Eight hundred and seventieth chapters west frontier situation (four)
How many warriors in the world don't know the name of the "Haotian Divine Sword"? Those who can use such superb swordsmanship, even if they are not disciples of the Taode Palace, must be of extraordinary origin!
"Could it be that I saw the soft-footed shrimps of the girls in Wuyou Valley?"
"Humph!" snorted angrily, and the white-haired old lady waved her hand to the six people behind her, who immediately stopped muttering. She said in a low and stern tone: "No matter which party or faction he is from, this guy is...
We can’t let him please me. I, Guigumen, am not a vegetarian!”
"Let's join the battle circle as soon as possible. This man has profound swordsmanship and good martial arts. I will focus on wandering and fighting, and use long ropes to attack and contain him. You guys join forces with the four ghosts to take down this man!"
How can the strength of eleven people be defeated by one person? Six people nodded in agreement, divided into six different directions and quietly covered their faces. The white-haired woman raised her lips with a hint of sinisterness, and raised her left hand slightly——
A long rope with a ring on its head was like a spear, heading straight towards Zhu Biao's vest.
Zhu Biao was fighting eleven people by himself, and he had to control his strength, so the pressure he felt gradually became heavier. The white-haired woman's Ling Suo was very disgusting. It flew in the sky, and Zhu Biao couldn't use his full strength, so it was very troublesome to deal with it.
Whistling, the brilliant silver light of the dragon-head short staff poured down Zhu Biao's vest, and the thorn snake whip came like a living python. In a moment, he dodged the attack, and Zhu Biao's left hand trembled, and the three swords
The energy suddenly burst out in a flash!
"Six Meridians Divine Sword"——
Three bursts of Qi, three meridians arrive at the same time. Duan Yu is not at such a high level!
The three sword energies were either majestic or flexible, but they were all extremely fast. As soon as they appeared, three of the six people brought by the white-haired woman over there were already screaming in agony.
After falling down, everyone covered their hearts!
A man in the four-blooded robe screamed angrily, and the soft sword stabbed again like a flash of crystal jade.
Zhu Biao no longer suppressed his own strength, and swung his long sword lightly. The blade shook into a shadow in a small space, and with thunder and lightning, he picked away five items in a row with a faint sound of impact.
Weapon. With a wave of his hand, the "Seven-Star Demon-Slaying Sword" was shot out. In an instant, a master brought by a white-haired woman in a bloody robe hit the rotor and fell to the ground - their necks had been struck by Zhu Biao's sword energy.
Cut in half!
The white-haired woman screamed angrily: "Stop it!"
As soon as she yelled out, she felt something was wrong - it was too late, Zhu Biao had already released the most powerful killing move in "Haotian Divine Sword" - Purple Qi Donglai!
The cold light in the sky suddenly covered everyone together, including the white-haired old woman. The eyes were completely filled with the deep innate sword energy. The staff was broken and the sword was broken, and sword marks were scratched from everyone's neck and heart one after another.
Zhu Biao didn't even touch the ground, he was flying twenty feet in mid-air like a bird, and several people who had risen and landed had already arrived at a mountain depression.
"Kill -" A group of about twenty men in white clothes rushed towards Zhu Biao, with their swords raised high and their killing shouts shaking the sky!
Zhu Biao's figure whirled violently, and the cold light shone brightly. Sixteen or seventeen heads of twenty or so men in white clothes flew into the air!
This is the main battlefield where the Guigu Gate blocks the Worry-free Valley. At a glance, there are hundreds of figures dressed in white and gray.
Zhu Biao moved through the crowd, east and west, left and right, sometimes like a ghost, sometimes like a rainbow shooting at the sun, and sometimes like lightning and thunder. The strong wind swirled, and the screams kept ringing out.
, one life after another was lost to the sword!
An old man in black rushed towards Zhu Biao. He was an innate master. Zhu Biao slipped and dodged, and the Zhanlu Divine Sword in his hand grazed the necks of the two men in white, and then he ducked slightly, the blade of the sword dripping with blood.
It penetrated the chests of four men in gray clothes at the same time. When it was pulled out, spilling blood, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, five sword flowers appeared, and it shot towards the throats of the five men in white clothes!
The innate master of Guigu Sect cannot catch up with Zhu Biao. It is really difficult to find a Qinggong master who can catch up with Zhu Biao in the world without being able to catch up with Zhu Biao!
Arcs of light flashed around him, and the energy spread out like ripples, often knocking down all the men and horses under the Guigu sect, including their swords and swords.
A pair of sawtooth flying rings roared like two discs flying through the crowd in a gorgeous and fantastic way. The sharp teeth and shining ring blades radiated a cold light, blue and full of coldness.
