Chapter 338: The melee between Jian Zong and Wu Hua Que!!
It was already dusk, and the slanting sun shone in from Wenxian Mountain, casting a long afterglow on the mountain road, dragging Su Bei's back.
Su Bei looked calmly at the disciples of the Sword Sect on the road to immortality, holding on to the illuminated scarlet sword box.
The rays of the setting sun shone from behind him, as if a layer of blood-red gold had coated his outline, and his face that could not be seen clearly was shrouded in the shadow.
As he opened the sword box in his hand, streaks of white swords shot out from it instantly, shooting in the direction of the path to immortality.
Clang - countless eyes looked at the long sword hovering in the sky with shock.
With the dense sound of swords raging, it was soon filled with holes on the thirty-seventh floor.
All the monks stared blankly at the scene in front of them. The expressions of the Sword Sect disciples were first shocked, then turned into surprise, and then their eyes were full of excitement.
"Elder Xie Su's sword."
Su Bei looked at the Dengxian Road calmly, and then a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he said with a smile: "This time, I didn't lose the Sword Sect's face..."
Ling Zhan, who was not far away, raised his eyebrows when he saw Su Bei's movements, then snorted coldly, stepped forward and said in a strange tone:
"What does Elder Su mean by this? To blatantly intervene in the fight between the juniors? Does that mean that I, the elder, can also throw in a few magic weapons?"
Su Bei did not turn around to look at him, but said casually:
"It was their sword, but it was kept here by Su for a few days. What? You let the swordsman fight with his bare hands?..."
Ling Zhan crossed his arms, glanced at Su Bei, opened his mouth without saying anything, turned and left... On the way to ascend to immortality, Zhu Hailiu stared at the Jianzong disciples in front of him with a solemn expression.
As a disciple of the Sword Sect stepped forward and pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground, dozens of white lights suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, and the cold sword light shone brightly under the setting sun.
Sun Tian wiped the smear on the corners of his mouth and grinned venomously. His already gloomy expression became even gloomier at the moment. He slowly turned his head and stared at Mo Li with a cold, dagger-like gaze.
Mo Li stepped forward and looked at Sun Tian without any intention of flinching. He pointed his long sword forward, and the cold murderous intent seeping out of his eyes made the air on the thirty-seventh floor freeze.
Sun Tian smiled sinisterly, revealing his white teeth, and then he extended his thumb to the entire Sword Sect disciples, then pointed it sharply downwards with a ferocious look in his eyes.
There was an uproar all around, it seemed that the Jian Zong and Wu Hua Que were destined to fight to the death this time.
Seeing Wuhuaque's provocative gesture, all the Sword Sect disciples were filled with fighting spirit. The long swords in their hands seemed to smell the beginning of a battle and trembled slightly. Xiao Ruoqing walked to the front and stretched out her hand to move behind her.
A disciple of the Sword Sect stopped him.
"Are you so eager to die?"
"Although I don't know where your sword sect got the confidence to confront me, Wu Hua Que, but your courage surprised Zhu."
"In this case, I will try my best to let you die as quickly as possible."
Zhu Hailiu looked at Xiao Ruoqing with a stern face, grinned sternly, and said.
Xiao Ruoqing ignored him, glanced at the people in front of her, and said softly to the people around her:
"Leave this blessing sea current to me."
Li Zijun seriously pulled out the long sword in his hand, looked at the least obvious of the three little gods of Wuhua Que, and said softly:
"Then Mr. Shan will be left to the junior sister." Mo Li looked at Sun Tian, narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "You left the one with the weakest cultivation for me?"
Xiao Ruoqing carefully wiped the sword in her hand and said:
"This is only the thirty-seventh floor. If our two sects get into a fight, we won't rule out that other sects will take advantage of the troubled waters and have to be on guard."
"And when the fight starts, in addition to dealing with Sun Tian, you have to take care of Sword Girl for a while. After all, Sword Girl is still very weak..."
Mo Li snorted lightly, but nodded. Sword Girl blushed, gritted her teeth gently and said, "Sword Girl... Sword Girl can do it herself."
Xiao Ruoqing smiled at her and said:
"Okay, then you have to take good care of yourself later. Senior sister may not be distracted."
Sword Lady held her little hands tightly, nodded at Xiao Ruoqing with a firm gaze, and took a deep breath. After taking a few Qi and Blood Pills, the spiritual energy in her body had improved.
