Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 630 War Begins (Subscribe, Recommend)
Yes, who would be so unlucky to be hunted down.

Mingming was already sitting in the courtyard, pretending to have nothing to do with himself, chatting with the wind blowing.

But never expected that disaster would fall from the sky.

At this moment, hearing that inexplicable voice, Zhou Yu and Yuan He looked at each other speechlessly.

That's how unlucky it is.

What about just being a spectator?

Zhou Yu silently looked at the two young men who appeared in front of him, his eyes gradually turned cold while his heart was complicated.

"Are you looking for me?" Looking at Wang Jie who withdrew his right palm, he asked in a deep voice.

He felt an invisible pressure on these two people, especially Wang Jie who was wearing a dark black soap robe.

Nascent Soul Peak.

And it is definitely not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

Zhou Yu couldn't figure out where he had offended these two people, maybe they were related to the person who chased Xia Bing earlier.

Because he discovered his existence by accident, and he was ambushing here by mistake, so he attacked him first.

"If that's the case, it's really bad luck." Thinking of this, Zhou Yu couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

However, compared to this speculation, he was more inclined to think that the reason for the two people's actions was not a simple accident, but premeditated.

Accidents, maybe there will be.

But more importantly, he was already on the target list of the two.

Thinking of this, Xia Bing who was hunted down once again appeared in Zhou Yu's mind.

"Are you here for the Xitian Pill?" All kinds of thoughts flashed by, and finally turned into a temptation, which blurted out from Zhou Yu's mouth.

"You are smarter than we imagined, and you are the one who can kill those two useless people." Hearing Zhou Yu's words, Wei Liaoshu's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Two trash? It seems that they came for those two people. Before I beheaded the No.2 cultivator, that person had passed on the news through some kind of secret method."

"It seems that things here can't be done well." With that in mind, the Qing Ming Sword emerged from Zhou Yu's palm.

Seeing this scene, the resentful crane at the side immediately took a few steps back.

Seeing Zhou Yu draw his sword, he knew that this battle was inevitable.

Although in terms of cultivation, the opponent was two monks at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, but in terms of combat power, he would still favor Zhou Yu.

Only when you have seen the real brutality can you understand what is outrageous.

Even if Zhou Yu is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul at this time.

"However, the courtyard I chose is extremely remote. How did the other party find out?" Thinking of this, Yuan He's eyes immediately fell on Wang Jie and Wei Liaoshu.

There was a faint gray light in his eyes, but after a while, he found that beside Wei Lishu, there was a demon insect very similar to the red flame demon insect.

"Be careful, there is a master who controls demon insects among these two people. I suspect that this person discovered our tracks." The voice of resentment crane suddenly sounded in Zhou Yu's heart.

Keng!
Almost as soon as the sound fell, Zhou Yu's figure moved and disappeared into the courtyard.

Wang Jie's eyes moved, and a golden light appeared in his hand, and he reacted very quickly and pointed towards a certain place in the air ahead.

Boom!

In an instant, there were two frenzied streams of air, which erupted in all directions at one point, entangled with each other.

Keng!
The crisp sound of the sword's cry sounded, and it was seen in the turbulent flow, and the Qing Ming sword rolled back and fell into Zhou Yu's hand.

He looked at Wang Jie, only to see a black spear appearing in the latter's hand.

"A monk in the wild world?" Seeing this scene, Zhou Yu's heart sank.

Having practiced the Mang Yuan Body Training Jue and exchanged exercises with Lin Qingxuan, it can be said that he is very familiar with the monks in the Manghuang Realm.

Most of the monks in this world use the power of monsters to develop human treasures and practice treasures, following the path of the ancient gods and demons.

In terms of combat power, it is extremely strong all the way, and it is by no means comparable to monks.

Seeing Wang Jie holding a black spear, Zhou Yu's vigilance increased greatly.

This battle may be more difficult than he imagined.

After all, this person's cultivation has reached the peak of Nascent Soul, although his Yushen Zhan claims to be able to kill all monks under Huashen.

But if the person's soul is strong, it may not be able to be effective in one blow, let alone, there is more than one person around this person.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu was not only not nervous at all, but was eager to try.

"Sword light splits." This was the thought, and Zhou Yu pinched the sword with both hands.

As the sword energy rises from the Qingming sword, one after another sword light continuously emanates from the sword.

But in the blink of an eye, hundreds of Qingming swords appeared in the space where Zhou Yu was.

"go."

The next moment, with bursts of sharp piercing sounds, hundreds of Qingming swords roared towards the place where Wang Jie and Wei Liaoshu were.

Since he guessed that this person's physical realm might be stronger than his own, Zhou Yu naturally wouldn't be so reckless as to fight recklessly from the very beginning.

"Sure enough, he is the one who wields the sword." Seeing this scene, Wang Jie's eyes burst into light.

Bang!
In an instant, a dazzling golden light rose from above his body. Against the background of the golden light, his already burly body roared towards the attacking sword light like a divine mansion.

Boom boom boom!
In an instant, following Wang Jie's impact, the sword lights roared one after another, picked up or shaken by the black spear, and collapsed continuously at the moment of falling.

"It's so fierce." Seeing Wang Jie in Zhou Yu's sword formation as if there was no one in it, Resentment He, who was hiding behind him, opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief.

"Or, let's run." He said via voice transmission.

"With your Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Dunlong Shuttle, this person will definitely not be able to catch up with us."

Hearing this, Zhou Yu glanced at the latter indifferently. This stupid crane who is afraid of death will not have other plans.

But at this time, he was not allowed to think about these things. Zhou Yu's figure moved and rushed towards Wang Jie in a flicker.

hum!
In an instant, the sword blew loudly.

The sword lights centered on Zhou Yu, forming a tornado-like storm like ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors.

"It's good to come."

Seeing this scene, Wang Jie, who had no interest in the flying sword rushing towards him for a long time, had a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes.

The black spear in his hand floated in front of him, and as the mana gushed out from his hand, he saw the spear split into seven parts in the golden light and rotate around the body.

"drink!"

In an instant, spear lights bloomed one after another.

The gun flames were like rain, just a little bit at first, but as the distance between the two continued to shorten, it suddenly became a downpour.

In the next moment, Zhou Yu rushed over with a storm of sword energy.

Boom!

In an instant, intense golden light and blue light bloomed, and the sword light and gun light were like fireworks in full bloom, constantly collapsing and flying from between the two.

Boom!

There was another loud bang, and two streaks of light were seen rewinding out of the storm.

Holding the Qingming sword in his hand, Zhou Yu looked at Wang Jie who was also flying upside down, and felt his arm go numb.

He has never met a strong enemy who can fight him in close quarters.

But right now, there was no time to think, because Wang Jie held a black gun again, sweeping towards him like a domineering black dragon.

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(End of this chapter)