Chapter 544: My World Is Dark

"Space can't be blocked anymore..."

In red clothes, Xin turned around and said, feeling his throat was a little sore.

He is not afraid of the power of these young people.

I was simply frightened by the throne-level movements made by this group of young master-level people.

It would be good to meet one of these geniuses who can cross levels of challenges in the past.

But now, one after another, one is stronger than the other.

He Yuxing, who can wield the "Four Swords", Gu Qingsan, who can transform into the Hanging Sky Sword, and the swordsman who can cut off the heaven and earth with a sword two fingers wide when unsheathed...

"This isn't right!"

"Does this count as overstepping a level? It's obviously a move across an entire realm. Grandmaster, comparable to the throne?"

When his eyes fell on the swordsman holding the sword, Xin's eyes became even more startled and uncertain.

This one is definitely more than comparable.

Just with that sword just now, ordinary thrones are not enough to kill him, right?

"Ask a few people to strengthen the protection, use some energy to stabilize the space in Lijian Grassland, and try not to break it again."

Lan Ling was expressionless.

She knew that all this was just the beginning, so she turned around and said, "Miss Zhiwen, I might trouble you."

"You must have understood the Heaven Sealing Formation, right? You can use it to temporarily protect this space."

Originally, if Yu Zhiwen could not come, the responsibility of controlling the spiritual formation would fall on her.

But now there's a replacement.

Although this girl's cultivation level is not high, her understanding of the way of spiritual formation is no less than her own.

After someone resisted this task, Lan Ling was naturally able to escape.

After all, if you want to control the "Thirty-six Heavenly Sealing Formation" and command the actions of an entire team in red...

She can keep busy.

But the idea is definitely not as clear as commanding alone at this moment.

"Can."

Yu Zhiwen nodded gently.

She is not good at frontal combat.

The "Thirty-Six Heavenly Sealing Wu Formation" is originally a heavenly secret formation. It is a rare experience to have this opportunity to leave the battlefield and debug the formation while comprehending it.

"Remember to call me when you can't hold on anymore, don't hurt yourself." Lan Ling asked Yu Zhiwen when he saw that he was dripping with sweat.

"Um."

…

"There are four swords" landed.

The situation only lasted for a few breaths before it was broken.

Gu Qingsan, who transformed into a human form again in mid-air, suddenly flew down and pointed his fierce sword directly at the ground.

But at this time.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Several figures shot out from all directions at the same time.

In the underground pit, Xu Xiaoshou pressed down the little junior sister who stood up in surprise, and froze the excitement in the girl's eyes.

He looked at the "You Si Sword" that was close to Chi Chi but only a few feet away, and couldn't help but gulp down his saliva.

"Stay here."

"Master!" Mu Zixi was anxious, "But the 'Four Swords' are right in front of you..."

"Shut up."

How could Xu Xiaoshou not see "Four Swords" right in front of him?

But at this time, the more he had to resist the temptation.

Look, who are the people who rushed out this time?

Gu Qingsan, He Yuxing, Little Monk Bu Le, Tears...

All of them are young people.

It was obvious that what Hong Yi just said had touched the hearts of these guys.

If there can be no greater conflict, in the name of a White Cave practitioner, the "You Four Swords" can be brought out in a legitimate manner.

Even the storyteller might not stop this operation.

After all, if it succeeds, he won't need to take action.

And if Hongyi breaks his promise later...

That would be ruined.

Things were originally planned for the worst case scenario.

It is a normal result that the red clothes break the promise and the storyteller takes action again.

And if they can keep their promise, wouldn't they make a lot of money?

Xu Xiaoshou can completely empathize with the psychology of these people.

The only thing that kept him rational and suppressed action was that there were no representatives of ghost beasts among the group of people who rushed out.

"Perception" turns.

Xin Gugu is hiding not far away.

Obviously, if he wants to seize the sword, this distance is nothing.

But this guy is the throne.

Once he breaks out, not to mention the identity of the stowaway, there will be one of his on the wanted poster that was just scattered.

When the time comes, it will definitely trigger Hong Yi’s madness.

"You can't move. 'Xu Yue Gray Palace' hasn't taken action yet, so they must still have some confidence."

"If you go out at this time, you will still be facing a gun!"

Bang!

While he was thinking, the ground suddenly shook.

The first person to jump in front of "You Four Swords" was not Gu Qingsan who fell from the sky, but the Bu Le little monk who was closest to the fierce sword on the ground.

"Hehehe, that poor monk is not welcome~"

Bu Le smiled stupidly at the sky, then freed up Fo Guang Dazuo's right hand and grasped the hilt of the "You Four Swords".

"boom!"

