That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 887
Xu Beiyou took a step forward and handed out Zhu Xian in his hand, intending to behead the head teacher's wife who came from the Golden Bridge.

Now Xu Beiyou's sword is different from the past, and no one dares to underestimate it.

Murong Xuan suppressed all the smiles on her face, stretched out her hands, and formed a mysterious handprint on her chest, where the yin and yang qi were self-generated and blended with each other.

Murong Xuan separated her hands, her left hand held a white Zhiyang aura born out of thin air, and her right hand had a dark black Zhiyin aura circling around, the two auras were connected as one with Murong's hands forming the Dao seal, forming a bridge.

Murong Xuan's face was a bit cold, and when Zhu Xian was in Xu Beiyou's hand, she raised her sleeves up: "Yin and Yang are not two, treat with one, rule all things, transport and transform thousands, Taiji Golden Bridge."

The golden bridge under Murong Xuan's feet, which was originally invisible, finally revealed its whole picture. It was dozens of miles long, like a magnificent rainbow bridge spanning between the sky and the earth.

Standing on the golden bridge, Murong Xuan overlooks Xu Beiyou under the bridge, just like a fisherman on the bank watching fish in the water.

The golden bridge is so majestic that no matter how the fish struggle, they cannot jump onto the bridge.

Xu Beiyou's sword was useless, he closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

A mighty sword energy brewed in his throat.

Murong Xuan, who was standing on the golden bridge, curled up her mouth, raised her arm, and pointed forward with her right index finger, "Go."

The golden bridge moved with a bang, flying to the top of Xu Beiyou's head, and all the vitality of the world froze for a moment, making the sword in Xu Beiyou's chest unable to get out of its sheath for a while.

The Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are thousands of methods in it. Even the Daoist masters of the past generations dare not say that they can master all the methods.

The golden bridge suddenly pressed down, like an invisible mountain pressing down on Xu Beiyou's body.

Xu Beiyou's back seemed to bend a little bit, his whole back trembled violently, and even his muscles, bones, and membranes were cracking.

But almost at the same time as the golden bridge fell, countless stars suddenly appeared on the sky, like cold stars in the middle of the night, and then these cold stars became bigger and bigger.

Murong Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then changed slightly and said, "Sword 33?"

The next moment, a rain of swords fell from the sky.

A huge rain of swords transformed from pure sword energy.

The vitality of heaven and earth, which was originally anchored by the Taiji Golden Bridge, suddenly went into a riot, as if the flood had risen during the rainy season and was about to completely engulf the golden bridge.

The Taiji Golden Bridge trembled endlessly.

Xu Beiyou, who was suppressed by Jinqiao, took this opportunity and decisively raised his sword.

Zhu Xian, the world's most powerful weapon, directly split the Taiji Golden Bridge into two.

Murong Xuan flew up from the golden bridge, her face was a little cloudy and uncertain, as if she didn't expect Xu Beiyou to break through the Taiji Golden Bridge with a single sword.

At this moment, Chen Ye, who had been recovering his energy accumulation, took a step forward, and slashed out a sword energy with the black flag in his hand, and approached Xu Beiyou.

Even if the Thunder Pool formation that Chen Ye relied on was broken, he is still a great monk in the [-]th floor of the Earth Immortal Realm, and his actions should not be underestimated. Teaching is still a high level of cultivation, it is difficult to hold a candle to it.

The sword energy that Chen Ye slashed out from the mysterious banner was like wind and thunder, and its momentum was loud.

But that's all, for Xu Beiyou now, without the dusty leaves of the thunder pool formation, there is nothing to fear at all.

Xu Beiyou casually scatter this sword energy with one sword, sixteen swords with one sword.

I saw two streams of sword energy connecting end to end, circling around the dust leaf, and sword-shaped talisman seals appeared around it, densely packed.The first half of the sword is the sword seal, and the second half of the sword is the sword talisman. When the two are combined into one, it is Sword Sixteen, which is a sword sealed by the talisman.

Chen Ye instantly felt that the majestic energy in his body was forcibly suppressed, like a great river being forcibly blocked by a dam, and there were more than one dams in all directions, forcibly turning the living water into stagnant water.

