Chapter 498: Three Swords to Reach Great Success
Wu Xi's eyes were focused, and he held the long sword across his chest. In an instant, countless internal energy rushed through the meridians and went upward through the Dantian. The internal energy bloomed like petals, and silk threads appeared in the surrounding space.
Silk fluctuations.
There is a cold ling in the east, falling lightly into the dust, and it has thirty-two petals of its own. The petals are different, and each one is a world.
The sword in my hand danced very fast, and the wind blew the sound of the sword. Although I was wearing plain clothes and a sword, under the light of the fire, it looked like I was banishing an immortal.
The petals are chirping with the cicadas, and the chilling cicadas are mournful, facing the long pavilion at night.
At the beginning of the sword, the flowers bloomed, the twilight was gentle, and the afterglow was full of flowers and cicadas chirping.
Wu Xi swung out his sword, the strong wind roared, and the fire beside him dimmed at this moment.
The war on three sides is chaotic, hundreds of thousands are rampant.
The sword flower does not fall in the cold, the cicada dawns and the moon shines brightly.
When the sword sounds, it is like the cicadas chirping against the cold wind, and the lingering flowers accompany the cold pines. Sometimes they rise again, and the cicadas chirp in the cold dew, as if the rain is coming to accompany the mountains and want to bury them.
The sword danced, the cold smoke curled up, the flowers suddenly rose, the frost flowers were like waterfalls, and the waves flowed into the green.
The cold wind blows all the way, causing the sea to rise and fall, and the traveler walks alone.
"The sword rises, the sword sounds, the sword dances." Three swords achieve great success!
The Linghua Sword Technique was at its peak at this moment. Thirty-two swords were surrounded by Linghua swordsmen as they were swung. The sword flowers gradually formed a single sword. The sword was pointed out, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Qiu Changchun's face.
Fish are leaping into the sea now, flowers are blooming in the sky on the other shore!
Qiu Changchun sneered:
"Little tricks."
After saying this, he immediately raised the long red blade and slashed it out with a slash. The sword's sword sword came in an instant, and the petals of the flowers fell off. The cicadas could be heard chirping shrilly. With no resistance, petals fell all over the sky, and all the winter plums fell to the ground.
I regret that it was only now that I understood the gap between the person in front of me and myself. It was ridiculous that I had achieved great success with three swords. Except for the last sword, I had tried my best to fight against the enemy. Unfortunately, in the end, I still failed to find a glimmer of hope.
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"How to give an explanation to those disciples who died?"
Elder Qiu waved his sword in disdain and said sarcastically:
"I have to say that your talent is so high that you and I are the number one female swordsman in this divine capital. But even if you reach the realm of Dacheng, what can you do to me?"
Wu Xi looked at the person in front of her, and her heart trembled. Everyone only knew that she, Ling Hua, had three swords, but they didn't know that the four swords were when Ling Hua bloomed, and that was the last flash in the pan.
The modest bamboo has lower-headed leaves, and the proud plum has no upward-facing flowers!
Linghua sword falls!
The firelight shines brightly like the sky, the four swords rise and fall, and a pair of transparent wings flutter in the flower.
I have a clear heart, and I can illuminate thousands of mountains and rivers!
Qiu Changchun finally changed his expression. He could naturally feel that this ordinary Linghua contained huge power of true energy. Holding the knife across his chest, in an instant, countless internal energy poured into the blade.
Make it glow red.
Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared behind Wu Xi. He punched out, knocking Qiu Changchun back several steps. He immediately turned his fist into a palm and grasped the Linghua that was flashing in the sky out of thin air. He forcefully held the Linghua that was about to bloom.
In your hands, until nothingness!
In an instant!
Wu Xi spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the entire skirt of his clothes red. It suddenly stopped, allowing the original vitality to flow back into itself from the soaring flower in the sky. Although some damage to the meridians was inevitable, there was no fear of life in the end.
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Qiu Changchun's retreating steps suddenly stopped, and he raised his head and took a closer look. Sure enough, apart from the Great Elder, he was the only person with such cultivation in the capital of the Divine Realm.
"Long time no see, Hall Master Lu."
With a century-old tradition, three hundred disciples, three thousand disciples, and more than ten knights, the master of the Zhenwu Hall is the pinnacle of the divine realm.
The leader of the Zhenwu Hall has arrived in person. This battle must not continue! It’s time to leave. When you return, you have to meet up with the large army of the Divine Cult and discuss it separately.
Lu Chengsan was facing a formidable enemy. He turned around and realized that talking too much was of no use, so he stopped staying here. He moved his body skills to the extreme and retreated into the mountains and forests.
I was very puzzled when I heard that it was the hall master who came in person. Before I could say anything, I heard Lu Chengsan say: "Go back and join the Zhenwu disciples first."
"yes."
But he saw Li Dazhong running from behind, with a serious look of worry on his face. Mud was also covered with tears on his face, hands and body, so he didn't look embarrassed.
"Hall Master, Great Elder, I have buried the disciples who died in the battle under the ground. This is their badge."
But the fair boy wiped his dirty hands on his clothes, carefully took out a piece of cloth from his clothes, opened it, and handed it to Lu Chengsan. Although he was dirty all over his body, he didn't make it dirty at all.
Everyone said in silence, the fair boy's eyes were bloodshot and red, and he clasped his hands tightly, but lowered his head and said nothing. All he could hear was a snapping sound, and tears fell onto the gravel on the ground, causing a stream of tears.
Wu Xi didn't say anything, he just smoothed the fair boy's hair.
This is war, there is no immortality!
On the way back to rendezvous, the fair boy still had the battle before his eyes. When he was pushed away by the great elder, he became more and more confused. There must be something fishy about this matter. If you really want to train me, why should you let me hide far away?
Li Hongzhi's position on the top of the mountain could barely see clearly the direction of the great elder and the disciples. When he saw the great elder being crushed in the battle and the disciples dying, he could no longer hold back the urge to jump forward.
He went to join the war, but in the end, reason defeated sensibility. If he went, there would be only one more corpse. He would go back to the main army and tell everyone.
Just when Li Hongxin turned around and stood up, he saw the hall master standing behind him, patted his shoulder, and then disappeared into the forest, appearing where Wu Xi and Qiu Changchun were fighting.
The fair young man thought for a while and told Wu Xi about the matter.
My eyes flashed for a moment, and I regained my composure in a moment. I don’t know what I was thinking. Maybe I was still feeling the hall master’s exhaustive plan.
Lu Chengsan's spiritual consciousness was naturally aware of the movements of the fair boy. After he finished speaking, he suddenly said: "Now in the name of suppressing the rebellion, the army of the divine religion has marched into Di Rong in large numbers. They have been invincible along the way. Now there are hundreds of people left behind Di Rong.
Here, you were defeated in the wilderness. After this battle, you will finally reach great success, so you must guard this place."
Wu Xi looked far away in the direction of the Wilderness City and the Divine Religion, and remained silent for a long time, but the perseverance in his eyes was enough to explain everything.
Lu Chengsan shook his head slightly and stopped talking when he saw what was happening. He walked forward quickly, and Wu Xi, dressed in plain clothes and wearing a sword, followed closely behind.
The rivers and lakes are small, and the rivers and lakes are also very close.
The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and once I enter the world, time rushes me.
In the chat and laughter of Huangtu Hegemon, life is a drunken experience.
He held his sword while riding astride and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away in fright.
Things in the world are like tides and people are like water. Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return.
Looking back today, this lush green tree has grown into a towering tree.
At the time of entering the world, a world is growing old.
A new generation comes out of the country, and a new generation replaces the old.