Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 251: Stop it
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"Xuzhu, dare you!"
Seeing the chaos in the field, Song Yuansheng, who had been watching the good show before, finally couldn’t help it. Especially when he saw his sister being dealt with by Ye Aotian and Xuzhu’s joint efforts, Song Yuansheng was even more so Shouted.
Seeing that Xuzhu's movements did not stop at all, as if he did not hear his own words, Song Yuansheng also became angry. Originally, he didn't intend to intervene, but finally his sister intervened, so he was just a little trouble, but now The situation is obviously not a trivial mess. After the three of Xu Zhu made a shot together, even the dozens of disciples behind him were all about to move. Now he doesn't care about the grievances between the martial arts, as long as the younger sister is okay, otherwise he will lose a hair, not only will his master clean up himself, but he will return to the martial arts and be known by those old guys, at least he has to lose a layer of skin.
"Hey..."
With a soft groan, a blue light suddenly appeared, and Song Yuansheng pulled out the flying sword behind him, and suddenly a dark blue sword aura directly slashed at the bird-like flying bird, like a crane and not a crane. On the beast phantom, then his left hand vacantly grasped, a cloud of aura emerged, and the halo flowed directly towards the four-legged human face.
And Song Yuansheng's whole person is majestic, his robes tremble slightly, and a breath of the mid-primary infant realm is directly sprayed out, and it is another primitive infant realm. Xu Zhu's eyes shook for a while, and he didn't expect Song Yuansheng to be in the Nascent Soul Stage, and although his cultivation base was not as good as his sister, but he was also higher than himself. The mystery of this suspended view was truly extraordinary.
Jiang Fuding and Zhao Jiuge, who ran and borrowed from each other, first fought each other. A dark light flowed, their bodies swelled, and the animal clothes were torn apart, holding double maces in their hands, with a violent aura.
A golden light is shining, and the whole body is shining with fluorescence, and the whole body is as lifelike as wearing a bright golden armor. The palms are extraordinarily bright, with a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, and they are facing Jiang Axe without fear with bare hands.
The exercise method used by both of them is definitely against the exercise. Who can be better?
"Boom..."
In the eyes of the rest of the people's attention, the two finally collided. First of all, there was a deafening noise, and the entire viewing platform was shaking slightly as if it was about to collapse. Then I saw the two retreating unanimously.
Zhao Jiuge directly used the Sanskrit Sacred Palm to deal with the two black maces in Jiang Fuding's hands. The whole mace was covered with pointed barbs and was huge.
As soon as he touched, Zhao Jiuge’s chest was full of stars, and the golden light on his body dissipated. The rich golden light on the two palms receded first, and his hands were covered with blood, even with the resistance of the Sanskrit Eucharist, Zhao Jiuge’s The hands were still traumatized.
After the one-shot contact, Zhao Jiuge directly retreated and started, but Jiang Aoding had only three nos. At the moment, he looked at Zhao Jiuge without saying a word, his eyes a little complicated. It seems that he has only retreated three steps, and it is him who has the upper hand, but in fact, only he himself knows that he has lost the fight.
The dark light on his body dissipated, revealing his body, and the body he had just propped up was back to normal, but the animal clothing on the surface was a bit broken, and the rest of the body seemed to be intact, but he was affected by brute force. There was nothing on the surface, but his body had already been turned upside down, his blood was rolling, and his spiritual power was unable to function for a short time.
Compared to Zhao Jiuge's embarrassment on the surface, it shattered the Sanskrit Eucharist, but his body was safe and sound. He himself lost more than a little bit, so his eyes are very complicated, his cultivation is not as good as his own, and he also used the spirit weapon in his hand to decide that he still lost against his own good physical training method. What makes him feel Do not feel aggrieved.
On the other side, Ye Ao, who took out the blue and white jade fan, became even more fierce. The blue and white jade fan in his hand was his natural magic weapon, a spiritual weapon called "Xiaoyao Jianghu".
The aura of ordinary spirit weapons is not so fierce, and can't exert much strength, but this "Xiaoyao Jianghu" is different. He has reached the early stage of Yuanying realm, but he has used the purple yuan in the purple house. After being tempered by the fire, the power naturally shows a geometric increase.
Looking at Ye Aotian, who looked personable with the'Xiaoyao Jianghu' in his hand, Song Rujing's eyes were full of disdain, she curled her mouth, and her tender little hand was lifted up leisurely, again in the void in front of her. One point, but this time it didn't draw a circle.
After one point, the little girl Song Rujing's face was serious. After a while, she released her right hand and stopped the action. A white light appeared in the place where she was pointed by her finger. The size of a fist, after seeing it clearly, it turned out to be a creamy flame!
Song Rujing flicked her right hand, and this milky white flame flew directly to the opposite Ye Aotian.
The sudden change caused Ye Aotian's eyes to move. After seeing clearly what the person was, he snorted, "Fire of Nothingness."
The fire of nothingness is different from the real fire of the three flavors of Taoism and the fire of Buddha's Buddha. It is purely a method of training. Compared with these types of flames, there are many practices or some dangerous places. The flames produced by oneself, these things have their own characteristics, and of course the power is equally extraordinary.
Ye Aotian didn't expect that the little girl in front of him was not very old, but she was quite capable, and she had something to deal with. However, how did he know that this hanging view has always been mysterious. Although it is named Guan, it is not only about Taoism. It involves swordsmanship, Taoism, and even Buddhism. Therefore, leaving the hanging view to gather disciples does not require more, because The inheritance of Xuan Kong View is too broad, and disciples who are not enchanted and unqualified are not competent.
