Divine Brilliance

Chapter 87 Swords and Swords (Please Recommend and Collect)

When the words fell, the dry and thin body suddenly vibrated in all directions. He didn't know how to make a gesture, his body changed from static to dynamic, his body was like an arrow, and he leaped into the air from the horse's back.

The five fingers stretched out like eagle claws, a ball of blue flames burned on it, and grabbed it in the middle of the sky.

It seems to have infinite firepower, causing the weeds below to ignite spontaneously without fire. The figure is also like a cheetah, almost invisible.

Before one breath, he seemed to be a dying old man, but after one breath, he was a ferocious warrior who was still at his peak!

The flames exploded, and Gao Yi's mind was slightly shaken, and he struggled out of the sword. For a moment, I just felt a little funny.

Could it be that the son of Qiantian Mountain really thought that he could defeat the innate martial artist?

Although he is a dual-cultivator of spirit and martial arts, his strength is tyrannical, and his talent is unique in a million. But this man's mind is really confusing. It is said that such a tolerant person should never do such stupid things.

Or, did you really love that Gong Xinran to the bone?

Thinking of this, Gao Yi couldn't help but twitch lightly. He is actually not superficial, but at this time, he still can't help but feel a little proud.

Su Chuxue and Gong Xinran behind them also unconsciously clenched their hearts. Chuxue was still distracted, protecting Zongshou's body. Gong Xinran's eyes remained fixed, looking at the green fire and the sword shadow.

In the dark night, three saber lights suddenly flashed in the clear light. Two black and one green, two in the front and one in the back, from behind the sword body, Zong Shou Yuan shuttled out of the hunk.

The old man surnamed Mi didn't care, he squinted his eyes slightly, and grabbed it casually with his two big hands like steel pliers.

Those talisman knives like this, those martial artists still need to be careful to guard against them, but in his eyes, they are just a joke, they can be crushed easily!

A spiritual master in the cultivation realm is as weak as an ant!

But just the next moment, the old man's eyes revealed a look of astonishment. In his eyes, the floating shadow of the knife was divided into eight. The trajectory is also erratic, making people completely confused about the trajectory.

Grasping with both hands, they all fell into the empty space. It is still the shadow of the six swords, flying over.

"Cloud light illusion?"

With a cry of surprise, the body of the old man surnamed Mi suddenly sank in mid-air, and fell to the ground at full speed.

But when the figure finally touched the ground, the six sword shadows followed closely.

Before he had time to dodge, the old man's expression turned cold, and he let out a roar like a thunderstorm, with hidden strength, making the phantom of the sword light disappear.

Two big hands pierced through, and in the nick of time, they held the two black flying knives in their hands.

As soon as Yu grabbed it to pieces, the body of the old man surnamed Mi shook slightly again, and a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth. The palms of both hands were also cut with a thread of blood.

"Lingyunzong's shocking cloud god destroys the sword intent! How is it possible?"

The breath in the body was chaotic for a while, colliding endlessly. The old man's face was full of disbelief for a moment!

How could there be a sword intent on this humble talisman knife?

And the next moment, he saw a few blue saber lights approaching his eyes again!

The pupils of the old man surnamed Mi shrank slightly, and he couldn't muster the strength to dodge for a while. The figure retreated violently again, ten feet in a row, until the breath in the body became a little stable, and he could discern the real trajectory of the knife shadow, then he suddenly reached out and grabbed three feet in front of him again.

Only this time, it still failed. The trajectory of the talisman knife changed again at this instant. Flying obliquely downward, piercing directly between his chests.

"This is an imperial weapon! No, it's a flying knife changing direction?"

If you say before, although the old man was surprised, he could still maintain a bit of composure. At this moment, he was really shocked, his upper body twisted violently, and moved aside at the last moment, avoiding the vital organs. Only let the blue flying knife be nailed to the left abdomen.

Then his eyes widened, furiously surging, and he looked up into the sky.

"Zhuzi, how dare you hurt me!"

Endless killing intent surged out, and Zhengyu soared into the air again to kill the group of Yuanhun. The figure of the old man suddenly froze in place, his pupils dilated suddenly, and the shock that had just disappeared not long ago filled his mind again.

I saw the cyan sword shadow above, flying down from a distance of only a few feet at this moment.

In the cloud of green smoke that Zong Shou Yuanhun transformed, there seemed to be a pair of icy eyes looking down coldly.

But what frightened him the most was the Martial Dao Mind that was several times stronger than the Talisman Saber on the Songwen Wind Sword at this moment.

The sword shadow is just falling, but it also has a moving charm!

This sword does not have any imposing power, but it is cool and elegant, as if it is like water and moonlight, and it seems to be empty, it is silent, and it hits through the fall.

Even that speed is unbelievably fast. And as if itself, is a part of this dark night!

When the old man surnamed Mi saw it, the tip of the sword was already in front of him, not even a short distance away.

But this time, the old man's face was filled with horror. With a roar, it was like a beast on the verge of death, no longer caring about the floating of blood, and the injury in the abdomen. The feet retreated sharply again, and the green flames around the old man's body exploded. With all his strength, he punched the sword shadow fiercely.

But I saw that the blue pine-patterned wind sword once again burst out into a ball of brilliance. Then the entire sword body seemed to turn into a mass of light invisible to the naked eye, piercing directly through his throat.

A stabbing around the area made the old man's head float high. His eyes were wide open, and he looked at the headless body below him in disbelief, his eyes were full of astonishment.

How could this be so? How could this be so? How could I, an innate strong man with the second meridian of the earth chakra, die at the hands of a spirit master in the cultivation state?

Where did this son of Qian Tianshan learn the art of flying knives? Why did Ling Yunzong's Jingyun God Extinguisher Sword Intent appear in this son's hands?

And that sword just now, with Yuanhun Yujian, how could it have such a fearsome rhyme?

No, that martial arts mind definitely surpassed the level of sword intent!

Who is this half-demon young man who reincarnated into the world?

And at this moment, in the blood valley wasteland, there is also a thousand silences, and there is no more sound.

The sickle-tailed lion had already stopped, watching this scene with wide-eyed eyes. Chuxue and Gong Xinran standing on it were even more lost in thought.

That innate martial artist really died just like that? Died by Zong Shou's sword?

The remaining martial artists behind were also stunned, looking at the head and the blood rain in the distance. No more movement, almost unbelievable eyes.

As for Gao Yi in front of him, his complexion was pale, there was no blood on his face, and his pupils were dilated. He only knew that he was riding on the horse stupidly, letting the steed ride the wind and gallop with his figure.

The old man surnamed Mi was almost cornered by Zong Shou's three talisman sabers. It was already a surprise to him.

Then when he saw the old man surnamed Mi, he was slammed by the moon-like sword. It was as if someone had slashed his heart heavily with a sword, and he felt empty, and the breath in his chest was undulating like a tide.

How could this Mr. Mi die? How could such a powerful person die in the hands of this child?

When he came back to his senses again, his face was immediately filled with fear!

At that moment, unprecedented remorse finally filled his heart.

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