, but at the extremely flexible and powerful flying sword, which made their obstruction extremely difficult. From the beginning to the end, the sword cultivator was like a shy bride hiding in a sedan chair, invisible to anyone.
The junior brother was so frightened by the flying sword that he reluctantly retreated three hundred feet away after paying a certain price, and the flying sword finally began to show signs of retreating.
Breathing heavily, he temporarily stopped carrying the thunder. He now needs to focus all his attention on recovery, and then prepare the most powerful thunder array of Taiyi Sect with his senior brother. Just now, he really couldn't spare any time, so all his energy was on
In terms of defense, because he was restrained by his senior brother, he did not need to risk his life to create opportunities.
Feijian retreated slightly, and the two Guomen Taoists relaxed a little. They wanted to unify their thoughts in their replies. They needed to make a decision whether to fight or retreat...
However, they forgot one thing: how could the initiative in the battle with Jian Xiu be in their hands?
Feijian's retreat is just a change in rhythm. Endless attacks will make the opponent adapt to such a rhythm, and will give rise to the urge to die or die. Therefore, take a step back first and wait for the two Guomen Taoists to relax a little before Feijian suddenly turns around.
, attacked again.
This time, the junior brother who was slightly relaxed did not escape the disaster. His response rhythm was completely interrupted by the flying sword attack. There was a slight delay in returning to the previous state. The flying sword seized the opportunity and penetrated his head.
And passed...
Qu Wuhui was horrified. He no longer had to think anymore. Facing the sword cultivator's unpredictable flying sword attack, he had no other option but to run.
This sword cultivator's attack distance is still over three hundred feet, they were fooled!
Not caring about the consequences of his companions, he jumped up with his thunder escape, and threw out the thunder talisman without hesitation. He made two large swings in succession, and his body was already five hundred feet away from the thunder cloud!
Looking back again, the flying sword is already close at hand!
Could it be that he saw a ghost? The flying sword of the Tongtian monk actually has the range of the golden elixir monk who has spiritual power?
Not daring to go around in circles and making excuses, Qu Wuhui knew that he could no longer judge the sword cultivator's range casually, as this would waste precious time to escape.
At the critical moment, Thunder Escape exploded to its extreme. As one of the few escape techniques that can rival Sword Escape in terms of speed, at this moment he truly showed his life potential.
Ten breaths later, he was already more than ten miles away from the thunder clouds after running away like crazy. This distance even exceeded the sword range of Jindan Sword Cultivator. However, the flying sword behind him was still like a gleam on his back, not leaving even an inch!
Still steadily approaching!
Qu Wuhui knew that he could not stay in this state for too long, and when he was exhausted, he would not be able to deal with flying swords that were like maggots attached to bones!
Since he couldn't see anyone, he had to deal with the flying sword first. During the period of running away, he was not idle. He had already thought about how to deal with the flying sword.
A sword cultivator's flying sword cannot follow the same cultivation principle. The farther the distance, the weaker the control and the weaker the power. If such principles are broken, then he has nothing to say.
While running quickly, he grabbed the Thunder Jue, and in an instant, a thunder formation appeared beside him. The Lei Ming Shaping Square Formation was the most effective force control formation at his disposal.
Another object is offered, the Thunder Magnetic Bead, which can cause the deflection of all metal objects. The principle is the Yuanci Holy Mountain of Blue Island.
Finally, a broad giant sword appears in the hand, which is called the Thunder Prison Sword. The method of chopping down the flying sword may be a bit primitive, but in certain situations, the simplest one is often the most effective.
Doing all this quickly while escaping at high speed, Qu Wuhui's consciousness was opened to its maximum, and the sky was cloudless. He was sure that there was no trace of people around him for more than ten miles. He felt cruel and turned around. After being chased for so long, he needed to give this sword
Learn a lesson!
Seeing the flying sword slip into the Lei Ming Plastic Square in the blink of an eye, the formation was activated, the thunder threads were like weaving, and the electric grid was like a cover; the thunder magnetic beads were spinning crazily, and the magnetic force was moving vigorously. Qu Wushuang held the sword and focused on the front.
This time he wanted to try to see what was hidden in this strange flying sword, why was it so different?
The next moment, the flying sword's attack slowed down a little, and just ten feet in front of Qu Wuhui's turn, the sword's light swayed, Mingyao couldn't see it. When Qu Wuhui was unmoved and slashed at him with his sword, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
before his eyes.
He was also holding a long sword, and he was also raising his sword to strike, but at this moment, Qu Wuhui was really weak!
He would never do something stupid like fighting a sword with a sword cultivator, but it was happening now. He couldn't understand why Feijian became a sword cultivator?
Swords and light slashed each other, one had lost his confidence and was stiff and stiff, the other was moving forward indomitably, agile and silky, Qu Wuhui's body was cut in two, but the monk's powerful body kept him from dying for a while.
"How did you do it? What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Hou Zi turned back his hand, and Dou Da's head flew into the air, and a faint voice reached Qu Wuhui's last consciousness,
"It's just an ancient flying sword. Don't you just rush over here because you want to try it?"
Qu Wuhui's consciousness fell into darkness, and there were countless evil people on Blue Island. This was retribution.
