Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 180: Golden Thunder Lion (middle)
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Zi Wuji, who had lost Shura’s roar, looked at the eight Eight Desolate Swords circling around him with the sound of swords, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart, even though it was in the Eight Desolate Swords, the fiery flames carried A bit of stability, but it is not normal for him.
The sword formation, just the oppressive feeling brought about by the sword power, already made Zi Wuji already have a great deal of pressure, not even talking about the sharpness brought out by the cold light of the blade.
Even though he still has no means to display, but the sword formation is complete, the phantoms brought out by the eight desolate swords continue to remain in the void around his body, and Zi Wuji, who lacks actual combat experience, is still in his heart. Thinking about what to do, but under this panic, he missed the opportunity to start breaking the sword formation. Generally, the earlier the sword formation broke, the easier it was, but after the accumulation of sword strength behind, the more powerful it is. Breaking the formation is not so easy.
Eight Eight Desolate Divine Swords blocked the water surrounded by Zi Wuji. It was only when the first sword energy bombarded them that Zi Wuji reacted and wanted to resist.
"Boom."
Sword aura after another, constantly criss-crossing Zi Wuji, Zhao Jiuge's mind controls the Eight Desolate Sword Formation, and after experiencing the previous fight, he can finally let out a sigh of relief. After resting for a while, as for Zi Wuji in the Eight Desolate Sword Formation, naturally, he did not receive such a little treatment.
Zi Wuji, who was enveloped by the Eight Desolate Sword Array, finally began to panic. Seeing the sword energy that was constantly bombarding, he could only subconsciously resist it, urging his spiritual power to the maximum. After reaching the level, he directly waved his arms crazily, and the purple aura released by the sharp claws directly shattered the sword energy.
At first, Zi Wuji didn't think there was much. Everything was easy. The sword energy that kept falling, like sheets of paper, was shredded by his own sharp claws, but as time went on, Zi Wuji Gradually, something was not right, and Zhao Jiuge watched this scene, the arc of the corners of his mouth began to grow bigger and bigger.
"Boom boom boom..."
Because the sword formation has been completed and the sword aura is constantly bombarding, there will be no time to stay at all. It will directly bombard with the spiritual power released by Zi Wuji, but over time, I find that the level is getting stronger and stronger. But I felt a little overwhelmed.
At this time, Zi Wuji discovered that the mystery of the Eight Desolation Sword Formation was a little flustered, and immediately began to fear. Then, looking at the sword light around him, a thought emerged in Zi Wuji's heart. , Is to get rid of this Eight Desolate Sword Formation as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he continues, he will lose no doubt. In that case, his wishes and ambitions will be directly frustrated. The most important thing is that, if that happens, he may return to himself. In the family, there will be someone supporting his younger brother, which will cause the future patriarch to inherit, which will become two situations. Naturally, Zi Wuji did not want to see this result.
Time has passed longer and longer, and the purple-red luster around him has also begun to lighten and darken. The situation has become worse and worse. On the contrary, Zi Wuji has calmed down. He hadn't I thought that today's situation would have reached this level, but he hesitated for a moment in his heart before he made a decision.
"Buzzing..."
The fluctuations of spiritual power have already begun to radiate. From Zi Wuji's body, the fluctuations are a bit abnormal. Although Zi Wuji is still resisting, the purple aura covers him.
Immediately, a sharp scream resounded, and the sound was harsh, somewhat similar to the Shura roar that Zi Wuji had displayed before. The next moment, Zhao Jiuge only saw the figure of Zi Wuji in the Eight Desolate Sword Formation. Disappearing, what appeared was a sable mink.
Zi Wuji was directly forced to use the body. Generally speaking, Yao Xiu's body is powerful, but after transforming into a human form, it is naturally affected to a certain extent. Now that Zi Wuji is used, I just want to fight it. Break through the eight wilderness sword formations and break free.
