The name of the sword is Shen Shui, and Shen Shui has no fragrance. The Shen Shui Sword pursues life ruthlessly. I don’t know how many enemy souls died under this sword. But today, this sword did not take the life of the enemy, but the life of one of my disciples.
The old man's face was ghastly and terrifying, and his inner energy was concentrated on the sword body, and a one-inch-long white sword light spread out from the broken place. ∽↗∽↗ Condensing Qi into a sword, there are not many people in the Sword Palace who can reach this level.
In addition to the sect leader Qiu Xiangguang, only three elders of Sword Palace can reach this level. The old man in front of him is Xie Changliu, one of the three elders of Sword Palace.
Xie Changliu, Qi Changguang, and He Changsheng are the three oldest existing elders of the Sword Palace. The three of them have long since stopped caring about worldly affairs because of their old age. Even the younger disciples of the Sword Palace rarely know their identities.
However, this does not mean that they are not strong enough. Since Qiu Xiangguang took charge, these three elders have retreated behind the scenes. Some choose to wander, some choose to retreat, and some choose to disappear into the crowd. For example, Xie Changliu can transform into a sword.
He was an inconspicuous handyman in the Sword Palace. Except for Qiu Xiangguang and a few other people who knew his identity, no one knew that this taciturn old man turned out to be the respected elder of the Sword Palace.
The biting murderous aura centered on Xie Changliu and spread in all directions, like a large invisible net covering the entire Huijian Hall. There were no other Jian Palace disciples in the Huijian Hall, only Ji Feihua stood there quietly, she
His eyes were as deep as the sea, standing proudly, with his hands behind his back, looking at the sinking sword in Xie Changliu's hand, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, not sarcastic, but not showing the slightest fear.
Although the edge of the sinking sword was cut off by Ji Feihua, the sword light generated by the internal force made the sword shine brightly, and the sinking sword bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.
Xie Chang's sword flowed out extremely slowly, but the sinking sword was as light as nothing in his hand. The sword's light bloomed like petals five feet away from Ji Feihua, and they transformed into clumps.
Thousands of dazzling lights and shadows shrouded Ji Feihua's body, and her speed increased dozens of times in an instant. The sword lights transformed into straight and cold trajectories while traveling at high speed.
Ji Feihua sighed softly, then stretched out her right hand, and unexpectedly penetrated the sword light that chased souls and killed people. After taking action, thousands of rays of light instantly returned to a line, and Shen Shui was still clamped by two fingers.
The sword and body spun like a top, and before Xie Changliu could take back the sinking sword, it hit his chest heavily with his shoulder.
Xie Changliu could no longer hold the sinking sword in his hand. His chest felt like being hit by a heavy hammer. He groaned and flew up upside down. Xie Changliu reacted extremely quickly. When Ji Feihua hit his chest, he had already taken a breath.
The entire chest was sunk in to cushion Ji Feihua's powerful impact. Even so, he was still a step slower. He was surprised at the opponent's speed. He was so young and how could he have such strong strength.
After Xie Changliu was knocked away, he changed his body shape one after another in the air, firstly to buffer Ji Feihua's impact, and secondly, so as not to fall too embarrassingly in front of all the Sword Palace disciples. The Sword Palace disciples outside had already arranged themselves
However, when he saw Xie Changliu coming out of the sword formation, he hurriedly dodged to both sides. As a result, the originally formed formation suddenly changed.
But before his body hit the ground, Ji Feihua was already following him with the sinking sword he had just snatched, and slashed Xie Changliu's throat with the sword.
Before Xie Changliu had time to react, the cold sword blade had cut through his throat, splitting his head and body into two. Ji Feihua raised his foot and kicked Xie Changliu's body down, then raised his sinking sword and slapped him on the ground.
On top of Xie Changliu's head, the head flew toward the crowd like a meteor. A Sword Palace disciple who couldn't dodge was hit head-on. His brains burst out after the collision, and he died.
Ji Feihua regarded these irrelevant human lives as nothing, and was completely indifferent to their deaths. At this time, she heard Hu Xiaotian's roar and cast her eyes towards the sword sharpening platform in front of her. The hundreds of Sword Palace disciples below her raised their long swords.
The swords quickly formed an array below, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of Ji Feihua's lips. The sinking sword in his hand shook, and a cold invisible sword energy was inspired, slashing into the crowd, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and screams were heard
One after another, Ji Feihua said coldly: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!" She placed her right foot on the head of a Sword Palace disciple, and her body rose into the air again.
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the front: "Ten thousand swords are firing!"
The group of Sword Palace disciples who were frightened out of their wits by Ji Feihua immediately calmed down after hearing this shout. Fifty Sword Palace disciples raised their crossbows. What was placed on their crossbows was not a crossbow arrow, but a crossbow.
A thin sword with a sharp handle. This kind of thin sword has a strange shape. It has no hilt, but has tail feathers at the end of the sword body. Three thin and sharp feather swords are stacked together. When the crossbow is triggered, the three swords are fired in unison.
One hundred and fifty feather swords shot through the air. The disciples responsible for shooting the feather swords were well-trained and cooperated tacitly. The feather swords they shot blocked Ji Feihua's path from all angles.
