Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 489
The white-robed old man in front of Zhang Zhijie smiled slightly, raised the long sword in his hand, and then a stream of light shot out from the blade, directly passing over Zhang Zhijie's right foot.

boom!
Ling Tian only saw a ball of black light burst out from Zhang Zhijie's right foot, and then immediately annihilated and disappeared.

Zhang Zhijie looked down at his incomplete right foot, his eyes were full of astonishment, he did not expect that the strength of this white-robed old man was so strong, even among the top monks in Vientiane, he could be called the top, his black cloud magic appearance actually It is completely unable to resist the random blow of the old man in white robe.

The sword of the white-robed old man was so fast that even the black shield in front of him couldn't resist it in time.

Lei Yunhe glanced at Zhang Zhijie, then rushed towards the white-robed old man opposite him, and the long knife in his hand triggered a thunderbolt, like thunder falling from the nine heavens, and fell towards the white-robed old man with a loud crash.

"These two old men in white robes are very powerful. I'm afraid they are not opponents!" Ao Yue glanced at the fighting situation on the ring and shook her head slightly. life.

Ling Tian nodded and said: "The strength of these two ring guards will change with the challenger. When we passed the water and fire before, I am afraid that Qi Ling has already figured out our strength. The most important thing is that this The two ring guards are not afraid of divine attacks, and it is extremely difficult to deal with them!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the long knife in Lei Yunhe's hand was easily blocked by the white-robed old man, and thousands of lights burst out from the long sword in the white-robed old man's hand, directly smashing down and annihilating the thunderbolt.

Immediately afterwards, the old man in white robe raised his long sword, and another stream of light shot out, flying towards Lei Yunhe.

Lei Yunhe withdrew and retreated quickly, still half a step slower, blood splattered on his chest, and a hideous wound that was a few feet long was brought out by the stream of light.

Zhang Zhijie was even more embarrassed. Facing the sharp sword in the white-robed old man's hand, he couldn't resist it at all. Every time a stream of light gushed out from the blade, a terrifying wound would appear on his huge body. The tall giant had already had both legs and left hand cut off, it was extremely miserable.

"Miss Ao, it seems that there is true meaning in the fast swords of these two guardians!" Ling Tian watched the swords of the guardians flicker, and suddenly turned his head and whispered something in Ao Yue's ear.

Ao Yue raised her head to look at Ling Tian, ​​and said in a low voice: "How is it possible, these two ring guards only have the peak cultivation of Vientiane, so they probably won't understand the true meaning!"

"Could it be that Miss Ao hasn't noticed yet? These two ring guards should be just avatars left by the master of the cave. Even if they suppress their strength, they can also understand the true meaning of the master of the cave. I think they In the swordsmanship, there is the shadow of the true meaning of speed, even if it is deliberately suppressed, even if it is inadvertently revealed when making a move, those two people can't resist it!" Ling Tian shook his head lightly, the true meaning of speed is a fast word , the pursuit of the ultimate speed, not only the body is fast, the attack speed is faster, and often the enemy has no time to react, and he has already been hit.

"I was still puzzled at first, but when I heard you say that, Mr. Ling, I suddenly became enlightened!" A gleam of admiration flashed in Ao Yue's pretty eyes. Ling Tian had already understood the true meaning, so naturally he couldn't make a mistake.

While speaking, Zhang Zhijie had been slashed from mid-air onto the ring by the sword of the white-robed old man. The magical body he had condensed before had completely collapsed. He was lying on the ring, his eyes were empty, and blood gushed out from wounds all over his body. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Lei Yunhe was still struggling to support himself. Although he also had several wounds on his body, they were not as miserable as Zhang Zhijie.

After all, he is a demon cultivator with strong vitality. Although each of these wounds is extremely hideous, they can't kill him.

"Brother Zhang, stand up quickly, or the two of us will die!" Lei Yunhe shouted at Zhang Zhijie, his voice was like thunder roaring, and his face was filled with anxiety. If Zhang Zhijie died, he They can't survive either, the two of them are now grasshoppers tied to a rope.

Zhang Zhijie looked towards Lei Yunhe with difficulty, and just as his eyes fell on Lei Yunhe, his sight was enveloped by a silver light, and then plunged into darkness.

Lei Yunhe watched Zhang Zhijie being killed by the ring guard with a single sword, his eyes filled with horror, and he frantically rushed out of the ring, trying to escape from the cave.

As soon as his figure jumped out of the ring, the weapon spirit appeared from the void, and then stretched out his hand towards him, a golden light shot out from his fingertips, instantly piercing Lei Yunhe's chest, killing him directly.

boom!
Lei Yunhe fell directly from midair to the ground, and then it seemed like a vortex appeared on the ground, slowly swallowing him in, and finally he completely disappeared in front of everyone, as if he had never entered this cave.

At the same time, Zhang Zhijie was also swallowed by the ring, and the last traces of the two of them were completely erased.

