sword from heaven

Chapter 133 Amazing (fourth update)
The old man became clumsy in the purple mist, and he couldn't escape the palms of these six people.

The Heavenly Knife is dim and will disappear at any time.

Song Yunge stood on a tree and looked down, his face darkened.

The poison technique of Yin Yang Valley is unique, although he knows it but has never really experienced it, even the disciples of the Sarutobi Sect seldom see it.

After all, Yin Yang Valley and Sarutobi Sect are separated by a long distance, separated by Fu Zang Temple, and rarely directly conflict.

This purple mist permeates into a miasma of peach blossoms, and being in the miasma is to enter another world.

The connection with Jiuchongtian was severed, and the Heavenly Knife would naturally disappear.

If you can't get out of Peach Blossom Miasma before the vitality in your body is exhausted, you will almost certainly die.

The gloomy-faced old man immediately thought of this, and immediately turned his saber into a light curtain to protect himself from rushing out.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

One after another palm force collided with the Heavenly Knife, making an ear-splitting muffled sound. Song Yunge saw the old man suddenly go east, then west, and turned in a circle on the spot.

He turned his head to look at the void, and transmitted his voice into secret: "Miss Huang, did he fall into an illusion?"

"En." Huang Feiye's voice rang in his ears.

"These six guys are in the realm of Earth Knowledge, right?" Song Yunge shook his head, Earth Knowledge is equivalent to a saber master.

"It's local knowledge." Huang Feiye replied.

"You really can't underestimate the poison and illusion techniques of Yin Yang Valley." Song Yunge said: "I always thought they were terminal skills before."

"The poison and illusion in Yin Yang Valley are different from the outside, and the skills are close to the Tao." Huang Feiye said lightly.

The old man with a gloomy face suddenly let out a long roar, and then the saber blazed brightly, turning into a white rainbow and rushing towards one direction.

The old man closed his eyes and didn't care about anything, just let the sky knife lead him to rush out.

"Bang bang bang bang..." He hit six or seven palms in one breath, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was already out of the range of peach blossom miasma.

The appearance in front of my eyes has been restored, and it is no longer the mountain of peach blossoms before, endless and boundless.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he was injured and poisoned, if he escaped from the range of Peach Blossom Miasma no matter what, that would be a victory.

He turned his head sharply, stared at the six fleeing people with cold eyes, and let out a sneer.

Although the body is weak and the poisonous gas is like ice, it will freeze him, but now the Heavenly Sword regains its strength. With the blessing of endless power, the poisonous gas is suppressed and cannot come out to make trouble for the time being.

He let out a long howl again, and the light of the saber shot past like a white rainbow.

The six people slapped their hands fiercely, and once again condensed into a peach blossom miasma, which was smaller in scope but enveloped them.

They had a sarcastic look on their faces.

They knew that this old guy would still be fooled, so they just waited, they had no intention of running away, they just wanted to kill him.

Tianmei has formed a psychological pattern of hunter facing prey when facing the martial arts masters of the upper middle earth.

Even if they encounter a stronger middle-earth master than themselves, they still feel as if they have encountered a difficult prey. As long as they deal with it carefully, they can still hunt and kill.

The old man sneered and swung the saber violently, the light of the saber surged, leading him to draw an arc around the range of the peach blossom miasma.

The light of the knife passed over several giant trees.

Amidst the loud bang, the giant tree that was truncated in the middle fell to the ground.

After the old man landed, he kicked again and again.

Giant trees flew up and smashed at the six Yin Yang Valley disciples, forcing them to dodge.

These giant trees are powerful and heavy, but the power of Daohou is beyond their reach. This is an irreparable gap in realm.

In a flash, they left the range of Peach Blossom Miasma.

The knife light shined and shot at them again.

"Scatter!" The six people suddenly dispersed, and the six people turned into twelve people, and then turned into 24 figures.

Every figure is real.

The old man was extremely angry, it was a shame to be tricked by someone who was not as good as himself in the six realms!

He really couldn't distinguish between the real and fake of these 24 figures, but there was a stupid way to kill the furthest one first.

He killed one after another, slashed over with the knife, and there was nothing left, so he kicked out a leaf.