Taste!
Zhanlu Divine Sword swung out sword shadows that filled the sky like mountains. Zhu Biao calmly parried the hard blows without giving in!
The deafening sound of gold and iron sounded in a series of heart-shaking sounds, like many blacksmiths hammering on the iron felt. The two flying rings rotated fiercely, and sparks were wiped out when they collided with the Zhanlu Divine Sword. I wish you all the best.
Biao swung his palm and slashed down at an angle. The three Guigu disciples who came to pick up an advantage were knocked to the ground in an instant.
A master from Guigumen who was dressed in gray clothes and had a bloody mouth embroidered on his chest caught up with him. The mace in his hand slammed down on Zhu Biao's head and hit Zhu Biao with sharp iron nails.
Like the vicious white teeth, they choose the fat and devour them!
Before his body landed on the ground, Zhu Biao didn't even look at the enemy above him. He slashed back with his backhand, swinging the mace away with a "bang". Almost at the same time, the chopped mace returned to the way it came, directly attacking the enemy.
His head was smashed into pieces.
There are always a lot of sneak attacks in chaotic battles. He kicked Zhu Biao in the crotch with his feet. Zhu Biao was killing the Guigu disciples in his hands. The opponent's master had not arrived for a while. He didn't want to make any changes at this time. Although he had not practiced
In the "Mighty King Kong Kick", he followed the script and swung one leg straight towards the kicking feet.
There was a crackling sound of bones breaking, and along with the blood rain, a large area fell.
Zhu Biao was finally blocked by an innate master from the Guigu Sect. The battlefield was so big, and the two innate masters chased and intercepted him one after another. Zhu Biao was busy killing people again and did not avoid it.
The opponent was dressed in a red blood robe. When he exhaled, the wide red robe on his body suddenly swelled up like a balloon, and a swirling strange Qi instantly revolved around his body, like a small stream of energy.
It was like a tornado was spinning around him!
A sword energy rushed away, shining with the luster of the moon.
In the introduction of the system, the Shao Shang Jian with the power of "shattering the earth and breaking the storm" seems to have become a ridiculous empty talk. The sword energy hit the cyclone and jumped for a moment, unable to penetrate at all, and was immediately carried away by the cyclone.
It was pulled down, whirled around, and plunged from the person's chest into the ground.
A tragic scream rang out, and the white-haired old man was pierced through the throat by Zhu Biao's sword and suddenly fell seven steps away. The flying ring grazed Zhu Biao's calf and tore his trousers. Zhu Biao couldn't move.
He moved. He slashed at the innate master behind him with his hand, knocking away seven rays of sword light. He roared and lunged towards the bloody robe in front of him.
The most powerful nine moves in "Haotian Divine Sword" were swung out in one go. At the same time, the sword moves suddenly changed, and the Zhanlu Divine Sword turned into a simple thrust and followed closely.
Starbursts and arcs surged and charged, filling the entire space as far as the eye could see. The brilliant brilliance shone brightly, seeming to have covered up the brightness of the sparks. Thousands of sword shadows glided and intertwined from the swords all over the sky.
It came out of the air. It was so sharp!
The red robe rolled, and the blood pool marked on it swayed like water waves. He waved his palms continuously, and more than twenty palms rolled out like a wave that filled the sky!
This series of events all started in the blink of an eye and ended in the blink of an eye, as fast as a fleeting meteor. When you see it happen, you don’t even have time to think of anything. Everything is already a foregone conclusion.
The Xiantian Grandmaster behind him roared, he no longer cared about the disciples near Zhu Biao, raised his left hand, and a cloud of black mist-like fine sand rushed straight towards Zhu Biao!
In the majestic wave of more than 20 groups, Zhu Biao's sword force did not dodge, but directly crushed him. And when the black mist enveloped him, his body suddenly bulged like a toad, allowing the black mist to hit him.
On the back, the Divine Sword pierced the air. With a scream like a cry, the Zhanlu Divine Sword suddenly burst into light and its tail light suddenly stretched out. It completely wrapped Zhu Biao's head and neck like magic. The sword energy that was originally just a thin white light was
It exploded instantly and turned into a thick barrel-like light body that shot straight into the air!
The majestic palm power of one group after another is so violent, but it seems to turn into a thin piece of paper in front of this light body, which can be broken with a poke and is vulnerable to a single blow.
Roaring wildly, he waved his blood-robed palms at eight different angles, but all the palm power converged towards one target. The colorful cloud-like sparkling blood light formed an umbrella-shaped silver light network. In the light network,
Countless waves of shuddering sword energy flickered, and behind the whistling sword energy was that irresistible flow of light!
