Chapter 737: The Magic Sword Technique that Overpowers the Flower Fairy Eyes Magic Technique!

"It's an illusion."

The uncle who pierced the vagina's throat with four fingers responded with a smile: "It's both an illusion and a swordsmanship, a swordsmanship that surpasses the illusion of your flower fairy eyes."

fencing?

Everyone watching in the field was shocked.

In my mind, a legendary swordsmanship suddenly appeared...

"Illusion swordsmanship?"

On the other side, Baigui made a surprised sound.

His cross-eyed eyes were wide open, but he found that he failed to mobilize the power of the holy blood and used the power of annihilation to shatter this space.

now.

Baigui's pair of overlapping green and orange pupils stared at another sloppy uncle in front of him in shock and inexplicable shock.

The uncle's two fingers are holding a drop of holy blood that is unwilling to be restrained and trying to chase freedom.

That's the holy blood that his hundred ghosts took out!

But.

When was the holy blood stolen?

"Your illusion..."

Facing the shock of the entire audience, the sloppy uncle just smiled and shook his head: "It's just a matter of doing what you do."

As he spoke, he put the holy blood into the ring with his backhand, pointed at the vagina on the other side that had been pierced through the throat by another uncle's four fingers, and asked Baigui:

"If I kill him, will you be so frightened that you give me your position as Lord Huang Quan?"

Baigui's pupils shrank suddenly.

His pupils moved back and forth, looking in disbelief at the man in front of him who was divided into two but could control two great slashes at the same time.

What ability is this?

What kind of cultivation is this?

"impossible!"

Baigui was going crazy, he was going crazy, he couldn't even see how the Dao was distributed here when he cut the Dao, and he exclaimed in shock:

"You don't have a sword, how can you use the phantom sword technique?"

"Besides, you are not a master of the Eight Immortals. How can you control the two of us at the same time? How can you withstand the flower fairy eyes?"

"You're laughing so hard!" The sloppy uncle looked indifferent.

He said this without smiling at all, and his expression was cold and serious: "Until now, do you still doubt my identity?"

"Eight Masters, it's impossible to draw a sword!" Hundred Ghosts roared.

He knows something.

While speaking angrily, Hyakki used anger and madness to cover up his true intentions.

But secretly trying to use the Cross Eyes to extinguish the illusion here, Baigui discovered that this was like reality, and it didn't look like an illusion at all.

The two sloppy uncles in front of me are both real people!

"External incarnation?"

Baigui has a death wish in his heart. Doesn't this mean that the other party is a semi-saint?

But, that’s not right!

Semi-Saint, why do you pretend to be the Eight Masters?

Although Baigui was stalling for time, what he said about the eight masters being unable to draw a sword was also true!

Hearing this, the sloppy uncle just shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Even when you are dying, you don't know the means by which you died..."

"My sword is in your heart."

Finished.

The sloppy uncle's other hand, which everyone had inexplicably ignored, suddenly appeared in everyone's perception.

It's pressed right on Baigui's heart!

After finishing his words, the uncle curled his hands into a sword-holding position, and actually pulled out a black and white sword with many lines from the heart of Baigui.

"Uh, ah ah ah"

The painful roar instantly echoed in everyone's ears.

The flow of time here seems to be slowed down hundreds or thousands of times.

The sword of black and white was drawn out little by little.

Everyone can clearly see the Bagua Xuanxiang on it and feel the Taoist aura gathered on the sword.

"Famous sword!"

Jiang Chaotian exclaimed: "Isn't this the Taisheng Water Sword? Isn't this the sword of Yao Mansion and Yao Ye? Is he from the Yao family?"

No one responded.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with shock and inexplicable shock, and listened to the helpless wails of hundreds of ghosts in their ears.

One slashed.

In front of this sloppy uncle, he was so helpless that he became like this!

The scenes in it are all visible to the storyteller, and he can't help but feel terrified.

"Illusion Sword Technique..."

It can be said that in this small space world of yin and yang, life and death, the only one who can feel the unreality of the current scene is the storyteller.

I have the experience of seeing my brother draw a sword, so I know the story.

The sword here is just a small microcosm of the truly vast phantom sword technique.

And the moment when the sloppy uncle pulled Taisheng's water sword out of Baigui's heart.

Yincao and Baigui lost half of their life in the eyes of everyone at the same time.

"died?"

Everyone swallowed.

At this moment, even Xu Xiaoshou felt ridiculous.

This is ridiculous!

This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!

The two great slashers are just gone?

This uncle is the Eight Masters, right? The one at the head of the Saint Slave is the fake?

Xu Xiaoshou even had such thoughts in his mind at the moment.

However.

After slowly wiping the sword, the sloppy uncle wiped the blood from Taisheng's water sword and flicked the sword lightly with his finger.

"Keng"

There was a crisp sound of sword clanging.

When everyone saw the scene in front of them, they were shattered again.

Another screen appears.

After learning the truth, everyone felt numb again.

I saw the scene in the field, the sloppy uncle didn't move at all, and there was no sword in his hand.