For once, she would never allow herself to hold back several senior sisters.
After everything was settled, Xiao Ruoqing slowly walked out under the gaze of countless eyes.
The night wind howled, ruffling her black hair and causing the steps with a small bell hanging on her to jiggle.
The spiritual energy all over her body spurted out from her body in an instant. The long sword in her hand became more and more dazzling. Her red lips were naturally bright red. When she smiled, she was elegant and graceful. She was so beautiful that she couldn't find anything else. At this moment, she was smiling like this:
"Zhu Hailiu, come and fight!"
Zhu Hailiu stared at the woman in front of him, feeling the spiritual energy gushing out of her body, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Late stage of Golden Elixir? Miss Xiao's cultivation level is much lower than Zhu thought..."
As he said that, he took a step forward and rose to the sky to look down at Xiao Ruoqing. In an instant, the spiritual energy around him surged out unreservedly, sweeping through the entire thirty-seventh floor. The pressure formed was directed towards Xiao Ruoqing.
The direction of love enveloped the past:
"Nascent Soul!!"
The people onlookers looked at Zhu Hailiu's cultivation, their eyes widened, and they took a deep breath.
"I didn't expect that there are actually monks who can reach Nascent Soul!!"
All the elders of the sect looked at Zhu Hailiu with surprised expressions, then heaved a long sigh, looked at Ling Zhan and smiled bitterly:
"Elder Ling, the disciples of your sect are really well hidden. I'm afraid only the Dao disciples of the Dao Sect can compare with them."
Ling Zhan just smiled lightly and said:
"A few days ago, Zhu Hailiu was only half-stepped into the Nascent Soul. By chance, he was successfully promoted to the Nascent Soul realm."
"..."
Although he said this, he could not hide his pride on his face. After all, this was the disciple with the most outstanding talent in Wuhua Que. He was the best choice in terms of character and cultivation. If he climbed to the top of the Immortal Sect this time, In time, even in the realm of Hedao, there will definitely be a place for him.
Facing Zhu Hailiu's majestic oppression, Xiao Ruoqing wiped the long sword in her hand solemnly. Sonorous——
She raised her head, her white dress fluttering and rustling in the wind, the sword in her hand lying across her body, and her cultivation level rising steadily:
"Jian Zong, Xiao Ruoqing, please fight!"
As Xiao Ruoqing said these words, it was as if a huge boulder fell on the calm lake, causing huge waves.
Sonorous——
There were dense sounds behind him, and sword sounds rang out, piercing the dusk sky.
The sky is dark, but it cannot hide the dazzling light. "Jian Zong, Mo Li, please fight! Jian Zong, Li Zijun, please fight!"
"Jianzong, Liu Qijun, please fight! Jianzong..." Xiao Ruoqing raised her head, looked at Zhu Hailiu, and chuckled:
"Zhu Hailiu, why are you standing so high?" Boom——
The long sword in his hand surged away in an instant. The night wind blew violently, and the sword energy soared into the sky. The sword went deep!
This sword pierced the last fig leaf between the two sects. In the next moment, deafening shouts and crazy roars were heard from both sides, mixed with the long-standing resentment between the two sects.
The two torrents of gray and white intertwined in an instant. Boom - bang -
The sound of explosions, the sound of swords, and the cry of killing filled the entire thirty-seventh floor.
Zhu Hailiu looked at Xiao Ruoqing, whose combat power was soaring in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips and said with a smile:
"This is somewhat interesting."
Xiao Ruoqing's small state of selflessness blossomed instantly, and she was not affected by everything around her. Looking at the strong wind drawn by Zhu Hailiu's fingertips, the long sword in her hand directly turned into an afterimage and rushed out, the purest in the world. The energy of the great avenue swirls and condenses on the surface of the sword, like a blooming lotus.
"Shua——"
Since the master has already known about her reincarnation, she no longer has anything to hide. The sword technique that was engraved in the memory of her previous life was thrust out with one sword. "Qingfeng Sword Art, First Style."
"Qing Storm Sword." Bang——
A deep cracking sound was heard in the air, and the strong wind on Zhu Hailiu's fingertips exploded in an instant. The next moment, Xiao Ruoqing appeared in front of him, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, Like a torrential downpour, mixed with terrifying aura, it instantly enveloped Zhu Hailiu's whole body.
"It seems that the innate Taoist body cannot be underestimated."
