Immortal Sword Pavilion

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"Huh?" At the same moment, Nether Demon's expression changed.

In his eyes, he saw that where the fierce tiger and the white dragon were crushed by him, there were sword auras more than seven feet long, roaring at this moment.

It was obviously broken, but at this moment, it seemed that an invisible sword intent mobilized it, making the sword energy on it even more fierce when they reunited at this moment.

In just three breaths, where his eyes looked, the sky was full of sword shadows.

Hoo hoo...
There are countless swords, but just the breath of the sword qi contending makes violent wind and waves sweep out in sight.

Even at this moment, the sword energy that surrounded the area of ​​hundreds of feet hadn't been activated yet, but Nether Demon Puppet could feel the sharp breath passing across his face.

Rumors are on the back.

"When?" The Nether Demon Puppet couldn't figure it out.

It's only been a long time, and this person is actually capable of arranging this sword array with a radius of nearly a hundred feet.

Not bad.

It is the sword array.

Those sword qi seem to be scattered in different places, but somewhere in the dark, they are drawn by a terrifying sword qi.

What's more, in the mist that he couldn't see, there might still be an astonishing sword energy hidden.

"However, ants are ants after all, and they are only worthy of sitting in unknown places and making small movements. If they really show up, they can just step on them." Nether Demon Puppet sneered.

But almost at the moment when a smile appeared on his face, a green shirt and a white long sword, as one person walked out, made the emerging smile freeze suddenly.

"Without mana, how long can you sustain such a huge sword formation?"

Zhou Yu didn't answer Nether Ghost's question, but just stepped forward, and a figure transformed into an illusion.

Following the pace, it seemed to be slow, but came step by step, in the eyes of Nether Demon, there were figures flying out of Zhou Yu's body one after another.

In just one breath, Nether Demon found himself surrounded.

Surrounded by 36 figures.

But even so, there was no trace of tension or worry on his face. In the induction of his spiritual sense, the phantom figures in front of him contained very little aura.

As long as he is willing, he can kill with one finger!

But he didn't make a move, he was still waiting!

Although Zhou Yu in front of him was just an ant who stole what he was bound to get, but the rising sword array in front of him gave him a sense of crisis.

When the sword has not been fired, the threat it brings is the greatest.

Although he believes that at this moment, it is absolutely impossible for this person to use the sword that was on the white jade platform before, that sword like wind and thunder.

But at this moment, the magic power in his body was sealed, but he couldn't afford to gamble.

At this moment, the 36 figures drew their swords.

Perhaps in the eyes of You Ming Sha Gui, Zhou Yu's movements were really long, but in fact they were only three breaths.

After three breaths, 36 figures came out with swords together.

At the same time, the sword qi with a radius of one hundred feet swarmed at this moment, like a storm of sword qi, and flew towards the place where the Nether Evil Puppet was after the sword slashed out.

The sword qi whizzed, criss-crossing, causing the fog within a hundred meters to dissipate.

At this moment, the Nether Demon Puppet could clearly see the dazzling traces left when the sharp sword energy pierced the sky.

Facing at least hundreds of sword qi, a cloud of black mist surrounded him.

When the black mist enveloped it, a huge ghost image as black as deep ink emerged.

This ghost, with huge horns on its head, looks extremely ferocious, like a heavenly demon, it looks extremely frightening, and at the moment this demon emerges, a very mysterious aura is continuously derived.

It seems to be able to swallow everything, causing the surrounding aura to dissipate continuously, even the power of the fog that needs to be broken through the restriction, dissipates one after another at this moment.

bang bang bang...

Seeing the sword qi continuously shattering outside the ghost's body, You Ming Shagui's mouth showed a hint of disdain and contempt.

He felt that he seemed to be too cautious just now.

"At the end of the day, ants are ants after all, even if the number is huge, that's all. Judging from the current situation, after three breaths, the sword energy will dissipate."

The moment he said this, he looked at the 36 figures in the sky and shook his head with some regret.

But after three breaths, not only did the sword energy not dissipate, but it became more and more frequent, which made Nether Demon frowned, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

But he didn't think much about it, because ten of the 36 figures that surrounded him had dissipated at this time.

"I guess I'm just lingering on my last breath," he thought.

But after ten breaths, as Zhou Yu's figure in the sky dissipated again, he found that the sweeping sword energy did not decrease but increased.

And the power above the sword energy seems to be three points stronger.

"This person, where did he get so much mana?" Looking at the wave of sword energy that almost covered the sky, You Ming Shagui's brows suddenly frowned.

With such a terrifying sword formation, which lasted for nearly fifteen breaths, the mana of an ordinary late Daoist monk would probably be depleted.

What's more, the place they are in is the Zuo Xianxian Mansion.

Even if it is him, the mana in his body can be blocked, let alone a mere monk who has not yet reached the Golden Core.

"It's a bit outrageous." The face of You Ming Sha Puppet suddenly became serious.

During the period of his true self's complete victory, he was also no less than the existence of the master of the Immortal Mansion. This can be easily judged from the prohibition technique obtained from this road.

But even he couldn't mobilize a single bit of mana, a little Daoist monk, where did he get so much mana.

Even the magic weapon refined by the body of that evil dragon will definitely not have such power.

With this thought in mind, the Nether Demon Puppet was ready to take the initiative to crack this strange sword formation, even if it did not hesitate to damage the dharma body that this deity had managed to condense for thousands of years, it would not hesitate.

But just when he was about to move, he found that he couldn't move.

There was too much sword energy swarming in, so much that when he moved, his steps became extremely difficult, and the ghost that simulated the incarnation of the demon seemed to faintly collapse.

Bang!
At this moment, a familiar wave suddenly came.

The face of You Ming Sha Puppet suddenly changed, and at this moment, he crushed the eighth original pawn in his hand without hesitation.

In an instant, in his eyes, he saw a corner of the chessboard, the last ninth original sunspot unexpectedly shattered.

This person, like him, has hidden a pawn early on.

"Unfortunately, even with the sword intent and saber art learned from the Five Elements Town Demon Tower, mobilizing such a huge amount of spiritual power, they can't kill this person. It seems that we can only see you in the next level." With this thought, Zhou Yu's body In a flash, it dissipated within the chessboard.

(End of this chapter)