Chapter 659 The Power of the Sword Formation

Baiyan Restaurant trains the strong, and the latest four items are added: spells, body training, sword control, and sword formation. Because Gu Yan'er woke up from a coma, although there were not many treasures in her storage ring, and there was not even a low-level flying sword, in order to train the masters of Baiyan Restaurant, she still took the time to refine it herself Dozens of flying swords were handed over to dozens of experts with the highest qualifications.

Sword array!

It was taught by Ji Jimei, who formulated four combined fencing formations: two-person sword formation, four-element sword formation, eight-element sword formation, and ten-direction Zhoutian sword formation.

Since Tang Xiu needed a group of masters to accompany him constantly, Gu Yan'er personally ordered that all ten masters who practiced the Ten Directions Zhoutian Sword Formation be sent over.

And at this moment.

When the evil monk from the Western Regions discovered that Mo Awu's eleven had sacrificed flying swords, his eyes lit up instantly. However, after he tried his best to push Miao Wentang and Shao Mingzhen back, not only did he not take the initiative to attack, nor did he rush towards Mo Awu and the others. Instead, he quickly sprinkled a handful of ash, then turned around and rushed towards the distance .

"Escaped?"

Miao Wentang and Shao Mingzhen looked at each other, and when they turned around and saw the flying sword held by the Mo Awu Eleven, they frowned slightly, because they were sure that the Mo Awu Eleven did not carry long swords. But now, they are holding flying swords. Could it be that they have the legendary space rings on their bodies?

Eleven flying swords.

This is something they dare not imagine. After all, they are very familiar with the situation in the modern monastic circle. The number of cultivators is very small and the number of cultivators is extremely small. Who can take out eleven flying swords and hand them over to his subordinates at the same time?

"Mr. Miao, do you want to chase me or not?"

Mo Awu stepped in front of the two and asked.

Miao Wentang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Forget it! The evil monks in the Western Regions are too powerful, and they haven't used their endless means, and the two bloodthirsty ancient bats haven't even appeared. Not his opponent. Let's go find Tang Xiu, that golden-armored corpse has a terrifying aura, I'm afraid he is not the opponent of the golden-armored corpse."

A few minutes later.

The evil monk from the Western Regions had already fled for more than ten miles. When he realized that there were no pursuers behind him, he dodged and rushed into a forest. When his figure stopped under a towering tree, the expression on that old face was uncertain. He is not afraid of Miao Wentang, Shiva has already told him the details of Miao Wentang.

In addition, the middle-aged man who shot at him with Miao Wentang, he has no fear, because the strength of the opponent and Miao Wentang are between Zhongbo, if he uses his hole card, the explosion will definitely shock the two of them. kill.

But……

The appearance of those eleven flying swords, however, erupted in his heart like a thunderstorm, shocking him to the point of fear. Eleven flying swords! The people who used it were still eleven ascetics who had barely broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage. What does this mean? It shows that the young man who just went to hunt down the corpse of the golden armor is absolutely terrifying, and even behind him, there may be a very terrifying force.

The unknown is the scariest!

He thinks he understands the current situation in the monastic world very well, but suddenly discovers an unknown force with countless flying swords, which scares him. He is cunning by nature, low-key and cautious, and always acts after planning. Of course, it is also very appropriate to describe him as timid.

"What the hell are they...?"

Tang Xiu's face once again appeared in the mind of the evil monk in the Western Regions. All the eleven ascetics who sacrificed their flying swords just now obeyed his orders, which shows that his status is absolutely very high.

"It is necessary to find out the details of the other party, know the enemy and know ourselves, in order to measure the degree of danger after the shot."

"The flying sword must be obtained, but the right timing must be found. Killing and seizing treasures must be done cleanly and beautifully, leaving no future troubles."

"I hope...the Golden Armored Corpse can escape alive."

The evil monk from the Western Regions grabbed a string of Buddhist beads and prayed silently while fingering them. Jin Jia Li Zong is a powerful character who came out of an ancient tomb in an evil place in the Western Regions. He has fought against him for nearly a hundred years. Although they have been fighting all the time, when facing the enemy, they have always been in the same hatred, and they have joined forces to defend against the enemy many times, which can be regarded as establishing a special bond.

Longquan Bay, above the largest swamp. Tang Xiu held the blood-drinking dagger in his backhand. Every time he swung it, there would be streaks of knife light. The body of the golden armored corpse was extremely hard. White imprint. Only where the corpse of Jin Jiarui had been doused with corpse water, the light of the saber would cause him some damage.

"Golden Armored Corpse, you can't escape. It's your best choice to be obedient and capture him." Tang Xiu's fighting spirit was high, and the Golden Armored Corpse kept dodging.

The golden-armored corpse's eyes were red, full of hatred and dodging, and only occasionally seized the opportunity to fight back once or twice. His speed is fast, and Tang Xiu's speed is not much slower. The most important thing is that Tang Xiu's actual combat experience is extremely rich, and every time his attack trajectory seems to be detected by Tang Xiu in advance.

"who are you?"

The golden armored corpse roared angrily.

Tang Xiu sneered and said, "You don't need to worry about who I am. What I can tell you is that as long as you choose to let go, not only will I not kill you, but I will also give you a great opportunity. However, I want the meteorite spirit on your body .”

