Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 939: Did you get the wrong script?
"Please."
Melo pulled out the long sword from the scabbard behind his backhand.
This is a very strange sword.
The blade is round, without a blade, and has a helical shape.
The tip of the sword is extremely sharp.
It seems to be a black snake spit out a letter.
As the elder of the Fenglei Great Sword Clan, because of the [Fenglei Twin Swords] Merlin's incident before, Melo is extremely hostile to the Immortal Sword Sect.
Don't say much, just shoot directly.
With a flick of the wrist, the odd-shaped sword pierced through the air.
A burst of tongue-thumping voices replaced the sound of piercing the air.
Opposite.
"Alas."
The new generation of Tianjiao Zhuge Lingxi from the Immortal Sword Sect sighed.
It seems that he is still immersed in the self-blame for the broken arm of his friend Merlin.
He said helplessly: "I also ask Elder Mei to be merciful."
The parallel fingers condensed the sword seal and swiped out.
Phew!
The long sword hanging around his waist was unsheathed automatically, turning into a rainbow light and striking out through the air.
The long sword was as terrifying as a dragon, and flew out in the air, stabbing Melo.
Melo swung his sword and slashed.
Ding.
Two swords strike each other.
In an instant, sparks sputtered all over the sky.
Swords and shadows intertwined.
The sword energy flowed through the air.
Both of them are extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, the blades collided countless times.
The figure is like a lone bird, and the sword light is like a sword.
Clusters of sparks exploded on Lunjian Peak.
Funds for special effects are burning like crazy.
In a moment——
"A sword blows and a strong wind destroys."
Melo yelled angrily, his sixth-level celestial being was at his peak, and he directly used extreme moves.
The strange-shaped sword in his hand, under the urging of the Celestial Skill, instantly turned into a living thing, and the twisted sword patterns turned into strands of wind souls, which pierced through the air and seemed to blend into the air. In an instant, he appeared in front of Tan Rui, tearing apart the space.
Every celestial man's celestial skills are natal combat skills that cannot be underestimated.
Natural combat skills can be continuously evolved and strengthened with the increase of cultivation base and realm.
Melo, who was in a rage, could be said to have pushed his celestial skill [a sword rises and a strong wind destroys] to the extreme.
"Merlin lost an arm, today I will break yours too."
Melo is murderous.
But on Zhuge Lingxi's face, there was only a hint of guilt.
"Senior, you are forcing me..."
Zhuge Lingxi did not dare to be negligent, and also displayed his celestial skills, shouting: "The turbid waves are surging, and my will will not be extinguished."
His hands formed a sword seal on his chest, and instantly changed the thirty-six repeated seals.
Each reprinting method is transformed into a kind of mysterious power, which is injected into the floating sword.
Thirty-six strands of power in a row were injected into the long sword flowing in the void under the urging of the unique 'undying profound energy' of the Immortal Sword Sect. , seemed to be gaining momentum, and immediately turned into a streamer invisible to the naked eye, breaking through the air.
Phew!
The streamer comes first.
In an instant, it pierced Melo's body.
"Uh..."
Melo froze.
Immediately, the energy in my body collapsed and dissipated like a mountain reminder.
The sword energy of the wind soul that had almost torn apart Zhuge Lingxi stopped, and immediately dissipated into the air like light smoke.
"You...you..."
A strange dead light appeared on Melo's face, and he looked at Zhuge Lingxi in disbelief.
[One sword rises and the wind urges] is a powerful celestial skill, the only flaw he hides very well is fleeting, why is it known to Zhuge Lingxi?
The fight just now was clearly led by the opponent deliberately.
From the beginning, the trap has been wide open.
Opposite.
Zhuge Lingxi's face was indifferent.
"I'm sorry, the junior missed."
He met Melo's eyes, sighed, and said lightly: "This is such a serious injury, senior will suffer endless pain while alive, why not die."
The voice did not fall.
He directly pulled the indestructible profound energy in Melo's body to explode.
Boom!
Melo's body turned into a cloud of blood mist and exploded.
The indestructible profound energy also has terrible lethality against the strong in the realm of heaven and man.
What's more, this kind of fate with no bones left?
Melo fell on the spot.
Ding ding ding.
The differentiated alien sword fell to the ground and turned into a martial arts twisted rapier, losing its luster and vitality.
