Breakfast still consisted of shredded eel noodles, shredded pork noodles with green pepper, etc. However, since it was winter, Liu Liying also knew that it would be dangerous to go there today, so she added some stir-fried vegetables for everyone.
After eating and drinking, Lin Zhao stood up, looked at the three younger generations, Tong Yu, Zhang Luobai, and Zhuang Yirong, and said: "Okay, all the high-level people will follow me to Wuwang Mountain, and the rest will stay." In the mountain top garden, everything is subject to the arrangements of Chu Yu and Yu Wanning."
"yes!"
Several children stood upright and nodded in unison.
"Let's go."
Lin Zhao stepped on the flying sword and floated towards the mountainside. Behind him, Su Qingjiu, Zhi Zhi, Huang Tingyu, Gu Lingyu and others also followed one by one.
On the mountainside, there are piles of stone piles made of random rocks, just like generals on a battlefield. Han Xin, the soldier immortal, dressed in white, stood on the highest stone pile. After looking at everyone, he said calmly: "Stand. Go to the central formation, the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Formation will be activated soon. When you get to Wuwu Mountain, it depends on your own destiny, and I can't help you much."
"Um."
Lin Zhao led everyone to stand in the center of the formation, then turned around to look at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "When we arrived at Wuwu Mountain, Ling Yu and Chen Ben were on guard on both sides, holding down the formation to prevent the big monster from Wuwu Mountain from intruding. The remaining sword cultivators all tried their best to draw out their swords and slash at the bottom of Wuwu Mountain, trying to reduce the speed of Wuwu Mountain's fall as much as possible."
"yes!"
A group of people nodded in unison.
Han Xin looked at the people in the mountain top garden with a complicated expression. Whenever the human world was overturned, there were always so many proud human beings who stepped forward. Now what he hopes is that these people can come back alive.
After all, Wuwu Mountain is now definitely considered a dangerous place. Even the Soldier Saint and the Taoist Saint are unwilling to go there alone. One can imagine how dangerous it is.
"get ready!"
Han Xin gave a shout, raised his hand and pulled out his sword. The tip of the sword trembled slightly. He put his left hand into his arms and took out a large handful of soybeans. The next moment, he poured out all the soybeans. Immediately, the soybeans fell to the ground and turned into soldiers. The armor with strong military aura pushed the entire Douzuanxingxing Formation to rotate.
The stones on the outside of the formation were rotating faster and faster, but every stone remained motionless. The soldiers and armor also turned into streaks of blood-colored light gold. The entire formation was "humming", right in the center of the formation. At this point, the bodies of Lin Zhao and others were surrounded by wisps of formation power, and their bodies were involuntarily lifted up.
"go!"
When Han Xin shouted, everyone's bodies suddenly turned into rays of light and disappeared into the mountain top garden.
…
"Shuashuashua——"
Wisps of light flickered out from the bottom of Wuwu Mountain. When Lin Zhao and others appeared at Wuwu Mountain, they felt that the rich demonic energy around them was almost overwhelming, and there was an endless mountain. The mountain came crashing down with great force, its speed was extremely fast.
"Be careful!"
Gu Lingyu shouted in a low voice, and his literary and Taoist luck surged rapidly. His palms flew up, and he instantly took out letters one after another. The letters were simplified into Confucianism and Taoism, and the aura of light enveloped everyone's bodies layer by layer. The next moment, they were hit hard. It hit the root of Wuwu Mountain.
"puff!"
Lin Zhao had the lowest cultivation level. 75% of his health bar was knocked off in the first place. He spit out a mouthful of blood and looked miserable. The others were at a higher level and were slightly better, especially Gao Zhi, Huang Tingyu and Tang Guangjun. The sword cultivator of the Third Realm, instantly merged his sword with his body, retreated, and slashed out towards the root of Wuwu Mountain with one sword and one sword!