The golden-armored corpse was very aggrieved. His speed was not much faster than Tang Xiu, and his strength was not much stronger than Tang Xiu. What made him most depressed was that his sharp claws swept Tang Xiu's body, but Tang Xiu took a It didn't cause any harm, and he even wondered whether Tang Xiu was a human being, and why his physical strength reached such a terrifying state?

call out! call out! call out! call out!

One after another figures rushed towards them like lightning, and after seeing those figures, the golden armored corpse had a bad feeling in his heart. It stands to reason that the evil monks in the Western Regions are very powerful, so even if they can't kill all of them Kill, you won't be killed, right? With the evil monks from the Western Regions around, how could they rush over so quickly?

"Blood sea!"

The golden armored corpse finally used his hole card, and as his sharp claws tore open his eyebrows, a drop of golden blood shot out instantly. In just a second or two, the drop of golden blood burst open, forming a tumbling The surging tide of red blood.

Tang Xiu keenly sensed the terrifying energy contained in the blood tide, and he remained calm in the face of danger. He sneered and said, "Golden Armored Corpse, I think you won't cry when you see the coffin. That's fine, let me break your ultimate move."

Yu Lei Jue!

The blood-drinking dagger was pointed directly at the sky, and Dao Dao's incantations appeared immediately, and a terrifying breath fell from the sky, changing the complexion of the golden-armored corpse, and lightning bolts struck the blood tide. At the same time, Tang Xiu waved his arm and pinched the True Fire Art. Around the blood wave with a radius of tens of meters, layers of real fire flames were formed out of thin air, covering the entire blood wave.

"Lightning spell? True fire spell?"

The complexion of Jinjia Lishi's face changed terribly, and a wave of fear from the bottom of his heart was born spontaneously. He is an ancient corpse, and what he is most afraid of is lightning and real fire. Although his mana is very high, the most powerful thing is not mana, but his own physical strength.

"Here you are, Meteorite Spirit, I'll give it to you."

Tang Xiu's expression brightened, and he immediately caught the meteorite spirit thrown by the golden-armored brutal corpse, checked it a few times, and threw it directly into the interspatial ring. Seeing the blood wave shrinking, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu returned to a golden liquid. After being slapped into the eyebrow by the golden armored corpse, he immediately put away the magic arts.

"You'll be thankful for your decision."

After Tang Xiu gave a cold snort, he quickly took out a piece of jade, made it into a simple jade slip, and then engraved a practice into it, then shot a stream of light from between his fingers, and said again: "This is the elementary cultivation method of the Corpse Refining Sect. , take it to practice hard, and you will be guaranteed to reach the corpse infant realm. If you want follow-up exercises, you will come to the devil to find me in the future."

Corpse Refining Sect?

Elementary practice method?

Corpse baby realm?

A ray of spiritual thoughts from the golden-armored corpse melted into the jade slips in his hand. After he read the whole chapter on the cultivation method, his burly body trembled violently, and the ecstasy in his heart was even more earth-shattering. He is an ancient corpse with spiritual wisdom. After searching for two or three hundred years, he only found out a little practice method decades ago, and then desperately absorbed the evil energy, looking for the corpse energy of the ancient tomb to absorb, and only then did he have the current strength .

This practice method.

It was simply tailor-made for himself, and he dared not imagine how powerful he would be in the future if he practiced according to this cultivation method.

"Thank you, Master Immortal."

Jin Jia Li Zong knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists to Tang Xiu and said gratefully.

Tang Xiu said indifferently: "I gave you the method because you gave me the meteor spirit. But remember, no matter how powerful you will be in the future, you must never harm ordinary human beings, and you must not do more evil. Otherwise, Even if you have cultivated to the late corpse baby state, I will send someone to get rid of you."

Jinjia Lishi hurriedly said: "In the future, absolutely not."

"Tang Xiu!"

"Brother Tang!"

Miao Wentang and Shao Mingzhen soared into the air, looked at the corpse of the golden armor full of hostility, and then cried out in a low voice.

Tang Xiu smiled lightly, "What about the evil monks from the Western Regions?"

Shao Mingzhen said bitterly: "Run away. That guy doesn't know why, after Ah Wu and the others used the sword array, he glanced at it for a few times and then immediately ran away."

Tang Xiu looked at Mo Awu and the others with sharp eyes, and when he saw clearly the flying sword that Mo Awu and the others were holding, his complexion changed drastically. Taking a deep breath, he immediately looked at the golden armored corpse, and said in a deep voice: "I need to know the identity and background of the evil monk in the Western Regions, the strength he possesses, and the various methods he knows. Even, I need to know his Where is the lair?"

Hearing the words, Jinjia Lishi immediately clattered his understanding of the evil monks in the Western Regions, and finally said: "Longquanze is only a few tens of kilometers away from here. There is his cave there. I think he is now fled back."

Tang Xiu said coldly: "Golden Armored Corpse, I want the evil monks from the Western Regions to die, how do you decide?"

The golden-armored corpse hesitated for a while, looked at the jade slip in his hand, then looked at Tang Xiu, and finally said slowly: "I don't see it, I don't hear it. This is the limit of what I can do." (To be continued. )