And Yin Cao, just like the illusion in his flower fairy eyes, really jumped out and even jumped in front of the sloppy uncle.

At this moment, the two of them were only a few steps away from each other.

The uncle didn't move.

Yin Cao was sweating profusely, panting, and his face was as white as paper.

He's not dead!

But it was as if he was living the rest of his life after death.

And the Hundred Ghosts who were lagging behind were not dead yet, their hands were still in the posture of taking out the Holy Blood.

However, at this moment, the Holy Blood was gone.

There was only a small stone left in the palm of the Hundred Ghosts.

"..."

The whole place was quiet.

There was no sound.

At this moment, everyone realized that the scene of the death of Hades and the Hundred Ghosts was the real illusion!

A kind of illusion swordsmanship that overwhelmed the illusion of the Flower Fairy Eyes!

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

His "perception" could see through the truth of the Flower Fairy Eyes, but he could not see through the illusion swordsmanship of the sloppy uncle.

Thinking back to the man's words just now, "It's nothing more than showing off one's skills in front of an expert", he now felt that this uncle was the real fortress.

This is an illusion!

...

"Illusion swordsmanship?"

On the other side, Hades swallowed his saliva and spoke with difficulty.

His face showed the weakness of surviving a disaster, but there was no hope for a future blessing.

Just look at the moment, Yin Cao's flower fairy eyes met the uncle's turbid eyes, and they completely lost their color.

It was obviously a phoenix and a chicken.

At this moment, the chicken was more skilled!

"Yes." The uncle just nodded.

"Are you really the Eight Masters?" Yin Cao asked again.

"Yes." The uncle nodded again.

"..."

Yin Cao couldn't ask any more and fell silent.

The uncle said: "Since you have died once, you can finally answer my question! Where is Huang Quan?"

Yin Cao felt powerless.

How to fight this?

This man's illusion swordsmanship is so powerful that even the flower fairy eyes can't resist it.

It turns out that what Master Huang Quan said was actually true...

It's not that if you have the Lei family pupil and your cultivation reaches the way of cutting, you can be fearless of Taixu, and even cooperate with the holy blood to fight Taixu.

There are many geniuses in this world.

Some people only practice one move in their lives until they reach the pinnacle.

What pupil technique is all false.

He can break all laws with just one force!

Looking at the sloppy uncle in front of him, Yin Cao still didn't believe that this person was the Eight Zun An.

But whether he was the Eight Zun An or not, it didn't matter anymore.

Saying that he was one of the Seven Sword Immortals, Yin Cao now felt that this person was worthy of such a title.

Illusion Sword Technique is known as the most difficult technique to practice among the nine sword techniques.

This person can actually practice to this level, it's simply terrifying!

"Lord Huang Quan..."

Yin Cao pursed his lips, as if he was not going to resist anymore and wanted to tell the location of Lord Huang Quan.

Who would have thought.

The next second, everyone heard him screaming: "Save me"

The whole audience was shocked.

At this moment, even the sloppy uncle was shocked by such a coquettish operation and was unable to react for a while.

At the same time.

Bai Gui also screamed in the back:

"Lord Huang Quan, save me"

Not only did he say the name, but he also had a hint of grievance and unwillingness.

But in the end, both of them shouted out.

After the sloppy uncle reacted, his face suddenly became solemn, and he put his two fingers together and cut forward, as if he really wanted to cut off the head of the underworld.

However, at this moment, the void ripples flooded, and the power of time and space suddenly emerged.

A faint golden light rose from the two Yan Wang who were calling for help.

The sword finger that the uncle crossed across the throat of the underworld seemed to have cut into an alternate dimension.

Even his hand went straight through the body of the underworld.

"The power of time and space?" The sloppy uncle was surprised.

Then he watched the two of them being swallowed by the black hole under the influence of the power of time and space, and their figures disappeared directly on the spot.

"Run away?" Jiang Chaotian in the back was bloodshot.

Jiang Shao's three disgusting pupils had not yet recovered.

The two Yan Wangs, ran away?

He immediately rushed forward, but in addition to passing through the original space where the underworld was located, he could not even catch a trace of the enemy's clothes.

When he landed, Jiang Chaotian seemed to have aged by dozens of years.

It seemed that his appearance in this battle was a superfluous role from beginning to end.

From the storyteller, to the first Eight Lords, to the two Yama Kings, to the second Eight Lords...

No one in the audience took his Half Saint Jiang's Way of Slashing seriously!

It can even be said that they ignored it directly...

Jiang Chaotian felt that something was wrong with this world.

When did the sense of existence of the Way of Slashing become so slim?

But after realizing that he was stuck in a dead end, he jumped out of the deadlock of thinking and thought again, and he knew what kind of vortex he was in.

The Holy Slave, the two Eight Lords, and the Yama King Organization, which specializes in collecting the Lei Family Pupils and has two supreme artifacts as its leader...

This is not a situation that he, Jiang Chaotian, can intervene in.

Or, in other words, the entire Jiang family is the only one who can intervene in this matter.

Except for the Half Saint.

The weakest one must have the cultivation of Taixu!

