Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 129: Capture the Flag
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Seeing that all three of Xuantianfeng’s disciples are in the foundation-building realm, and the spiritual coercion of that foundation-building realm is permeated, the faces of the honest boy and the stuttering fat man are shocked. It didn't take long before he ran into such a powerful opponent.
But now that the arrow is on the bow, I have to send it, not to mention that one of them still occupies the advantage of the number of people. No matter how powerful the other is, there are only three people.
The simple and honest young man who took the lead, holding a slender gray-black flying sword in his hand, and using the sword Qi Tongxuan chapter in his hand, which is the first form of the Xuantian sword.
A silver sword light flashed in an instant, and he waved away at Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge's words made him very upset and at the same time humiliated them Xuan Luofeng, so he went to Zhao Jiuge as soon as he shot. Feng and Bai Qingqing were directly ignored by him.
Looking at the simple and honest boy who was so cruel as soon as he shot, Zhao Jiuge felt a sense of arrogance in his heart, sword fight, then I also use sword fight, sword fight against sword fight, even if I don’t use other means, I can deal with it. you!
Since the start is so fierce, then I have nothing to say about it. The green plum sword fluoresces around the sword body, and its own spiritual power is constantly pouring into the sword, and the exercises in the body are already running quickly.
Zhang Fan Juzhuo, Roulu does not give effect, Xiao Xia Qingzhou, Tiaoxi Chuilun, Bianzhou a leaf, the river is like practice, the great waves are endless.
Xuantian Jianjue's first-level Xuanxuan Jianjue appeared in Zhao Jiuge's heart, and then a brighter silver light gathered on the tip of the green plum sword, the silver light with a sharp aura.
After finishing the show, he couldn't help but cater to the sword light flying towards him. Ever since Jianjue had realized that day and used this opportunity to break through to the foundation-building realm, Zhao Jiuge has not practiced, and because he does not have a good flying sword in his hand, and the second level of the mysterious sky sword, he has been Zhao Jiuge hasn't used Jianjue much since.
If you don’t use it for a long time, it doesn’t mean you are worse than a simple and honest boy. The gap in the realm is not a hard condition to make up. Compared with the spiritual power of other spiritual realms, the spiritual power of Zhao Jiuge's foundation realm is undoubtedly more condensed and domineering .
When the two sword airs collided, they emitted a dazzling light, so that the two people who were close to each other could feel the tingling sensation on their skin.
Puff.
Like a tree of silver flowers and fire, the sword energy of the simple and honest boy exploded in general. When it hit the surrounding flowers and plants, it instantly pierced the branches and leaves, causing a jitter, and banging continuously.
The simple and honest boy obviously has some very strong actual combat experience. All this happened as he thought. When he waved a sharp forehead sword aura, the spiritual power of the whole body was urged. The force is externalized, and the space around the body is firmly aided by each other, resisting Zhao Jiuge's remaining sword qi, while secretly raising his qi, preparing to continue to attack after resisting this blow.
But he guessed the beginning, but didn't guess the ending. The sharp forehead sword energy instantly hit the aura of the body in front of him.
The honest young man only felt a humming sound in his mind, and then his whole body seemed to be overstocked. A heavy injury knocked him away a few meters away, and the shining light of the whole body suddenly dissipated, and the bones in the body were all emitted for a while. Painful. Even around him, the green grass on the ground was forced by the remaining force of this sword aura, and was drawn into the back with the simple and honest boy.
The simple and honest young man let out a muffled hum, resisting the pain, propped his right hand alone, the facial features on his face were twisted together, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were fierce.
But Zhao Jiuge didn't give him a chance to get up at all. The lion fights the rabbit and still needs his best. What's more, there are so many people on the other side, and they are neat and slaughter.
The golden-yellow spiritual power is outside the body, and a strong golden aura is ready to come out, and then gathers together and transforms into a huge yellow palm, shooting at the honest young man who wants to get up, but remember to send it If he came to the brother, he encountered other Liangfeng disciples and beat him violently. Therefore, Zhao Jiuge's attack, looking at the mighty power, did not actually use his full strength.
Soon this golden palm patted the honest boy who couldn't react. The sword robes of the simple and honest boy were suddenly torn apart, and the skin all over his body turned bright red, as if blood was gushing out, revealing weirdness. The corners of his mouth were already full of residual blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed. The right hand that had just been propped up instantly lay flat on the grass. , Couldn't move, only after the fingers twitched lightly for a few times, the whole person was motionless. If it weren't for the aura, everyone thought he was dead.
Only the remaining strength Zhao Jiuge knew what was going on. If this kid hadn't been supported by the physique of the realm of transforming spirits, even if he had spare energy left, he would not escape death.
All this happened between the lightning and flint. Except for the four of them who were holding flying swords in their heads, they had already moved, and the rest of the dozen or so people hadn't moved yet. This simple boy was beaten to the ground, covered in blood.
And when the two of them fought, the other two on the field also quickly ended the battle. After all, the foundation-building realm and the spiritual transformation realm were not separated by a little bit of spiritual power.
