Chapter 132 Who Dig the Pit

'You are only the cultivation base of the Eight Meridians Secret Martial Arts, you dare to say that I am wrong! How do you know that the essence of the Shocking Cloud God's Mie Sword Art is not as strong as me? "

Following Zong Shou's voice, another huge sword was condensed in the void in his mind, and the momentum was even bigger and stronger. The ice-blue sword body had a cold light.

Zong Shou was speechless for a while, and secretly vomited in his heart, what kind of Mie Sword of Shocking Clouds is this? Should it be the Xuanbing Sword?

Seeing the sword coming, Zong Shou raised his brows and sneered: "Talking about the sword art is just a word of mouth, since the fairy said that your sword intent is the real essence of the sword art of the God of Shocking Clouds. Then I will Comparing with the fairy, try to see which one is better between you and me!"

He didn't say a word, and another fell, flying in the upper right corner. But in front of Zong Shou, another sword was born. But under the control of his consciousness, like clouds and fog, the light and flowers change, revealing a very ethereal meaning. There are countless smoothies in it, and the han is contained in it. When it is blown, there is a rustling sound, and the sound is amazing.

With a slash in the void, it collided with the ice sword. The cloud sword collapsed instantly, but after a short while, it condensed again. On the contrary, the giant black ice sword was impacted by the high-speed flowing ice sand, punching out countless holes, and several important structures in the sword spine were on the verge of collapse.

Before the sword recovered, the giant cloud and mist sword slashed again with the sound of 'rustling'.

After the clash of the swords, the giant black ice sword immediately collapsed and shattered without any suspense!

And the sword of cloud and mist still has a lot of momentum. After a roundabout, he lived on the opposite side and chopped.

It was obviously like a cloud of mist, but its momentum was overwhelming, as if it was fierce and sharp!

Taiyuan Fairy Shui Lingbo's complexion changed again immediately, and she made another move, which was slapped on the chessboard, and only then did the mist sword completely dissipate!

Then, incredulously, he looked across the chessboard. This way is the sword confrontation just now, at most it is just a tie, but unexpectedly the result is a disastrous defeat!

Although the second son successfully dispelled Zong Shou's offensive, when this son fell, she had already lost a game.

This half-demon young man has really exhausted the essence of the Shocking Cloud God's mie sword art!

Even if he didn't have the ability to recover from this sword art, when he unleashes this cloud sword in the future, the power will definitely not be under the real mie sword of shocking cloud!

That Yan Fan smiled even more narrowly, with an old face, Fan's smile turned into a flower. He looked at Fairy Taiyuan coldly, shattered in secret, thinking about robbing people and running away. After thinking about it, I felt that it was not right, so I had to put this idea aside for a while.

He looked at the chessboard, and suddenly his heart moved again. On that chessboard, another heavy piece fell.

"The incompleteness has been exhausted, and what the son said made people suddenly enlightened. In just a few days, I have exhausted all the mysteries of the Jingyun God's Mie Sword Art. As my nephew Huier said, it is the way of the sword! But me and the empress Fairy Yuan, she is still confused about the path of martial arts.

I don't know my son, can you help me two get back together? "

When the voice fell, Zong Shou only felt that the world he was in had changed again.

In a narrow cave, there are thick stone walls on the left and right. There is fiery red lava below, which can melt everything. There is a strong wind on the sky, which can tear everything to shreds!

And around the body, countless ghosts, countless lights and sword shadows attacked back one after another. As if to devour him, chop him into pieces!

Not only did he grind his teeth secretly, he knew that this was the method of the True Form Spirit Master, who used his soul power to draw his consciousness into this illusion.

It's so real, it's like being there!

Chuxue didn't know about this change, but seeing Yan Fan's extra move, she couldn't help saying angrily: "You guys made an extra move! How can you cheat back?"

Yan Fan smiled and said nothing, Shui Lingbo also gave him a cold look, but he was equally excited, waiting for Zong Shou's reaction.

Previously, it was just a test of Zong Shou's swordsmanship talent, which was enough to get full marks. No, it is 200 points, 400 points can be evaluated!

But what was being tested at this moment was Zong Shou's character. The path of martial arts is like a winding path in a mountain, climbing a steep mountain. The further you go, the more difficult it is. There is a dangerous cliff above, and an abyss below. Just like Zongshou at this moment, the illusion he faced was like.

She is also curious, what kind of response will this peerless half-demon boy with a body of two veins, a barrier between heaven and man, and a talent for swordsmanship, be able to do? It's really exciting

The chess piece was directly facing him, but Zong Shou was holding on to the chess pieces, his sweat was gushing back into the spring, and his heavy clothes were soaked through.

In this abyss, facing the fierce soul blade shadow. Zong Shou was slightly absent-minded, and unconsciously remembered his previous life.

The obstacle of heaven and man that almost bound him for half his life, the revenge Shahui after the Martial Dao Mahayana. Tens of thousands of sword fights in the virtual realm, and the dangerous fights experienced in the current world. Even if you try your best, you can't reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

Sure enough, if you make a wrong step, you will fall into the lava hell. Even if you try your best to climb up, you will probably have no place to die under the ruthless power of heaven!

It's just that this mere obstruction of the burial is a little dangerous, so it's hard to stop me! How rare is he, the head of the Seven Emperors of the Cloud Realm, the Sword Emperor Tan Qiu?