Ji Feihua frowned slightly, and the sinking sword in her hand was like a dragon. A long silver chain was drawn around her body. The long chain rotated and transformed into a silver vortex. The feather sword that was shot at her was attracted by an invisible suction force.
Pulled, they all changed their directions and threw themselves into the silver vortex. Suddenly, the light burst brightly, and more than a hundred feather swords changed their directions and shot out from the silver vortex, like flowers raining down from the sky towards the newly formed sword formation below.
"Come together!" The disciples of the Sword Palace below have already formed their formation in a short time. The swords in the hands of more than a hundred Sword Palace disciples are waving in the wind and rain, and the light and shadow are swirling like umbrellas, blocking the rain of flowers in the sky. Although
In this way, there were still more than ten Sword Palace disciples who did not dodge in a hurry and were shot dead on the spot by the reflected feather sword.
After one row of feather swords was fired, the second round of feather swords was shot at Ji Feihua again.
Although Ji Feihua’s martial arts is high,
However, in the face of the opponent's successive attacks, he had to slow down and counterattack the feather sword. His feet landed lightly on the ground. The sword formation of nearly five hundred people had been arranged. The owner of the sword palace, Qiu Xiangguang, held a sword in his hand.
The ancient sword stood quietly on the Tianshu position, with a sinister gaze covering Ji Feihua, and said in a deep voice: "What a powerful skill, try the Sword Net Tianluo Formation of my Sword Palace!"
The Sword Net Tianluo Formation is the largest formation in the Sword Palace. The sword formation consists of a total of 540 people, with 36 people in the inner formation, 72 in the second level, 144 in the third level, and 280 in the outer formation.
Eight, from the inside to the outside, it is also called the sun, moon, star, and chen. This formation is the one with the largest number of people and the most powerful power in the Sword Palace. Qiu Xiangguang has made great progress in swordsmanship since he succeeded the sect leader.
Generally speaking, because the Sword Palace no longer has the Seven Heaven-Destroying Swords, he has put the most effort into the formations. The complicated sword formations are indispensable for the Sword Palace to be as powerful as it is today.
Ji Feihua looked at the undulating sword blades around her, and her heart aroused great pride. Before the challenge, her long-dormant fighting spirit began to slowly awaken.
Ren Tianqing looked at Hu Xiaotian's thunderous punch, with a mysterious smile on his face. He still stood there, not dodging. Hu Xiaotian's punch tore the air, and the surrounding snowflakes followed the wave-like air to the surroundings.
Flying away in all directions. The power is terrifying. This fist can split mountains and rocks, and can cut off rivers. Hu Xiaotian's fist is still two feet away from Ren Tianqing, and the invisible fist force has arrived first. The fist has not touched Ren Tianqing, but Ren Tianqing is already like a piece of
The light feathers fly leisurely.
Hu Xiaotian's power failed and hit Ren Tianqing behind him, rapidly decaying in the void.
Hu Xiaotian knew from the beginning that Ren Tianqing had an invisible layer of body-protecting Qi outside his body. He thought that his fist power would collide with the opponent's Qi head-on, and there would be an earth-shattering movement. However, he never expected that the fist power had just touched Ren Tianqing's body.
With the strong energy outside his body, he floated away like a feather, without exerting any effort at all. Hu Xiaotian took a step forward, stepped heavily on the bluestone ground with his right foot, slightly bent his knees, and with the help of the rebound force of the ground, his body rose up from the ground.
, flew up to a height of four feet, and then swooped down like an eagle, breaking through the wind and snow, and punched Ren Tianqing on the top of his head.
The previous situation happened again. The fist strength could not break through Ren Tianqing's body-protecting energy at all, but this time he was like a ball that had been filled with strength, falling to the ground at high speed, landing on the ground and then quickly ejected into the air. Hu Xiaotian watched helplessly.
Seeing that Ren Tianqing had surpassed his own height, he was guarding against Ren Tianqing's counterattack when he saw Ren Tianqing make a graceful turn in the air, gliding towards the south like a big bird.
Hu Xiaotian shouted: "Where to go?" In fact, he didn't need to use such a loud voice, but his purpose was to let Ji Feihua know his position, point his toes on the sword sharpening platform, use the flying control technique, and follow Ren Tianqing to glide
Chase away in the direction.
Ji Feihua heard Hu Xiaotian's shout. At this time, her attention was on the sword array in front. She saw the sword lights standing up suddenly in front of her, like waves suddenly rising on the calm sea. The sword lights formed a
The wave was three feet high and swept toward Ji Feihua.
Layers of sword light, a shocking and magnificent offensive, Qiu Xianguang, the owner of the Sword Palace, shouted: "The stars are changing!"
Times change, seas change, and often in a person's thoughts, Qiu Xiangguang wants to kill Ji Feihua in the shortest possible time.
Ji Feihua, however, concentrated on observing the rolling sword formation. The Sword Palace's Sword Net Tianluo Formation was indeed worthy of its reputation. It was overwhelming like a raging wave, attacking her with a devastating force. Compared with the huge sword formation,
, Ji Feihua is just a lonely little boat. The stormy waves composed of sword light spread out their ferocious giant kisses, trying to tear the little boat into pieces.
When the huge wave of sword light rose to its highest point and slapped downwards, Ji Feihua finally started to move... (To be continued.)
