The sword is the devil

Chapter 176 Ghost Storm 9
The ones who came were Yu Zhengxing, Yu Daoren, and Miaogao guarding. After initially settling down the disaster of Yinyue Castle, they still couldn't really ignore these trial disciples, leaving seven disciples and Xiang Zhiwen and others to defend Yinyue Castle. Moon Fort, and he came to Ximeng Mountain alone.

As soon as he came, the situation changed immediately. People were in the air, flying swords circled and slashed, circle after circle around the formation, and they ignored those ordinary ghosts, and those wandering ghosts were also attached to death. If you touch them, you will die, only a few ghosts and ghosts in the distance are still unwilling and eager to try.

The girls were overjoyed, and Qu Xiaoman said anxiously: "Uncle Yu, Uncle Zheng and the master were entangled by a painted skin ghost. I don't know where the battle went. Since our place is safe, please go and help the master and the others." .”

Yu Zhengxing was indifferent, "They deserve it! I have to bear the crimes I made, and the three of them can't beat them together, so I need help? I can't afford to lose this person.

And it may not be safe here, those ghosts are immortal, what safety are you talking about?Even if it is destroyed, who knows if Ximeng Mountain is still hidden? "

Lan Ruo was also worried about the safety of her master Taoist Ai, so she proposed a compromise,

"Why don't you take us away from Ximeng Mountain, we'll go back to Wubao, and you'll help Master and the others?"

Yu Zhengxing snorted, but did not answer directly, but looked at Hou Tiao, who was lying on the ground and was being treated for trauma,

"The person lay down before he died? Why didn't you speak? Do you have any suggestions? Do you also think I should save the three of them?"

It was the first time for Hou Tiao to see this Uncle Li, and he felt very personal.

"The senior is here, the junior dare not make decisions; if you must ask me, since the Painted Skin Ghost has not come, it seems that there is no big risk for the time being?"

Yu Zhengxing nodded, "Fortunately, I didn't hurt my brain! Then you say, should I take you out of here and take refuge in Wubao?"

Hou Tiao cautiously said: "Isn't it? It's not easy to lure ghosts to Yinyue Castle, but it's worse; we can attract most of the backbone of ghosts here, it's better than letting them scatter."

Yu Zhengxing was a little satisfied at this point. To judge the battle situation, he had to be a swordsman who specializes in combat to see clearly, and he was even more ruthless.

"What's your name? Are you a disciple brought by Old Zheng?"

Hou Tiao shook his head, "Disciple Hou Tiao, Yinling Patrolman, is here as a guide this time."

Yu Zhengxing's eyes narrowed, "I know you, Giant Rat Butcher, why, you can't get up after killing a few ghosts?"

Hou Tiao stood up slowly, his injury was still the same, it was like this every time, it looked heavy, but it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, this is the ability to control injuries, only a true warrior who has experienced many battles can do it.

"May I attach my uncle's tail..."

Yu Zhengxing didn't say much anymore, pointed his halberd forward, and a sword light was as fast as lightning, jumping across the crowd of ghosts and ghosts. In just a few breaths, the wandering ghosts and ghosts in the crowd of ghosts and ghosts nearby had been wiped out. With another shout, the flying sword jumped up and directly attacked a ghost hundreds of meters away. The ghost also knew that something was wrong, and when it wanted to escape again, there was no time to escape. The head was cut off by Jian Guang, just like chopping melons and vegetables. Simple.

Hou Tiao's mind was agitated watching behind him, this was the first time he had seen the real sword cultivator Flying Sword, its sharpness was impressive.

"I'll come as soon as I go, you just stay where you are and don't move!"

In a flash, the person disappeared in place.

Since Quanzhen sect is called sword cultivator, of course the cultivator is a flying sword, life and death are at stake, life and death are shared.But before Tongxuan, flying swords cannot be accumulated without mana, so there are a group of low-level swordsmen who hack with swords; of course, you can’t say that holding a sword is useless, just like all monks, Always have a handy weapon for self-defense in case of accidents, the only difference is whether it is professional or not.

Sword repair is one of the professions.

Only those who can manipulate flying swords can be truly called sword cultivators, and only then can they break away from Fan and come to Xiu.

With the Flying Sword, the sword cultivator has changed from a melee profession to a long-distance combat master. Its control range is farther than most spells, and it is another scene, another world.

This kind of method makes people salivate when they see it, but they can't learn it after seeing it, so it's useless.

"Uncle Yu is in the period of feeling God!" Qu Xiaoman's tone was full of envy.

Lan Ruo curled her lips, and her master Ai Taoren was close to being impressed, but she couldn't say anything, this kind of showing off was meaningless.

Hou Tiao looked longingly, "I am now in the period of being moved..."

The two girls just laughed, yes, who would not be moved to survive a desperate situation?

As far as the realm of human beings is concerned, under Tongxuan, there are pulsation, entraining qi, cultivating yuan, bigu, and connecting bridges, which are called the five realms of entering the Tao.

The division is very detailed, but it is not too difficult to pass the level; Tongxuan is a big realm, which means transcendence, the transformation of spiritual power into mana, the increase of life span, and a completely different way of Taoism. In other words, it is the foundation of Yushi Feijian.

At the beginning of Tongxuan, there are three realms of Tongtian, Tongxuan, Ganshen, and nature, and then there is another big realm-Golden Elixir.Such a level is already beyond the imagination of Hou Tiao, and it is not a character that Dafeng can pretend to be.

Uncle Zheng, Daoren Yao, and Fairy Lu are all in the Xuantong Realm, which belongs to the primary stage of the Three Realms of Tongtian. There is a qualitative gap between them and the painted skin ghosts among the ghosts. That's why they fought so hard, only relying on the skills of human monks Infinite changes can be resisted, but if you want to lift the suppression of the realm, you will be powerless.

Lan Ruo looked at the direction Yu Zhengxing was leaving, and then at Hou Tiao. She felt that these two people were a bit strange, but she also felt that such a person was the real sword cultivator. , including Uncle Zheng, it seems that something is always missing?
"Brother Hou, did you say that Uncle Yu went to see Master and the others?"

Hou Tiao shook his head, "I don't know! The senior masters have their own laws and principles, how can we disciples guess what they are thinking?
What is dangerous to us may seem simple to them?vice versa.Not on a level of thinking. "

Because of Yu Zhengxing's appearance, the attacks of the ghosts were obviously affected, and they felt a little uninterested; as cultivators, they also had their own intuition for danger, and they would not foolishly seek death.

"Maybe, it's almost over, isn't it? Uncle Yu is here, will Jincheng's support be far behind?"

Everyone fell into silence, and when they were safe, they began to think about other things, such as the companions who died in this trial. Up to now, they have lost a total of seven people, three from Hunchengjiao, two from Anhe Daomen, and two from Anhe Daomen. Really teach two.

They all looked similar, but Lan Ruo knew in her heart that in terms of combat strength, they might not be as good as the Hunchengjiao. If Hou Tiao hadn't been in their formation all the time, she didn't know how it would have ended.

Anhe Daomen, as its name suggests, is quiet and peaceful, but in the current era of power struggles, the situation of this sect is really worrying.

The prosperous age of the cultivation world is the age of great struggle.

(End of this chapter)