Chapter 161

Among the four teams, three were mixed, probably all of them were casual cultivators who had an idea, but the last one was obviously a sword cultivation organization with a Taoist tradition.

Each of them was surrounded by six swords, and the old man in the Nascent Soul stage, who was the leader, gave him a dangerous aura.

It was estimated that he was not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage.

Luo Wusheng's eyes flickered, but he didn't know what he thought of, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Well, after all, it was my own plan, and..."

Feeling the crazy gathering of the saint value in his body, Luo Wusheng gently closed his eyes.

Then he raised his left hand that was not holding the formless magic weapon.

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Ling Shuangxue's figure flickered among the spiritual plants on Jianyang Mountain.

Surrounded by a sword spirit, the sword heart was calm, and the spiritual consciousness probed a considerable distance to sense the location of the sword ghost.

The sound of fighting outside also reached her ears.

The beautiful eyes above the veil faintly revealed a bit of worry.

"I don't know what the master is going to do..."

A finger slashed out, and the sword light split the branches and leaves of the spiritual plants that were entangled with her. Ling Shuangxue sighed slightly.

Last night, she and Luo Wusheng finalized the distribution of their respective tasks for hunting the sword ghost today.

She was responsible for entering Jianyang Mountain to find and capture the sword ghost, while Luo Wusheng was outside to block several teams that wanted to take advantage of the situation, buying time for her recovery.

This was Luo Wusheng's proposal.

When she heard these words, Ling Shuangxue really couldn't keep her usual calm mood, and she almost thought she had heard it wrong.

But the boy just repeated it softly.

But... Jindan Perfection blocked Yuanying? There was more than one?

The boy looked confident, but the meaning of his words really made Ling Shuangxue confused.

She also proposed many plans to veto this plan.

However, Luo Wusheng's persistence finally won, and she barely believed that the boy really had hidden means to hold back a group of Yuanying.

But she was still worried, so she kept a little trick.

She left her cold light sword next to Luo Wusheng. As long as Luo Wusheng used his spiritual power to activate it, her sword would activate the power of the Nascent Soul and teleport Luo Wusheng to her side.

Of course, this would also slightly reduce her combat power, but she didn't care.

(But... should I say that he is really worthy of being a gentleman who can tell such a story...)

Ling Shuangxue thought of the scene when she and the boy appeared together just now.

That series of appearances were naturally arranged by Luo Wusheng.

Except that she took the initiative to hold the other party's hand and teleported.

"...Strange feeling."

Slightly squeezing the palm of her hand that she had held with Luo Wusheng before, thinking of her previous doubts about the meaning of this opening, and the boy said something serious like "to overwhelm the enemy with momentum", Ling Shuangxue showed a gentle smile in her eyebrows.

Although it was strange, it didn't feel disgusting.

Just when this thought came to her mind, the expression on her face suddenly froze and she looked at the horizon.

She had already gone deep into Jianyang Mountain and could not see the battle outside the mountain, but she could feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

And then, a voice sounded softly between heaven and earth.

"Sword... come!"

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Ling Shuangxue instantly realized the source of this familiar feeling.

The fluctuations between heaven and earth... aren't they the fluctuations when the magic I created because of the previous story is performed?

And the person who is using this magic at this moment...

(It seems that Yuli has already given this magic to him... Was it when he came to Jianzhou with him this time? Or was it also using the wooden sword to send a message?)

Many things that had been confirmed originally became completely certain at this moment.

"But I have only taught this magic to Yuli for a few short days..."

This means that the gentleman has already mastered the magic he created in just a few short days?

...Yes, after all, the [intention] used in this magic came from the other party's story.

But in addition to this, there must be a reason that the other party is indeed gifted, right?

Realizing that Luo Wusheng is using the magic that she created for him, for some reason, Ling Shuangxue suddenly felt a sense of fulfillment in her heart.

(After this incident is over, I will tell him my identity...)

You can also try to bring up that matter.

"...If Yu Li knows, she should be very happy, right?"

Ling Shuangxue said to herself, but put away the expression on her face.

The gentleman is still working hard according to the set plan, and I also need to deal with the sword ghost as soon as possible.

Her figure continued to flash into the deep mountains.

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Outside Jianyang Mountain.

Luo Wusheng's face was calm, and his momentum seemed domineering at this moment.

Recalling the so-called method of returning to the sword that Miss Jianxian had taught him before, he stretched out his palm and clenched it suddenly at the moment when he said "Sword Come".

At this moment, the faces of the four teams who were still hesitating whether to take action changed.

They suddenly found that the swords on their bodies had lost control at this moment and began to vibrate wildly.

The sword is the foundation of sword cultivation.

But at this moment, this foundation was shaken.

Among them, the team with the most drastic change of expression was the one with six swords around each person among the four teams.

