Myth's Strongest Summoning

Chapter 255

"Hehe, I thought it was someone, but it turned out to be a mouse that has become a spirit."

When the swordsman saw the yellow wind monster clearly, he couldn't help laughing. To him, the monsters are all inferior things. Except for a few fierce beasts and divine beasts, he doesn't care about most monsters. In his eyes, let alone a lowly mouse spirit.

Shen Yu glanced at him, and said: "Sword Carryer, do you think you can defeat this mouse spirit? Then you can try it."

The sword bearer is the most rebellious, and also the most unable to stand other people's provocations. Shen Yu's words directly aroused the arrogance of the sword bearer.

He snorted coldly and said, "It's just a rat spirit. Although his cultivation is not bad, I still don't take him seriously. Since you think I'm not his opponent, then you should watch carefully. This mouse was caught."

He can naturally see that the Yellow Wind Monster is on the ninth floor of the True Immortal Realm, the same as himself, but for the swordsman, his cultivation level is comparable to his own, so he has already taken advantage of him. Since his debut, All the opponents who challenged him were above him in realm, and his cultivation level was comparable to his own, so he didn't even bother to fight.

Shen Yu didn't seem to be worried about the safety of the Yellow Wind Monster at all, but just shrugged.

At this time, the swordsman had already flown forward, facing the yellow wind monster.

After the sword bearer left temporarily, Xuanyuan Guiyin also breathed a sigh of relief. The sword bearer stayed by his side, always a threat that made him feel scared.

The Giant Spirit God walked to Shen Yu's side, and asked suspiciously: "Your Majesty, is this monster your subordinate? Why do I feel that the breath of this monster is so familiar?"

The giant spirit god and the yellow wind monster also came from the world of Journey to the West, and the giant spirit god has also been restored by Shen Yu. Although he and the yellow wind monster are gods and the other is a demon, they have never seen each other before, but they still feel the yellow wind. The strange breath is somewhat familiar.

Shen Yu smiled and said: "He is a yellow wind monster, the opponent Sun Houzi once met, and he once fought with Sun Houzi for thirty rounds regardless of the outcome, and what he is best at is a strange wind, even Sun Wukong also suffered a lot back then."

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Giant Spirit God, and he said: "Just this person has made Bi Mawen suffer, can't it! Although he is very strong, he should not be the opponent of the monkey."

Although the Giant Spirit God hates Sun Wukong, there is no doubt about Sun Wukong's strength. Among the many gods in the heavenly court, only Erlang Xiansheng and Zhenjun can equal the monkey, and even the third prince Nezha is somewhat inferior.

Princess Iron Fan, who knew Sun Wukong, was also surprised, and looked at the yellow wind monster curiously.

Shen Yu smiled lightly and said: "That monkey is too cunning, so there are naturally reasons why he is stealing and playing tricks, and he refuses to contribute, but we can't deny the strength of the Yellow Wind Monster."

Nangong Wushuang came to Shen Yu's side, and asked in a low voice with splendor in his eyes: "Shen Yu, is this person also your subordinate?"

Originally, in her opinion, although the strength of the giant spirit god is strong, but relying on him alone, it is not enough to compete with Yunmeng Valley. Now Shen Yu suddenly subdued the powerful swordsman, and now there is another strange one. The rat spirit can't destroy Yunmeng Valley anymore, the world will not tolerate it.

Shen Yu winked and said in a low voice: "Wu Shuang, now you know the strength of your man! If I help you destroy Yunmeng Valley, how can you thank me?"

Nangong Wushuang knew what Shen Yu wanted him to answer, so he just gave him a blank look and didn't say anything more.

Everyone once again turned their attention to the yellow wind monster and the sword bearer, and the sword bearer had already arrived in front of the yellow wind monster.

The sword-bearer looked at the yellow wind monster, and said carelessly: "Hey, you rat spirit, where did you come from? How about meeting your grandfather the sword-bearer?"

Huang Feng looked at the swordsman with his back, and said: "Stay, you little baby, why are you talking to your grandpa Huang Feng, do you want to die?"

The sword-bearer became impatient and stopped talking. Suddenly, two precious knives flew out of the knife box, a top-grade spiritual weapon and a low-grade artifact. The ninth floor of the fairyland should not be underestimated, so when he made a move, it was two long knives.

Even to deal with Hun Tianjue, he is confident that he only needs to use three long knives.

Huang Fengguai cursed inwardly, "Where did the lunatic come from? I didn't provoke you, but suddenly jumped out to fight with me."

But the Yellow Wind Monster is not afraid at all. Since you want to fight with me, then I will play with you. It is also the ninth floor of the real fairyland, who is afraid of whom!
"Heavenly Sword!"

"The ground is short of knives!"

hum!
As the voice fell, the two knives spun rapidly above the head of the sword-bearer, rolling up countless blades. With a wild smile on his face, the sword-bearer was in the middle of the blades, but he was unharmed. Soon, it condensed into a storm that spread over a hundred feet.

Within the storm, not a single blade of grass could grow, the rocks turned into ashes, and all the trees disappeared without a trace. As long as they were touched by the blade, all living beings would be ashes.

The giant spirit god said fearfully: "This swordsman is really powerful. The storm formed by his two long swords, within the storm, non-true immortals are not allowed to enter, otherwise it will be turned into flying ash, and the body of the soul will be destroyed. For nothingness, even if it is a true fairyland, it will be completely suppressed, and it will not be able to exert its full strength."

Originally, he thought that he was on the seventh floor of the True Wonderland, only two small realms behind the ninth floor of the True Wonderland, and he should not be much weaker than the Swordsman, but now it seems that the gap between himself and the Swordsman seems to be very small. Still pretty big.

There are a total of five long knives in the knife box of the swordsman, but now only two have been released, and they are still the weakest two. What kind of shocking spirit.

But Shen Yu was not worried about the safety of the Huangfeng Monster at all. When he saw the sword bearer take out two long knives, a sarcasm flashed in Huang Fengguai's eyes. wind.

The yellow wind monster looked at the swordsman in front of him, opened his mouth three times, breathed out, and blew it out.

Suddenly, a gust of yellow wind blew from the sky.The wind is really strong, cold, and the sky and the earth suddenly change color. The invisible yellow sand is spinning rapidly in the sky. The Xiangjiang River surged and turned.

Before the swordsman could react, he scraped the slightly short man and the two long knives on top of his head in mid-air, turning around like a spinning wheel.

Surprised and inexplicable in his heart, the swordsman carried his mana desperately, barely stabilized his figure, then held two long knives in his hands, drew his upper body, raised the long knives, and came forward to fight.

But the Yellow Wind Monster is not an easy person, I saw the Yellow Wind Monster spit a mouthful of yellow wind in the face again, and closed the eyes of the sword bearer so tightly that he couldn't open them, so it was difficult to use the long knife in his hand Then he was defeated, and he was defeated before he could get out the remaining three knives.

(End of this chapter)