Facing Xiao Ruoqing's rain-like offensive, Zhu Hailiu snorted coldly. The floating dust in his hand moved, and the powerful spiritual energy turned into a whirlwind of water and air in front of him, sweeping away Xiao Ruoqing's sword shadow like a rainstorm. Resist them all and come down.
Ping pong——
The long sword pierced the water of spiritual energy, and every contact erupted with a harsh sound, until finally it almost became one piece and echoed in the sky.
In just two breaths of time, the two of them fought for dozens of rounds.
On the way to ascend to immortality, even the geniuses who had reached the eighty-fifth floor were silently watching the scene in front of them.
Some people's faces trembled slightly. The terrifying spiritual energy erupted above the thirty-seventh level still made even the strongest people at the peak of the Golden Core feel frightened.
"This...Xiao Ruoqing is even more troublesome than the rumors say."
"Yes, she is only in the late stage of the Golden Core. How terrifying would it be if she were half a Nascent Soul? Daozi, you must be careful with this person."
On the ninety-sixth floor, the man sitting cross-legged and resting slightly raised his eyes to look at the battle on the mountainside, and said calmly:
"Then Xiao Ruoqing doesn't have a strong foundation of strength."
"But the control of timing is beyond ordinary people's imagination. Zhu Hailiu's combat experience is also extremely rich, but it is not enough for this innate Taoist body."
"If Xiao Ruoqing's strength is half-step Nascent Soul, then Zhu Hailiu will be defeated within three rounds." The person next to him took a deep breath and said with shock in his eyes:
"Xiao Ruoqing's draw with Zhu Hailiu is understandable to my junior brother, but why was Mo Li, who was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, able to overwhelm Sun Tian who was half a step closer? This is too unimaginable... "
The Holy Son of Yuan Zong looked at the foot of the mountain solemnly, took a deep breath, and said:
"Her physique is a complete killing weapon, and her combat experience is even less compared to Xiao Ruoqing's."
"It's really hard to imagine what kind of experience it takes for a person to master combat so thoroughly."
"How did Elder Su of the Sword Sect train them?" Bang——
There was another extremely fierce collision, and the terrifying spiritual energy swept away. The figures of Mo Li and Sun Tian were both shocked and took ten steps back. Their breathing was heavier than before, but there was something in their eyes. , the harsh meaning is getting stronger and stronger.
Sun Tian looked at the woman in front of him with a ferocious expression. She was obviously only a middle-stage Jindan, but how could she be so powerful?
He looked down again, looking at the two disciples at his feet who were tearing apart almost crazily.
The fighting scene became more and more chaotic. It was no longer limited to the 37th floor. As long as there was open space on the entire Dengxian Road, there would be battles between Jian Zong and Wu Hua Que!
"Distracted?"
The moment Mo Li looked at Sun Tian in a daze, he stabbed him with the long sword in his hand.
Sword energy filled the sky, and Sun Tian hurriedly waved out a golden light, but it was still penetrated by the sword. Finally, he put his hands together and relied on the strength of half-step Nascent Soul to barely block Mo Li's attack. A sword.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Mo Li with scarlet pupils. "You bitch cousin, you are looking for death!"
Sun Tian danced his arms violently, and swung the floating dust in his hands towards Mo Li. "Dang!"
The dust and the long sword collided with everything fiercely, and the harsh sound was heard in the sky, causing ripples in circles.
boom--
Sun Tian's body flew out completely, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at the woman who looked at him with disdain.
Looking at her slightly opened red lips, there was no enchanting look on her cheeks. Her expression could not be seen clearly under the shadow of her silver hair, and only the corners of her mouth could be seen with disdain:
"A Taoist who practices close combat with a swordsman? What? Taoist priests all have dreams of close combat? It's rubbish!"
Sun Tian spurted out blood, his eyes burning with fire, and he rushed towards Mo Li desperately:
"I'm going to kill you!!"
Mo Li raised his eyebrows slightly, took a deep breath, and the long swords in his hands gathered into a line:
"Four of Swords, you know who you are with!"
The sword light surged, and in the reflection of Sun Tian's pupils, he saw a phantom that turned into several in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, a random sword stabbed towards him.
He quickly used half a step of Nascent Soul's spiritual energy to help his whole body, and flew backwards. He stabilized his body awkwardly, but his face was still heavily swollen after being hit by a sword.