Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 228 Floating Light Sweeping Shadow

“Cousin, what Sword Art is this Yunsheng little brother using? Why does it look better than the Autum Water sword art just now? Amazing…”

Zhao Lingdang stared straight at the scene in front of her, not daring to blink.

“What did you say? Bell, I can’t hear what you said. Don’t go out while you’re in the formation. Remember, I’ll be here soon!”

Although the ear is still intermittent The sound of Zhao Xuanjun’s voice was heard, but Zhao Lingdang could no longer hear it.

Her eyes were completely attracted by the situation in front of her.

Accompanied by the long sword in Li Yunsheng’s hand, there was a trace of a sullen sword cry, and the sword body of the long sword was pulled out of the scabbard by Li Yunsheng little by little.

As the herring sword came out, what Zhao Lingdang could see was the unrolled bolt of white silk in the herring scabbard in this dark night. The flow of light is slowly overflowing, just like the scissors in the tailor’s hand, little by little cut out the dark Heaven and Earth, slowly divided into two.

What Zhao Lingdang couldn’t see was the surging gale and the stratus clouds rolling overhead in this night, as well as the sword power that Li Yunsheng had accumulated for a long time.

Zhao Lingdang couldn’t see, but Wei Erliang and the Evil Spirit in him were clear.

Ordinary people could only see Li Yunsheng drawing his sword, but what Wei Erliang saw was an invisible giant hand transformed by a sword, swarming out of Li Yunsheng’s scabbard, stubbornly Choke his body, making him unable to move even a little bit.

In a trance, Wei Erliang had an illusion that the Li Yunsheng in front of him was no longer a teenager, but the group of human cultivators he met thousands of years ago, the group of people who saw death as a return forward, fake Heavenly Dao as his own cultivator.

However, he didn’t feel fear or annoyance, instead he stopped anger and became super excited.

“How many years, didn’t expect someone to make me feel this way.”

He gave up the act of continuing to untie the soul contract, but recklessly He clenched his fists and tightened his body, so one after another, Lei Gang, which exploded, danced and spun around him, frantically tearing apart his newly recovered body, but he didn’t care at all, letting these Lei Gang around him raging.

At this moment, the cracking sound of “Pa” jade stone sounded.

Li Yunsheng’s mountain character was completely torn apart by the violent Lei Gang of Wei Er and Zhou.

Wei Erliang, who was carrying the thunder, was like a tiger out of its cage, but with the roar of thunder, he broke free from the restraint of Li Yunsheng’s sword like a sea of rage, and punched Li Yunsheng with a fist. .

The momentum of this fist, in the eyes of others, is enough to reverse the sword momentum that Li Yunsheng just released.

However, this fist came a little late.

Because, Li Yunsheng’s sword was out of his body.

Compared to the momentum when the sword was drawn, this sword after leaving the body looks very simple, just an ordinary sword.

It is far better than Wei Erliang carrying this fist with a heavenly thunder gang.

However, this sword is very fast, as fast as Floating Light Sweeping Shadow, and disappears in a flash.

In this flash, the floating light swept across Wei Erliang’s pupils, forming the invisible sword glow of the floating light, penetrating Wei Erliang’s eyes. Every inch of skin and flesh cut Wei Erliang and the thunder gang around him into a cloud of blood.

In an instant, Heaven and Earth fell silent again, only Li Yunsheng’s heavy breathing reached everyone’s ears.

Looking at the pool of blood, Li Yunsheng could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The decision to kill Wei Erliang was a desperate move for Li Yunsheng at this time. He thought that if it wasn’t because the other party despised him too much and he had done some homework on Demon Race before, His odds of winning this time are less than 30%.

It is precisely because of this that he did not ask Mu Ningshuang to help him, because every step just now was a little bit wrong, or the timing was not right, so it was impossible to have the sword just now.

At times like this, he couldn’t trust anyone.

“Is that Floating Light Sweeping Shadow just now?…”

Mu Ningshuang, who had been stunned for a long time looking at Li Yunsheng’s sword just now, unconsciously twitched his throat and swallowed. He took a sip, then muttered to himself.

“You said Yunsheng little brother, just used the second style Floating Light Sweeping Shadow of our Autum Water sword art?!”

Zhao Lingdang heard this, too A look of astonishment.

“This second style, I am most familiar with, this is definitely not Floating Light Sweeping Shadow.”

Zhao Lingdang shook her head.

She gave up the favorable conditions of the Zhao Family and came to Autum Water because she wanted to learn Autum Water sword art, so she thought she had studied Autum Water sword art very carefully. Terrifying, but definitely not Floating Light Sweeping Shadow in her opinion.

“I’m not sure either.”

Mu Ningshuang shrugged the head with a wry smile.

Despite what she said, she already believed that it was Floating Light Sweeping Shadow, because after the experience of being pointed by Li Yunsheng, her thoughts on Autum Water sword art have already been with Vermilion. Some of the Disciples in Bird Court are very different.

“Senior Sister Shuang.”

Suddenly, a weak voice came from Li Yunsheng.

Mu Ningshuang looked up and saw Li Yunsheng struggling to stand up, turning his head to look at him.

“I may need your help.”

Already face pale, Li Yunsheng glanced at some carrion corpses that were rushing towards him with a wry smile.

Li Yunsheng’s sword just now was indeed the “Floating Light Sweeping Shadow” that Mu Ningshuang and Zhao Lingdang were talking about. It was also because his opponent was Wei Erliang that he used it without reservation. sword.

He has already figured out how the Vermilion Bird Pavilion taught this sword from Mu Ningshuang, but just like the First Style Baichuan Guanhe, the Autum Water sword art that cannot condense the sword’s potential, in fact It’s just an ordinary Immortal Mansion sword art, so Li Yunsheng’s idea of this sword was different from theirs from the very beginning, because it made Zhao Lingdang feel weird.

However, this sword was a bit unexpected to Li Yunsheng, both in terms of the formidable power of this sword and the side effects of this sword.

Although he killed Wei Erliang, he took advantage of the unfinished space of the opponent’s soul contract, but the formidable power at the end of the sword just made him believe that even if the opponent really completely released the soul contract , this sword can still kill him.

As for the side effects, it’s Qilin’s profligate dantian, and his exhausted body.

“Come!”

hearing this, Mu Ningshuang rushed out of the exorcism without the slightest hesitation.

This time Zhao Lingdang did not stop her, not because Wei Erliang was dead, but because Zhao Xuanjun had come behind her.

“Cousin, you are late.”

Zhao Lingdang said regretfully.

“What the hell is going on here?”

Looking at the mess in front of him, Zhao Xuanjun was at a loss.

“Go and help first, I’ll tell you slowly.”

She grabbed Zhao Xuanjun and walked outside.

“Wait a minute.”

Suddenly, Zhao Xuanjun grabbed Zhao Lingdang.

“It looks like I’m not too late.”

Zhao Xuanjun sneered and held the hilt around his waist.

And just as he was speaking, Zhao Lingdang suddenly felt that a daunting coercion was coming.

“You don’t go out yet.”

Zhao Xuanjun held down Zhao Lingdang, then shot himself like an afterimage at Li Yunsheng’s location.

(End of this chapter)