The leaves fluttered, infused with his vitality and turned into sharp blades, piercing the air with a "chi chi" whistling.

Song Yunge clapped his hands.

This old guy is really experienced!Be alert!
"Bang bang bang bang..." The leaves were blown to pieces, and it was impossible to tell which figure was real.

Even a virtual figure can blow up these leaves.

The old man sneered.

Even though these virtual figures can smash the leaves, the strength is different.

Through the difference between the leaves being blasted, he could tell which one was the real body, and the sword light swept away.

The purple air flashed again, and the peach blossom miasma formed again.

"Damn it!" The old man was completely enraged, and the Heavenly Saber swung fiercely, flying sand and flying stones.

He cut off the trees one after another and smashed them at the six people.

The six finally had to flee.

They turned into 24 figures and fled together, while the old man used the leaves to pursue, and the knife light finally got involved with one person.

"Hey!" The Yin Yang Valley disciple was split into two, the Heavenly Sword was invincible and invincible.

"Kill—!" The old man felt great and shouted again.

The light of the knife is stronger, and the blood is boiling.

"Hmph!" The faces of the five Yin Yang Valley youths were cold, their eyes were cold, and suddenly two of them slapped their chests.

"Pfft!" Blood spurted out.

The two streams of blood "jumped" into the air and burned, and the blazing flames burned out in an instant.

Immediately, the fragrance wafted into the nostrils.

Song Yunge's eyes flickered, his head sank, and he tried his best to mobilize the Great Sun Tathagata, and the cold breath woke him up.

The old man's face changed slightly, and the light of the knife dimmed.

"Bang!" Another young man shattered his arm and turned into a cloud of blood.

The blood mist seemed to have a spirituality, and it quickly penetrated into the nostrils of the old man.

The old man fell on his back, the sky knife floated in the air, and slowly dissipated, the old man's face quickly turned purple, and then he died of exhaustion.

Song Yunge stood on the tree fork with a serious face.

Only then did I truly see how powerful the disciples of the Yin Yang Valley are, their poison and heart are extremely rare.

You may not survive if you encounter it.

He pulled the two souls into his mind, feeling vaguely full, knowing that it was not appropriate to stay any longer, and he could not kill these guys along the way, so he had to go back and digest it.

"Miss Huang, you did a great job!" Song Yunge said through voice transmission, "It's a pity that I failed to kill Guangyin Yanggu, and they killed that guy. You have no credit for it."

Huang Feiye gave him a cold look.

Song Yunge waved his hand, and disappeared into the tree without a sound, completely disappearing, Huang Feiye was so angry that he gasped for breath.

She was about to leave when her expression changed slightly.

In the distance, another saber light came across the sky, and landed beside the five Yin-Yang Valley disciples who were panting heavily.

The five of them were exhausted, relaxing and breathing.

"Ding..." Huang Feiye flashed suddenly, and the horizontal knife blocked Xue Liang's sky knife.

Song Yunge was about to leave when he suddenly stopped.

This time it was a young man with a pockmarked face. He didn't recognize him. He looked about the same age as Feng Jin, but his real age was definitely older than Feng Jin.

"Ding ding ding ding..." Huang Feiye blocked it with one knife after another, turned his head and shouted: "Senior brother Qi, you guys go!"

The five Yin-Yang Valley youths were startled, and hurriedly started to escape.

A young man raised his voice and said: "Junior Sister Huang, don't resist, we will be fine soon."

Huang Feiye shouted: "I can stop it!"

The five Yin Yang Valley youths and their companions disappeared in the blink of an eye, Huang Feiye turned around and fled.

The pock-marked young man's face was gloomy. When he saw the old man's corpse, he never gave up under the intense murderous intent. He pushed with all his strength and caught up with Huang Feiye in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly a sword light pierced him from the air.

He turned to block.

"Ding..." Huang Feiye had disappeared when the swords and swords clashed.

Song Yunge with an ugly face appeared, and the pockmarked young man roared angrily: "You——!"

He figured it out, Song Yunge and Tianmei had colluded together.

"Hey!" Huang Feiye's knife chopped off his head.

(End of this chapter)