Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 486 Traveling through Purgatory

Probably because he had seen Li Yunsheng’s methods against Fan Chun, Xie Chuxuan was still worried even if he had sealed Li Yunsheng in the scroll of Shan Hai’s pen. .

I saw him swiftly waving the mountain and sea brush in his hand, not hesitating to pour out the true essence of his body and put one after another thunder and fire into the picture scroll.

After receiving the thunder and fire, the scene in the ink and wash Mountains and Rivers Chart was like the end of the day. The thunder broke down the mountains and trees, and the flames passed by. Everything is burnt.

But in the blink of an eye, under the interweaving of this thunderous fire and rain, Li Yunsheng’s silhouette was no longer in the picture.

Even though this scene only happened in the picture scroll, the scene inside still made the onlookers feel heart palpitations.

Many people remembered the rumor that Xie Chuxuan once lost a Sect by himself. Before that, they only thought it was a story deliberately fabricated by Tongyouguan, but today the scene in this picture scroll makes him They were shaken, thinking that if Xie Chuxuan used a mountain and sea pen to seal the entire Sect like a picture scroll by surprise, maybe he could really do it.

“This Autum Water’s bad luck is really bad, and it was bumped by the second master Xie who came here temporarily.”

“Yeah, he was chased and killed by the Xianmeng Hell. It’s been ten years since I escaped, and today it’s a fall.”

“putting it that way, isn’t the strength of Tongyouguan about to catch up with Hell?”

Everyone’s heart palpitated After that, they started talking. They had all seen Li Yunsheng’s strength just now. If Xie Chuxuan wasn’t there today, no one in the night city would be able to stop him.

“Second uncle, you finally refining this Spirit Treasure?!”

Curtain Rain said joyfully with a look of surprise.

Compared to others, Mu Xieyu knew more about the Shanhai Pen in Xie Chuxuan’s hand. This is the Mysterious Grade Spirit Treasure of Genuine, and it was the batch that came from the abyss of Autum Water. After Xie Chuxuan got it It took four or five years to refine and couldn’t.

Today, seeing his second uncle being able to use the flower pen at will, he couldn’t help but feel a burst of joy. Adding a high-level Spirit Treasure will undoubtedly greatly enhance the strength of Tongyouguan. In his opinion, it will take a while. Today, it is not impossible for Tongyouguan to surpass Hell.

“That’s right.”

Xie Chuxuan glanced at the picture scroll that was about to be completely annihilated by thunder and fire rain, and relaxed for a long time.

He also didn’t expect to meet Autum Water Remnant here, and to be honest, the Autum Water Remnant’s strength is beyond his imagination, especially his Divine Soul Power, that Even Divine Soul, who surpassed the Divine Soul Sanjijing, was the first time he met. If it wasn’t for his better control of Shanhaibi, who died and who lived today is still unknown.

It didn’t take a moment for the thunderstorm in the picture scroll to dissipate completely, and the large mountains and rivers in the picture scroll were completely reduced to ashes.

At this moment, Xie Chuxuan finally felt relieved.

“Second uncle, then, there seems to be someone in there!”

Just as Xie Chuxuan was about to take back the scroll with his Shanhai Pen, he kept looking curiously at the scroll in the middle of the scroll. Curtain Rain suddenly exclaimed.

hearing this Xie Chuxuan’s heart was also stunned. He looked in the direction of Curtain Rain’s finger and saw a silhouette standing there holding an umbrella on top of the ruins of a mountain in the picture scroll. There is also a young girl carrying a child under the umbrella.

“Not dead?”

Xie Chuxuan was stunned for a while.

But at this moment, the man in the picture raised the sword in his hand, sword edge until Xie Chuxuan’s uncle and nephew.

Seeing this situation, Xie Chuxuan, who was provoked, was both shocked and angry.

“If one thunder doesn’t kill you, I’ll give you ten, and if a ball of fire doesn’t kill you, I’ll give you ten!”

Xie Chuxuan furiously shouted, but just as he When the mountain and sea brush was raised to prepare another thunderbolt, a dragon roar suddenly burst out of the scroll.