The ground suddenly shook, and black demonic energy rippled out.

At the same time, the magic pattern crawled along the palm of Bu Le's entire right arm.

But this guy was very hard-headed, and while he bared his teeth and grinned, the golden "wishing force" suddenly surged toward his right arm, directly suppressing the demonic energy to his elbow.

"How dare you, Shuzi?"

The roar that Gu Qingsan snatched from the void made Xu Xiaoshou faint in the underground.

Where did this guy learn this sentence?

"ah"

The young monk didn't care, and with a hissing sound, he pulled out "There are four swords."

Then, he slashed at Gu Qingsan who was whistling at the horizon.

"Swish!"

Instantly, a magnificent black sword energy was swung out.

Gu Qingsan's face turned green.

He didn't expect that the "four swords" he had worked so hard to defeat would be taken away by others in the end.

"Little brat, get out of my way!"

With a loud roar, Gu Qingsan pierced through the black sword energy while his body was swaying, and with two fingers together, he stabbed down from the sky.

"Useless?"

Bu Le felt the sharp contrast between the powerful force in his hand and Gu Qingsan's unscathed, and his mouth twitched immediately.

"Go away, go away!"

"Let this evil sword be borne by me alone."

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

He groaned and carried the black sword that was taller than a person, and slashed with all his heart from all directions.

Instantly, dozens of evil sword energies were scattered from the center point, and some even directly tore open the ground and passed over Xu Xiaoshou's head.

"This little thing..."

Xu Xiaoshou was irritated.

There is no doubt that such a chaotic sword technique...

No, the little monk's sword technique cannot be called a sword technique at all, he is just slashing with a black sword.

But it must be said that under this situation, his attack is indeed very effective.

Not everyone has the "Sword Body" and "No Sword Technique" like Gu Qingsan.

Facing the oncoming black sword energy, even Lei Shuangxing and others had to temporarily avoid the edge.

For a while.

After the passionate slashing, the only enemy left for Bu Le was Gu Qingsan who fell from the sky.

"A finger technique that fell from the sky?"

The little monk knew that the "four swords" he sent out could not hurt Gu Qingsan at all.

Immediately, he inserted the sword into the ground, pinched his fingers and raised his head in anger.

"Little Angry Buddha!"

Golden light shone.

With an order, the Buddha light on Bu Le's body was shining, and a three-meter-high Buddha statue phantom was condensed in an instant.

Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

This phantom was not as spectacular as the phantom he had seen that day.

But its power was completely under the control of the little monk Bu Le.

"Command!"

The little monk spread his fingers, one pointing to the sky and the other to the ground.

Amidst the loud explosion, the phantom of the angry Buddha burst into golden light, and actually shattered this space directly.

"Oh my!"

Gu Qingsan was shocked.

He could transform into nothingness.

But if the space was broken, if he continued to go down, the current "Sword Dao Body" could not withstand the flow of space fragments.

"Good consciousness!"

Gu Qingsan could not help but turn over in the void and exclaimed. Just as he wanted to make a move, he heard the "Four Swords" beside Bu Le actually buzzed.

"Huh?"

The little monk also turned his head to look.

He saw that He Yuxing, the only one who had come into contact with the "Four Swords", was covered in blood, but he was already standing more than ten feet away and began to summon the evil sword with sword intent.

"Swish!"

Compared to the Buddha's light, which was naturally incompatible with it, the "Four Swords" responded to the call immediately and flew straight towards He Yuxing.

"Hey, my sword!"

Bu Le was anxious, and did not dare to retract the Buddha's shadow, and stepped out of the broken space in one step.

"Tsk, your sword? What a joke!"

He Yuxing sneered and held the "Four Swords" flying in one hand.

Compared to the sword cultivators present, he had an advantage that could not be concealed, that is, he had touched the evil sword.

In the case of the same origin, he could use the sword intention to slightly guide the direction of the "Four Swords".

"Sorry, this sword still belongs to me..."

Before he finished speaking, He Yuxing felt a chill on his back.

"Tap."

"Tap."

A light sound came from behind him.

He looked back in horror, but saw a blind man with an extremely ugly appearance and very blurred facial features standing in front of him.

The needle-like sword in his hand was now in front of his throat.

"When..."

He Yuxing's pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe it.

His mind immediately swept behind him.

The position where this guy had appeared at that time had now faded into a shadow and gradually disappeared.

Illusion?

"Gulp!"

He knew that he couldn't swallow his saliva at this time.

But he couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple, and a thin blood mark was pulled open on He Yuxing's neck.

"Sorry, it's not an illusion."

Lei Shuangxing's rustling voice sounded, "The sword is not yours either."

His right arm gently loosened forward.

