Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 502 The Dragon Needle

Chapter [-]: The Dragon Needle

The gate of Iron Fortress and the walls on both sides were directly cut through by Li Yunsheng's sword. The huge gap seemed to be bombarded by the power of thunder, which was shocking.

After the dust cleared, this mysterious iron fortress that had stood in the desert for hundreds of years was finally revealed in the eyes of the world without hindrance.

But Li Yunsheng who was standing at the gate of the city suddenly frowned.

Because the iron castle in front of him was too quiet at this time, and there was no one in sight.

Even the city guards who had fled on the tower before, didn't even see their shadows at this time.

Just when Li Yunsheng was amazed and puzzled by this, suddenly the "bang, bang, bang" of iron gates falling down sounded like rolling thunder.

Immediately, I saw that the original iron castle, which looked like a tower, was wrapped into a huge triangular golden tower by pieces of iron gates in the blink of an eye. Dark iron luster.

What's even more frightening is that this dark black iron wall can even block Li Yunsheng's soul perception ability.

"Master Mu, even if you do this, you can't stop me."

Standing under the huge iron castle, Li Yunsheng spoke in a calm but penetrating voice.

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and slashed at the iron castle with a sword.

The tyrannical sword gang slashed down with a sword shadow of more than a hundred feet, the whole iron castle trembled, and long sword marks appeared on the tower. Under the reflection of the sun, This sword mark is particularly dazzling and eye-catching.

"I just want people. If you let the grandparents go, you and I will have nothing to do."

Li Yunsheng continued, and another long sword flew into his hand while speaking. At the same time, the condensed sword momentum around him became more and more frightening at the moment. Even the surrounding people behind him could clearly feel this The sense of oppression brought by the sword.

"Let people go? You are the only one who calls out to beat the remnants of Qiushui, and you are also worthy to threaten me to let people go?"

Mu Qiulin's voice came from inside the iron castle, with a contemptuous and arrogant tone.

"But don't worry, hurry up, so what if I get what I want from her and give you these two useless skins?"

He then smiled wryly.

"On her??... What do you want?"

Hearing this, Li Yunsheng's heart skipped a beat, a very bad premonition suddenly gushed out from the bottom of his heart.

Without any hesitation, he put his soul into the Three Silence Realms, and then slashed at the iron castle with his sword again.

At the moment when his sword cut a crack in the iron castle, Li Yunsheng's soul covering it poured into the iron castle in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, his soul saw a picture that made him extremely angry in a secret room on the top floor of the iron castle.

In the secret room, a girl was chained naked on a stone bed, and an old cultivator was holding a sharp dagger to cut open the girl's fair back. The blood-soaked spine was exposed to the air.

And the old man and Mu Qiulin at the side ignored the girl's miserable howls, staring at the girl's back like hungry ghosts, carefully inspecting every inch of the spine in the flesh and blood.

This girl is none other than Qingluo.

The murderous intent on Li Yunsheng's body instantly soared, and the monks who were imprisoned by him in the sword domain suddenly stood on end, but they did not dare to move. They only felt that death was approaching, and their hearts were terrified.

"Why, what's the matter, Brother Dashi?"

Beidou, who was holding an umbrella at the side, also felt the change in Li Yun's anger field, and said with fear in his words.

"Cover your ears."

Li Yunsheng said in a cold tone.

Although Tang Beidou was full of doubts, he obediently covered his ears.

Then I saw Li Yunsheng raised his head and let out a dragon chant. This sound was like the rolling spring thunder that shook the whole Hongli City. Some residents who didn't know why thought it was going to rain again.

Other monks with some cultivation base were completely shocked by the dragon's chant, and completely gave up the idea of ​​acting rashly.

In addition to the purple qi transformed by the aura that filled the sky, accompanied by Li Yunsheng's dragon chant, there were also hundreds of long swords flying out of the city and hovering above his head.

After refining the huge aura of heaven and earth in one breath, Li Yunsheng jumped up, took a long sword in his hand, and used the Autumn Water Sword Art as a guide to circulate the refined essence in his body to condense on the long sword, turning it into a hundred-foot sword. Jian Gang slashed down with a sword.

With a loud bang, the integrated iron castle shook for a while, and finally revealed a crack visible to the naked eye.

But Li Yunsheng didn't have any intention of stopping. He threw down the broken sword and changed it, and then he slashed down with a fierce and unparalleled sword, decisive and decisive.

When Li Yunsheng slashed the third sword, there was a big gap in the originally impregnable iron fortress.

……

"My lord, if this monster cuts it down again, the iron castle will be destroyed!"

In the secret room of the iron castle, a man who looked like a city guard general looked anxiously at Mu Qiu Lindao.

"how much longer?"

That Mu Qiulin didn't seem to hear at all, and asked the old servant beside him without raising his head.

"The dragon needle still hasn't responded, and the last six spines have not been explored."

I saw the old servant pull out a seven-inch long silver steel needle from a spine.

"Can't you just take out this whole spine?"

Mu Qiulin frowned.

"Take it out directly, this little girl will definitely die. This thing has been in her body for many years, and it is already a relationship of coexistence and death. It must be sealed with a dragon needle before it can be taken out."

The old servant wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"how long will it take?"

Mu Qiu asked.

"At least one stick of incense."

said the old servant.

Mu Qiulin pondered for a moment when he heard the words, then turned to look at the city guard officer and said:
"You take all the city guards in the iron castle out of the city to meet the enemy, and you must give me time to hold the half stick of incense."

"Yes!"

The officer was overjoyed when he heard the words. He is a cultivator at the peak of the Realm Reality, and there are more than a dozen monks in the Realm Reality under him, and there are nearly a thousand fully armed city guards in the Spiritual Realm. He could only shrink back when he was stopped, which really made him full of resentment.

"My lord, this...isn't right? According to the information you and I know, apart from you and me in Hongli City, the others are definitely not the opponents of the remnants of Qiushui. This gap cannot be made up by the number of people."

Seeing the figure of the officer leaving, the old servant said with a complicated expression.

"No matter how strong the remnants of Qiushui are, they won't be able to hold on for half a stick of incense."

Mu Qiulin waved his hand, then urged:

"Hurry up and do it, as long as Zhu Rong's spiritual weapon is in hand, why should you be afraid of him, a remnant of Qiushui?"

"Yes."

The old servant nodded, and then the slender steel needle in his hand pierced a section of Qingluo's back spine.

Qingluo's painful wailing followed.

At the same time, following Qing Luo's wailing, in a corner of the secret room, Ou Yetan's body, which was lying in a pool of blood, trembled weakly.

(End of this chapter)