Immediately afterwards, a sword cry rose into the sky, and an Invisible Sword force slapped the crowd in Yiye City like a majestic tide. Some cultivators exploded and died under this sword force. , even if they can resist, they will become face deathly pale one by one.

The Ten States haven’t seen a real sword cultivator for years since Autum Water disappeared from the Ten States, and many people are terrified and have no idea what’s going on.

“Autum Water sword art…”

However, Xie Chuxuan knew, not only he knew but also understood, after all, he almost died under the sword of Autum Water back then.

But because of understanding, the fear in my heart is greater than everyone else.

“The mountain and sea pen can’t seal him.”

As the sword force around his body began to become heavier, this thought appeared in his mind.

“Let’s go.”

Xie Chuxuan of complexion ashen looked back at the curtain call rain behind him.

“Go quickly, or I won’t be able to keep you!”

Seeing that the curtain call rain was still stunned, he increased his tone.

“Second uncle, isn’t he still trapped in the painting? I…”

Unlike Xie Chuxuan, although Mu Xieyu felt fear, he was completely unaware of the moment It’s between life and death.

At the moment when he hesitated, a sword intent flew out from the picture scroll with the breeze.

This Xu Feng is like an antidote, blowing away the depression brought by the sword momentum in everyone’s heart just now.

But in Xie Chuxuan’s view, this is not an antidote, it’s just a sip of sweet wine before the death row is executed.

“get lost! ”

He hate iron for not becoming steel and slapped the Shanhai Pen on the Curtain Calling Rain, and the astonished Curtain Calling Rain flew out directly with the Shanhai Pen. .

“Tell your father, don’t take revenge for me!”

Xie Chuxuan’s voice just fell, and the sound of a bowstring cracking exploded in the painting. This sound seemed extremely harsh and shocked people’s hearts God split.

Then a dazzling golden astral qi tore a hole in the center of the scroll like the morning glow of a newborn sun, and the sword glow of the golden gushed out from the crack in the scroll, instantly turning the whole picture. An overnight city annihilated it.

The sword that bears the brunt of this sword is Xie Chuxuan. He exhausted all his true essence and constructed a sixth layer defense with Yunlu soil characters. The defense was still broken by this sword, even though he had several defensive magical pieces on him. The artifact still didn’t block the sword. Not only was the body cut in two by the sword, but all the upper and lower skeletons were shattered by the sword qi.

As Xie Chuxuan’s vitality gradually dissipated, the picture that trapped Li Yunsheng also disappeared. Li Yunsheng, who was unscathed, stood in the middle of the road again, still holding an umbrella and taking Qingluo and the others beside him. Big Dipper.

“This is, Qiu, Autum Water sword art, Fourth Style, shocking, shocking?”

The dying Xie Chuxuan asked with difficulty, his face The blood was blurred, and the expression could not be seen at all.

“Yes.”

Li Yunsheng nods.

“cough cough cough, I can still die at the hands of Autum Water sword art, I’m worth it.”

Xie Chuxuan coughed a few times, then closed his eyes.

And Li Yunsheng, as if he didn’t hear it, walked slowly past Xie Chuxuan with a calm expression, still maintaining the pace of walking at the beginning, at the same time a few sword qi seemed to hang. The wind of the fallen leaves on the ground quietly cut Xie Chuxuan’s incompleteness into pieces.

The sword just didn’t kill every cultivator in the city, many survived because they were too far away to hide in the inner city.

As Li Yunsheng walked slowly, they moved towards the city gate of Yiyecheng and ran away one by one, but Li Yunsheng did not intend to let them escape.

The sword qi of the withered sword art is like an assassin in the dark night, a sword, a sword, reaping the lives of these people, the overflowing blood covered the whole road, which made Qingluo several times. I thought I was stuck in a mud pit, and felt very distressed about my new shoes that I had just worn a few times.

It’s just that she doesn’t know that tonight, she is not walking through the mud, but a purgatory covered with blood.

(End of this chapter)