Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 1212
As if sensing Shi Xiaole's gaze, old man Qin looked at Shi Xiaole, laughed loudly and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, and the little baby will be fine! Back then, the old man asserted that you wouldn't live long, but now it's too ridiculous to think about it. Of course, if you want Blame the old liar, it's all his fault!"

Qinsou pointed to the old man in the cloth robe.

The cloth-robed old man smiled wryly, and said, "Brother Shi, this old bastard likes to blame you, don't trust him."

The blind old man in the middle shook his head, and said helplessly, "You two, don't be so busy arguing, it's justified to take Brother Shi's things back."

Having said that, no matter whether it was old man Qin or the old man in cloth robes, their expressions all became condensed.

硁硁硁...

The sound of the zither suddenly changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, and the void was full of chilling intent. Old man Qin's five fingers flew like flying. Every time he flicked, countless swords rushed towards the ancestor of the Dangmo Sect, leaving behind fine light mark.

"Qin old man, what can you do to me, swing the devil's palm!"

The patriarch of the Swing Demon Cult was happy and fearless, and changed his single palm to double palms, squeezing the heaven and the earth.

at the same time.

The blind old man slowly pulled the erhu.Waves of transparent ripples spread out, and each transparent ripple was divided into countless layers.

Some contain water and fire, some are covered with wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and some evolve into swords, guns, swords and halberds, layer upon layer, like countless worlds, trying to trap people in them.

"roll!"

Xuanyuan Lang's weapon is a knife, the light of the knife cuts through, nothing remains, and a large rippling world is shattered, but the light of the knife is also consumed by the power in it, and its power continues to weaken.

The cloth-robed old man's hands are fast, these hands are slender and powerful, perhaps because of fortune-telling all the year round, they actually carry an unfathomable taste.

With a flick of his hand, three breaths fell from the sky above the cliff, covering Emperor Wu, Zhang Xiangfeng, Meng Xiaoliu and Shi Xiaoba. The four disabled people quickly recovered from their injuries, and their limbs were intact as before.

"The breath of life?"

Shi Xiaole has been wondering why he didn't encounter the breath of life that appeared on the Creation Platform along the way. Now he knows that there must be another world above the Nineteen Peaks.

"You can actually use its power when there is a loophole in the land of creation?"

The other five masters in the South China Sea were shocked.

You must know that the land of good fortune is extremely mysterious, and with their strength at the level of the pseudo-empty Yuan realm, they don't come here just because they want.The reason why he was able to make an exception this time was because the three Creation Lands were about to merge, so there was a loophole.

Old Qin was right, if it wasn't for this, not only would they not be able to get in, Shi Xiaole would have already obtained the Stone of Fortune.

While healing the three of Emperor Wudi, the cloth-robed old man threw out a copper gossip from his sleeve. The gossip was about the size of an adult's palm, and it was divided into eight inner and outer circles. During the rotation, a beam of golden light as thick as a finger pierced through the sky.

next moment!
The turbulent power was like water from a sluice, rushing towards the remaining four people in Nanhai from above.

"Even if you can use the land of fortune, so what, with one against four, what do you think you are?"

The owner of the Baizhan Building, the Baizhan Emperor smiled softly.

His weapon is a long whip, six feet three inches long, covered with diamond-shaped spikes, and with a flick of his wrist, Gang Qi is swept out madly in units of diamond-shaped spikes.

The other three also used their strange skills. For a while, the shadow of the whip, the light of the axe, the light of the hook, and the strength of the halberd pierced through the air one after another, forming a torrent to shake the light of good fortune.

嗙 嗙 pound...

The incomparably strong force caused many masters present to stagger.The weaker ones had flushed faces and a mouthful of blood stuck in their throats.This is still under the conscious control of the nine masters.

After all, they all have people from the same domain to protect, and if they really want to be desperate, no one can afford the consequences.

Ding Deng Deng.

The old man in the cloth robe took three steps back, his palms trembling.

