Chapter 42 Underworld Attack, Dao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen
"Jian Yi?" Wushuang was stunned for a moment, always feeling that the name was full of perfunctory, but still nodded: "I remember it, I feel that I will be able to take your sword easily soon!"
"Well, come on." Mo Changsheng said perfunctorily, and casually slashed with his sword. If he had to force him to add a name, Wushuang would take it seriously. He is worthy of being comparable to Lei Wujie in some aspects.
Song Yan looked back at this scene and wanted to laugh a little. Wushuang said that at best he was innocent, at worst he was stupid. The key point was that he was straightforward and had no idea what it meant to offend someone.
Just like Lu Yuzhai, he was scolded every day, but he didn't get angry to death because he was so good at cultivating his energy.
"Real person..." Song Yan thought about it, and planned to ask Mo Changsheng to bid farewell to Wushuang, but she saw Mo Changsheng suddenly making magic tricks with his hands and muttering in his mouth.
Then he looked at the sky in the distance and said: "Purple Qi is coming from the east, with the appearance of an emperor, Fellow Daoist Song, it seems that a distinguished guest is coming to Wushuang City."
"What do you mean, real person?" Song Yan replied in surprise.
There are very few people in the world who can be called like an emperor, and they all sit in the position of the head of that country. Could it be that the person from Tianqi City is coming from Mo Changsheng's remarks?
"You will know in a few days." Mo Changsheng smiled and said nothing, then calculated the time and said: "Fellow Daoist Song, I have been coming to your Wushuang City for a while, and I am ready to leave today."
"Why are you so anxious? You can stay for a while longer." Song Yan replied, but if she didn't really hope that Mo Changsheng would stay, that would be a mistake.
"No need, I have something else to do." Mo Changsheng smiled lightly and looked at Wushuang before leaving: "Become a swordsman soon. I want to see you use that Ming Dynasty Suzaku to ask me about the sword."
"Yes, it won't be long!"
Wushuang nodded, with expectation in his eyes.
After saying these words, Mo Changsheng floated away, seemingly soaring upwards at an extremely fast speed. Even a heavenly master like Song Yanhui couldn't help but be surprised.
"Is this the step of stepping on the clouds and riding the wind?!"
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"It's raining……"
Outside Mo Changsheng's body, there was a golden lion lying on his back. Raindrops fell, but they were all bounced away.
But soon, his eyes were attracted by a figure in the distance, and the golden lion dispersed, blending into the misty sky, leaving only one sentence: "Finally here."
Not long after, the rain stopped and the wind stopped, but soon, the cold wind howled, and the mountains and rivers seemed to be instantly covered with a layer of frost. A beautiful figure in white came over, holding a sword exuding cold air.
"What an iron horse Binghe! What a Xueyue Sword Immortal!"
That beautiful figure in white clothes was none other than Li Hanyi, and opposite her, several figures stood side by side, each of them possessing an astonishing aura.
One of them, seeing Li Hanyi approaching, swung his sword and struck out with overwhelming force. Li Hanyi also struck out with a sword, with the force of an iron horse trampling through the wasteland. The swords collided and the pavilion collapsed instantly behind him.
"Thank you for your seven swords." Li Hanyi looked at this person with a chill in his eyes. At the same time, he looked at a figure holding an umbrella in the distance and murmured: "Su Muyu."
In addition to them, there were three figures, who were now behind Li Hanyi. Their faces were covered with black scarves, and their eyes revealed a bit of sinisterness.
"It's really rare for Anhe and Tang Sect to join forces like this." Li Hanyi sneered.
"Have you seen it yet?" An old voice sounded from behind.
"The three elders of the Tang clan, Tang Yin, Tang Chai, and Tang Yueluo. Except for Mr. Tang, the only three elders of the Tang clan's elder generation are all going to die here today. It is a pity."
Li Hanyi sighed softly. As one of the Beili Sword Immortals, she was very confident in her own strength. Of course, this was the confidence she gained time and time again.
No one present is weak, and their cultivation has reached the peak of the heavenly realm. However, although their cultivation is comparable to hers, the gap between them can be seen from whether they can be rated as "immortal"
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The three old men took off their face scarves, revealing their gray hair. The leader, Tang Yin, sneered: "Li Hanyi, what you said is too arrogant." ωωw..net
"Arrogant?" Li Hanyi raised his sword and said with a smile, "They are just the two heads of the Anhe family and the three elders of the Tang clan."
"Just kill him!"
"Sword up!" Li Hanyi yelled angrily, and the iron horse Binghe suddenly flew up. She also jumped up, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and chopped off the head of the three elders of the Tang clan.
But at the critical moment, a sword... no, an umbrella stood in front of them.
