Xiuxian sect system

Chapter 259 Crisis
The footsteps of the two lightly landed on the lotus leaves, and ripples appeared on the water surface. The moment they stepped forward, their eyes were slowly closed under the surprised gazes of many monks.

When dealing with the Illusionary Mirage, you must not open your eyes, just because you don't know when you will be confused by its illusory wings, and then kill your companions, and eventually even yourself will die in your own hands.

Yu Xi and Yu Yao knew how to fight the Huan Cai Ling Mirage, but they didn't know about the others. Seeing that the two of them closed their eyes and their invisible consciousness slowly dispersed, they both took a deep breath, "They are going to rely on Consciousness and the blood of the king are fighting!"

"Okay... good guy".

"Don't you die?"

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It's no wonder they are surprised, because the eyes can see things, but the spiritual sense can only perceive the surrounding breath, and even lock the opponent's position, that is, like a radar, only one point can be seen, but they don't know what the opponent has done. What action, only when you reach the Nascent Soul stage, can your spiritual consciousness see things.

By doing this, Yu Xi and Yu Yao did not intend to blindly beat a monk whose cultivation level was much higher than their own. To do this is no different from courting death. Regarding this, everyone can only comment on the two of them: " madman".

"Crazy is crazy, this time, let's go crazy," Yu Xi and Yu Yao secretly said in their hearts, suddenly, the breath of the two of them suddenly changed, and a silver light flashed between Yu Xi's eyebrows, and there was a flash between the eyebrows. There is a fingernail-sized pattern, like a silver pupil, but as flexible as a pupilless eye

And Yu Yao, dressed in a black robe and black hair, became even darker now, exuding a strong evil aura. His right hand, Yu Mo, came out, circled around his side, and landed in his left hand.

"Left-handed sword" Many people are puzzled by this. In the world of comprehension, unless the right arm is severed, it is difficult to see the monk with the left-handed sword. Then he can grow his right arm and pick up the sword in his right hand, but Yu Yao is still holding the sword in his left hand, which makes many people unable to understand.

Feng Qingyu saw Yu Yao holding a sword in his left hand, his heart trembled, and he instantly remembered what Yu Xi had said: "That bastard, don't be fooled by him, among the three of us, he is the only one who can use a sword, but, no People can see his true swordsmanship, and only with full strength, he will reverse his hands and reverse the situation."

In this way, it is precisely in this way, the sword in his right hand turned into his left hand, not only Feng Qingyu was surprised, even Han Lin, a disciple of Yu Yao, had never heard that his master used a left-handed sword !

Hearing the shouts from all around, coupled with the induction of spiritual sense, Yu Yao's aura changed drastically. Even if Yu Xi couldn't see it, she guessed that Yu Yao had changed hands. Chu Qian left, her right arm was injured, and she became Yu Yao. The strength of the sword in his left hand, his real strength lies in the sword in his left hand, "It seems that he is also exerting his full strength", the corner of Yu Xi's mouth slightly raised, and he thought to himself.

As the two of them galloped, in the induction, the illusory mirage of the king's blood was getting closer and closer to them, and its haughty attitude was also reflected in the silver pupils between Yu Xi's brows. In the eyes of Bloodline, the two of them are just two ants, not to be feared, but the next moment, it makes it regret its arrogance at the moment.

Two very similar voices of "Buyue Photo" overlapped together, and the figures of the two of them suddenly turned into six paths, dragging out twelve paths in the mid-air, the six paths were extremely dark, and the six paths were hot, with a speed as fast as lightning.

The monks in the late foundation establishment stage who were not suppressed by coercion saw this extremely fast sword, and many people trembled in their hearts. They could feel the power contained in this style. If they were replaced by them, many people would think that they would be a If you can stop it, you have to pay a heavy price.

Although the speed is fast, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the fake alchemy, especially the magic mirage of the king's blood. You can only see it flapping its wings, whipping up a gust of wind, and even vaguely seeing the vacuum blades in it. , There was a sound of metal collisions, and the twelve figures in Bu Yue's picture dissipated at this moment, revealing two figures with the slightest difference in momentum, rewinding out.

Yu Xi and Yu Yao flew tens of meters, hovered in the air and landed lightly on the lotus leaves. There were two ripples on the water surface, the blood in the body surged up, and there was a sweetness in the mouth, and a bright red flowed from the corners of the two mouths , did not expect that the blood of the fake alchemy king was so strong, far exceeding Yu Xi and Yu Yao's expectations.