Looking at this milky white like a void of fire, Ye Aotian was a little afraid, but he was not too nervous. He smiled indifferently. The realm may be a lot worse than Song Rujing, but he is also in the Yuan Ying realm, so he is confident. Even if this little girl is defeated, she won't fall for a moment, as long as she drags the little girl, he can do this with his background and treasures, and he has no problem asking himself.
"Everything is going on."
With Ye Aotian’s light drink, the "Xiaoyao Jianghu" in his hand slowly swayed from side to side, and the light golden spiritual power slowly emerged in the void like rain, the spiritual silk was as small as cotton. Wind around.
"Two fan mountains and rivers show."
The intensification of the voice made the emerging spiritual power begin to become violent. There was no wind, and the momentum was majestic, with an aura that couldn't be beaten.
"Three swings!"
In the last sentence, the voice was sonorous and powerful. As soon as the voice fell, countless rainy spiritual power began to vibrate and revolve violently. A violent gust of wind suddenly blew in, and the invisible pressure was suppressed in my heart.
And at this moment, the milky white flame of nothingness has drifted towards Ye Aotian, and then it was wrapped in this light golden spiritual power. The rain of this spiritual power turned like a tornado when spinning and drifting. In the same way, wrap the flame of nothingness tightly and prevent it from moving forward.
This time the two people competed purely because of the spiritual power cultivation base, to see whose spiritual power is strong and domineering.
The fire of nothingness is sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if it will be blown out at any time. From a distance, it looks like a flower bone swaying tenaciously in the storm.
Ye Aotian clenched his teeth, no matter how he output his spiritual power, the seemingly dying fire of nothingness has never been destroyed.
Zhao Jiuge Yu Guang saw the effortless Song Rujing, and couldn’t help but cursed a change in his heart. Is the strength of the little girl so sturdy? I really want to have the opportunity to introduce Sasha next time. She knew that it would be better for two people to compare and see who is better.
Facing Ye Aotian's Song Rujing, who would not hesitate to quickly consume her spiritual power but also to beware of the fire of emptiness, she was never irritable, her face was smiling, as if she was making Ye Aotian fun.
It is horizontal by it, and the moon shines on the river.
It is strong, let it be strong, and the breeze blows the hills.
As long as your offensive is fierce, I am standing still, and you can do anything to me. Song Rujing knows the horror of the spiritual power consumed by using Fajue, so he directly chooses Ye Aotian and consumes it. How long will Ye Aotian lose combat effectiveness because of exhaustion of spiritual power. And she herself is easy and effortless, which is much simpler and more interesting than using a thunder attack to deal with Ye Aotian.
Anyway, she had seen her elder brother make a move. When she saw Song Yuansheng make a move, Song Rujing's mouth had a sly smile like a small fox. Obviously, all of this was in her expectation.
Compared with Song Rujing’s ease and ease, Song Yuansheng, who was worried about his sister’s safety, didn’t spare any energy when he shot, and he drew his sword in anger. The sword spirit that faced the bird-shaped beast was profound, revealing the profoundness and mystery everywhere. It meant that there were no fancy techniques to speak of, but in Xuzhu's astonished eyes, he directly split the spirit shadow of the flying bird and spirit beast into two, and then turned into a little bit of aura to dissipate, which surprised him greatly.
The two lights and shadows in front of me are condensed with their own spiritual power. They are learned from a beast-cultivation method in the temple of the monk. Although the power is amazing, they are tried and tested against ordinary opponents. When he came out, he was slashed by Song Yuansheng with a sword. Who would let him meet Song Yuansheng who was looking at the sky and was not an ordinary person.
"Shoot!"
The two phantom beasts lost contact with each other, and Xu Zhu immediately roared in fright. The dozen figures behind him, Taiman Mountain and the disciples of Wandaozong immediately moved.
Although he lost a spiritual beast that was transformed by spiritual power, he lost a little spiritual power, but what he felt more distressed was the essence and blood of these spiritual beasts. Every time they were transformed, although the power was huge, they had to consume a certain amount of spiritual beast essence. Blood and own spiritual power.
The spirit beast's essence and blood used are naturally transformed into the spirit beast. Now this Tianxiang eagle was destroyed by Song Yuansheng as soon as he was transformed into it. How could he not be impatient?
After a roar, Xu Zhu's mind was placed on another four-legged human-faced spirit beast to prevent it from being destroyed by Song Yuansheng in a hurry.
With a move of mind, the two four-legged human-faced Fenghou Beast stepped back, and the front two thighs were raised, roaring loudly, and directly relying on the body to resist the spiritual power of Song Yuansheng, it was unscathed!
Although this group of aura is not as good as the sword light, its power cannot be underestimated, so Song Yuansheng's face immediately became serious, and he seriously looked at the wind roar.
Every place in the field is entangled, and it is temporarily impossible to distinguish the upper and lower sides. There are flashes of spiritual light everywhere, and the colors are radiant and moving.
However, after Xuzhu’s order, the dozen or so disciples behind him moved, this deadlock will also be broken. When the time comes, the scene will be broken, as well as the Jiulian people and the disciples of Yuehua Academy. .
Feeling the movements of the dozens of Wandaozong disciples and Taimanshan disciples, Song Rujing's lovely face frowned, an unpleasant expression appeared, and the coldness was scattered from her.
Looking at this look, at a critical moment, Song Rujing, a little girl, is about to start using his killer tricks, using real big tricks!
Lin Praruo's beautiful eyes also flashed a glare, looking at this young girl, with a trace of expectation.
On the entire viewing platform, she is the only one who can be alone. At the same time, only she understands that this cute girl is definitely the strongest one, and she can’t compare with herself, and the girl’s strength is definitely more than just that, everything is true Start!
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