Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 128 Infinite Sword, Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle

"Go with the sword!!"

The lightsaber is like a rain of light, flowing like a waterfall.

The speed of the lightsaber was very fast, which was a bit exaggerated. Before Zhao Shouyi's words fell to the ground, the lightsaber rushed down like a goddess scattering flowers.

There was a dust storm on the ground, and Nu Jianxian and Gu Jianxian, who had planned to attack at the beginning, did not move at this time. They also felt the pressure because of Ge's blow.

The sword of the sword fairy is rare in the world, and its power is extraordinary.

Coupled with the fact that it is performed by a person who is in the mysterious realm, its power is enough to be the best in the world.

"asshole!!"

Xie Qidao, Su Changhe, Su Muyu, and the two elders who had already appeared in the Tang Sect resisted together, and what Su Changhe used was Yan Mo's Palm.

Standing at the forefront, the next few people communicated with each other, combined internal forces, and jointly resisted this unreasonable sword.

But even so, they felt a huge pressure overwhelming, as if the sky was falling, and Xie Qidao, who was standing in the support position behind, couldn't help but curse a bit.

The other people had similar expressions, and their faces were also gloomy and terrifying. They were saying that Zhao Shouyi didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, but in the blink of an eye, they were slapped in the face.

The opponent's sword could only be blocked with their joint efforts. The shield formed by internal force was like being continuously dropped from the sky by a huge boulder of tens of thousands of catties. Every blow made them tremble with fear.

The people in Wushuang City were protected by Yan Zhantian. Of course, it is not accurate to say that they were protected, because they are the same as the people in Tangmen, and they work together to resist the sword.

Among them, Luo Qingyang, the lone sword fairy, is probably the easiest one among them. The power of this sword is indeed extraordinary, but the lethality of such a scattered blow is in the end. more targeted.

For Yan Zhantian and Su Changhe, who were slightly inferior, they could indeed pose a threat, but for Luo Qingyang, this sword was something he could defend against, and it was evenly matched.

It's just that you can't free your hands to attack.

Su Muyu, the umbrella ghost standing behind Su Changhe, glanced at the inn not far from him.

His expression was a bit unnatural, but for the always expressionless Umbrella Ghost, it wasn't particularly obvious that it was a little unnatural.

I don't know if Zhao Shouyi did this rain of swords falling from the sky on purpose.

The small inn next to them was not affected, and the main scope of the attack was concentrated on the people outside the inn.

For such a situation, Su Muyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the inn, there was their last hole card. If Zhao Shouyi's attack covered the inn, their next actions would be tying their hands and feet.

And if they went to protect the inn again, they would be easily spotted by Zhao Shouyi, which would be very detrimental to their next actions.

But those are if after all, Zhao Shouyi did not do that, and now he is thinking, it may be because of the two little Taoist priests in Qingcheng Mountain. I didn't let it go, I still had some concerns in my heart after all.

"and many more!!"

At this moment, Tang Li suddenly said.

When everyone heard his words, they looked at each other subconsciously. At such a critical moment, everyone thought that the other party had discovered something.

"I don't know if you have noticed that the number of these sword lights has not decreased, as if they are inexhaustible!!"

Hearing this, everyone had different expressions. Some people could see this situation, while others didn't.

But what you can see doesn't seem to have an effective solution to this matter, and what you can't see is that you don't have the energy to look at it.

"The immeasurable sword of Qingcheng Mountain is originally taken from the immeasurable meaning, which means infinity. Elder Tang is not wrong!!"

"If this continues, we may all die!!"

The swords rained non-stop, and the sound of the impact was like a big bell echoing in the ears, and the voice of another elder of the Tang Sect was a little unwilling.

Xie Qidao chuckled.

"What, do you have a solution??"

Although the current situation is very simple, it is a battle between two sides, but it is not easy to break the situation. Zhao Shouyi's attack, if only a few people go out, it will be death.

Tang Li's eyes flickered twice, but he didn't speak in the end. It was difficult for all of them to resist now, and it was not a good decision to go out alone.

After Su Changhe was silent for a moment, he also said: "Elder Tang, if you have a way, you might as well talk about it. This stalemate will not be such a good situation for us!"

"In the final analysis, the infinite sword formation is actually the formation of sword energy of the little Taoist priest. The iron horse ice river in his hand is the eye of the formation. Originally, this is a weakness, but the opponent's realm is too high. If we attack separately, Maybe it can solve the current situation, but there is another possibility.”

Speaking of this, Su Muyu paused, and it was rare for Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang to answer.

"All of us will die, and die with a random sword piercing through the heart! And this may be several times higher than the sword technique we interrupted him! This is not his strongest sword."

"What time??"

An elder from Wushuang City said.

Yan Zhantian replied in a deep voice: "It may only be a few short breaths!!"

Hearing this answer, everyone was obviously silent. This time did not mean that they could not stop the lightsaber falling from the sky, but the time when they died.

After this short period of time, the surrounding ground has become potholed, as if it has been bombed by a thunderbolt. Such power has already made them feel a little chilly. If they suffer more attacks like this, it is estimated that they will be beaten directly. Flour.

"Ah~"

At this moment, a voice came out, and the vicissitudes of the tone also showed that the speaker was not young anymore, but an elderly person.

"Originally, I thought the old man had already overestimated in his heart, but I didn't expect that he still underestimated in the end!!"

"Mystic Ascension Profound Realm, it really is."

While speaking, a slight noise of the machine dissipated with the wind, and the few people who were far away from the inn didn't even hear it.

In a daze, a cloud of silver needles shot towards the air like a goddess scattering flowers. The silver needles were so small that they could hardly be seen with the naked eye. In addition, they were so fast that they arrived almost in a flash.

By the time the people outside the inn heard the noise, the silver needles had already arrived three feet in front of Zhao Shouyi.

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!!"

The Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang subconsciously swept towards the inn. The person who spoke just now was none other than the old man of the Tang family, and he was also the one who put the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

This sharp weapon, which was enough to threaten the Sword Immortal, was finally unsheathed.

"Sure enough, people from the Tang Sect are still acting like that!!"

(End of this chapter)