On the other side, the stuttering fat man was actually holding a huge black flying sword in his hand. The whole body exudes a dark light. The width of the lightsaber is more than one foot, equivalent to the width of five or six swords. It is the same magic weapon, but in fact it is not much higher than the other magic weapon Flying Sword, because although it looks huge, it is only made of ordinary black iron.
This stuttering fat guy, although he speaks funny, but when he enters the state of fighting, he seems to be a different person, and his temperament is quite calm.
Holding this huge flying sword with both hands, the sword is slung across his chest and placed on his right shoulder. It is in front of him in a wide open and close fashion, running all the way, his goal is the one with coldness The cold is like wind, after all, it is harder than killing a pig to have him start with Bai Qingqing. Although the speed of running all the way is agile, the pace is not at all messy.
Different from Zhao Jiuge’s disdain, the cold and dark eyes at this moment are full of fighting spirit. Although the opponent is only a spirit realm, this is the first time he holds a flying sword to fight!
No one can understand how ordinary disciples like them can have a magic weapon soon after they get started, a flying sword of the lowest level, what a happy thing, but even this is not an excessive requirement. Difficult.
The same moves, the same swordsmanship, the same silver sharp sword aura. The difference is that Leng Rufeng's gesture of using this gray flying sword is a bit awkward. After all, it is the first time, and his heart is full of excitement and tension.
Because he was thinking about flying swords, Leng Rufeng forgot to show mercy to his men. He left no room for his shots. He moved like thunder with his hands up and the sword down.
Sword Qi was like an earth dragon directly against the ground and went straight to the honest young man. This made the stuttering fat man who likes to walk hard and hard to get a little taken aback. The brief consternation brought unaccustomedness, but when the whole body skin stabbed like When the feeling of rupture appeared, he knew that at this moment, he was not playing around in the mountains as usual, but actually fighting.
But he was too late to use the sword, so the spiritual power of his whole body surged crazily outside his body, and the body armor was tightly attached to his surroundings. At the same time, the spiritual power in the body rushed into the huge dark flying sword in both hands. While doing a good job of defense and resistance, he wanted to use his own brute force to resist the fierce sword energy at the same time!
At this time, the stuttering fat man had a crazy look in his eyes, but the result was still in vain.
The silver sword aura enlarged in the dark pupils of the stuttering fat man, and then a burst of light flashed in the stuttering fat man's eyes, this is the time!
Holding the huge black flying sword in both hands, he slammed his chest diagonally, with a feeling of force and weight, he walked away at the radiant sword air that was as cold as the wind.
"Boom..."
A deafening roar resounded through this mountain forest. Even the towering trees around are constantly dropping leaves, and the branches are constantly trembling. The surrounding trees are all moving so much, let alone personally. The stuttering fat guy I came into contact with, let alone know that Leng Rufeng didn't keep his hands like Zhao Jiuge!
Puff...
The fleshy face of the stuttering fat man then vomited blood up to the sky, the blood was like rain and mist, and the vomiting was fleeting. The tiger's mouth on both hands was shaken open, and the cracked mouth was stained with blood, like a scar on the hand.
Even the two sleeves of the green sword robe on his body have been broken into strips of cloth and hung in front of them. They were cut by sword energy.
Boom.
The stuttering fat man who flew upside down crossed a parabola through the air, and fell to the ground with a dull sound, raising the dust on the ground in the mountains and forests, and at the same time floating fallen leaves.
This time, the stuttering fat man suffered more injuries than the simple and honest boy just now. After falling to the ground, he didn't even convulse. He didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries, but his internal organs were actually shattered.
As for Bai Qingqing's movements are much simpler and cleaner than the two of them. Fenghua’s spiritual light instantly shined. He didn’t use sword fights or other moves, but simply picked out two sword flowers. Relying on the power of the spirit weapon, he smashed the two Xuanluofeng disciples who were somewhat twisted. go with.
The green sword robes on the two of them were immediately torn apart, revealing only the white underwear inside. The long black hair on their heads turned into roots, just like the withered grass that was drifting up because of the movement just now, flying in the air. Hovering, then fell to the ground.
This hand can be said to be more amazing than Zhao Jiuge and Leng Rufeng, and the control of spiritual power reached a level of freedom. Although the two bodies were not harmed, their hearts were shocked and there was already a shadow.
The two teenagers licked their dry lips and looked at each other in unison. They felt that Bai Qingqing's spiritual power had not yet dissipated, and they did not act rashly. They held Feijian's palm tightly in their hands. The veins are already violent, even a little white, but still dare not move easily, staring at Bai Qingqing, waiting for her actions and the next reaction.
The movements of the three of them were very fast, just a blink of an eye, which immediately stopped the spirit power of the dozens of Xuan Luofeng disciples who had been behind them, the imposing spirit power of them. Looking at the two wounded compatriots who were unbelievable, they didn't seem to expect that even though the other three had the realm of foundation building, they could cause this scene!
Forced by the shock on the field, a dozen of Xuan Luofeng disciples did not speak, and at the same time they hesitated to look at the expressions of their companions.
The menacing appearance just now disappeared. Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but curled up his lips, smiled playfully, and said jokingly, "It's who's turn to hand over the flag now."