Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 199: Prestige
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Looking at this posture, many people have hopes in their hearts. Perhaps it is really possible to keep Zhao Jiuge here today. In that case, their Baie City may be well-known in the world, and the appearance of the top monk in the city has also increased their confidence. A lot.
But everything is too good for me.
"Boom..."
With the eruption and activation of the Moon Dance Galaxy, the terrifying aura that enveloped Zhao Jiuge's body has been diminished a lot, but Zhao Jiuge did not continue to take any action, just watched all of this with cold eyes, as if it seemed to him The shot is very confident.
"Boom."
A round of Yinyue went to the black-faced man alone. After all, in Zhao Jiuge’s heart, the level of threat of this black-faced man was far above the seven Wandaozong disciples, so naturally he put his focus on On the body of this black-faced man.
And the bright stars in the sky are naturally all enveloped in the offensive and silhouettes of the seven Wandaozong disciples. The offensive of the Golden Sword Slash and the silver moon first collided, making a clear sound of a golden iron horse.
The two offensives seemed to have caused the ground to shake. The huge blue stones on the ground of the city were directly exposed to different degrees of cracks, and even some were directly affected and shattered.
The dazzling golden light did not move at first, and then it began to slowly dissipate. Obviously, Zhao Jiuge has the upper hand in this match, and the black-faced man stiffened and was hit by backlash and sword energy. , It is obvious that the body has suffered serious injuries, but because the skin on the face is too dark, it is not reflected.
However, the silver moon formed by the round of sword aura showed no signs of dissipating. It was only dimmed a lot. The two sides fought quickly and attacked the body of the black-faced man in the blink of an eye.
Although this black-faced man is only a casual cultivator, he should go to quench the body flow. Under that Yuewu's offensive, his body was shattered, but he could barely hold the offensive.
At that moment, many monks watching in the city closed their eyes. When Silver Moon entered his body, the black-faced man flew with flesh and blood, and some of them were simply annihilated by the sharp sword aura. under.
This kind of visual impact shocks some low-level cultivators. The masters are often the result of life and death. If they do not move, they must have an effect.
At this time, a black light appeared, and he wanted to flee outside the city of Bai'e. Looking carefully, it turned out to be the soul of the black-faced man. Although he is still relatively fragile, it is natural to bully some low-level monks. Under Zhao Jiuge’s fierce moon dance offensive, although the black-faced man was seriously injured and destroyed, but at least the soul was still there, he was eager to flee now, knowing that there is a green mountain and not afraid of not having firewood. It seems that the black-faced man is also a decisive person.
However, Zhao Jiuge snorted coldly. The few small shrimp-like existences just now can be left alone, but this black-faced man naturally wants to cut the roots, not to mention his strength, just say three times. Two provocations to yourself, this kind of person should be damned.
"Luoyun Zhan." Zhao Jiuge said softly, his eyes were indifferent, as if a god-transforming state was in his eyes, no different from an ant.
"Shoo."
A silver light like a falling cloud, with a rapid momentum, rushed directly to the black light. Now the soul of the black-faced man has become a bird of panic, not to mention that there are not many means of resistance, even if there is This terrifying blow cannot be avoided.
"Ah...ah..."
The screaming scream cut across the sky, and came from the black light, and Luoyun Zhan directly pierced the black light. Then the vitality of the black-faced man became weaker and weaker, and finally the whole soul was dissipated. In the world, at this point, the black-faced man has completely fallen.
On the other side, the offensive on both sides has not yet ended. The magic weapons of the seven Wandaozong disciples are constantly releasing various offensives. In the void, a variety of colorful auras continue, but the sky full of sword aura turned into stars, But they are constantly degenerating and resisting these offensives continuously.
"Crack..."
The cooperation of the seven people, plus the powerful magic weapons, the natural offensive is amazing. It is resistant to the sky full of stars and the dazzling stars. It seems that the roots of the teeth will not stop. At the beginning, the two sides were still in a glued state. With the effort of breathing, the stalemate was broken instantly.
In the magic weapon, some of the auras that radiated began to become particularly unstable, and while maintaining the spiritual power to stimulate the magic weapon, while stabilizing the formation, it was naturally consumed. The two disciples with weak cultivation bases had their bodies changed. The wobbly began to fall.
"Boom..."
Finally, the seven can no longer resist, that kind of continuous offensive, after all, whether it is spiritual power
The gap in cultivation is still not enough to make up for a few people.
The first two disciples who couldn't stand it were the two disciples with the weakest cultivation base. Not only were they unable to control the magic weapon anymore, they had already suffered serious injuries, and they were completely backlashed in the body, and their spiritual power rushed.
The actions of the two of them seemed to break the balance, breaking the situation in an instant, and even the formation could not be maintained. In an instant, the seven fell into a disadvantage and appeared for a while. Panic.
As the injuries of the two disciples appeared, the other five could not withstand the starry offensive, and many magic weapons were broken. This time, they had no formation, directly and completely exposed. Under the stars that sword gas turned into.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
The screams of several people broke out again. With that bleak look, the scalp of the person watching was numb, but Zhao Jiuge remained unmoved. Maybe he was still softhearted before, but he had experienced the things of Pei Susu. After that, he would never be soft-hearted to anyone again, just ask, who was soft-hearted before?
Among the seven disciples, a few of them are wealthy, and they also have automatic body armor, while the others don’t, they can only shout heartbreakingly, and can only watch the stars fall into their bodies. , Allowing the sword energy to penetrate into his body, destroying his body, and feel the painful pain.
However, the fate of the seven people is the same, except that some people are in front and some are behind. When the body finally can't hold it at all, after the continuous falling stars are devastated, they have to give up the body and let Yuan Ying Fleeing, but everything is within the range of the stars, even Yuan Ying can't escape, and can only encounter all of this abruptly, as if suffering from the pain of the world.
Regardless of the strength of the seven people, regardless of their strengths, their deep foundations, they all encounter the same encounter, but the weaker encounters first and fall first, and the more powerful resists for a while, and then encounters this torture for a while, that kind of sword The anger was fierce, and the flesh only felt a biting pain.
Not long after, everyone was killed and injured. Neither Yuan Ying nor Yuanshen escaped from this ending. Zhao Jiuge's black brocade shook slightly, his face holding'Han Ming' in his hand was indifferent, and many people were silent, look. With Zhao Jiuge's gaze, they all began to dodge a little. The strength that Zhao Jiuge showed was a bit beyond their expectations. At this moment, he was like a **** of killing, with killing intent flowing throughout his body.
(End of this chapter)