"Pah."

Thinking of this, Jiang Chaotian slapped his forehead and lowered his eyelids.

He understands the truth.

But what should Jiang Shao do?

How can he, Jiang Chaotian, go back to the Jiang family and give an explanation?

...

The other side.

"Interesting..."

The sloppy uncle touched the space, felt the remaining power, and whispered to himself:

"Such a strong power of time seems to have only been felt in Kong Yuhen's body."

"But he also has the power of space attribute..."

"Interesting!"

The sloppy uncle murmured, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining: "This Huangquan is so powerful!"

He can't control the three people of the Jiang family.

Since the two Yan Wang were rescued from a distance, it was unexpected.

Then there is only one person left who is worth the uncle's concern.

"Eight Zun An?" The uncle turned his head and looked at Xu Xiaoshou with amusement.

"Wait a minute."

Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand at him, came straight to Jiang Qi, and said bluntly:

"The Three Sinful Eyes are not in my hands, and I don't want to be enemies with your clan's half-saints. It's not the enemy of the Saint Slave. My nature is that I never take the initiative to attack."

Jiang Qi was stunned, not understanding what the masked man wanted to do.

Xu Xiaoshou said calmly: "Whether you believe it or not, you can pay attention to the organization of the King of Hell. I believe that the Three Sinful Eyes can be handed over to a junior to bring out. You Jiang family, and other Lei family pupils, so... you know."

That's all.

Xu Xiaoshou stopped talking.

He knew Jiang Qi was a smart man, and he didn't need to make it too clear.

The real Eight Zun An would not deliberately make enemies with a half-saint.

But!

It's not worth deliberately making friends.

So, he only had to mention one sentence, and that was enough.

After that.

Xu Xiaoshou just turned his head and looked at the storyteller: "Let them out!"

The storyteller hadn't reacted yet who was Xu Xiaoshou, so Xu Xiaoshou could only send him a voice message: "I am Xu Xiaoshou."

The storyteller suddenly realized and directly released the Jiang family members from the small space world and returned them to the Tianqi Forest.

...

He had inexplicably left the small space world of Yin and Yang Life and Death? At this moment, Jiang Chaotian knew that he had escaped.

But at the same time, he lost all clues!

On the side, Jiang Qi was immersed in thinking.

"What do you mean?"

At first, Jiang Qi thought that the masked Ba Zun An was real, after all, he had been to Tianyang Manor.

But later, the sloppy uncle's magic swordsmanship was too amazing, and she no longer believed that the masked man was Ba Zun An. It was possible that the sloppy uncle was Ba Zun An.

However, the masked man who spoke to her at the end could command the storyteller!

It didn't matter which of the eight Zun An was real or fake.

The important thing is that there is only one small space world of Yin-Yang Life and Death in the world, and it is the Saint Slave Storyteller.

In other words, the storyteller in the red skirt in the field is definitely a real person.

The power of space is too rare.

No one can imitate this.

So, the masked man who didn't make a move at the end is the real Eight Masters?

But if you understand it this way, that fake sloppy uncle has both sword thoughts and magic sword skills, and is so perfect...

"Hmm!"

Jiang Qi suddenly covered her head and groaned, feeling a splitting headache.

She was going crazy because of herself!

Not important...

Not important...

Try to abandon all this as much as possible, Jiang Qi turned around and looked at Jiang Chaotian who was healing Jiang Shao's injuries non-stop, and said: "Senior, we may be saved."

"Save?" Jiang Chaotian didn't even turn his head, obviously not paying attention.

"Yeah."

Jiang Qi was very sure. She recalled what the masked man Ba ​​Zun'an said to her at the end. Suddenly, she had a very bold and terrible inference in her heart, saying:

"I dare not talk about the half-saint of my clan, but since the three-disgusting pupils are so important, why is it thrown away so inexplicably?"

"Maybe, this is just a line of half-saints in my clan?"

Jiang Chaotian's healing action stagnated, and he looked back, and his eyes regained their spirit.

Yes!

Yan Wang, this organization, is clearly a super big fish.

Even before the loss of the three-disgusting pupils, he, Jiang Chaotian, as the Jiang family's slashing way, had great intelligence, but he had never heard of the name of this organization.

However, Yan Wang has developed to possess the wounded sword, the soul cut, and the two tears of the family pupils!

At that moment, Jiang Chaotian opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly stopped and looked back at Jiang Shao.

The blood in Jiang Xian's eyes in his arms had dried up.

At this time, his eyelashes trembled, showing signs of waking up.

"Not dead!"

Jiang Chaotian was overjoyed.

He then immediately collected his thoughts, turned back to Jiang Qi, and said solemnly: "Since you said you dare not make irresponsible comments about the half-saint, then don't make irresponsible comments about the half-saint."

Jiang Qi nodded: "Yes."

Yes.

Bai Yi is coming.

We can't make irresponsible comments here, we will discuss it when we go back.

This matter must be discussed clearly.

As for now, let's confirm the identity of the victim and let Bai Yi seek justice for Jiang Shao!

After all...

Darkness should be conquered by light!