.'You are just a cultivator of the Eight Meridians Secret Martial Arts, and you dare to say that I am wrong! How do you know that the essence of the Jingyun Shenmi Sword Technique is not as strong as mine?"
Following Zong Shou's words, another huge sword condensed in the void in his mind, and the momentum became even more massive and fierce. The ice-blue sword body glowed coldly.
Zong Shou was speechless for a while, and secretly vomited in his heart, how could this be the Jingyun Divine Miè Sword? It should be the Xuanbing Sword, right?
Seeing the sword cutting forward, Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Talk about the sword art in words, it's just lip service. Since the fairy said that your sword intention is the real essence of the Jingyun Shenmiè sword art. Then I will
Compete with a fairy to see which one is better between you and me!"
Without saying a word, another sword fell down and flew in the upper right corner. In front of Zong Shou, another sword was born. However, it was controlled by his consciousness, like clouds and fog, and the light changed, revealing the ethereal and mundane nature.
It means that there are countless smoothies inside. When it is stirred, it makes a rustling sound, which is amazing.
With a slash in the void, it collided with the ice sword. The cloud sword collapsed instantly, but after an instant, it condensed again. On the contrary, the black ice giant sword was impacted by the high-speed flowing ice, and countless holes were made in the sword spine.
Several important structures are on the verge of collapse.
Before the sword could recover, the giant sword of cloud and mist struck again with a rustling sound.
After this sword confrontation, the black ice giant sword immediately collapsed into pieces without any suspense!
And the sword of cloud and mist still had its remaining power. After a spin, it struck at the opposite side.
It's obviously like a cloud, but it's powerful and powerful, as if it's sharp and sharp!
Taiyuan Fairy Shui Lingbo's complexion immediately changed again, and another piece came out, hitting it on the chessboard. Only then did the fog sword completely dissipate!
Then, in disbelief, he looked at the opposite side of the chessboard. Originally, the sword exchange just now was only a tie at most, but unexpectedly the result was a disastrous defeat!
Although this second piece successfully neutralized Zong Shou's offensive, when this piece fell, she had already lost the battle.
This half-demon boy has actually mastered the essence of the Jingyun Shenmi Sword Technique!
Even if he doesn't have the ability to repair this sword art, when he displays this cloud sword in the future, its power will definitely not be as powerful as the real Jingyun Divine Miè Sword!
Yan Fan even smiled with narrowed eyes, his old face turned into a flower. He looked at Fairy Taiyuan coldly, his thoughts were secretly, and he turned his head as he thought about several people robbing each other.
I had the idea of running away. After thinking about it, I felt it was wrong, so I had to put down the idea for the time being.
Looking at the chessboard, my heart suddenly moved. On the chessboard, another piece fell heavily.
"The remnants of the sword have been used up, and what the prince said made people suddenly enlightened. In just a few words, all the mysteries of Jingyun Shenmi's sword art were revealed. It is indeed like what my nephew said, it is a psychic sword! But my wife and I
Fairy Yuan, there is still some confusion about the path of martial arts.
I wonder, Prince, can you help me and the two of us get back together?"
When the words fell, Zong Shou felt that the world he was in had changed again.
We are in a narrow cave with thick stone walls on both sides. There is fiery red lava below, which can melt everything. There is a fierce wind above, which can tear everything into pieces!
And all around him, countless ghosts and countless swords and lights struck back one after another, as if they wanted to swallow him up and chop him into pieces!
Unexpectedly, he gritted his teeth secretly, knowing that this was the method of the true form realm spiritual master, using his soul power to draw his consciousness into this illusion.
It's so real, it's like being there!
Chuxue didn't know about this change, but saw that Yan Fan had made an extra move, and couldn't help but said angrily: "You have made an extra move! How can you cheat?"
Yan Fan smiled and said nothing, Shui Lingbo also gave him a cold glance, but he was also eager to wait for Zong Shou's reaction.
Previously, it was only a test of Zong Shou's swordsmanship talent, which was enough to give him a perfect score. No, it was two hundred points, and four hundred points would be enough to evaluate!
But what is being tested at this moment is Zong Shou's character. The road to martial arts is like a winding path in the mountains, climbing a steep wall. The further you go, the more difficult it becomes. There are dangerous cliffs above, and an abyss below. This is what Zong Shou is facing. It's like an illusion.
She is also curious about how this half-demon boy, who has a body with two veins and is hindered by heaven and man, but has a unique talent for swordsmanship, will respond? It is really exciting -
The chess piece was facing directly across from him, but Zong Shou was holding the chess piece in his hand, sweating like a spring, soaking through his heavy clothes.
In this cave, facing the fierce soul blade shadow, Zong Shou was slightly absent-minded, and unconsciously, he remembered his previous life again.
The barrier between heaven and man that almost trapped him for half his life, the revenge after the martial arts Mahayana. Thousands of sword fights in the virtual fantasy world, the dangerous battles he experienced in the current world. The martial arts that he could not climb despite trying his best. Peak one
Sure enough, if you take one wrong step, you will fall into the lava hell. Even if you try your best to climb up, you will probably die under the ruthless power of God!
It's just a mere obstruction to the burial, a small danger, but it's hard to keep me! It's hard to keep him, the head of the Seven Emperors of the Cloud Realm, the Sword Emperor Tanqiu?