"Boom boom boom——"
Loud noises could be heard all the time, and the attack of the Thirteenth Level Great Sword Immortal was naturally quite powerful. Lin Zhao flew back quickly, using the flying sword Hong Ye kept tens of meters away from the mountain root. Sword style and horizontal sword style, the sword light flew away immediately, and the light of the avenue was seen overflowing. Although these ten realm sword cultivators can also help, but not much.
"Use your sword with all your strength!"
Gu Lingyu patted the slips lightly, and presented a Confucian, Taoist, and Dharma image that stretched thousands of feet. The golden light shone, and the bamboo slips were swaying around, so that everyone had no worries.
"Chen Ben!"
When Lin Zhao saw this, he immediately said in a deep voice: "Punch out to withstand Wuwushan's fall!"
"yes!"
Chen Ben let out a low roar, and his fist energy flowed all over his body. He used the eighth form of the farmer's nine fists to overturn the sea. Suddenly, the waves rolled behind him. When his fist landed on the mountain roots, the whole mountain roots exploded. The Wuwu Mountain suddenly trembled. The martial artist's punch was indeed a little heavier than the swordsman's sword.
In the wind, Su Qingjiu, Huang Tingyu, Zhu Zhi, and Tang Guangjun all entered the realm of human-sword integration. Wisps of sword light shot out from their bodies, attacking the roots of the mountain like a barrage of cannons. Roaring, although this mountain is huge, it has withstood the attack of several great sword immortals, and its falling speed has obviously slowed down.
"Asshole!"
In the distance at the bottom of Wuwu Mountain, which was a scene of doomsday, an eagle spread its wings and flew towards the sky in an overwhelming manner. Just after it got closer, it turned over and jumped, turning into a young figure in a gray short shirt, a rich and majestic figure. The sword is powerful and the demonic aura is even stronger.
He is a demon king, and he is still in the thirteenth realm!
"A bunch of ants with delusional delusions?!"
The young man in gray shirt rolled across the sky and the earth with his sword. His eyes looked at Gu Lingyu who had formed a law to protect everyone with anger, and he sneered: "You are a mere thirteenth realm of Confucianism and Taoism, go to hell for me!"
The sword energy rolled down, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
Gu Lingyu's expression was indifferent, and he gently turned his long sleeves. Suddenly, golden bamboo slips flew out, turning into countless complicated and obscure golden Confucian and Taoist texts. In addition to a thick barrier on the west side, there was a loud noise, and the demon Wang Jianxiu's sword struck the barrier hard, and dozens of bamboo slips instantly shattered, but this sword failed to break Gu Lingyu's defense.
"oh?"
The young man in the gray shirt raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt that it was even more interesting. He sank down slightly, and the rich sword energy spurted out from his body. Suddenly the whole sky was filled with dense sword energy. He laughed: "The Thirteenth Confucian who can fight like this It's really rare, so I'll give you a whole corpse!"
The next moment, the sword energy that filled the sky was instantly collected by him with one finger, turning into a majestic sword energy and heading straight towards Gu Lingyu!
"Sea of books."
Gu Lingyu also pointed out, and a wisp of golden finger power suddenly burst out. Surrounding the finger power were wisps of golden simple pieces, protected by Confucian and Taoist texts, and there was a "buzzing" sound between heaven and earth. The other party was An incredible Demon King of the Thirteenth Level, he is also a swordsman. To put it bluntly, he is more powerful than Man Yuan and Liu Bai in The Game of Water and Fire. Gu Lingyu also had to go all out. I am afraid that within ten moves To be killed!
"Boom!"
In the sky, Gu Lingyu's finger collided with the opponent's sword. It was still a pattern where no one took advantage. However, the opponent's response and attack were faster. The long sword swept out, and another Three blazing sword energy burst through the air and arrived.
Gu Lingyu's face was slightly pale, and slippers were coming out of his sleeves one after another, constantly using Confucian methods to resolve the opponent's three swords. However, he was a little overwhelmed for a while, and the glory of the ten thousand feet tall Confucian Dharma was dimmed a little. After all,
, the opponent is a tough Thirteenth Level Sword Cultivator Demon King, and it would be quite difficult for Gu Lingyu to deal with him alone.