Since it is a pool of stagnant water, naturally there is no way to talk about it flowing for eight hundred miles.

Chen Ye let out a muffled snort, his face turned pale suddenly, and he tried his best to break through the sword even though his qi sea veins were injured, trying his best to restore the circulation of his qi.

Chen Ye was very decisive, and he didn't even lack the determination of a strong man to break his arm, but Xu Beiyou didn't intend to give him this time.

After the sixteenth sword is the seventeenth sword.

Immediately, the sword energy filled the air, and it was filled with sword energy in a radius of hundreds of feet. With the foot of Chen Ye as the center of the circle, countless sword energy circulated, like a river surrounding the city, forming an inescapable cage of sword energy, trapping him in it.

There are 36 swords inside to suppress, and [-] swords outside to besiege.

After Sword Seventeen comes Sword Eighteen.

I saw eight hundred sword qi emerge out of thin air, swarming and shooting at the dust leaves, the sword qi was full of murderous intent.

Murong Xuan, who was standing vacantly in mid-air, finally had an undisguised anger on her face, and said with a smile: "Xu Beiyou, do you really think that I dare not kill me?"

Xu Beiyou kept silent, and concentrated on controlling the countless sword qi to ravage the dust leaves trapped in the seventeenth sword.

Murong Xuan tapped lightly on the palm of her left hand with her right index finger, and said in a deep voice, "Decree, Taiyin Moon Mirror."

Countless moonlight-like silvery-white rays of light emerged out of thin air, and all of them converged into Murong Xuan's palm.

Murong Xuan raised her palm with one hand.

The bright moon is born in the sea.

It was as if a bright moon was rising from her hands.

Murong Xuan, who was slightly pale, looked at Chen Ye with a solemn expression, "Go!"

This round of "bright moon" turned into a silver and white jade belt and flowed down, seeing Xu Beiyou's Sword Seventeen as nothing, it poured directly on Chen Ye's body, and then condensed like a mirror, turning Chen Ye into a reflection in the mirror, which can be seen within sight Impossible.

Xu Beiyou's sword energy landed on the mirror and made a loud noise.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Beiyou entered the battle in person, came to the other side of the moon mirror, and slashed down with his sword.

There were countless ripples on the mirror surface, and Chen Ye's figure in the mirror also distorted accordingly.

After a while, the ripples returned to calm, and Chen Ye, who had become the person in the mirror, also returned to normal.

The situation was extremely weird, Xu Beiyou's two consecutive swords failed to hurt Chen Ye in the slightest.

Xu Beiyou let out a breath of turbid air, and once again raised Zhu Xian in his hand. This time, after repeated battles, his energy was seriously depleted, and all the remaining energy was gathered in this sword.

One sword is also one sword.

If this moon mirror follows the rules of heaven and forms a small thousand world by itself, then Xu Beiyou's sword is bound to penetrate this small thousand world.

The mirror surface touched Zhu Xian, and with the point where Zhu Xian's sword fell as the center, countless cracks spread and shattered inch by inch.

The dust leaves hidden behind the mirror also shattered.

But at this moment, Xu Beiyou suddenly noticed something and looked up.

I saw an erratic figure appearing out of nowhere beside Murong Xuan.

Ming Xiu plank road, dark crossing Chencang.

Chen Ye's figure gradually solidified, but his aura became more and more erratic.

Just now, in order to hide the truth from Xu Beiyou, he did not hesitate to condense a clone with half of his energy and stay in place, while the deity escaped from Shengtian through the method of changing positions.

But at the moment, this clone has completely dissipated with the lunar moon mirror.In other words, Chen Ye suffered a great loss in this trip to Jiangdu, and it is difficult to recover to the peak in a short time.

With one hand behind her back, Murong Xuan looked at Xu Beiyou and said slowly: "I have written down what happened today, and I will definitely return the gift in the future."

The voice fell, and the two figures disappeared in thin air.

Xu Beiyou didn't show any signs of distress, but said with a little regret: "It all fell short."

(End of this chapter)