That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1239 One person is half a sword sect
In the eyes of outsiders, a vision suddenly appeared in the sky above the small hill that was originally silent.

Master Xichen with fluttering sleeves slowly ascended to the sky, and stretched out two fingers, as if holding a chess piece between the two fingers, as if he was playing chess with another person.

The sky, which was originally cloudless and clear, was suddenly full of wind and clouds.

After Master Xichen spit out the words "Luozi Tianyuan" from his mouth, a huge chessboard suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines, and then a beam of light crashed down from the nine heavens, just landing on this chessboard of the center position.

The whole small hill shook as if it had experienced a strong earthquake that had not happened in a hundred years.

The grassland soldiers stationed here couldn't stand, fell to the ground, and panicked.

The stream dust kept falling.

Then chess pieces appeared on the chessboard, like stars.

Dotted around.

The day is full of stars.

The formation that originally covered the small hills quickly expanded, and under the blue sky in daylight, it actually outlines a vast starry sky that can only be seen under the night.

At this time, the pupils could no longer be seen in Xichen's eyes, only the endless starry sky remained, and the stars were disillusioned and shifted.

Chess pieces that looked like stars hovered above the small hills.

Within a radius of ten miles of the small hill, the ground trembled endlessly, and even the ground began to collapse, causing the entire small hill to sink slowly.

At this moment, a sword qi shot up into the sky, causing several chess pieces to shatter with a bang.

Xi Chen, who was hanging above the chessboard, said in a deep voice: "No matter how high your cultivation level is, you must know that there is heaven above."

He put his two fingers together again to make a chess piece, raised it high, and then dropped the piece heavily.

A loud bang.

The chessboard vibrated.

The small hills trembled.

The shock this time was particularly violent, causing all the horses of the Prairie Cavalry to kneel down and turn their backs on their backs.

Large chunks of the ground collapsed downward, and many prairie cavalry fell directly into it with their men and horses, life and death unknown.

But immediately after, the sword energy swept away, and with an extremely arrogant posture, it directly knocked over a dozen chess pieces on the chessboard into the air, and those chess pieces that contained great atmosphere dissipated one by one.

In the big camp on the grassland, two Daoist masters suddenly lost their minds and walked out of the tent together.

Among them, the older Dazheng has white beard and hair. Although he does not belong to the eight elders of the Taoist sect, he is a Dazheng of the dust generation. His Taoist name is Shanchen. It seems that it does not match the name of the real person.Another Daoist who is a little younger is a generation shorter than Shan Chen, his dao name is Xuan Ye, he looks like only a middle-aged man, with black hair and black beard, a face like a crown jade, neatly dressed He wears a black Taoist robe, a Hunyuan scarf on his head, a sword belt on his shoulders, and the bones of immortality.

Both of them have the realm of the tenth floor of the Earth Immortal and above. During the battle at the Lianhua Peak on Biyou Island, they joined hands with Daoist Qingye to block Murong Xuanyin with the sun, moon and star formation.This time, the Daoist sect sent a total of five great masters to the grassland to help out, and there were four Daoist masters of the dust generation, which shows how much the Daoist sect attaches importance to Xu Beiyou.

Xuan Ye, as the only Daeshen of Ye's generation, since he can walk with the other four Daeshens of Chen's generation, naturally has his own uniqueness. As far as talent is concerned, he is not like Qi Xianyun who can surely reach the top ten. The banished immortals on the eighth floor are talented, but the most important thing is that they can improve step by step, but they can't reach the sky in one step, but they will not get stuck on a certain threshold and follow the steps step by step. Such talents are the real mainstay of a sect.

If it wasn't for the annihilation of the Demon Town Palace, Qiuye really didn't want to send this junior brother of the same generation who would be useful in the future here.

This big real person who is expected to become the master of Tianshu Peak closed his eyes and felt the violent energy fluctuations coming from the direction of the small hill. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Uncle, Master Xichen It seems a bit unexpected, could it be that Xu Beiyou found the trace of Uncle Xichen?"

Shanchen with a serious face said slowly: "It's probably true."

Xuan Ye couldn't hide the sadness between his brows, "Uncle Weichen has lost, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Uncle Xichen to win favor from the master of the Sword Sect."

Shanchen didn't look at the vision of surging winds and clouds on the other side of the small hill, and said: "Jianzong has a thousand years, and almost every generation will produce a person who can carry the tripod. In this generation of Jianzong, Xu Beiyou will undoubtedly go one step further. People, the Shangguan Xianchen who killed all over the world with one person and one sword back then is nothing more than that. But then again, Jianzong bet his last hope on the master of Jianzong. It is also reasonable for him to achieve such achievements among."

Xuan Ye raised his head and looked in the direction of the small hill, and saw that above the nine heavens, there were faint strands of purple-blue aura gathering continuously. If he guessed correctly, it should be the famous and famous Zhuxian sword aura.

Xuan Ye sighed, and said helplessly: "Even if the two of us rush over at this time, it will not help."

Before the words fell, a loud laugh resounded between the heavens and the earth, "Thousands of swordsmanship are ninefold, three are divided into techniques, three are divided into Tao, and the remaining three are screamed into sword energy. Open your mouth and you will be half a sword sect."

I saw Xu Beiyou's whole body break through the air, open his mouth to spit out, and the four-nine platinum sword energy flowed out like a galaxy hanging above the nine heavens.

The huge chessboard was directly divided into two.

This sentence was said when Shangguan Xianchen defeated Xichen, and today Xu Beiyou returned it to Xichen in full.

After the big formation was smashed by a sword, the scene of the starry sky in the daytime also slowly dissipated. Bloodshot eyes ooze from the corners of Xi Chen's mouth hiding behind the stars all over the sky. With only one arm, it draws the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth with its own energy, and re-condenses the stars that have not been completely disillusioned, forming a small thousand world again.

Xu Beiyou raised Zhu Xian in his hand, and then slashed lightly.

Countless stars in the Xiaoqian world fell under this sword, as if a meteor shower fell, and countless stardust were disillusioned.

At the same time, the entire Little Thousand World was split open by this sword.

Xi Chen looked pale as if he had been hit hard.

Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand again, and a torrent of sword energy rolled away. The vastness of the sword energy and majestic sword intent seemed like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

Baihong shot at Xichen, but three feet in front of him, it seemed that he encountered an invisible thunder pool that was invisible to the naked eye, and he couldn't go beyond half a step, so that a large white "flame" was stirred up, which was extremely dazzling.

Xu Beiyou let out a "huh" in surprise, as if he hadn't thought that Xichen could block this sword energy.

Xichen, with beard, hair and white eyebrows stretched upwards, swallowed the blood that had welled up in his throat, and directly shattered the sword energy that had reached the end of its strength with his life's cultivation.

Xu Beiyou waved his sleeves again.

A series of slender and long sword qi rose from all directions of the small hill, directly hitting Xichen, leaving eight almost fatal sword wounds on his body.

It just failed to leave Xi Chen behind.

The next moment, Xichen turned into a rainbow and roared up.

Xu Beiyou stood with his hands behind his back and did not pursue him.

A moment later, Xi Chen, covered in blood, crashed into the grassland camp.

(End of this chapter)