Although he is proficient in formations and can mobilize the power of the land of good fortune, it is only a very small part after all. Otherwise, it would be no problem to easily kill the six masters in the South China Sea.

"Based on the three of you, you just want to grab the Stone of Fortune, wishful thinking, kill!"

Another Pseudo-Kuanyuan Realm expert from Baizhan Tower laughed loudly, and swung at the cloth-robed old man with the ax of Wanjun.

"Destiny Star Luo!"

The old man in the cloth robe waved his hands, and the eight circles on the copper gossip, each with a different luster, suddenly magnified dozens of times, like the cross section of a kaleidoscope, and the ax was chopped on it, consuming five colors of red, orange, yellow, green, and blue. itself is also dissolved.

Ka Ka Ka!
But the attacks of the other three people also arrived, the blue-purple halo was shattered, and finally the black halo moved to another direction with the cloth-robed old man.

"This guy's method is not simple."

The Emperor Baizhan's face changed slightly.

The strength of the cloth-robed old man may not be very high, but he has combined martial arts with the way of formation, and has blazed a new path, which is the most weird and unpredictable.

If he were an old man in a cloth robe, it would be impossible to block the attack just now.

Everyone was amazed at the strength of the three masters from Dongsheng Continent, and Shi Xiaole's heart was also full of ups and downs.

He used to think that Qinsou and the blind old man were both masters of the Kongyuan realm, but now it seems that they are too overestimated, no, they should have underestimated the power of the Kongyuan realm.

From ancient times to the present, how many Kongyuan realm masters have appeared in history?Regarding the strength of the Kongyuan Realm, even in the classics, there are not many records.

Pseudo-empty Yuanjing is an invincible master!

From this point of view, in the battle of Wuyuan Palace that year, the masked man in blue was called out to have the combat power of the empty yuan realm. It must have been a scary thing.

However, the Wuyuan old man, who is not at the taboo level, can use the Wuyuan formation to barely compete with the masters of the Kongyuan realm. How strong is the Wuyuan formation?

All of this comes down to the old man who planted the mark of Feixian on himself (Chapter 350 five).The master he spoke of seems to be the real master of Wuyuan Palace, so what kind of person is that?

When Shi Xiaole was full of thoughts, the battlefield began to distinguish between superior and inferior.

"Sword and Qin Domain!"

A lyre was lying in the air, and the old man played the lyre with both hands. Because the speed was too fast, the entire surface of the lyre was covered with hand shadows.Thousands of sword phantoms burst out from each hand shadow, densely packed, forming a world of its own, trapping the ancestor of the Dang Demon Sect in it.

"The world of demons!"

A burst of energy rushed out from the body of the ancestor of the Dang Demon Sect. From a distance, it looked like a large piece of thick mercury. Wherever it diffused, the phantom of the sword was ruthlessly wiped out.

"It's just a small skill, but I also want to do something to me."

The sneer has not yet fallen, but there is a sound of Wen Keng!
In the realm of swords, Qi Jin has not completely disappeared.The sound of the piano is invisible and qualityless, how can you erase it?These vigor condensed into a colorless three-foot long sword, the hilt was just connected to Qinsou's fingertips.

Following the Qin old man lightly plucked the fifth string.

Whoosh!
The sword pierced the sky, so fast that the void couldn't stay.

The patriarch of Sangmo Sect was startled, but he was a world-class master in the end, his skill was carried in the palm of his hand, and in the nick of time, the sword energy flew away in a thrilling manner.

"Can you escape?"

Just now, the fifth string was plucked, but now it is completely loosened, and the last syllable fell. Amid Qinsou's soft sigh, a transparent mushroom cloud exploded, enveloping the ancestor of the Dang Demon Cult.

This is the power of the sound of the zither, elusive and illusory. All the previous sword attacks were for gaining momentum at this moment, and the killing is more powerful than the sword!
Puff puff……

As if hacked into pieces by a thousand knives, the ancestor of the Dang Demon Sect roared, and he was cut into countless places all over his body, and the blood poured down like a pouring rain.