However, they were not injured in vain. At this moment, a strange thing happened. The blood of the king lay down lazily, still in an attitude so arrogant that suddenly, several sword auras appeared on his body like a giant elephant. In an instant, what he thought was a gorgeous wing hurt, and sword marks appeared, and blood flowed down, covering the pattern, making the confusing power of the wing disappear.

"Roar", a loud roar, reflecting the anger of the Symphony Mirage. It waved its wings behind it, raised its two front paws, and rushed directly at Yu Yao and Yu Xi, but they easily dodged it. Two sword marks were left on the body of Symphony Lingyan.

The melee combat continued, but every attack of the Symphony Mirage was easily dodged by Yu Xi and Yu Yao. The actions of the two did not look like two people who closed their eyes at all.

"Good magic weapon, good body skills." Standing not far away, watching the battle of Gu Zhan, Lin Kongyun and Gu Ting were slightly surprised. No one has been so praised by their masters. It can be seen that Yu Shenjian Pai is indeed not a simple person.

"Master, are we going to do this?" Lin Kongyun stood respectfully behind Gu Zhan and asked softly.

Gu Zhan smiled indifferently, he clenched the epee in his hand, and shouted loudly: "As everyone in the Feather Sword Sect said, there is no room for choice, come on", after saying that, he raised the giant sword in his hand, jumped up, Raising the giant sword in his hand high, the spiritual energy gathered, and it suddenly turned into a giant sword several feet long in the air, and slashed down.

When many people saw this sword, their hearts trembled. The Ancient Sword School and the Giant Sword Ancient War really deserved their reputation. If this sword fell on them, they would be seriously injured. Many people even thought that this sword Going down, I am afraid that the blood of the king will be cut in half.

The giant sword landed on the Phantom Mirage, and the water in the lotus pond splashed out, forming huge waves of several feet. The ancient battle in the air, and the two Yu Xi and Yu Yao, who were shaken several meters away by the sword, all looked terrified. They didn't relax because of this sword. They felt that this sword didn't hurt the blood of the king.

Sure enough, when the waves went down, everyone gasped. What did they see?what is that? , everyone gasped, even Yu Xi and Yu Yao opened their eyes and gasped.

A colorful light curtain appeared on the mirage of the Symphony, which still emits a faint halo, and the giant sword fell on the light curtain, and could not move forward. When the light curtain was broken, the giant sword would return to its original size. Gu Zhan fell to the ground, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "If you see me, you should underestimate it."

With the Gu Zhan of the Gu Jian faction taking the lead, there were bursts of voices from above the lotus leaf and lotus.

"Damn it, fuck him, both positive and negative are dead, fight hard."

"There is still a glimmer of life in the fight."

"Dear friends, Mr. Zhao advises you to let go of your grievances first and bring them up later."

...In an instant, many Dzogchen monks in the late stage of foundation establishment flew down from above, all rushing towards the magic mirage.

The bloodline of the king, with its wings blowing in the wind, made it impossible for the monks around to take a step forward. It rushed into the air like a rocket, staring at the ground, and the surrounding spiritual energy began to riot, forming a vortex and gathering in the mouth, and a terrifying breath came from it.

"How is this going?"

"Quick, stop him".

"No, it's about to cast a spell."

... All the monks' faces changed drastically when they saw the situation, including Yu Xi and Yu Yao. Maybe they didn't know the magic mirage, but Yu Xi knew a lot about it. A kind of innate spell cast by the Chinese Illusion Phantom—the roar of the tornado.

He has never seen the roar of a tornado, but according to some books, although the roar of a tornado is a kind of spell, it is more like the dragon's breath in Western legends. This spell draws away the air and transforms the wind, every time A wind roll is a sharp blade. Wherever it passes, there are no bones left. I thought it was a false existence. The magic color mirage is rare, and the king's magic color mirage is even rarer. Is there such a spell? No one knows, but Yu Xi is sure now that this is the unproven tornado roar.

"Dangerous, hurry up, don't restrain yourself, release the strongest spell, or we will all die." Yu Xi didn't care about that much, the only thing in his mind was to stop it immediately.

After being shouted by Yu Xi, everyone came back to their senses, sacrificed the magic weapon together, and made a formula in their hands.

"Dancing Dragon in the Sky," "Xuan Shui Bing Mo", under the casting of Yu Xi and Yu Yao's spells, all the monks' spells rushed to the sky, but it was already too late, and they only felt the air around them was drawn away, making them feel suffocated , a white wind rolled out from the mouth of the mirage in the air.

(End of this chapter)