Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 131 Siege, scheming
The autumn wind's three-foot sword cuts across the sky in one go.

"boom!!"

After a violent collision, Luo Qingyang and Yan Zhantian flew upside down again.

They didn't take advantage of this close fight, and Zhao Shouyi's progress was very fast, far beyond their expectations.

"Get out!!"

Yan Zhantian who was swept away by Zhao Shouyi couldn't help shouting angrily when he saw the people below watching.

Zhao Shouyi's experience in hand-to-hand combat is rapidly increasing, and the speed is so fast that both of them feel scared. The important reason why they are willing to stay and fight again is that Zhao Shouyi lacks experience in close combat.

They couldn't use all of their fugue's power, otherwise the two of them would have no chance to survive the last time.

However, Yan Zhantian may not have thought that the last time they fought, it wasn't that Zhao Shouyi couldn't kill the two of them, but that he didn't kill them.

Even though his experience in fighting people is a little lacking, some moves, especially the ones with a huge range, can instantly destroy combat power below the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm.

Su Changhe, Xie Qidao, Su Muyu, and the four elders of Wushuang City who were outside, did not hesitate anymore, and all of a sudden, they flew together with big moves, fists, swords, and swords, as if they didn't need money. The angry Zhao Shouyi hit him.

Even Su Muyu, the umbrella-wielding ghost, adopted a more extreme method, close combat.

"Courage is commendable! But I don't have time to waste with you!"

From the black umbrella, eighteen needle-shaped sharp blades shot out. They should be long swords as thin as willow leaves. They are Su Muyu's famous Eighteen Sword Array.

Zhao Shouyi stepped on the air, as if stepping on the solid ground, his body flickered, and he shot out.

Su Muyu's expression changed, now that he had finally formed a siege, Zhao Shou couldn't be allowed to use that big move again and again.

Even the pure Qingcheng Mountain Boundless Sword would be a disaster for them.

"go!!"

With one finger of the long sword in Su Muyu's hand, the remaining flying swords around him flashed darkly, and surrounded Zhao Shouyi again.

"Sword array??"

Zhao Shouyi frowned, his way was blocked, he had to stop.

"Dark River Su Muyu, please advise!!"

Su Muyu bullied himself up, and with the help of the Eighteen Sword Formation, he gained the ability to volley in the air for a short time.

Zhao Shou glanced at the thrusting attack, and shook his head in his heart. These attacks were nothing to him, and every blow he made at will had such power.

But after all, I am a mortal body, not a vajra indestructible. The great master monk of Jiulong Temple has a vajra physique, and he can indeed ignore ordinary attacks, but he absolutely dare not continue to ignore the sword swung by the sword fairy.

Zhao Shouyi stood in mid-air, and slowly stretched out his hand, like playing the piano.

Su Muyu's eyes narrowed suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat. The person in front of him was already close at hand, and he had no intention of drawing a sword yet, but his heartstrings involuntarily tensed at this moment.

Feeling the upside-down hairs on the back of her neck, Su Muyu hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and gave up the opportunity to continue to bully her. Instead, she only controlled eighteen flying swords to hurt the enemy.

Following the movement of Zhao Shouyi's fingers, a strange Dao Yun suddenly rose up in the sky and the earth.

The sky suddenly brightened, and a pillar of wind that reached the sky descended from the sky. The weather that had been changed by Zhao Shouyi's boundless sword at the beginning also cleared up now.

The wind column rotated, and the rolled up wind was like infinite sharp blades, instantly knocking the eighteen willow-leaf swords controlled by Su Muyu into the air.

Immediately afterwards, he crushed the fists and knives that came from the sky.

Speaking of which, this pillar of wind is different from ordinary tornadoes. Ordinary tornadoes grow towards the ground, and their roots are on the ground, but the one summoned by Zhao Shouyi, the roots, that is, the eyes of the wind, are in the Zhao Shouyi himself.

"This is??"

When Su Changhe and the others saw this wind pillar falling from the sky, it crushed their attack with a destructive power, their expressions suddenly changed, they didn't dare to hesitate, stepped on their feet, and quickly spread out in all directions.

"The mood of the wind!"

Yan Zhantian's tone turned cold, this time, he felt it more clearly.

He also comprehended the same artistic conception, so he couldn't be more clear about the extent of this artistic conception.

"Back to the inn!!"

Su Changhe looked at the young Taoist priest standing in mid-air, his eyes flickered twice, and said in a deep voice.

Right now, he already understood how tricky Zhao Shouyi was. If they continued to fight outside, their chances of winning would be too low. Even if they fought together, it would be almost impossible for them to have an advantage.

When Xie Qidao heard Su Changhe's words, a trace of unwillingness appeared on his face. He knew what Su Changhe meant, and it was nothing more than relying on the two little Taoist priests in the inn and the backhand left in advance.

Making such a choice means that they do not have an advantage in the encirclement. If more than a dozen people besiege one person, they still do not have an advantage. For Anhe, this is an unprecedented shame.

Yan Zhantian and Luo Qingyang looked at each other, the two of them didn't say much, they stepped down and rushed into the inn. At this moment, they couldn't allow them to have other choices.

If they continue to fight, they will have no other results.

The elders of Wushuang City, seeing the actions of Yan Zhantian and Luo Qingyang, didn't hesitate any more, stepped down, and rushed towards the inn quickly.

Not to mention the people from Anhe, they had already started to act when Su Changhe made his voice.

They are killers, but they don't know the morals of the rivers and lakes.

But they had their plans, and Zhao Shouyi also had his own actions.

He didn't seem to be surprised by the plans of these people. It's human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

The inn in front of me is not small, it is the largest one in the vicinity. The inn has three floors, which is similar in size to the largest restaurant in Beauty Village before, but it is far inferior in terms of luxury.

It is said that the sword of the sword fairy can surpass the ages, but in real battles, there are not many people who demolish buildings, and there are even fewer people like Li Hanyi.

Because no one will do those useless efforts.

Especially in life-and-death battles, the higher the strength, the better one knows not to waste.

The people hiding in the inn probably thought so too, plus Li Fansong and Fei Xuan, they concluded that Zhao Shouyi would not attack the inn, so the previous scene happened.

However, there are some things that cannot be discussed with common sense, just as they plot against Zhao Shouyi, Zhao Shouyi also understands the other party's psychology. Although these people don't know the reason for stopping him here, the purpose is obvious.

Therefore, they would not let Li Fansong and Feixuan have an accident until they had an accident. Once they lost this card in their hands and their actions were no longer restricted, it would be a nightmare for them.

Because they can retreat, none of them can bear the result.

"Let me see what's wrong with this inn!!"

Zhao Shouyi waved his hands one by one, the pillar of wind tore through the space, and the lightning flashed, moving towards the inn.

(End of this chapter)