The sword is the devil

Chapter 473 Under the Thunder
Qu Wuhui's intuition is correct, even if he doesn't understand the mystery of body swordsmanship, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand the strangeness of it.

This flying sword is completely different from their understanding of sword cultivators. The sudden burst of power is not what a normal flying sword should have at all. Thunder fluctuations have no effect on it. Test, it is daunting.

The two of them had the same thoughts, and retreated at the same time, two thunderbolts hit the flying sword one after another, but it was Monet's fault.

The best way now is the simplest way, stay away from Leiyun and force Jianxiu to show up!
A sword cultivator's flying sword always has the farthest distance, and it is impossible to follow it forever. For a sword cultivator in the sky-reaching realm, about three hundred feet is the limit.

The flying sword entangled Taoist No. 2, soaring and spinning, it was extremely sharp, even if two people thundered to block it at the same time, they couldn't block it, as if it was not a flying sword, but a person!

"Quickly retreat!" Qu Wuhui shouted,

Two people, still three-level masters, tried their best to be unable to stop a flying sword, or a second-level monk's flying sword, no one would believe it.

But this is the fact, even if I feel extremely regretful that I shouldn't have caught up with the superfluous, isn't it good to live in peace and go my own way?But God's will tricks people, they didn't deliberately pursue it, but just caught up with this sword repairer, it was really a fatal disaster.

The junior brother who was entangled by the flying sword was restricted from escaping. The flying sword didn't seem to need to pull back, and it circled around his side to attack, its power not diminished at all. In just a few breaths, the two made seven, Eight Thunderbolts threw out more than a dozen Thunder Talismans and several Thunder Magical Artifacts, but the flying sword still couldn't do it.

It was not aimed at people, but aimed at the extremely flexible and vigorous flying sword, which made their blocking extremely difficult. From the beginning to the end, that sword repairman was like a shy bride hiding in a sedan chair, invisible to everyone.

The younger brother was so terrified by the flying sword, he reluctantly retreated three hundred feet away after paying a certain price, and the flying sword finally began to show signs of retreating.

Breathing heavily, he temporarily stopped the Thunderbolt to carry, he now needs to focus all his attention on the recovery, and then prepare with his senior brother for the most powerful thunder formation in the Taiyi Sect. In terms of defense, because of the restraint of his senior brother, he didn't need to use his life to create opportunities.

Feijian backed away for a while, and the two Guomen Taoists relaxed a little. They wanted to unify their thoughts in the reply, whether to fight or retreat, they need to come up with a decision...

However, they forgot one thing, how could the initiative be in their hands in the battle with Jianxiu?
Feijian's retreat is just a change of rhythm. The endless attack will make the opponent adapt to this rhythm, and it will also give birth to the urge to die and burn. Therefore, take a step back first, and wait for the two Guomen Taoists to relax for a while, and Feijian suddenly turns around , attacked again.

This time, the slightly relaxed junior did not escape the catastrophe, his coping rhythm was completely interrupted by the flying sword attack, and he was a bit slow in trying to restore the state just now, but Feijian seized the opportunity to penetrate from the brain And pass...

Qu Wuhui was terrified, he didn't need to think anymore, facing the unpredictable flying sword attack of Jianxiu, he had no other way but to run.

The attack distance of this sword cultivator is still more than three hundred feet, they were tricked!

Regardless of the consequences of his companions, Lei Dun jumped up, and the Lei Talisman threw out the lag without hesitation, making two large roundabouts in succession, and his body was already [-] feet away from the thunder cloud!
Turning around again, Feijian is already close at hand!
Could it be that I have seen a ghost, the flying sword of a cultivator in the sky-reaching realm has the range of a cultivator with spiritual power?

Not daring to play around in circles anymore, Qu Wuhui knew that he could no longer judge the sword repairer's shooting range casually, which would delay the precious time to escape.

In a critical moment, Lei Dun exploded to the extreme. As a rare escape technique that can be compared to Sword Dun in terms of speed, at this moment he really showed the potential of his life.

Ten breaths later, he was already tens of miles away from the thunder cloud after frantically fleeing, this distance even surpassed the sword distance of Jindan Sword Cultivator, but the flying sword behind his back was still on his back like a light, not leaving even an inch!

Still approaching steadily!

Qu Wuhui knew that it was impossible for him to maintain this state for too long, and when he was exhausted, he would not be able to deal with the flying sword like a maggot attached to the bone!

Since he couldn't see anyone, he had to deal with Feijian first. He was not idle during the time he was running for his life, and he had already considered how to deal with this Feijian.

Jianxiu's flying sword can't escape the principle of self-cultivation. The farther the distance, the weaker the control and the weaker the power. If such principles are broken, then he has nothing to say.

While running at high speed, holding the Thunder Jue, a thunder formation appeared beside him in an instant, the Lei Mingsu square formation, the most effective strong control formation at hand.

Another thing, the lightning magnetic beads, can cause the deflection of all metal objects. The principle is the holy magnetic element of the blue island.

In the end, a wide and huge sword appeared in his hand, which was called the Thunder Prison Sword; the way of chopping down the flying sword might be a bit primitive, but in a certain situation, the simplest is often the most effective.

Doing all this quickly during the speed escape, Qu Wuhui's divine consciousness was opened to the maximum, the sky was clear and cloudless, and he was sure that there were no people in the surrounding area for more than ten miles. Fix a lesson!
Seeing that Feijian got into the Lei Mingsu phalanx in a blink of an eye, the formation was activated, the lightning was like weaving, and the grid was like a cover; the Lei magnetic beads spun wildly, and the Yuan magnetic force moved vigorously. Qu Wushuang held the sword and stared at the front, This time he wants to try what is hidden in this strange flying sword, so different?
The next moment, the flying sword slowed down a bit, and just ten feet in front of Qu Wuhui, the sword light shook, and Mingyao couldn't see it. When Qu Wuhui was unmoved and slashed over with the sword, a familiar figure appeared in front of him. before his eyes.

The same is holding a long sword, and he is also slashing with the sword, but at this moment, Qu Wuhui is really soft!

Confronting the sword with the sword repairer, such a stupid thing that he would never do, is happening now. He can't understand how Fei Jian became a sword repairer?

The sword light slashed at each other, one lost all confidence and was dull and astringent, the other went forward and was smooth and smooth, and the body with no turning back was cut into two, but the monk's powerful body kept him from dying for a while,
"How did you do it? What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

When Hou Tiao returned his hand, Dou Da's head flew up, and a faint voice came to Qu Wuhui's last consciousness,
"It's just an ancient flying sword. Don't you rush over here just to try it?"

Qu Wuhui's consciousness fell into darkness, and there are countless Yin people on Lan Island, this is retribution.

(End of this chapter)