At the same time——
The master behind Zhu Biao jumped up to the top of Zhu Biao's head, and landed a pair of flying rings, like a crescent moon in the sky, gorgeous and bright, but still seemed... too far away!
The sword energy condensed into a stream of crystal light suddenly shattered, and the two figures suddenly merged and separated. Just so quickly, a large amount of hot blood seeped out and splashed down like raindrops in a series of violent clashes of gold and iron!
The two figures flew into the air and landed in two different places. The dripping blood soaked their bodies, making it impossible to tell which one was the color on their robes or the blood in their bodies.
Zhu Biao took the opportunity to dodge the blow of the sawtooth flying ring, with a calm look on his face, and pointed the long sword at the ground with his backhand, calm and composed. Two holes were torn open on his chest and clothes, but the opponent's hand knife did not scratch the Han Chi's inner armor
, even though two hard blows made his throat feel sweet.
"Second Senior Brother..." The other innate master who fell behind had his eyes wide open and his lips twisted. He shouted the name of the blood robe in disbelief. But he didn't get any response. Zhu Biao pierced him with a sword.
heart.
The jagged flying ring is not an ordinary product. It shines brightly under the sparks. The shining silver brilliance also reflects the expression of its owner that is full of malice and cruelty. The face is ferocious, and the gloomy murderous aura is overwhelming the surrounding bonfires.
Huhu Waiwai.
"Kill, kill him! Until death -"
The howl of a lone wolf. The sound is full of hurt pain.
In the mountain valley.
In their thirties, fat and thin, either cold and arrogant or charming, beauties of different ages are clinging to the danger.
They are the disciples of Wuyou Valley, a famous gathering place for beauties in the Central Plains. They are beautiful and charming. There are countless admirers following them in the world, and their network of connections is incredibly huge.
If there wasn't half a piece of Tai Platinum Essence, Gui Gumen would go crazy and not provoke them at all. But for half a piece of Tai Platinum Essence, Gui Gumen would have to go crazy.
Maybe people will say that Guigumen is too short-sighted. A piece of Taibaijin Essence is not a Taiplatinum Essence Sword. Is it necessary to offend an eight-clawed spider for this?
And even if the Guigu Sect obtains a tai platinum sword, its effectiveness in the game of rivers and lakes is far inferior to that on the battlefield. The benefits the Guigu Sect obtains are also very limited.
But whoever really thinks so is totally wrong and short-sighted.
When the Guigumen start, first of all, they never think that this is the only piece they can get. No one stipulates that robbery can only be done once! Secondly, as long as the Taibaijin Essence is in hand, there will be rare goods, as long as the corresponding forces are invested
If you are aware of the general trend of the world, you will be covered with the most reliable amulet. Or you can directly use the Taibaijin Essence to make your 'heart', or you can put yourself out of it and avoid the current catastrophe!
The struggle for hegemony in the world would be a catastrophe. Looking at past history, which war in the world resulted in the martial arts world being severely damaged? That loss is much more terrifying than the so-called devil's birth and the catastrophe in the martial arts world.
The world is in chaos and wars are breaking out. That is the real catastrophe in the martial arts world.
Jianghu sects compete for the Taibai Gold Essence. Except for a few transcendent martial arts holy places such as Daode Palace and Leiyin Temple, they may really use it themselves. Most of the other Jianghu forces have to be given away.
In order to protect his own sect, even if the king of heaven comes, people in the world will dare to take a bite.
"Uncle Master, there is something going on outside. The ghost howl just now sounded like the scream of Shi Chenggang, the ghost who hanged himself!"
In a cave near the cliff, a woman in her early teens and as beautiful as a flower reported to the head of Wuyou Valley who was meditating with her eyes closed in the cave.
This is a man in his thirties at most, dressed as a Taoist nun. He has a light yellow Taoist robe, his features are picturesque, and his beauty is indescribable.
"Really?" The Taoist nun opened her eyes. As soon as she said two words, she immediately touched her chest and coughed. After a while, she stopped, "How is your master? Didn't Guigu Gate have a strong attack?"
"Master is still holding on. The Guigumen are just yelling and swearing at each other. They haven't really let go of the attack. They probably don't want to form an irresolvable hatred with me, Wuyougu!" the woman whispered softly.
said.
The look on the Taoist nun's face calmed down, and her mind settled down. As long as there are still people around, it's fine. If you can't keep the Taibaijinjing, you can't keep it. No matter how precious the thing is, to Wuyou Valley, it's not as important as the more than thirty disciples.
"Junior sister, have you sent someone to test it?"
"No. The master just asked the disciples to strictly observe it!"
