From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 145
In the blink of an eye, blood flowed all over the ground, and the smell of blood spread slowly around Zhang Wuji.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji's heart palpitated suddenly, and the degree of this palpitation instantly made Zhang Wuji understand that his life would be in danger.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wuji's face changed, and the sword energy under his feet suddenly surged, and he was about to soar into the sky.

"Dang!" However, at this moment, a figure turned into a golden figure and rushed towards him.

"Boom!" Zhang Wuji was directly hit by this figure, faster than flying, and directly smashed a big hole in the ground.

"Ahem!" Zhang Wuji slowly stood up with a black iron sword in his hand.

A man with an expressionless face appeared in front of him.

This person has a golden light all over his body, obviously he has practiced some powerful body training technique. The moment Zhang Wuji saw him, for some reason he suddenly thought of the golden arhat of Buddhism.

"Whoosh!" And at this moment, the man moved again, still rushing forward, and charged straight at Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly, but he was extremely calm at the moment. At the moment when the man was about to approach, he turned slightly to one side, and the black iron sword in his hand slashed towards the man's neck.

"Thrilling!" A series of sparks exploded from the man.

The man did not hit Zhang Wuji, but Zhang Wuji's sword did not leave even the slightest trace on the man.

"So strong!" Zhang Wuji's heart trembled secretly, and his figure rose into the sky again in a flash.

He finally discovered that this Yunling Villa was a trap set up for him, and he had fallen into their trap.

"Boom!" But before he could fly into the sky, the next moment a huge golden handprint on the sky suddenly shot towards him again.

"Fuck!" Zhang Wuji didn't have time to think, and opened his mouth to spray.

The Zangfeng sword was unsheathed and directly killed the huge handprint.

"Boom!"

Then his Zangfeng sword only blocked the palm for a moment, and the palm fell down again the next moment.

"Pfft!" At the last moment when Zhang Wuji's figure was about to be photographed by the palm, the figure finally flashed out of the palm's attack range.

"Boom!" The earth trembled, and the golden palm print disappeared, but a huge palm print pit was left on the ground.

"This is definitely not a method that can be used by the Alchemy Realm. It is the strong Nascent Soul Realm who is attacking me!"

Zhang Wuji's heart froze, and before he could react, the golden figure charged towards him again.

And what made Zhang Wuji's pupils shrink was that it was no longer one golden figure rushing towards him this time, but two!
"No, this is not a real person, but a formation!" Zhang Wuji quickly confirmed his situation, and he was caught in a huge formation.

After confirming that this is a formation, Zhang Wuji instantly thought of the scene where he broke through the Buddhist formation composed of eighteen bronze figures in front of the Shaolin Temple.

The formation of eighteen bronze men is very similar to the formation in front of me.

"If that's the case, then if you want to break the formation, I'm afraid you have to cut off the two golden figures in front of you."

Zhang Wuji's gaze brightened for an instant, and at the moment when the two golden figures were about to rush in front of him, the sword energy on the black iron sword in his hand instantly surged, and then suddenly retracted at the last moment.

Zhang Wuji swung his sword 130 times in an instant, passing the two golden men at the same time.

"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.

In order to cut out the 130 eight swords just now, he forcefully received a punch from the two of them.

This sword broke his Tai Chi sword suit, a defensive spirit treasure on his body, and his body-protecting sword gang.

If it wasn't for the fact that his Jian Gang physical training method had not been completed, I am afraid that these two punches would have turned him into a puddle of flesh.

But after paying such a heavy injury, he is not without gain.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Behind him, two golden figures were directly chopped into pieces by him.

What he used was the sword qi blade of the sword weapon.

It can instantly increase one's own attack power by ten times, and now it seems that the effect is quite good. The two golden figures who can't even hurt the sword energy are directly chopped into pieces by his sword energy.

"This man is so strong!" In the real Yunling Villa at this moment, an old man with white beard and hair looked at Zhang Wuji who was trapped in the Vajra Arhat formation and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"If you're not strong, I won't let you do it yourself!" A black-robed man beside him said.

"Even if I want to kill him, it's impossible. He can't beat me, but even if I'm in the Nascent Soul Realm, it's impossible for me to catch him!" The old man coughed lightly, and said with a wry smile: "Xuanyuan Sword Cultivator His life-saving ability is top-notch.”

"Hmph, I'd like to see if a Vajra Arhat Formation presided over by Yuanying Daxiu can kill him." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in black.

"Increase the power of the formation quickly, and take his life earlier, so as not to have long nights and dreams." The man in black urged.

"You don't need to say I will!" There was a hint of coldness in the old man's voice: "But can you do what you promised me?"

"Don't worry, your three sons are probably out of the range of Xuanyuan at this moment, even if those sword lunatics are crazy, would they still dare to break into our Xumi Mountain?"

"Okay!" The old man nodded, and turned his gaze to the formation again.

"Boom!" Zhang Wuji was covered in blood, and his eyes were already a little distracted.

He didn't know how long it had passed, and he couldn't even remember how many golden men he had killed, but no matter how many golden men he killed, more golden men would always emerge.

Infinity made him feel hopeless.

"Boom!" Another roar sounded.

Zhang Wuji didn't need to turn his head to know that there was a golden figure rushing towards him.

"Die to me!" Zhang Wuji roared, and at the same time, the last trace of sword energy burst out from his body, and the black iron sword slashed down.

"Pfft!" He cut the golden man in front of him in half.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that these golden men had become weak from being constantly beheaded by him, if it was just the beginning, his sword might not even be able to break through the defense of the golden men.

"Boom!" The next moment, a huge golden palm print was imprinted on the sky.

"It seems that I am afraid that I have stopped here."

I was seriously injured, and I didn't even have the slightest sword energy in my body, how could I block this palm.

Zhang Wuji grinned with an ugly smile, slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, put the black iron sword across his knees and smiled: "Old man, I'm afraid I can't go with you any longer, so choose another master who is more powerful than me." Bar!"

"I never thought that I, Zhang Wuji, would die here so inexplicably."

Looking up at the slowly falling golden palm, Zhang Wuji opened his mouth a little lonely.

After all, he still has too many things he can't let go of, he doesn't want to die!

(End of this chapter)