Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 228
"Cousin, what kind of sword technique is this little brother Yunsheng using? Why does it look more powerful than the Qiushui Sword Art just now..."

Zhao Lingdang stared straight at the scene in front of him, not even daring to blink.

"What did you say? Bell, I can't hear you clearly. Don't go out while you're in the formation. Remember, I'll be right over!"

Although Zhao Xuanjun's voice was still ringing intermittently in his ears, Zhao Lingdang could no longer hear it.

Her sight has been completely attracted by the situation in front of her.

I saw that accompanied by the mournful sound of the long sword in Li Yunsheng's hand, the blade of the long sword was pulled out of the scabbard by Li Yunsheng little by little.

As the herring sword came out, what Zhao Lingdang could see was the streaks of light in the herring scabbard in the dark night.The stream of light slowly overflowing is like scissors in the hands of a tailor, slowly cutting the dark world into two parts bit by bit.

But what Zhao Lingdang couldn't see was the gust of wind, the rolling clouds above his head in the night, and the frightening sword gesture that Li Yunsheng had accumulated for a long time.

Zhao Lingdang couldn't see it, but Wei Erliang and the evil spirit in his body were clearly aware of it.

Ordinary people only saw Li Yunsheng drawing his sword, but what Wei Erliang saw was an invisible giant hand transformed by the momentum of the sword, swarming out of Li Yunsheng's scabbard, choking his body tightly, making him Can't move.

In a trance, Wei Erliang had an illusion that the Li Yunsheng in front of him was no longer a boy, but the group of human monks he met thousands of years ago, those monks who regarded death as their home and went forward without hesitation, and used the way of heaven for their own use. .

Instead of feeling terrified or annoyed, however, he stopped being angry and became very excited.

"It's been so many years, I didn't expect someone to make me feel this way."

He gave up on continuing to undo the soul bond, but clenched his fists recklessly and tensed his body, so bursting thunder gangs flew and whirled around him, frantically tearing apart his newly recovered body , but he didn't care at all, allowing these Lei Gangs to wreak havoc around him.

At this moment, there was a "pop" sound of jade shattering.

Li Yunsheng's mountain characters were completely torn apart by Wei Erzhou's tyrannical Lei Gang.

Wei Erliang, carrying the Dao Dao Lei Gang, was like a fierce tiger out of the cage, but with bursts of roaring thunder, he broke free from the shackles of Li Yunsheng's sword like a raging sea, and punched Li Yunsheng.

The momentum of this punch, in the eyes of others, was enough to reverse the sword force that Li Yunsheng had just unleashed.

However, this punch came a bit late.

Because, Li Yunsheng's sword has come out of his body.

Compared with the momentum when the sword was drawn, the sword after it came out of the body seemed very simple, just an ordinary sword.

It is far inferior to Wei Erliang's fist with the thunder gang.

However, this sword was very fast, as fast as a fleeting image, and disappeared in a flash.

Just in this flash, the moment when the floating light passed Wei Erliang's pupils, the thin and imperceptible sword lights that formed the floating light penetrated every inch of Wei Erliang's skin and flesh, Wei Erliang and the thunder gang all over his body cut into a cloud of blood.

In an instant, the world was dead silent again, only Li Yunsheng's heavy breathing came to everyone's ears.

Looking at the pool of blood, Li Yunsheng could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Deciding to kill Wei Erliang was a desperate move for Li Yunsheng at this time. He thought that if it wasn't because the other party despised him too much, and he had done some homework on the demons before, his chances of winning this time were [-]% less than.

It was precisely because of this that he didn't ask Mu Ningshuang to help him, because every step just now was a little bit wrong, or if the timing was wrong, it would be impossible to have the sword just now.

At a time like this, he couldn't trust others.

"Could it be a fleeting image just now?..."

Looking at Li Yunsheng's sword just now, Mu Ningshuang, who was stunned for a long time, unconsciously raised her throat, swallowed, and then muttered to herself.

"You mean little brother Yunsheng, just used the second form of our Autumn Water Sword Art, Glimpse Glimpse?!"

Zhao Lingdang at the side was also stunned when he heard the words.

"I am the most familiar with this second form, and it is by no means superficial."

Zhao Lingdang shook his head.

She gave up the favorable conditions of the Zhao family and came to Qiushui because she wanted to learn the Qiushui sword art, so she thought she was very diligent in learning the Qiushui sword art. Although Li Yunsheng's sword just now was terrifying, in her opinion it was by no means superficial .

"I am also not certain."

Mu Ningshuang shook her head with a wry smile.

Although she said so, she already believed in her heart that it was superficial, because after being taught by Li Yunsheng before, her way of thinking about Qiushuijianjue was quite different from some disciples of Zhuque Pavilion.

"Senior Sister Ningshuang."

Suddenly Li Yunsheng's weak voice came over.

Mu Ningshuang looked up, only to see Li Yunsheng struggling to stand up, and turned to look at her side.

"I might need your help."

Li Yunsheng, who was already pale, smiled wryly and glanced at some carrion corpses that were rushing towards him.

Li Yunsheng's sword just now was indeed what Mu Ningshuang and Zhao Lingdang talked about, and it was also because the opponent was Wei Erliang that he used this sword without reservation.

In fact, he has already figured out how Zhuquege taught this sword from Mu Ningshuang, but just like the first style of Baichuan Guanhe, the Autumn Water Sword Art that cannot condense the power of the sword is actually an ordinary fairy mansion Sword tactics, so Li Yunsheng's idea of ​​this sword was different from theirs from the very beginning, because it made Zhao Lingdang feel weird.

But even so, this sword is still somewhat beyond Li Yunsheng's expectations, no matter in terms of the power of this sword or the side effects of this sword.

Although he killed Wei Erliang by taking advantage of the unfinished release of the soul contract, the final power of the sword just now made him believe that even if the opponent really completely released the soul contract, this sword could still kill Wei Erliang. he.

As for the side effects, it was Qilin's wasted dantian and his exhausted body.

"coming!"

Hearing this, Mu Ningshuang rushed out of the soul expelling array without hesitation.

This time Zhao Lingdang did not stop her, not because Wei Erliang was dead, but because Zhao Xuanjun had already come behind her.

"Cousin, you are late."

Zhao Lingdang said with regret.

"What's the matter?"

Looking at the mess in front of him, Zhao Xuanjun was at a loss.

"Go help first, and I will tell you slowly."

As she spoke, she grabbed Zhao Xuanjun and walked out of the formation.

"Wait a moment."

Suddenly, Zhao Xuanjun grabbed Zhao Lingdang.

"Looks like I'm not too late."

Zhao Xuanjun sneered and held onto the hilt of his sword.

And just as he was speaking, Zhao Lingdang also suddenly felt a daunting coercion coming over mountains and seas.

"Don't go out yet."

Zhao Xuanjun held down Zhao Lingdang, and then shot towards Li Yunsheng like an afterimage.

(End of this chapter)