Chapter 424 Heavenly Sword

Xu Yue was very embarrassed, unkempt, and his cassock was full of dirt.

He has been flying continuously for a month without stopping for a breath, not even having time to use the cleaning technique. Of course, it is impossible for him to waste a bit of spiritual power on useless clothes.

He knew that as long as he stopped, even if he only stopped for a breath, he might fall into a tight siege and could no longer escape.

After flying for a long time, there is no time to absorb the spiritual energy and restore it. The golden core that was once overflowing with spiritual energy is almost exhausted.

"Is this the end?"

Feeling the pursuers behind him, Xu Yue's heart was gloomy.

"I just picked up a small sword, just..."

Recalling the scene a month ago, he is still in palpitations.

He found a strange stone sword on a barren mountain. The stone sword was hundreds of feet long, like a small mountain peak inserted in the mountain. The blade was already covered with moss, obviously after many years.

Out of curiosity, he broke the hilt of the sword, encountered a strange phantom, and said, "Whoever has my sword, let me drive it", it was simply ridiculous.

The phantom didn't know that it had been buried for many years, but it could still send out the soul attack. Fortunately, he was prepared for it and easily resolved it. After defusing the attack, he got a small golden sword by accident. The small sword is fourth-order, neither high nor low, but it just suits him. He is very happy, thinking that he has got a chance.

There is also the spirit left behind in the little sword, and he still says the same nonsense, and he still deciphers it in the same way.

With such an opportunity, he naturally wanted to brag in front of his fellow practitioners, but just as he took out the sword in front of several cultivators, a cultivator in white immediately asked him, "Where did you get this sword?" ? Are you the disciple of the traitor? Say, where is he now?"

"Who is he? What traitor? I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"Follow me back to the sect and talk about it!"

What surprised him was that the white-clothed cultivator's face was ashen, and he shot directly.

As soon as he joined, Xu Yue knew that he was not an opponent, and also saw the origin of the cultivator, Xu Yue had only one way to escape.

This escape lasted for a month.

He has a unique way of escape, and his escape speed is comparable to few cultivators of the same level, but the cultivators behind him seem to be not bad, and he even called two companions, changing rests and tracking all the way, why? He couldn't get rid of him, and no one dared to rescue him on the road, and most of them fled away immediately and couldn't avoid it.

He never dared to stop all the way, but this kind of days seemed to be coming to an end, and the road of life was the same, Xu Yue felt that his spiritual power was getting less and less, and he was about to be unable to support the secret. At the same time, Xu Yue didn't want to run away, he couldn't see a hopeful escape route at all, and there seemed to be no reason to persevere.

The pursuers at the back obviously also saw this, and their faces showed a bit of complacency.

After a month of hunting, they finally saw the shadow of success, and their speed suddenly increased a bit.

"Hmph, let's see where you can escape to?"

The white-clothed cultivator stood in front of Xu Yue, with a look of arrogance on his face, "After running away for a month, there must be ghosts in your heart, you must be related to that traitor!"

Xu Yue looked indifferent and didn't want to explain anymore. During the chase and escape, he explained it at least ten thousand times, but no one believed it. It seemed that he who owned the little golden sword must be the disciple of that traitor.

"It's better not to talk, just follow me!"

The cultivator in white held out a weird sword and pointed it at Xu Yue flatly.

The sword was one foot wide and looked like a boat oar. It was silver and white, with four or five clouds falling on it. When the sword light flickered, the clouds floated slightly, like living things.

Xu Yue didn't want to struggle anymore, his eyes revealed a lot of powerlessness.

At this time, several cultivators came from a distance one after another, fleeing and chasing after each other, and they all came here.

The cultivator being chased in front looked quite young, with a resolute face and clear eyes, with a hint of radiance blooming from time to time.

The cultivators chasing behind were all vicious, and kept shouting, "Shu Zhou, you can't escape, Elder Sun is coming soon, you better bind your hands and hand over your sword!"

Xu Yue was slightly taken aback. Unexpectedly, there was also a cultivator here who was chased because of the sword. He really had the same disease as him, but Shu Zhou who was chased over there was full of energy, not listless like him.

He took another look, and couldn't help being even more surprised that the cultivator was only at the Pulse Condensation level, and all the people chasing after him were at the Golden Core level.

"As usual."

The cultivator in white only glanced at it, with a hint of arrogance floating on his face.

The cultivator beside him nodded in response, took out a silver talisman and threw it into the sky.

boom!

A white light shot up into the sky, and condensed into a huge broad sword in the air, soaring into the clouds, the light was dazzling, and it could be clearly seen for nearly a thousand miles.

"ah!"

The cultivator who was chasing Zhou Shu stopped suddenly, his face was full of surprise and fear, and he didn't dare to take another step forward.

"The cultivator of Tianjianmen, why did you come here?"

"They used the Heavenly Sword Talisman to inform the cultivators around that five hundred miles under the Heavenly Sword, other sects are prohibited from entering, and those who violate it will be punished. What should we do?"

"How domineering, but what else can we do, do you want to offend Tianjianmen!"

The white-clothed cultivator turned his head and didn't even bother to take a second look. He knew that as long as he threw out the Heavenly Sword Talisman, no matter where it was or who it belonged to, it only belonged to them now, and what they wanted to do would never happen. Someone will come to bother you.

But this time there was obviously a little surprise.

Seeing that the practitioners of the Hongye sect behind him stopped, Zhou Shu felt a little relieved, and rushed over here.

If he didn't escape, it would be too late. He had felt the huge pressure behind him before. The pressure was different from the spiritual power, and most of it came from the monk's Yuan power. The Red Leaf Sect had already dispatched the Supreme Elder for him.

The cultivator in white couldn't help but froze for a moment, the pride on his face froze. He turned the broad sword in his hand and shouted angrily, "Didn't you see the sword in the sky? Stop!"

Zhou Shu didn't slow down and didn't answer, trying to pass through the crowd and escape from the pursuit.

How could he not have seen the silver sword shining so brightly in the sky, but he would not miss such a rare opportunity, even if he wanted to break through the dragon's lake and tiger's lair, should he stay here and wait for the monks to come?

Things like the Heavenly Sword Talisman can be ignored, the anger in the white-clothed cultivator's heart boiled immediately, without saying much, the broad sword slashed out.

Like a waterfall pouring down, the silver sword light that looked like a horse was dozens of feet wide, almost dividing the sky in two, and charged towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu didn't evade either, and countless magic ants headed towards the top of the white rainbow, colliding with each other without any tricks.

While the magic ants were biting, a gap gradually appeared in Baihong. Zhou Shu activated the trick, pierced through the gap, and flew backwards.

"Block!"

The cultivator in white was stunned. This was the first time his Baihong Sword Intent had been pierced by someone, and it was so fast.

Another cultivator flew over immediately, and drew out the broad sword in his hand again and again, forming a wide giant net, densely packed with almost no gaps, directly enveloping Zhou Shu who was flying.

However, before taking a breath, a black torrent broke through the giant net and flew straight forward.

"Chase!"

The white-clothed cultivator's face was gloomy. It was simply impossible for the defense line built by the two of them to be broken through by one person at the Pulse Condensation Stage.

"Senior Brother Cai, stop chasing him, that guy seems to have run away!"

The cultivator in white froze for a moment, then remembered that Xu Yue was what they were really after, but at this moment, Xu Yue was nowhere to be seen.

He spread out his consciousness, discerned dozens of breaths, and said in a serious voice, "It should be in this direction, let's go!"