"Next."
Zhuge Lingxi beckoned, the floating long sword hovered beside him, and looked at the floating pumice stone of Fenglei Great Sword Sect.
Before the battle, he kept saying that he was merciful.
In the end, it was he who killed the killer.
On the pumice stone of 'Wenxiangjianfu', Lin Beichen took out another pack of 'Qiaqia melon seeds' bought from Taobao, distributed them to Yan Ruyu and others, and grabbed a handful himself, saying: "This Zhuge Lingxi , It’s an old silver coin.”
Yan Ruyu was also quite surprised and said: "This son is known as a chivalrous man in the sect world, and he has a lot of friends, but he did not expect to act so viciously. I misunderstood him before."
"Drawing a dragon and a tiger is difficult to draw the bone, knowing the face but not the heart."
Lin Beichen said with great emotion: "A simple and honest young man like me, who can be seen through at a glance, is really too rare."
Yan Ruyu made an evaluation in silence.
"Huh?"
Xu Wan suddenly exclaimed: "Meilin has appeared."
Hu Meier was also surprised and said: "One of his hands...isn't it useless?"
Lin Beichen looked towards Lun Jianfeng.
Sure enough, I saw [Wind and Thunder Twin Swords] Merlin appearing opposite Zhuge Lingxi.
Behind the bearer are the purple and green double swords.
The long sleeve on the right was empty, fluttering slightly in the wind, and the entire right arm disappeared.
Only the left arm remains.
Countless eyes focused on this Tianjiao of the Fenglei Great Sword Clan, and felt a trace of sadness.
For a
For a swordsman, losing his right arm is undoubtedly a huge blow.
Attenuation of combat power is inevitable.
If it is worse, it is very possible to fall into the realm.
Melin is ranked ninety-six on the [Hiding Dragon Ranking].
Zhuge Lingxi ranked 109th on the [Qianlong List].
In the past, when the two fought against each other, Merlin could almost be said to have a certain chance of winning.
But now...
Seeing Mei Lin, who had lost his right arm, stepping up to Lunjian Peak recklessly, and confronting Zhuge Lingxi with one hand, everyone couldn't help feeling deep sympathy in their hearts.
Knowing that Zhuge Lingxi would not hold back, he still fought stubbornly.
What are you trying to prove?
Want to maintain the dignity of the swordsman?
Or... do you want to die in such a battle?
"It's a pity."
Lin Beichen grabbed another handful of 'Qiaqia Melon Seeds' and said, "This Meilin is just like me. You must protect yourself, otherwise..."
The voice did not fall.
Phew!
The sound of the sword's cry sounded.
A dazzling sword light passed over Lunjian Peak.
It was the sound of the wind.
Let's listen to the wind.
This sentence emerged in Lin Beichen's mind.
As for Jianfeng, the outcome has already been decided.
The sword light flicked across Zhuge Lingxi's neck.
He staggered, trying to support his head, the indifference on his face turned into disbelief.
"You...you are not..."
Blood spurted from Zhuge Lingxi's fingers.
"Who are you to ask, I have already broken a hand, why can I still cut out this sword, right?"
Meilin's expression was as calm as a frozen lake that would never make waves again, and said: "Because my name is [Fenglei Shuangjian], I have always practiced double swords... the left hand can also be swung Sword."
Everything is silent and frightened.
Lin Beichen didn't say anything later.
At this moment, he felt that something was wrong.
"This is clearly the protagonist's script."
Lin Beichen slapped his thigh, feeling the smoothness and elasticity from his palm, and said, "Director, director, come out quickly, did that guy take the wrong script and take my role away?"
Yan Ruyu glared at Lin Beichen.
The numbness and slight pain on the thighs under the long skirt lingered for a long time.
There are ripples in the heart lake.
But after hearing Lin Beichen's words, Yan Ruyu immediately realized that this guy's brain disease had struck again, talking nonsense, that's why he slapped his thigh in a daze?
The next moment——
"My apprentice..."
A mournful cry came from the floating pumice stone of the Immortal Sword Sect.
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Tomorrow, the monthly pass will be doubled. I'm so nervous. What if I get tens of thousands of monthly passes at once? How much more will it explode (*￣3)(ε￣*)