Chapter six hundred and thirteen I am the only one
"Brother Shu, please try my Qiushui Sword Formation!" After saying this, Ying Yu looked like a maniac, waving his hands wildly. Suddenly, the flying swords around him sounded louder, like a mythical beast that had been imprisoned for thousands of years.
, it’s like finally seeing the light of day again.
Shu Jun remained motionless, with his eyes slightly closed, listening to the increasingly louder sounds of swords around him, with a solemn expression on his face. The Qiushui Sword Formation was indeed a formation that should not be underestimated. Although the attack had not yet been launched, the formation formed
There was a lot of pressure, but it made Shu Jun's chest feel heavy.
At present, Shu Jun not only has to deal with the Qiushui Sword Formation with all his strength, but also has to prepare for Zhao Butian's secret attack. This battle is extremely dangerous.
Thinking of this, Shu Jun clung to Yuanyi, concentrated on one point, eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind, and gradually entered the state of forgetting both things and me.
Between heaven and earth, I alone exist!
Suddenly, the surroundings were filled with light, and countless flying swords made piercing whistling sounds, attacking Shu Jun from all directions. The figures of Ying Yu and Zhao Butian had disappeared at some point, and it seemed that only the people around them were left.
Shu Jun and these endless flying swords!
"Block!" Shu Jun took a deep breath, and the yin and yang hammers in his hands danced wildly, incredibly fast. No matter which direction the flying sword came from, they were all blocked by Shu Jun's yin and yang hammers.
In a moment, the Yin and Yang hammers had smashed countless flying swords into pieces. Even so, there were still endless flying swords flying around.
Damn it! How could this happen? Are these flying swords endless? After blocking it for a long time, the flying swords around him not only did not decrease, but increased in number. Shu Jun frowned and thought about how to deal with it.
No matter what kind of formation, there is an eye. As long as you find the eye, the formation can be broken. But in the Qiushui Sword Formation that Shu Jun is in, in addition to endless flying swords,
There is nothing else. Even if Shu Jun knew clearly in his heart to find an eye to break the formation, it would be difficult to implement it.
Just when Shu Jun was at his wits' end, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Since there are only infinite flying swords in the Qiushui Sword Formation, the formation's eyes must also be on these flying swords!
Thinking of this, Shu Jun seemed to have been walking in the dark for a long time, and suddenly saw the light. The eye of the formation was right above the flying sword! With this thought, Shu Jun began to pay attention to the flying swords around him.
At this time, the battle among the others outside had also reached a fierce stage. The fighting soldiers were all exhausted, but the horn to withdraw the troops was not sounded, so they could only continue to fight.
Either you die or I die! No one knows the rules on this battlefield.
After a fierce battle, Luo Jiutian's physical strength was gradually exhausted. The monks around him looked like crazy, and their attacks became more and more fierce, especially the Twelve Shadow Killers. Once they took action, it was a killing move. If they were not careful, they would be punished on the spot.
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Fortunately, Luo Jiutian had Zhong Mo protecting him, otherwise, he would have been killed by the Twelve Shadow Killers long ago.
"Jiutian, please retreat first!" Zhong Mo frowned, and the ancient sword in his hand drew a dripping sword rain, which seemed to tear the entire sky into pieces.
Luo Jiutian said in a deep voice: "Old Zhong, you must be careful!"
Although the situation was critical, Zhong Mo still showed a smile on his face in order to reassure Luo Jiutian, "Don't worry, my body has been soaked in the resurrection spring water, and the Twelve Shadow Killers are not taken seriously by me yet!" After that!
, waved his hand, and clapped his hands with Luo Jiutian.
Suddenly, Luo Jiutian took advantage of the force and flew up, drifting backwards, away from the battlefield.
The Twelve Shadow Killers were shocked when they saw Luo Jiutian leaving the battlefield. When Bai Feng saw it in the distance, he said in surprise: "Stop him! We must not let him escape!" After saying this, he moved his body and the butterfly in his hand
The escort headed towards Luo Jiutian.
"Jiutian, be careful!" Zhong Mo exclaimed.