With a cold cry, Zong Shou's chest surged with pride. His unyielding and vast thoughts shot straight into the sky!
In this life, what if I have a body with two veins, a barrier between heaven and man, and a broken soul?
His Zongshou will eventually reach this realm proudly and reach the top again!
When Zong Shou's hand fell onto the chessboard again, he felt that there were many obstacles, and countless foreign forces were constantly obstructing and pulling on him, trying to make his hand deviate to the side.
But the white chess piece that was held at Zong Shou's fingertips seemed to have a spirit, and it swiveled through it lightly. Then, with one move, it hit the center of the chessboard hard and missed the center!
"Plop, there was a soft sound, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding world surged. In the end, it was overwhelmed. Many chess pieces on the chessboard shot out one after another and scattered in all directions.
On the chessboard, there was only one white stone, lying quietly in the center of the nineteen vertical and horizontal lines.
As if telling people, I am the only one on this chessboard!
And this small shore was silent for a while.
Regardless of the swordsmanship, the mortals around the chessboard at this moment were silent and stunned by Zong Shou's burst of ambition and pride.
Again and again
"This fog seems to have faded away again!"
Dozens of miles away, Li Yunniang raised his head and looked at the sky. The heavy fog before was getting thicker and thinner, which was very annoying.
Until this moment, there seemed to be signs that the mortal world was gradually dissipating. Half a quarter of an hour ago, it was still invisible. But at this time, it was back to being visible twenty feet away.
Xuanyuan Yiren also frowned. He suddenly stopped and looked ahead with a solemn expression.
Li Yunniang followed closely behind and stopped. When he could clearly see the situation ahead, he was also sweating coldly.
Suddenly, under the rolling thick fog, there was a pit, bottomless, like a cliff thousands of feet deep.
"Why is there a pit here? Fortunately, Miss Hui is quick, otherwise she would have almost fallen!"
Xuanyuan Yiren remained silent, looking at the bottom of the pit. Li Yunniang was stunned for a while, but when he listened carefully, it turned out that there was nothing beneath the pit ten feet deep. A young man's voice came out: "It's above But is there someone? Is there someone right? I heard your voice! I am the sect spirit of Qiantian Mountain. I am the eldest brother of the demon king sect who is under Qiantian Mountain. Pull us up quickly. As long as we can be rescued, I, Qiantianshan, will have a descendant. "Report one by one"
Xuanyuan Yiren blinked and looked at each other in confusion with Li Yunniang. The latter frowned and looked puzzled: "Is it him? This sect spirit is surrounded by several innate masters, who are also in the realm of secret martial arts masters. This trap The hole is only fifty feet long, so how can you fall in and not be able to climb back up?"
Looking down carefully, the heavy fog has dispersed a little now. But I can vaguely see that the place below is actually a smooth hard stone wall. What is even more horrifying is that the stone wall is covered with paint. A thick layer of butter.
Li Yunniang couldn't help but shudder. It turned out that this pit was not natural, but was dug out by someone. He also wondered who made it this time? Once it fell, how could it get out?
Then I heard the Zongling curse angrily: "Where are there so many mud snakes? It's really heartbreaking! Hey, did the people above hear it? Why don't you pull me up?"
The fog lifted again, and when Li Yunniang looked again, he only felt a twinge of pain in his chest. Countless earth-yellow loach fish and small snakes were rolling and moving below. Every human figure was trapped. Inside, he jumped up from time to time, but always slid back down from the stone wall without any hesitation.
One of them had sharp eyes and seemed to see the figures above the pothole clearly, and he shouted loudly: "But Miss Xuanyuan, the princess of Xuanshan City, and Li Yunnonggu Niang? Below you are Feng Xiao of Qiantianshan, my young master, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It's your Majesty. Please, for the sake of the Crown Prince, please save us!"
Xuanyuan Yiren smiled silently, not bothering to say a word. After looking around, he said lightly: "The fog has begun to lift, let's go back!" Without any nostalgia, he turned around and left.
The Zong Ling below suddenly became anxious and yelled: "Will you let me go? He said that if my brother sat on the throne of the Demon King of Qiantian Mountain, he would definitely destroy all of you Xuanshan City! If we Qiantian Mountain hadn't protected you many times, you Xuanshan City would have been destroyed." Shancheng has long been destroyed. Do you think your good-for-nothing fiancé can still protect you? Sooner or later, my brother will cut off his sacrificial flag! Smelly girl, if you dare not save me today, I will definitely ask you to do it someday. My concubine is tortured day and night."
Xuanyuan Yiren didn't care at all. When he heard what was going on, he frowned and walked back the way he came. Just when Zong Ling was overjoyed and Li Yunniang was stunned, Xuanyuan Yiren took out some yào powder and sprinkled it casually. .Then he clapped his hands, turned around and left.
Li Yunniang looked strange and hurriedly followed, wondering: "Sister Hui, what was that yào powder just now?"
Xuanyuan Yiren smiled when he heard this, and shook his head slightly calmly: "It's nothing, it's just fire scale powder that will make those loaches and crocodiles drill holes."
Li Yunniang looked startled, and then she felt that her whole body was covered in pimples. It turned out that the little sister from home also had such sinister moments.
At this time, inside the hole, Zong Ling was yelling madly: "Who dug this hole? It's so insidious. When I get out, I will kill him without a burial place! Oh, he should die! What the hell?" This loach knows how to drill holes."