"Chenfeng!"
From the depths of the mountain, another voice came. It was a middle-aged man wearing a blue gown. His whole body was filled with strong evil spirit and water transport. He held a green steel fork in his hand and stepped on the majestic surging water transport. He said with a smile:
"How can you entertain a distinguished guest alone? You really don't take me as your master uncle seriously?"
The Demon King of the Thirteenth Level named Chen Feng laughed: "Uncle Ji'an, just do it! These human ants dare to climb the mountain, so give them a happy life!"
"good!"
The big demon Ji'an, who was near the water on the Fourteenth Realm Avenue, raised the blue steel fork in his hand and stirred up the water in the sky. He said with a smile: "Gu Lingyu, you, a scholar of the Thirteenth Realm who became a saint in the snowy Tianchi, are indeed full."
Reading poetry books, but your belly of poetry books is like a small boat, can it block the stormy waves of this person?!"
The next moment, water flowed down from the sky, threatening to drown everyone together.
"Not good!"
Lin Zhao gritted his teeth, hurriedly pointed the tip of his sword, and silently recited the four words "Qing Tian Ji Hai" in the Eternal Sword Sutra in his heart. Suddenly, "puffy" ethereal sword intentions gathered in the air, and the next moment turned into a huge ancient sword.
Swords straddle the sky and the earth. Each ancient sword has a very strong Immortal aura. The surrounding Qi is majestic and supports the water transport, just like a giant pillar holding up the sky to resist the flood.
"Puffy!"
The ancient sword continued to extend and spread into the distance, blocking all the waterborne offensive from the Great Demon Ji'an.
"Um?"
The great demon Ji'an couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that a mere ten-level sword cultivator would dare to take action. In fact, the opponent's cultivation level was quite average and he was considered strong among the ten realms. But after all, he was only in the tenth level. Why should he fight against the demon?
The fourteenth clan realm!?
His eyes turned cold, and a strong demonic aura was injected into the offensive.
In an instant, Lin Zhaoru was hit hard, and his body flew backwards like a cannonball. He vomited blood and lost a lot of the energy and blood he had just recovered. The mountains of swords condensed by the skill of holding up the sky and sea were also hit by the opponent's
The monstrous flood crushed it and shattered it, turning it into nothing.
"well……"
Gu Lingyu couldn't help but smile bitterly. The swordsmanship practiced by the young master's uncle can be regarded as the ultimate in the three realms. The master of the eternal secret realm created his own unique skill. It is not an exaggeration to call it the strongest swordsmanship in the world. It is extremely mysterious, ethereal and profound. It is a pity that the young master's swordsmanship is the best in the three realms.
Uncle Master's realm is too low, and his ten realms simply cannot support the power that the Eternal Sword Sutra should have.
Even if he is in the eleventh realm, I'm afraid the results will be different!
…
For a moment, Gu Lingyu could only help check for leaks and fill in the gaps. Golden pieces flew in the air and turned into words containing the true meaning of Confucianism and were imprinted around the Dharma body. The huge Dharma body raised its hands with the power of holding up the sky.
Expelling all the attacks from the Great Yao Ji'an and the Great Yao Chenfeng, the cracks around the Dharma Body were densely packed in the blink of an eye.
Gu Lingyu's Thirteenth Realm is already a heaven-defying Thirteenth Realm in the Confucian Wenlin. It is even deeper than the Thirteenth Realm background of Mr. Zihuai. However, he is facing the demon clan Wuwu Mountain.
The two heaven-defying ones, Chenfeng, a demon king-level swordsman in the thirteenth realm, and Ji'an, a fourteenth-level demon king, are both extremely difficult characters.
"Old Huang!"
Lin Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and growled: "Run to Ling Yu's aid!"
"yes!"
Huang Tingyu's sword came straight at him and struck the big demon Chenfeng's head hard.
In the Thirteenth Realm versus the Thirteenth Realm, everyone is a swordsman, so it can be said that they are matched against each other.