Luo Jiutian looked back and saw the butterfly darts all over the sky coming towards him. At that moment, he swung his flying sword and danced in a circle, blocking the wave of butterfly darts. However, this caused injuries on his body and he stepped back.
He staggered a few steps and managed to hold himself up by the flying sword in his hand.
Seeing that Bai Feng was still chasing Luo Jiutian, Zhong Mo quickly moved and chased after him. The ancient sword drew a shower of swords and blocked Bai Feng.
Bai Feng was stopped, but several men in black among the Twelve Shadow Killers were chasing Luo Jiutian. Zhong Mo was concerned about one thing and the other, and wanted to leave Bai Feng aside to block the Twelve Shadow Killers, but he didn't want to be killed by Bai Feng.
Tangled tightly and unable to escape for the time being.
"Jiutian, leave quickly!" Zhong Mo shouted, and the ancient sword in his hand attacked Bai Feng like a storm, hoping to temporarily force Bai Feng back and help Luo Jiutian.
Unfortunately, Bai Feng's cultivation level increased greatly. Although he did not attack Zhong Mo, he still blocked Zhong Mo's fierce attack. Whenever Zhong Mo wanted to retreat, Bai Feng would interfere, making it difficult for Shu Jun to escape.
For a while, Zhong Mo could only concentrate on fighting the enemy. Although he was worried about Luo Jiutian's safety, he could not do anything to help him.
Luo Jiutian's face was pale and bloodless, and all the strength in his body gradually dissipated. Seeing several men in black chasing after him, he could only step back with heavy steps. But this slow speed could not be compared.
The speed at which the man in black flies with his sword.
In the blink of an eye, the man in black had already caught up behind Luo Jiutian. Luo Jiutian did not dare to look back, so he could only use all his strength to run forward. Ahead, Luo Jiutian seemed to see the eager eyes of Sun Mouce and the eldest prince.
"Jiutian, run quickly!" the eldest prince shouted anxiously.
Luo Jiutian felt the sound of wind coming from behind. Although he wanted to speed up, the fierce fight just now had exhausted all his strength. There was a bitter smile on his face, and Luo Jiutian no longer had the slightest trace of strength on his body.
Without strength, we can only allow death to come!
A spear, braving the biting cold light, stabbed at Luo Jiutian's back. Zhong Mo's face in the distance changed greatly. He wanted to save Luo Jiutian, but he was too far away.
Just when everyone was worried about Luo Jiutian's safety, a flash of red light suddenly tore apart the gloomy and dark sky, like a fiery red meteor, falling directly behind Luo Jiutian.
Immediately afterwards, a man in black looked like a broken paper kite, spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying backwards. "If you want to kill Luo Jiutian, get past me first!" A long laugh rang out, and a man wearing red clothes rang out.
The armored man stood behind Luo Jiutian.
"Old Zhou!" Zhong Mo looked overjoyed when he saw that the person coming was Zhou Tianxuan.
Zhou Tianxuan laughed at Zhong Mo and shouted: "Old Zhong, long time no see!"
"Stop talking nonsense, kill these people first!" Zhong Mo felt relieved, put away his mind, and concentrated on dealing with Bai Feng.
Zhou Tianxuan laughed and said: "Okay! Let's kill them together!" After saying that, the red python armor on his body suddenly stretched out two iron wings, like a meat mincing machine, and rolled towards several men in black.
"Jiutian, go to the back and rest, don't come up!"
Luo Jiutian said "hmm" and was helped back by the eldest prince who rushed over.
The addition of Zhou Tianxuan immediately reversed the unfavorable situation for everyone. The red python armor has a powerful lethality. Even if the twelve shadow killers join forces, Zhou Tianxuan is not afraid.
Zhou Tianxuan was afraid that the Twelve Shadow Killers would sneak attack on Luo Jiutian and others, so he dragged the Twelve Shadow Killers back and gradually moved away.
In less than a moment, Zhou Tianxuan and Zhong Mo met together.
"Old Zhou, why did you come here by yourself?" Zhong Mo asked in confusion.
"Haha, how can I come alone!" Zhou Tianxuan said with a smile, "The Great Yan Dynasty's 100,000 troops are on the road, and they will be here in a short time! I just don't trust you, so I left the army in advance.
