Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 237: Little ghosts are hard to come by
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"Crack..."
The power of the sword formation lies in its power. Once the dense sword aura forms its power, that kind of sharpness will have to make people retreat.
The young man with the sword just had time to swing the cyan sword in his hand. The sword energy directly poured all the offensive on him. The offensive was like a storm, and the young man with the sword was strangled instantly.
Severe pain is flowing all over the body. Fortunately, this young man with a knife is not an ordinary person. The greater the pain, the more he can calm down. The experienced him has already understood that there is no room for recovery. All five of them were crushed and beaten by Zhao Jiuge. Now there are only two of them. They are shrouded by the Eight Desolate Sword Formation. Where there is the possibility of a comeback, Xu Zhu is dead, so why should he be buried with Xu Zhu, thinking of this, like The young man with a knife who broke his arm had a decision in his heart.
With a move of mind, the brown cloth bag that was protecting Xuzhu immediately burst out with a burst of light, and then a scroll came to him, and instantly protected himself.
"Boom boom boom..."
The next moment, a series of dull noises continued to come, and the sword aura of the Eight Desolation Sword Formation continuously bombarded the brown cloth bag with a crisp sound.
The young man with the knife broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, his reaction was quick. Otherwise, he would lose more than one arm. Perhaps his entire body would be smashed by this sword formation.
But at this moment, Xu Zhu was completely exposed to the Eight Desolation Sword Formation, and a drop of golden water blasted towards him in the distance. It can be said that the situation turned upside down in an instant. The change.
Xu Zhu's whole expression panicked, and he didn't expect the situation to turn into this way. At this time, even Tianxian Daluo could not save him. At the beginning, in the fairyland of dreams, he was considered dead if he was lucky enough to send it out. , Now it can be said that it was delivered to the door completely by himself.
Both he and Mo Xin were severely injured under Zhao Jiu Singer, but today they are destined to not have such a good fate, and will die tragically under Zhao Jiuge's hands.
Another drop of golden water rushed, and the virtual bamboo under the light directly took out the previous colorful silk robe to resist, but in a hurry, he never thought about the consequences. He used a colorful silk robe once before, which cost him a lot.
"Boom."
After a roar, the radiant light was not as good as the previous colorful silk robe, and it was completely dimmed. Obviously, it is impossible to continue to use it in a short time
Used, and Xuzhu himself spit out a mouthful of blood.
Because of the huge load brought by this consumption, the purple mansion in the body made her body unable to bear it, and her face turned pale.
The most important thing is not the case. Although this golden drop of water, he fought for the price of injury and resisted it, but the real ultimate move is still covering his Eight Desolate Sword Formation, losing the shelter of the brown cloth bag. , Zifu was injured again in his body, Xu Zhu only felt that he had no sense of security at all. Under the fierce sword aura, he felt a chill.
"Xiang Kun, you dare to treat me this way, I want you to look good when I go back!"
Feeling the action of the young man with the knife, Xu Zhu was furious and drank hysterically, but he never had the opportunity to make the elder look good, and he himself couldn’t go back. Daozong.
"Chichi..."
Shasha's voice came. It was the sound of the sword energy splitting on the body of Xuzhu. Now his Purple Mansion is wounded, unable to operate spiritual power, and all means cannot be used, so naturally he can only watch it. The sky was full of sword energy, piercing into his own body.
Because of Xu Zhu’s actions, the indifferent young man was also involved. He was injured by Zhao Jiuge’s sword qi before. This is a good one. How dare you dare to worry about the sword qi in your body and not suppress him, You can only madly resist the surrounding Eight Desolate Sword Formations. People are selfish. In times of crisis, there is no interest, no relationship and flattering, and only cares about oneself.
Tao Xiu is also fragile in his body, but he is extremely powerful in the spirit of God. This is different from those who temper the body and the sword repairer. After the body of Xu Zhu is killed, the soul can still be in the Eight Desolation Sword Formation. Resistance to survive.
A group of white halo is naturally the soul of Xuzhu, but no matter how unwilling he is, how he curses and complains, he can’t change the fact and ending in the end. For this reason, Xu Zhu has fallen without a few breathing efforts. .
Everything has its own destiny. If it weren’t for Xuzhu’s own troubles with mitochondria, staying in Ten Thousand Dao Sect cultivation with peace of mind, the future is still beautiful, and can take over the entire Ten Thousand Dao Sect, and even become the lord. After that, Zhao Jiuge could be cleaned up slowly. However, he was too impatient and died tragically on Zhao Jiuge, ruining his great future.
When Zhao Jiuge saw this scene, he felt a little happy in his heart. It was worth it to be able to kill Xuzhu after a long time. Moreover, he killed so many disciples of Wandaozong without killing Xuzhu. It's a great time.
It can be said that with Xuzhu’s qualifications, future successes
It's definitely not small, but it's a pity that I fell in such a remote place. It turned out to be like that. There are too many geniuses, but many die before they grow. Only those who can really grow can be considered geniuses.
On the other side, Xiang Kun, a young man with a blue broadsword in his hand, has a brown bag of magic weapons. The defense situation is relatively good, but the other indifferent young man is going to be a lot sadder. The sword energy is already in his body. The sword aura around Shang was suddenly unstoppable.
Naturally, Xiang Kun could only watch him being beheaded by the Eight Desolate Sword Array. He was helpless and had no choice. At this time, once he dared to make a move, he himself would be affected by the sword aura.
With half a cup of tea, the indifferent young man had to die with hatred. Who would have thought that they would fall one by one, and the pace of cultivation would be stopped.
Today, after killing so many disciples of Wandaozong, Zhao Jiuge was indescribably happy. Seeing that only one person was still struggling in the Eight Desolation Sword Formation, Zhao Jiuge smiled, this Eight Desolation Sword The power of the formation is really extraordinary, but I don’t know if this power will continue to increase with the improvement of the cultivation base. If the power of the Bahuang sword formation cannot continue to increase in the future, it is likely to be against the self at that time. , It won't be of much use.
"Boom boom boom..."
From the beginning to the end, this elder of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect named Xiang Kun did not suffer any harm and has not done anything. So now he can still persist in working with the magic weapon, but he is safe in a short time.
One after another, the sword aura bombarded, most of them bombarded the brown bag of magic weapons, and the crisp sound kept coming, and the brown bag of magic weapons continued to expand.
Zhao Jiuge looked at Xiang Kun with interest in his eyes, and used various methods to resist. Zhao Jiuge was very patient and did not continue to do it. He continued to stare at Xiang Kun with more interest. If there is no reason, he He could continue to launch an offensive while urging the Eight Desolation Sword Formation, but he did not do so, just watched with interest.
Since this is already the case, Zhao Jiuge has decided to kill all of them. There is no one left. Even if there is a movement, he can leave here soon.
Zhao Jiuge looked at Xiang Kun like that, like watching a clown exhaust all his means and spiritual power, and after all, he only consumes spiritual power and mind without any risk. When his spiritual power is exhausted Time is the time of fall, and it is just a matter of time.
(End of this chapter)