Of course, the first to lose control of the flying swords were the heavy sword team that had lost their combat capability and was in a ball.

One after another, the heavy swords separated from their paralyzed masters and flew towards Luo Wusheng. Only the injured strong man could suppress them with his Nascent Soul cultivation.

The next team that couldn't control them was the team with the most swords.

They seemed to have a weak connection with their swords, and the others could at least hold on to them for a while. The flying swords around them trembled and didn't resist much at all, and they gathered directly in the direction of Luo Wusheng.

During this process, several Jindan didn't believe in evil and took out several spare swords from their storage bags, but they all flew out without exception.

The Nascent Soul sword cultivator who looked like a white-haired old man frowned and suppressed the six swords around him while trying to stop the others... But those swords that had already flown out suddenly gathered when they were blocked, emitting a domineering sword energy and directly broke through the hastily formed obstacles.

Even the old sword cultivator was so unstable that one of the six swords around him flew out.

The same situation happened in the remaining three teams.

None of the Jindan who worked together could keep their swords in this emergency, only the leading Yuanying survived.

And those flying swords were now gathered above Luo Wusheng's head.

Dozens and hundreds of swords crossed and shuttled, blocking the sunlight, making Luo Wusheng, who was originally in the light, out of the light.

Luo Wusheng in the shadow raised his head slightly.

In the left hand that was originally stretched out and held, a cold sword appeared at some point.

Looking at his right hand again, the formless magic weapon turned into liquid and finally condensed into a familiar blood-red long sword.

This sword was not as piercing as before, it was just normal size, but the energy surging on it was far greater than before.

Boom!

A terrifying thunder sounded out of thin air.

But this time, everyone knew the source of the thunder.

On Luo Wusheng's right arm holding the Wuxiang long sword, the ferocious lightning of the heavenly tribulation exploded, illuminating his calm face in the shadows.

At this moment, everyone's eyes could no longer move away from him.

"Ha, haha... I must have been dreaming after listening to the story of the gentleman yesterday, hahahaha..."

"Then... what is that? How could someone who can emit such power be just a golden elixir? Even the great master who has reached the perfection of the Yuanying realm has never given me such a palpitation!"

"With the sound of the sword, even my sword here trembled... If he has the intention, can he attract the momentum of ten thousand swords to gather together?!"

"Who is he!? When did such a person appear in the world?"

"That magic weapon that turned into a long sword, I seem to have heard of something similar somewhere..."

Some of the low-level cultivators who were watching were frightened to the ground by the overwhelming power, but most of them were trembling all over, with excitement in their eyes.

This is much more exciting than any storytelling story!

On the front battlefield, the disarmed Jindan sword cultivators were panicked and at a loss, and several Yuanyings showed solemnity on their faces at the same time.

They could feel the fluctuations condensed on the blood-colored long sword in the right hand of the boy opposite, and even with their cultivation, they would never dare to take it head-on.

Moreover, their minds were also shocked by the scene in front of them.

With a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, the boy wrapped in thunder seemed to have turned into a god at this moment, and his indifferent eyes swept over himself and others.

Luo Wusheng slightly raised his right hand holding the Wuxiang long sword, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This wave, he succeeded in pretending.

(I didn't expect that I would say this line one day. I thought I could only hear it from Xiao Yuli... But forget the last two sentences. As a parallel sword cultivator, you have to be low-key...)

Holding the sword in his hand, Luo Wusheng was full of confidence.

The collected holiness value in front of people overflowed directly. At this moment, Wuxiang showed the real full strength he could use now.

The cold sword from Ling Shuangxue in his other hand can make him appear next to the Sword Pavilion Fairy in an instant.

Now, he can retreat with a sword from Wuxiang and look for the Fairy with a sword from Hanguang.

Add to his current posture...

This is the complete Demon Sect Saint!

Luo·Two-sword style·Sword and sword·Thunder Tribulation Kirin Arm·Powerful explosion·Wusheng!

With a light step, Luo Wusheng's momentum has completely overwhelmed everyone on the opposite side.

Accompanied by thunder, his words rose lightly.

"I think this sword ghost today has nothing to do with you..."

"Why not... While it's still early, how about everyone go home?"

"Or... who wants to try to take my attack?"

The Wuxiang long sword in his hand was raised above his head, as if a sword shadow that penetrated the sky and the earth appeared on it.

In a blink of an eye, the wind and clouds changed color.

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Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 241 No, I am not the Holy Son of the Demon Sect

Luo Wusheng certainly didn’t really want to use up the Holy Spirit Points that he had accumulated with great difficulty.

Well, it’s actually okay to use them up. Judging from the current trend of Holy Spirit Points overflowing instantly, it can still increase a lot by swinging a knife and harvesting another round... Even if it can’t be pulled up, it won’t be too much different.