Came here first!"
Hearing this, Zhong Mo was overjoyed and shouted excitedly: "Old Zhou, did the Dayan Dynasty send a hundred thousand troops?"
Zhou Tianxuan smiled and said: "Old Zhong, do I dare to make this joke?"
Zhong Mo laughed and said: "Okay, okay! We will definitely win this battle!"
Zhou Tianxuan nodded and smiled, "Old Zhong, where did Shu Jun go? Why didn't I see him?" As he spoke, Zhou Tianxuan's red python armor had already killed numerous monks.
Thinking of Shu Jun, Zhong Mo's face was full of worry, "Shu Jun is trapped in Ying Yu's sword formation."
Hearing this, Zhou Tianxuan's face changed slightly. He looked in the direction of Zhong Mo's gaze and saw a space surrounded by sword shadows.
"I didn't expect that Lian Yingyu would also appear in person." Zhou Tianxuan couldn't help but sigh.
"Not only Yingyu, but also Zhao Butian is in it!" Zhong Mo's voice was filled with anxiety.
"Zhao Butian is here too?" Zhou Tianxuan raised a thick eyebrow, "No matter what time it is, as long as there is someone to take advantage of, there is almost always Zhao Butian! We really should give him some color to see!"
The flying swords filled the sky, shaking Shu Jun's eyes hard. In desperation, Shu Jun could only close his eyes, relying on his ears and experience against enemies to avoid the surrounding flying swords and Zhao Butian's sneak attack.
After several rounds, although Shu Jun avoided the flying swords flying around him, he also received several wounds on his arms. Especially Zhao Butian's sneak attack in the dark made him extremely annoyed.
Seeing that he was getting exhausted, Shu Jun quickly calmed down his mind and began to look for flaws in the Qiushui Sword Formation on the flying sword. When he saw that Shu Jun was only attacking but not defending, Ying Yu seemed to see through his inner thoughts, so he accelerated the attack.
Using the speed of his flying sword, he flew towards Shu Jun.
Suddenly, the speed of the flying swords accelerated, and the sound of the swords also increased. The flying swords came overwhelmingly, and the sharp sword energy radiated into the surrounding space. The place where Shu Jun was was turned into a storm circle.
Just when Shu Jun was wielding his yin and yang hammers, preparing to block the flying sword, Zhao Butian suddenly used his double swords and attacked from behind.
Feeling Zhao Butian's sneak attack from behind, Shu Jun had no time to turn around. The six-colored divine light lit up, circled around his fingertips, and shot out backwards. Chi! The six-colored divine light was like a rainbow across the sky, tearing apart the dazzling
The sword light met Zhao Butian's face.
Seeing Shu Jun use the six-color divine light, he was shocked. Since he was in the Qiushui Sword Formation, Zhao Butian knew in his heart that once he used Ding Qiankun, it would definitely affect Yingyu's Qiushui Sword Formation. By then, if Shu was allowed to
Jun took the opportunity to escape, but the gains outweighed the losses.
Therefore, Zhao Butian did not dare to directly attack the six-color divine light, and could only keep retreating to avoid the fierce offensive of the six-color divine light.
As soon as Zhao Butian retreated, Shu Jun temporarily put aside the danger behind him and swung his Yin and Yang hammers sharply to block the waves of flying sword attacks. At this moment, Ying Yu's figure appeared in front of him again.
"Brother Shu, it's time for you to taste the true power of the Qiushui Sword Formation!" After saying this, a strange smile appeared on Yingyu's lips. Even Shu Jun couldn't help but feel chilled after seeing it.
"Autumn Water Sword Formation, Burn the Sky and Destroy the Earth!" Suddenly, all the clothes on Shu Jun's body bulged, and wherever his hands pointed, the flying sword seemed to come alive, making a sound and trembling violently.
The entire space seemed to be about to explode. Energy was constantly pouring out, but it was unable to break through the Autumn Water Sword Formation, so it rippled like ripples on a lake.
Shu Jun's face was solemn, he tightly held the Yin and Yang hammers in his hands, his facial features were fully mobilized, and he paid attention to any changes in his surroundings.