Looking at the two-to-three-meter-sized sable mink figure with red eyes, Zhao Jiuge was a little surprised, but Zi Wuji chose to show his body. In that case, it can only show that Zi Wuji has reached the end of the mountain, otherwise neither Will do it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge's mind is tightly controlling the eight Eight Desolation Swords, not allowing Zi Wuji to break free, so that he can give up, anyway, now that the sword formation is complete, Zhao Jiuge is not too worried, just Afraid of dragging it down, this Zi Wuji wanted to ask for mercy. After all, once Demon Xiu's own body was injured, it would affect his strength.
Zi Wuji, who came out of Shi's body, has already represented that he has fallen behind and is about to start desperately. All this can be seen by a discerning person, and even many people have begun to shake their heads slightly.
However, the Zi Wuji, which displayed its body, was indeed much fierce. Every time it was swung, it caused a wave of breaking wind, and even curled up with bursts of purple aura. The sword energy bombarded by those eight wilderness sword formations, He was directly and easily crushed by him, but Zhao Jiuge controlled eight small and exquisite Eight Desolate Swords with his mind, and the sword array was tightly defensively stitched together without any flaws to Zi Wuji. Even if there was a gap, there were some Eight Desolates in an instant. Hovering over to block the air attack.
Seeing Zi Wuji, who couldn't get rid of his body, became even more anxious. The action was even a bit crazy, and the constant release methods bombarded the sword energy from all directions.
It’s just that all this is in vain. As time goes by, the power of the sword formation is accumulating more and more fiercely. Whether it is power or frequency, it is constantly improving. In the end, even the body is displayed. Zi Wuji is also helpless, and feels overwhelmed, but now the body has been displayed, what other methods can Zi Wuji have?
Except for the current one between Zhao Jiuge and Zi Wuji, the other ten games are over. The figures on the competition stage are watching this one. Everyone is watching Zhao Jiuge controlling the eight small and exquisite Eight Desolates. Sword, whispering wind, when the persecuting Zi Wuji was so embarrassed, he couldn't help feeling a little fortunate, and even some guards.
"Pouch..."
A dull sound, it was an unstoppable sword gas, which directly pierced Zi Wuji's main body arm, and the purple hair suddenly opened a small wound, but no blood spilled out, because when When the wound appeared, a thin layer of ice froze the wound, even exuding a little bit of chill.
With the first wound, there will be a second. Basically, in a blink of an eye, there are a few more wounds on the body of Zi Wuji. I am afraid that it will not be long before the wounds will increase, but At that time, the defense completely failed, and more sword energy enveloped him, waiting for him to end in blood and blood.
Feeling the pain in his body, Zi Wuji has already begun to fear in his heart. He is naturally afraid of death, and he can feel the rapid flow of blood and blood. Now he can maintain it with his body, but he persists for a while. After the effort, I am afraid there will be life-threatening.
The fear of death is getting stronger and stronger, and I already feel the crisis in my heart. Zi Wuji, who is afraid of death, naturally wants to give up, but his heart is full of unwillingness. If I just give up, I am afraid he will If you lose a lot, you can’t enter Wanyao Mountain. Not to mention, even the marriage of the colorful Linghe clan and Hanyan will become impossible. In that case, the future patriarch of Sable Mink will become deadlocked and delayed. The longer it is, the more problems there will naturally be, but compared to your own life, all of this doesn't seem to be that important.
"Pouch..."
Finally, when a few more sword qi bombarded his body, the wounds were already all over his body, and there was still sword intent running around in his body, the last bit of hesitation in Zi Wuji's heart began to burst, he was afraid I'm not afraid that I won't have firewood. After all, I can only have everything if I save my life. If I lose my life here, it will only kill others and his brother.
"I admit defeat."
Feeling that the crisis of death is getting closer and closer, it seems that it is only one step away. Zi Wuji can't take care of any face, or how embarrassed he is at this moment, and directly shouted crazy. In a word, the voice is so loud, I am afraid that others will not hear the same. If you are late, you may lose your life.