The oil-paper umbrella collided with the Iron Horse Glacier Sword, and the umbrella body collapsed in an instant. The entire oil-paper umbrella exploded like a flower, and seventeen sharp blades spurted out, coquettishly and beautifully.
"This swordsmanship is a bit strange." Mo Changsheng was hiding in the dark. It was not the time for him to take action now, but Su Muyu's sword control method made him a little curious.
The light in his eyes was flowing, and every detail was seen in his eyes, and he was constantly deducing it in his mind, as if he was trying to restore Su Muyu's swordsmanship.
But just as he was deducing, the situation in the field changed drastically. A figure in black robe appeared. He is the current patriarch of Anhe and the most powerful person in Anhe.
Half-step fugue!
His appearance broke Li Hanyi's original advantage. With one push of his palm, he broke Li Hanyi's sword and knocked her away.
Then, without giving her a chance to react, he bullied her again and threatened to take her life.
"Stop!" "Stop!" "Stop!"
But at this moment, three loud shouts came from far and near. At the same time, a red wooden sword suddenly shot out of the air, with peach blossoms flying. It was incredibly beautiful, yet extremely cruel.
"Here we come." Mo Changsheng's eyes lit up, he stretched out, and took out the plum sword from its sheath. He stood on a low mountain, looking at the flying purple clothes in the distance, and was ready to take action at any time.
"Little fairy, I miss you so much."
A warm voice sounded in Li Hanyi's ears. She was being held in the arms of a handsome man in purple robes. There was blood on the corner of her mouth, but she could only see the man in front of her.
"You're not young anymore." Li Hanyi seemed to have thought of something, his face flushed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel even more fairy-like.
"Tao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen?" Su Changhe looked at the two people flirting and said inappropriately.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, Zhao Yuzhen, who was originally looking proud of his face, immediately darkened. When he thought that it was this person who injured Li Hanyi, he became angrier and angrier. He shouted softly: "How dare you hurt my little boy?"
Fairy, let’s see if I don’t beat you until your parents don’t recognize you!”
Then he pointed his sword towards the sky and swung his right hand at the mahogany sword. The mahogany sword suddenly turned into dozens of handles: "There is a saying in Buddhism that all appearances are false."
"What did the Taoist say?" Su Muyu looked at the peach wood sword flying in the sky, and then looked at the eighteen swords he controlled, and couldn't help but ask.
"Every appearance, except for little fairies, is false." Zhao Yuzhen raised his eyebrows, "I said so!"
"I am the Tao!" Zhao Yuzhen suddenly waved his hand, and the thirty-six swords were pressed down on everyone's heads, but they did not hit them, but just surrounded them heavily.
"you are great!"
Mo Changsheng gave a thumbs up in the dark, feeling that the Tao the ancestors of Qingcheng Mountain have been praying for all their lives but cannot find is you, and they still worship you every day.
However, he also expressed his understanding of wanting to show off his power in front of his lover. After all, he had not seen Li Hanyi for more than ten years. It was a rare opportunity for a hero to save a beauty in this meeting. How about showing off his skills?
The boundless sword formation soared into the sky, endlessly revolving around the world, covering everyone in Anhe. However, Su Changhe was still half-stepping into a fugue, not much worse than Zhao Yuzhen. He cooperated with Su Muyu and others to tear out a hole and give it to the three elders of the Tang Sect.
Created a glimmer of opportunity.
The rainstorm pear blossom needles were shot out in an instant, with silver and dangerous light shining on them, all aimed at Li Hanyi.
"Little fairy!"
Zhao Yuzhen shouted angrily, but by now it was too late, and with Su Changhe and others delaying him, it was impossible to rush over.
"Ding ding..."
However, a golden light suddenly emitted, and a golden lion with a height of several feet suddenly appeared in front of Li Hanyi. None of the twenty-seven rainstorm pear blossom needles could hurt her.
"Brother, don't just think about being a hero. You have to run when you need to. You see, if I don't come, my sister-in-law's life will be difficult to save." A slightly lazy voice sounded in the void, followed by a golden lion.
In front of him, a figure slowly walked out, holding a dark sword in his hand.
"Junior brother!" Zhao Yuzhen said in surprise, and he breathed a sigh of relief. If Mo Changsheng came a little later, he would really regret it for the rest of his life.
"The Immortal Sword Immortal!"
The expressions of Su Changhe and others suddenly changed drastically. A Xueyue Sword Immortal and a Dao Sword Immortal were difficult enough to deal with. Now, even Mo Changsheng, who is known as the number one person in Beili Tianjing, is here. Tonight's show
It seems that the mission of hunting down the Sword Immortal is hopeless.