With a cold sneer, Zong Shou's chest was full of pride, tumbling and agitated. That indomitable, vast idea, straight through the sky!

In this life, what about the body with dual veins, the obstacles of heaven and man, and the broken soul?

His ancestral defense will eventually come to this world proudly and climb to the top again!

When Zong Shou's hand fell to the chessboard again, he felt that there were many obstacles, and countless different forces were constantly obstructing and pulling his hand, trying to make his hand deviate to the side.

But the white chess piece held by Zong Shou's fingertips seems to have a spirituality, and he shuttles and avoids it lightly. Then with one piece, he hit the middle of the chessboard hard and missed!

"Click, there was a soft sound, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth surged. In the end, it was overwhelmed, and many chess pieces on the chessboard shot out one after another and scattered in all directions.

On the chessboard, only the white piece was left, lying quietly in the middle of the nineteen vertical and horizontal lines.

It seems to be telling people that on this chessboard, I am the only one!

And on this small shore, there was silence for a while.

It has nothing to do with the way of swordsmanship, at this moment, the mortals around the chessboard are silent and stunned just because of Zong Shou's ambition and pride at that moment.

again and again

"The fog seems to have lightened again!"

Li Yunning looked up at the sky dozens of miles away. The dense fog was thick and thin before, which made people troubled.

Until now, it seems that there is a sign of ordinary points, gradually dissipating. Half a quarter of an hour ago, I still couldn't see my fingers. But at this time, it was back to visible twenty feet away.

Xuanyuan Yiren also frowned. He suddenly stopped his figure, looked at the front with a dignified expression.

Li Yunniang followed closely behind, and also stopped. When he was able to see the situation ahead, he was also sweating coldly.

Under the tumbling thick fog, there was actually a pothole, bottomless, like a cliff.

"How could there be a pit here? Fortunately, Miss Hui thought it was fast, otherwise I almost fell!"

Xuanyuan Yiren remained silent, looking at the bottom of the pothole. Li Yunyong was stunned for a while, but when he listened carefully, it turned out that there was an unbelievable depth of ten feet below the pit. A young voice came out: "Is there someone up there? Is there someone right? I heard your voices! I am the Zongling of Qiantian Mountain, and I am the younger brother of the demon king Zongshi of Qiantian Mountain. Pull us up quickly, as long as we can save us!" Come out, I will have a reward after I do Tianshan."

Xuanyuan Yiren blinked her eyes, and looked at Li Yunning in blank dismay. The latter frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face: "It's him? This Zongling is surrounded by several innate masters, and he is also in the realm of secret martial arts. The pit is only fifty feet long, how can he fall down and not climb up?" come up?"

Looking down carefully, the fog has dispersed a little at this moment. But one can vaguely see that the place below is surprisingly smooth and hard stone walls. What's even more creepy is that the stone wall is covered with a thick layer of butter.

Li Yunning couldn't help shivering, it turned out that this hole didn't come naturally, but was dug out by someone. And I wondered who was so emoji? Once it falls, how can it come out?

Then I heard the Zongling scold angrily: "Where are there so many muddy snakes? What a heart! Hey, did the people above hear it? Why don't you pull me up?"

The fog cleared again, and when Li Yunyong looked at it again, he felt a pang in his chest. Between them, there are countless earthy yellow loach, fresh fish and small snakes, rolling and drilling below. Every figure is trapped inside. Jumping up from time to time, but always sliding back down from the stone wall without any suspense.

One of them had sharp eyes and seemed to see the figures above the pothole clearly, and hurriedly shouted: "But Miss Xuanyuan, the Princess of Xuanshan City, and Li Yunying and Guying? Below are Feng Xiao of Qiantian Mountain, my son and His Royal Highness. It's the cousin. Please, for the sake of the son, please save us!"

Xuanyuan Yiren smiled silently, didn't bother to say a word, after looking around, he said lightly: "The fog has begun to dissipate, let's go back!" Without any regrets, he turned around and left.

The Zong Ling below became anxious immediately, and cursed: "Will you let me go? If my elder brother sits on the position of Demon King of Qiantian Mountain in the future, he will definitely kill your Xuanshan city! If it weren't for our repeated blessings from Qiantian Mountain, you Xuanshan Shancheng has been mired long ago. Do you think your good-for-nothing fiancé can protect you? Sooner or later, my brother will cut off his sacrificial flag! Damn girl, if you really dare not save me today, I will definitely ask you to do it in the future My concubine, tormented day and night"

Xuanyuan Yiren didn't care at all, and only frowned when she heard the back. He walked back the same way again, just as Zong Ling was overjoyed and Li Yunying was stunned. Xuanyuan Yiren directly took out some medicine powder and sprinkled it casually. Then he clapped his hands, turned and left.

Li Yunniang looked at it strangely, hurriedly followed, and asked in confusion, "Miss Hui, what was that drug powder just now?"

Xuanyuan Yiren smiled when he heard the words, and shook his head lightly and calmly: "It's nothing, it's just the fire scale powder that will make those loaches and crocodiles drill holes."

Li Yunyong was taken aback for a moment, and then felt that his whole body was covered with pimples. It turns out that my young lady also has such insidious and spicy moments.

At this time, inside the pit, Zong Ling was cursing madly: "This... Who dug the pit? It's so insidious, and when I get out, he must die without a place to bury him! Ah, what the hell! This loach can drill holes one by one"