"Junior Sister Mingqi, your subordinates are quite popular." Mei Wuque was also quite amused. In the past, when we competed, except for a few cases where the grievances were obvious and tit-for-tat started, most of them would be polite to each other. After all,
It's just that the six of them competed for the right to use the Thirteen Peaks of the Flying Scorpion for just thirty years. After thirty years, the Thirteen Peaks of the Flying Scorpion still belong to their respective owners.
Those who were invited like the Lotus clone were just to act as thugs. They should contribute their share of the effort, but less of them would sacrifice their lives.
The seemingly ordinary person in front of me is not an ordinary crazy person. He wants to challenge one of the best among the thirteen people.
"Senior Brother Tu Xingyun recommended it to me, and his tone is really quite good." Ming Qi had some friendship with Tu Xingyun, but he didn't have a good impression of the Lotus clone who was not easy to control and had little contact with.
"Since this person is not very respectful to Junior Sister Mingqi, then as a brother, there is no need to be polite to him. Fellow Daoist Zhang, you will have a fight with him, life or death." Mei Wuque still looked as graceful as before,
When it comes to the life and death of the lotus clone, it seems like it is just a trivial matter.
"That's fine!" Zhang Yuan stepped out of the boat and stood in mid-air. His robes were blowing in the wind, his beard and hair were fluttering, and he looked quite a bit fairy-like.
The Lotus clone's face remained normal from beginning to end, and his body moved without any unnecessary movement. He made a move in the air with his left hand, and the clouds roared in the sky, forming a flying sword in his hand.
At this time, there were shadows in the void, and there seemed to be countless human figures forming. The lotus clone was walking on the ground in the void, and the long sword in his hand just pointed at Zhang Yuan in the void. The gradually indifferent figure was like an immortal guiding the way, and the sword energy was misty and came out of the dust.
Mei Wuque and others, who had just been preparing to make some jokes to liven up the atmosphere, suddenly changed their expressions. The eyes of everyone present were attracted by this sword flying from the sky.
As soon as the lotus clone took action, there was nothing in the world between heaven and earth that could suppress the ethereal yet domineering sword.
Zhang Yuan's face was solemn. He stretched out his hand and made a move. Eight balls of thunder light flashed in the void. Dragons and snakes were moving inside. There seemed to be thunder pythons rolling in the eight balls of thunder light.
From the group of thunder and light, eight beasts with lion heads and python bodies came out covered in thunder and lightning, surrounding Zhang Yuan in all directions, forming a magnificent formation.
"His...roar..."
The roars of pythons and lions came one after another, and the sound waves vibrated, forming circles of ripples. The connection between these ripples was so ingenious that the water in the city was tumbling to the sky, with the eight beasts with lion heads and python bodies as the center.
, forming a huge Bagua diagram.
The water curtains are connected to the sky and the earth. Facing the huge rotating Bagua diagram, the shadow of the lotus clone becomes more and more indifferent. It is still just holding a long sword and coming from the east with one sword.
Among the other phantoms, one gathered towards the lotus clone at an extremely slow speed. It merged with the lotus clone, and the sword in the hand of the lotus clone seemed to have an inexplicable aura.
At the same time, countless other phantoms gathered towards the lotus clone one after another. Like a flood of water, they poured into the Bagua diagram from all directions.
"Hiss...roar..." The sound waves roared by the beast with the head of a python and the body of a lion shook in circles. The sound waves could crack gold and penetrate stone. The less powerful monks on the boat under the void were at this moment
They couldn't help but their expressions changed slightly. The sound waves that hit their ears seemed to tear people's brains apart, causing a stabbing pain in their brains. Zhang Yuan's Bagua Python Lion Roaring Formation has become famous outside Fei Scorpion Island over the years.
, it seems that his magical power has become more and more perfect now. He is still affected by it outside the formation, let alone the enemies who fall into the formation.
It's just that at this time, the cultivators were not very clear about the sword cultivator's method. The sword intention was solid and not leaked out at all. Even though they had experienced hundreds of battles, they couldn't tell the origin. It looked just ordinary.
A sword struck out in an unusual trajectory, as if it was flying from the sky. Except for the faint accident of the sword, the spectators outside could not even feel how much threat the sword intention could bring.
Compared to the mighty Eight Diagrams Python Lion Roar Formation formed by eight python-headed lion-body beasts, this elegant sword seems to be too thin, just let the sound of thunder roll that is enough to shake mountains and crack rocks, stirring up the heaven and earth.
.The phantoms poured into the formation as always, converging on the phantoms of the lotus clones.
The sword broke through sound waves one after another, getting closer and closer to Zhang Yuan.
Outsiders could not feel the terror of this sword, but Zhang Yuan was shaken in his heart at this moment. No matter how many attacks he made, the opponent's ordinary sword could break through all his changes, and always pointed the sword directly at him.
The key point is that under those phantoms, even his formation cannot restrain him. The more phantoms the sword gathers, the thicker the ethereal sword intention becomes, even making his formation unable to restrain it.
There is a feeling of being overwhelmed.
At this time, the opponent still struck his body with a sword without any hindrance.
Puff puff puff... The Bagua diagram formed by the thunder and lightning sound waves was broken one after another under the ordinary sword edge. Zhang Yuan could even feel that the sword intention was getting closer and closer, and even his body felt a sense of joy.
was torn apart.
"Fellow Taoist, please stop, I'll give you the Golden Que True Thunder." When the sword edge broke through Zhang Yuan's several life-saving magical powers, he was already close at hand. Zhang Yuan, who was feeling cold all over, roared in fear, stretched out his hand and waved,
A three-foot-tall golden tree flew towards the lotus clone, and the golden thunder power inside made the branch shine with golden light.
The lotus clone stretched out his hand and took the piece of golden wood into his hand. The sword's edge was fixed. When everyone came back to their senses, they found that the lotus clone's body was still outside the formation. They didn't know whether it was the lotus clone that had just entered the formation or not.
Just a shadow.
"My Taoist friend has great supernatural powers. I am Zhang Yuan. I am willing to bow down to you. I don't know how to call you." Zhang Yuan collected his formation, raised his hands and bowed to the lotus clone. At this time, most of his robes were soaked with cold sweat. Just now, if
If he hadn't responded in time, he might have been torn apart by the unparalleled sword intent. Fortunately, the man in front of him was only interested in his Jinque True Thunder and had no intention of killing, otherwise this time it would be really dangerous.
"Wu Ming, I'm offended." The long sword in the hand of the Lotus clone disappeared into smoke, and it was still the same as before, with an expressionless face, no joy or anger, and no arrogance of a conqueror.
The Lotus clone swayed and stood behind Ming Qi again.
At this time, Mei Wuque, even Ming Qi and other talents took a breath of air. They originally thought that the Lotus clone was an arrogant person and planned to let Zhang Yuan teach the Lotus clone a profound lesson. Unexpectedly, his strength ranked among the best among the thirteen people in the group.
Zhang Yuan was actually forced into a desperate situation by the opponent. If he took the initiative to give up a large number of golden thunder trees that had accumulated the golden thunder, I am afraid that his skills would be different at this time.
At this time, when everyone looked at the expressionless face of the Lotus clone, they did not feel that the other person was arrogant, but that there seemed to be nothing in his eyes except the way of the sword.