Chapter 1147 Let's See Who Laughs Last

() Watching the swordsman again, seeing the purple flying sword stabbing, he sneered in his heart, and waved his hand, more than a hundred red plums surged again, stabbing at the purple brilliance!

"Time after time~~~" There was a sharp sound, and the dozens of red plum sword lights in front of the head were all pierced by the purple flying sword, turning into pieces of bright red and falling down! And the sword light above the purple flying sword actually turned into a purple thread among the red plums, bypassing many red plums, and stabbing towards Guan Jianyou's eyebrows!

"Ah?? Spirit Slaying Flying Knife?" But feeling an incomparable sharp pain between his brows, Guan Jianyou suddenly remembered something, and cried out in shock.

"Hahaha~" Under the purple brilliance, there was another short, sharp-mouthed and thin monkey-like monk. It was the Jindan monk Luan Jiansheng of Yongyimen, and he was holding another one in his hand. Palm-sized gourd! The purple brilliance was emitted from the uncovered gourd!

"Hmph~ How could it be the Spirit Slaying Flying Knife?" Liao Jianyou waved his hand, and his fists also turned into a dozen, each of which was like a shooting star, facing the waves of the heavy water, and casually shouted beside him. ..

That Guan Jianyou was also stunned, the sword in his hand urged, and the many red plums danced mysteriously again, cutting the purple thread swimming among the red plums!

"That's right, it's really just an imitation magic weapon!" Seeing that the flying knife was easily broken by the Hongmei sword, the swordsman Guan also heaved a sigh of relief, and sneered, "If you can activate the real sword Lingfeidao, you have long been a monk in the late Yuanying period, right? Why am I lying in ambush here, attacking and killing me and other phantom swordsmen?"

"Hahaha~ To deal with you two phantom swordsmen, why do you need a real spirit-slaying flying knife?" Luan Jiansheng laughed. The purple brilliance in the gourd flew out again, like a psychic, circled dozens of flowers and flew to the red plum beside Luan Jiansheng!

"Papapa~" The successive sounds were like candles bursting at night, and the sword brilliance that could easily kill the Foundation Establishment monks was actually annihilated under the purple brilliance! Only a flying sword with a length of three feet was left!

"Si~" The swordsman Guan couldn't help but gasped, he knew in his heart that his flying sword was indeed inferior to the flying knife of Ling Zhan, and he was afraid that he was really no match for this guy!

Guan Jianyou looked at Liao Jianyou again. Although there were many transformed fists, they were not as solid as the previous fist. It was not satisfactory to resist Jiang Shan's innate heavy water!

"Go~" Guan Jianyou waved his hand. Hongmei Jianfei will come back. Sword brilliance flickered all over Guan Jianyou's body, and his whole figure condensed into a giant sword, flying towards the previous glacier!

"Hahaha, at this time. Do you still want to escape?" Pang Chongtian laughed when he saw this. Wave your hand. The damaged gossip flag was raised again, and the slightly dim eight groups of brilliance roared and twirled in front of Guan Jianyou!

"Ignorance!" Guan Jianyou sneered,

A sound like the beating of a golden drum will come out. The giant sword pierced into the eight clusters of brilliance.

"Fellow Daoist Luan, hurry up and help me!" The sharp sword energy of the giant sword pierced into the Eight Diagrams Flag, and the eight clusters of brilliance were already in a mess. Pang Chongtian was in a hurry and had to call for help!

"Look at the old man!" Luan Jiansheng moved with the sound, and threw the small purple gourd in his hand, and the spirit-slaying flying knife flew out of the upside-down small gourd immediately, turning into a swimming fish, stabbing it with incomparable speed. To the flying sword transformed by Guan Jianyou!

But seeing that the spirit-slaying flying knife hadn't come close, the murderous aura that only oppressed the sword spirit was forced into the flying sword, and the giant sword shook a few times with a "rumble", and you Guan Jianyou couldn't maintain the flying sword anymore. Show off your tall figure!

Astonishment flashed across Guan Jianyou's eyes, he couldn't deal with the Eight Trigrams Flag in time, and with a wave of his hand, Hongmei Duoduo once again blocked the Spirit Zhanling Flying Knife.

"Feng Jianyou, Yu Jianyou, if you don't come out again, Guan is really helpless!" Guan Jianyou also smiled wryly at this time, looked around, and cried in a low voice.

"Oh?" These words caught my ears, not only Luan Jiansheng was shocked, but Pang Chongtian was also greatly surprised! This surprise is simply... like seeing a ridiculous joke!

"Hahaha~ Don't you think it's funny that you are still playing tricks when your death is imminent?" Pang Chongtian didn't think that the sword repairer would have a way to deal with it after his hidden hand!

However, it was only Pang Chongtian's voice that fell to the ground, but seeing the high altitude, as if a gust of wind was blowing, two birds rushed down quickly with wings that were more than ten feet long! That arrogant, unruly voice also sounded: "Quack~ It's just a few little kids, Guan Peng, you can't handle this?"

"The younger generation is no better than the two seniors!" Guan Peng urged the Hongmei sword to resist the flying sword with all his strength, but he smiled, "These are three golden core monks, and their magic weapon is precisely to restrain our flying swords. , I still need the help of the two seniors!"

"Woo~" The wings of the first bird repairer flickered, and the sound of strong wind flew out from under the wings, and the countless wind blades that could cut through solid ice rushed towards Luan Jiansheng and Pang Chongtian like a storm.

Afterwards, Qin Xiu was even more powerful, with a faint blue light flashing between his wings, and the abundant watery heaven and earth aura on the glacier immediately condensed, and with the flapping of his wings, he swooped down with the wind blade, and the ice particles Zhongdu seems to have condensed huge mana!

"Let's go~" Pang Chongtian originally wanted to raise the Eight Diagrams Flag again, but when his divine sense swept over him, he sensed the strength of the wind blade and the ice drop, until his own Eight Diagrams Flag might not be able to stop him, so he shouted urgently, His figure was shaking, and he was flying away towards the south!

Pang Chongtian is gone, how dare Jiang Shan and Luan Jiansheng stay?

Each of them received their magic weapon, and they also followed and fled after activating the flying technique!

What was even more fortunate was that the three of them surrounded Guan Peng and that Liao Jianyou, and the two Qinxiu's Feng Jianyou and Yu Jianyou attacked from a high altitude, and there was a gap for them to escape!

"Chasing~" Facing the escape of the monks, the swordsman has never been contemptuous. Swordsman Feng and Swordsman Rain flapped their wings, their figures were like streamers, and they chased after the three of them!

Guan Peng was a little hesitant, the situation where the divine sense swept across the glacier, and the spiritual sense swept across tens of miles...

"Oh?" It's just that Guan Peng's divine sense faltered slightly when it swept across the east, and then his face showed a relaxed expression. There was no special cultivator inside, so he shook his body, stepped on the red plum sword and chased after him!

"Ah??? Phantom Sword Swordsman!" On the Flying Cloud Flying Boat dozens of miles away, Guan Peng's Divine Sense is temporarily locked on to Xiao Hua and Li Zongbao! None of the powerful divine senses indicated that a sword repairer with golden core strength had seen them!

Of course, the reactions of Li Zongbao and Xiao Hua were different from Guan Peng's expectations. The two were actually a little excited, "Brother Li, is this Divine Sense from Qin Jian?" Hua hurriedly asked Li Zongbao. (To be continued.)