The old man who plays the piano is not playing the piano, but his life.

If Qinsou's ultimate move was imaginative, covering the blood with a layer of poetic cloth, then the blind old man's method was much more monotonous and straightforward, but also much more brutal.

His movements of pulling the erhu gradually accelerated, and ripples spread out layer by layer, attacking Xuanyuan Lang frantically.No defense, no change, because there is no need for defense and change.

Xuanyuan Lang was able to resist at first, but later on, the speed of his moves couldn't keep up at all.His attack was like a boulder smashing into the lake, even if it shattered a large ripple, it would soon be submerged by more ripples, endless.

"Slay the gods and demons with one knife!"

Backing away frantically, Xuanyuan Lang swung the knife vigorously, and the light of the knife cut a deep and long gully in the ocean of energy, and was extinguished by energy when he was ten feet away from the blind old man.

The blind old man's movements were not affected. Not long after, Xuanyuan Lang was directly swallowed by the energy due to the exhaustion of his energy, and he let out a horrifying cry.

The flesh on Xuanyuan Lang's body was like noodles, cut off piece by piece, but no blood flowed out. This penetrating picture was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

This is a murderous erhu, and what the master plays is a reminder.

"Ancestor..."

Xuanyuan Di clenched his fists.

"If you want to get back the Stone of Fortune, you are wishful thinking!"

Although he was severely injured, Xuanyuan Lang also took this opportunity to escape from the blind old man's control. He opened his mouth and showed a silent cruel smile.

Because he noticed that the old man in the cloth robe was retreating steadily and was beaten until he vomited blood. He could no longer hold back the four of them, and reinforcements would soon come.

But right now!
boom!
Someone secretly made a move.

A black mysterious pattern appeared and turned into a vivid silhouette of a black spider. The spider silk spit out lightly. Although Xuanyuan Lang stopped it in time, one of the spider threads passed through his body and brought a gray stone, which fell into the In the hands of the black spider.

The black spider twisted for a while, and turned into a black-robed old man with a gloomy expression. He was one of the five pseudo-empty yuan-level masters who came from Miao Jiang.

"The stone of good fortune in the South China Sea, tsk tsk, it's so rich in spiritual power, even the old man wants it."

The old man in black robe laughed sinisterly.But no one could have imagined that after he finished speaking, he threw it to Shi Xiaole with a flick of his hand.

Shi Xiaole reached out to take it, and looked at him suspiciously.

"The God of Destiny, I will pay back the old favor and use it for such a small matter. I hope you will not regret it."

The old man in black robe said coldly.

"Thank you."

The old man in the cloth robe let out a sigh of relief, stopped pestering the four of them, and retreated violently.Old Qin and the blind old man were also withdrawn, and the three of them came to Shi Xiaole, ready to take her away at any time.

Qinsou laughed loudly and said, "Stop it all, or we'll leave now."

What surprised people was that the six legends of the South China Sea really stopped, but their faces were all ugly.Especially the Patriarch of Dangmo Sect and Xuanyuan Lang, they were so gloomy that they could drip water.

After a great battle just now, they no longer have the intention to hide their appearance.

Qinsou said: "Although the Land of Creation will be merged, there will be no more than thirteen false empty elements. The Land of Creation will only escape into the endless void due to excessive energy. No one will be able to enjoy it in the future. Think twice before acting." ah."

Miao Jiang had five masters of the Pseudo-Kuan Yuan Realm, while Nanhai had six, adding up to 11, which was obviously insufficient. Shi Xiaole finally understood why Qin Sou was so confident.

"You guys, good, good!"

Xuanyuan Lang was so angry that blue veins popped out of his forehead, his body trembled wildly, his eyes were like sharp knives, he looked directly at Qinsou, the three of them and the old man in black, wishing to wreck the four of them.

(End of this chapter)