"That's good. You won't fall into Guigumen's trick."
…
Hundreds of Guigu disciples swarmed around Zhu Biao from all sides, and the silhouettes of people flashed past, catching Zhu Biao's gaze.
"Hang the ghost Shi Chenggang! Even if you know today, why bother in the beginning? If you don't retreat, this scene of your second senior brother will be your future."
Shi Chenggang gave a hateful smile, with a vicious and ferocious face like a ghost: "Thieves! If you have the guts, report your name. I, Mangshan Guigumen, will fight you until death! I will pay with my life——"
The words were not left behind, and two flying rings turned towards Zhu Biao and strangled him. Zhu Biao swung his left hand and shot out sword energy. Among the Guigu disciples who surrounded him, some of them fell down immediately!
Shi Chenggang roared loudly, and the two flying rings were like rainbows that brought up the misty clouds. The fluorescent light connected into a curtain of light, and it suddenly rolled around Zhu Biao!
Zhu Biao's body rose and fell sharply, stepping on the "Lingbo Weibu", leaning against Changhong in a thrilling and thrilling way, dodging them one by one. Shi Chenggang completely missed, and suddenly turned around, Zhu Biao's
Zhanlu Divine Sword has drunk the blood of five more Guigu disciples!
Blood splashed into raindrops, and Zhu Biao's sword penetrated the chest of a man in gray and stabbed into the abdomen of another man in white!
Shi Chenggang's ghost eyes almost turned blood red with anger. His flying rings were flying up and down, left and right, dancing like a ghost, chasing after Zhu Biao like a ghost, but in the end he unfortunately failed.
So a little bit.
A skeleton spiritual staff came towards him. The spiritual staff roared towards Zhu Biao with a powerful force that could move mountains and seas. Zhu Biao knew who was coming!
At the conference, he had seen the great elder of Guigu Sect, Guishen Tongzitong Qiansui. He was a dwarf only four and a half feet tall. His martial arts was very tyrannical. On that day, he defended the ring alone for a day and two nights, and defeated two innates.
The Grandmaster was exhausted and defeated at the third moment.
There was also a master from the Guigu Sect who slashed at him from an angle. Zhu Biao turned around and leaned towards the blade. The Zhanlu Divine Sword hit Tong Qiansui's skeleton staff. His left hand swung away at the moment when the blade passed by. The palm force of the strike was already there.
Hit this master hard in the heart!
The shadow of the staff was like a mountain and a sea. Although it was not solid, a breathtaking hurricane swept towards his face. He swayed out like light smoke, but before he could turn around, the saw-tooth flying ring whizzed towards his neck!
Get out of the way quickly.
The fighting place for innate masters is inaccessible to ordinary people.
Zhu Biao, Tong Qiansui, and Shi Chenggang fought hundreds of moves, and the entire open space in front of the mountain valley had spread into a large open space of thirty to fifty feet in diameter.
There are many Guigu disciples who have their heads broken by flying stones due to flying sand and rocks.
The Skeleton Spirit Staff was swung like a thunderous cloud, vast and boundless, like a rushing wave.
The sawtooth flying ring flies and sweeps low, turning back and forth, like a flapping falcon, jumping and thundering, criss-crossing the void, dancing and spinning, advancing and retreating suddenly, making people unable to catch the pattern at all.
"Boy, be obedient and keep your life. If you dare to kill my junior brother, I, a member of Guigu Clan, will not be able to save you even if I am the King of Heaven - "
Shi Chenggang smiled ferociously, and his offensive became more fierce, "Junior, how do you want to die? I want you to taste the eighteen forbidden methods of my Guigu Sect one by one!"
The corners of Zhu Biao's mouth were raised, full of sarcasm. "Whether you can kill or not depends on your skill! You two, you are so sharp-tongued.
Let’s see where we stand—"
The Zhanlu Divine Sword was completely opened, and several swords were stabbed at the same point of the same flying ring. Zhu Biao could see with his naked eyes that the saw teeth of the flying ring were broken. He was about to increase his strength and hit the flying ring.
Open it completely. Shi Chenggang felt that something was wrong, so he pulled back the flying ring, jumped three feet away, and took a closer look in his hand. He found that one of the big teeth was gone, and there were many small gaps in the ring. He immediately felt distressed.
Ah, my cheeks are twitching.
"Senior brother, be careful. The thief has a sharp sword——"
While Shi Chenggang was speaking, there was a 'click', and Tong Qiansui's century-old gloomy wood was used to make a staff. After hitting the Zhanlu Divine Sword for more than ten times, it broke cleanly into two pieces with a click.
A light flashed in Tong Qiansui's eyes. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!
