Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 581 Eleven Flying Swords

"Scabies."

"Broken Mountain."

"Pure Jun"

"Green snake."

"Night training."

"It's really tough."

"Lone deer."

The flying swords flew out of Zhao Xuanjun's sword box one after another, and Zhao Xuanjun's face was gentle, calling the names of the flying swords as if calling his own children.

Until the last "Mo Yang" flew out, a total of eleven flying swords were firmly nailed to the waterspout like eleven nails. No matter how violent the wind was howling around it, they still remained motionless.

Controlling eleven flying swords at the same time, no one dared to speak sarcastic words on and off the field at this time.

From Zhang Wuji's point of view, not to mention that the opponent is Zan Zhenghao, even they may not have the possibility of winning against Zhao Xuanjun.

And after offering eleven flying swords, Zhao Xuanjun did not stay idle.

Holding the sword in his hand, the commander moved it and said:

"Crush it."

The eleven flying swords all uttered a soul-stirring sword chant, and then flew around the huge waterspout like a stream of light.

The criss-crossing lingering sword energy cuts on the white jade fence around Jingxin Lake from time to time, and the sword marks are shocking.

Covering the entire Jingxin Lake ancestral hall formation, there were dull crashing sounds from time to time, which made people worry whether the formation was strong or not.

And the ripples formed by the collision of spiritual power in the air hit the faces of the group of cultivators in Wuyun Tower one wave after another. Although these people looked normal on the surface, they were nervous and inexplicable deep down, and they all began to remain calm. The beginning of luck to resist.

Under the turmoil of Zhao Xuanjun's eleven flying swords, the waterspout didn't even hold on for half a stick of incense, and with a "boom", it completely dissipated in the sky over Jingxin Lake, turning into a pouring water. The heavy rain poured down, leaving only the bare "Innate Wind and Cloud Talisman" still suspended in mid-air.

Just when Zhao Xuanjun was thinking about crushing it into powder with all his might, before his flying swords could pierce it, a bloodstain suddenly appeared on the talisman.

Almost at the same moment when the bloodstain appeared, Zan Zhenghao, who was originally looking at the sky calmly on the platform, suddenly spit out a mouthful of turbid blood with red eyes, and then said with a grinning smile:
"Hey, your swordsmanship is indeed superb, but you still haven't been able to see through my bloody wind and thunder talisman!"

At the same time as the voice fell, the black cloud above Jingxinhu suddenly condensed again, a red thunderbolt as thick as a bucket, and countless tiny lightning bolts fell from the black cloud, and directly struck Zhao Xuanjun's flying swords.

"Thunder hidden in the clouds?!"

Wen Huazi lost his voice, and Zhang Wuji and others behind him were also stunned, thinking, when it comes to insidiousness, people like himself are really inferior to these scheming talisman masters.

"This time the outcome is unpredictable."

Xie Xuanchen muttered to himself.

"Using the innate wind and cloud talisman as a disguise, and not hesitate to use the disciple's life essence and blood as a guide, use water to transform wind, use wind to gather clouds, and use clouds to hide thunder, this Sang Wuji is really a ruthless method!"

And Jianfo looked at the thunder and let out a sigh.

Even someone as strong as Zhao Xuanjun couldn't resolve this sudden change, so he could only bite the bullet and use eleven flying swords to resist the thunder head-on.

After a loud bang, the entire area of ​​Jingxin Lake exuded a burnt smell.

Only when the water vapor dissipated, everyone finally saw the situation on the platform.

But to their surprise, it was Sang Wuyin's third disciple, Egg Zhenghao, who fell on the ground.

Although Zhao Xuanjun's face was pale, his breathing was still steady, and he didn't look injured at all. Eleven flying swords were slowly flying around his body, as if he was still on guard for something.

"Resisting a thunderbolt forcefully, and still being unscathed, this Zhao Xuanjun's strength is probably already at the Holy Realm?"

Zhang Wuji frowned and said, to be honest, before he came to Yanzhou, he had always been very proud of his own strength, but first he was a remnant of Qiushui who almost succeeded in assassinating with his soul, and now there is another Zhao Xuanjun who can control ten flying swords at the same time , I couldn't help but feel a little surprised and said:
"These ten states are going to change again?"

"Brother Wuji probably doesn't know much about talismans, so Zhao Xuanjun is not unharmed."

Wen Huazi shook his head.

"Even if the thunder of this blood evil wind and thunder talisman can't kill the opponent with one blow, as long as the opponent is contaminated with the power of thunder, the meridians and acupoints of the whole body will be paralyzed by it, and at least [-]% to [-]% of the body's strength will be sealed. get well."

He went on to explain.

"According to what you said, the Dao Talisman of Egg Zhenghao is not seeking victory at all, it is purely for dealing with Zhao Xuanjun?"

Zhang Wuji suddenly realized.

"That's right, Brother Wu Yin has already won the Dan Shuhui. The only worry is that Sang Xiaoman and the others will run away after the Dan Shuhui."

Wen Huazi said.

"In order to win the overall situation, dare to abandon the small situation, admire, admire."

Xie Xuanchen on the side said in shock, before he came here he still looked down on Sang Wuyin, after all, he had been suppressed by Sang Buluan for so many years, and now that he will read the alchemy book, this Sang Wuyin is really not a simple and easy person.

On Jianfo's side, the faces of several people were a bit ugly, but Zhang Lian'er and Xu Youyou were still eating and drinking.

"This Zhao Xuanjun is still too upright, he shouldn't have received that blow just now."

Huang Long sighed.

"If you don't pick him up, it doesn't belong to Zhao Xuanjun, and who would have thought that Sang Wuyin would bet on his disciple's life."

Sword Buddha shook his head and smiled wryly.

Besides, on the Qiyue platform, Sang Xiaoman and Sang Wuyin had already walked over.

Na Sang Wuyin's first disciple and second disciple supported Egg Zhenghao, while Sang Xiaoman looked at Zhao Xuanjun worriedly.

"I was careless."

Zhao Xuanjun smiled wryly at Sang Xiaoman.

"No, the monster didn't think about it beforehand."

Sang Xiaoman shook his head.

"Cousin, don't play in the next round."

She then looked at Zhao Xuanjun and said.

"It's just that a few meridians and acupoints have been sealed. I'll just be more careful in the next round."

Zhao Xuanjun insisted on continuing.

"They have identified your cousin's weakness that you can only rely on swordsmanship to forcibly dismantle the talisman. They will definitely continue to use this method to deal with you in the next round. Even if they can't win you by then, they can continue to consume your true energy With your strength, even if we win the alchemy meeting, we have no other choice if they turn their backs and refuse to admit it."

Sang Xiaoman frowned.

"We have to leave a way out for ourselves. The Danshu Society can lose, but the clansmen of the Tianzi lineage have to live!"

Seeing that Zhao Xuanjun was still hesitating, she added firmly.

"All right……"

After pondering for a while, Zhao Xuanjun finally agreed with a sigh.

"The last sentence is that Mr. Zhao won, and he can continue to fight in the next round."

The nameless old man in the ancestral hall also came over at this time.

"No, let's change."

Sang Xiaoman shook his head, then glanced at Zhai Rong beside him.

"I'll do this round."

Zhai Rong then nodded and stood up.

(End of this chapter)