"Bang!"

A few dozen feet behind He Yuxing, a sudden rubble exploded.

Everyone's eyes were instantly drawn over there, thinking that something had happened over there again.

But in an instant, everyone realized that something was wrong and immediately turned their heads back.

After this sound, He Yuxing groaned, with a face full of disbelief, and his figure was blown away.

There was a terrifying blood hole in his throat, and blood gushed out.

"Hiss."

At this moment, the whole place was dead silent.

"Illusion sword technique?"

Gu Qinger looked at the eldest senior brother in surprise.

The blind man's original body that was so realistic that even he was fooled was actually a phantom condensed by the illusion sword technique?

"Yes."

Gu Qingyi nodded gently.

"So strong, now the little junior brother has an opponent."

Gu Qinger was shocked.

As the most difficult swordsmanship to practice among the nine major swordsmanship, his understanding of phantom swordsmanship is only superficial.

In the entire Sword Burial Tomb, the only person who has inherited this swordsmanship is the senior brother in front of him.

And that blind man could actually do this?

"Not only the phantom sword technique, but his sword..." Gu Qing'er hesitated and said, "Any idea?"

Gu Qing nodded wordlessly.

Gu Qing'er was frightened again.

Where did this swordsman come from?

There is such a person in the little-known... Shenyue Immortal City?

While still thinking, Gu Qingyi spoke:

"More than just a few words..."

"He has basically mastered the three thousand kendos of penetrating, binding, and even shaking."

"This ancient sword cultivator is very strong. Even if it were you, you wouldn't necessarily be his opponent."

Gu Qing'er immediately turned pale.

With so many swordsmanship skills, he is still a peak swordsman.

What rock did this guy pop out of?

Is there any place in this world that can cultivate such a monster-like ancient sword cultivator?

…

"My mother!"

Xu Xiaoshou, who was hiding in the dark, was shocked.

This seems to be the first time he has seen the swordsmanship displayed by Lei Shuangxing without using treasures to fight against the enemy?

But this is too strong!

He hadn't even figured out how to use the sword just now.

Just give it away so easily and people will wear it?

Forget it if you wear it, there is also a man who can wear it with a hundred steps... No, a man who can wear it with a hundred steps?

Looking at the huge boulder that exploded dozens of feet away, I'm afraid that even if my master's body stepped forward to withstand the sword, a big hole would be punched out!

"I wonder, how can I get these 'four swords'?"

"They're all monsters!"

"Mama, I want to go home..."

…

"Is it off track?"

With tears streaming down her face, she tilted her head and listened to something.

After a long moment, he frowned.

He knew that at the critical moment, He Yuxing tilted his head and regained half of his life from this fatal sword.

However, the suppressive power of Three Thousand Sword Dao is even more terrifying than the pure power of Heaven.

That guy should be completely withdrawing from the "Four Swords" competition stage.

really.

He Yuxing, who hit the ground with a bang, clutched his throat and couldn't say a word.

The spiritual energy in his body was running wildly, just trying to suppress the injury.

But at the wound, the condensed and terrifying sword intent was simply the most lethal thing he had ever seen, except for the "Four Swords".

Like maggots in the tarsal bones, the sword's intention is not only unstoppable, but also indestructible.

It was stuck in his throat like it wouldn't stop, forcing him to not even be able to free his hands and think about other things.

"despair."

"despair."

The frightening sound came out again, and He Yuxing shuddered, his face as pale as paper.

He finally understood.

No matter how talented a sword sect from a small place like his is, he is only compared to a mere county.

The Hanging Sky Sword just now, the swordsman who was two fingers wide out of its scabbard, and the man in front of him...

They are both sword sects, but the gap between them is huge.

He didn't even know what kind of sword skill the sword that penetrated him was, so how could he fight against the enemy?

The difference between cloud and mud is a world of difference!

No solution.

There is no solution at all!

Hearing the "tap-tat" sound in his ears, He Yuxing's body couldn't help but tremble violently.

This sound, which sounded like the pace of the god of death, was approaching me step by step, but I... was powerless!

"despair."

The voice finally stopped in front of me.

In his blurred vision, he could vaguely see that the blind man slowly stretched out his hand, as if he was about to hold it at his throat.

He Yuxing closed his eyes in despair.

Sorry, Blue Fairy, to disappoint you...

"Keng"

The sound of a sword sounded beside him.

He Yuxing's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened them.

While the audience was watching, he burst into tears and said "with four swords" in his left hand and "drawing the staff" in his right hand, and slowly raised his head.

They are looking at me...

Tears holding two swords seemed to be savoring something.

After more than ten years, he finally appeared in front of the Holy Temple again.

But, my world is already dark...