The two old men in white robes continued to sit cross-legged, resting their long swords on their knees, as if they had just done something unimportant, waiting for the next challenger to arrive.

Qi Ling snorted coldly and said: "Since you are defeated, you have to accept your fate. In this cave, even a cultivator at the Void Refining Realm has to lie down. It's ridiculous that a mere cultivator at the Vientiane Realm wants to escape!"

After finishing speaking, his eyes swept over Ling Tian and the others, and then said in a deep voice: "I would like to advise you, if you are not sure, just abstain and leave. Once you are in the ring, there are only two ways, either live or die." Die, don't think you can escape if you fail the challenge!"

After the figure of Qi Ling disappeared, Ling Tian whispered to Ao Yue beside him: "Let's go up and try! If you can't hold on, just open your mouth, even if the ring guard has the strength of the early Yuanshen, I should return Can handle it!"

Ao Yue raised her head, smiled at him, and said softly: "If I can't even break through these two ring guards, I might as well leave the cave immediately, so as not to drag you down!"

Just as the two of them were about to step into the ring, the young man in black robe jumped onto the ring in no particular order with Song Bo. It seemed that the tragic situation of Zhang Zhijie and Lei Yunhe had not affected their confidence in challenging the ring guards at all. .

After the remaining two monks looked at each other, they called Qi Ling loudly, chose to give up, and then turned into two golden lights, and were sent out of the cave by Qi Ling.

For a while, in this huge space, only Ling Tian and Ao Yue were left, as well as the young man in black robe and the demon cultivator named Uncle Song.

After the black-robed young man stepped onto the ring, the white-robed old man stood up, his aura did not drop, and remained at the peak of Vientiane. It can be seen that when the black-robed young man broke through the water and fire, his strength had already been valued by Qi Ling .

As for Uncle Song, the white-robed old man he was facing also had the peak cultivation of Vientiane. Even though these two people saw the tragic situation of Zhang Zhijie and Lei Yunhe just now, they still dared to step into the ring. It seemed that they were full of confidence in their own strength .

A dark long sword appeared in the hands of the black-robed young man, and then he stood opposite the white-robed old man and said loudly: "Come on! This pass, don't try to block my footsteps, Lin Jinglong!"

Immediately afterwards, a tall black square shield appeared on his left hand, covering the whole body's vitals behind the square shield.

"Young Master Ling, that shield is not simple!" Ao Yue saw the shield in the hands of the black-robed youth, a look of surprise appeared in her pretty eyes, and then she turned her head to look at Ling Tian.

Ling Tian also saw that the shield in the hands of the black-robed young man Lin Jinglong was extraordinary, it was actually a low-grade magic weapon of the primordial spirit, and with this magic weapon alone, he was already invincible against the white-robed old man.

As for that Uncle Song, Ling Tian still couldn't tell how deep he was. Although his cultivation was only at the middle stage of Vientiane, when he faced the old man in white robe guarding the ring, his demeanor was extremely solemn, as if he had no future at all. The white-robed old man at the peak of Vientiane paid attention to him.

Opposite Lin Jinglong, the old man in white robe was like lightning, he just took a step, and appeared in front of him in an instant, the long sword in his hand flashed, and swept towards Lin Jinglong.

Facing the white-robed old man's quick sword that contained a rudimentary form of extreme speed and sincerity, Lin Jinglong slightly adjusted the angle of the black square shield in his left hand, and pushed it towards the streamer.

boom!
The silver streamer struck the black square shield, bursting into a dazzling light. Lin Jinglong's body trembled slightly, and then he rushed towards the old man in white robe without retreating. The shield shot out from the side, like a black thunder, the speed was extremely fast, and it was only slightly worse than the fast sword of the white-robed old man.

The black streamer brushed past the white-robed old man's side, cutting off a section of his sleeve robe, and then Lin Jinglong shrank back into the black square shield again. As long as he had this shield in hand, he would have nothing to fear.

"What a powerful magic weapon!" Ling Tian sighed softly. This low-grade magic weapon of the primordial spirit is definitely not simple. No matter where the old man in robe is attacking, he can easily block it by moving his feet and turning his wrist.

Ao Yue frowned and said: "If such a powerful shield appeared before, it should be famous, but our Long Xingzong has no news about it at all. Could it be that this guy came from somewhere other than Zhongtianyu?" ?”

Ling Tian nodded lightly, and said in a low voice: "His goal may be to inherit the true meaning of extreme speed. Miss Ao, have you noticed that his swordsmanship seems to be extremely fast, and he is walking on the path of extreme speed!"

"No wonder he has to break through the five levels like us!" Ao Yue looked at Lin Jinglong carefully, and found that every time he blocked the blow of the white-robed old man, the black sword in his hand would stab out like a spirit snake, and the speed was extremely high. Quickly, from time to time, a scar would be left on the body of the white-robed old man, as if he intended to use this method to grind the opposite white-robed old man to death.

(End of this chapter)