The sound of the piano seemed to be real, with layers of sound waves rising up, covering an area of ??100 feet.
The sunlight in Xuandao's two fingers has reached the critical point. At this time, being suddenly disturbed by the sound of the piano is no less than being slapped on the top of the head. Although the light barely stays on, the fingers can't help but move an inch away.
This inch is the distance between the sword blade and the void.
The two sword lights did not shake at all due to the sound of the piano. They followed the established trajectory, one after another, and stabbed fiercely at each other. With a pop, the two swords fell together, leaving only a dull sound.
Two rays of sword light pierced the figure at the same time, and blood spurted out.
Xuandao's eyes were a bit unbelievable, and his face was as stiff as a zombie. Suddenly, with a pop, his figure disappeared again, and Man Yao's fire energy dissipated, leaving only a wisp of breeze.
The two sword lights were raised at the same time and slashed down again. Even the breeze was torn to pieces by the sword light, losing less than half, and the remaining green energy disappeared in the wind instantly.
The sword lights separated, one of them turned half a circle on the spot, revealing Cheng Jun's figure, while the other sword flew half a circle around Jiufang Valley and hovered on the opposite side.
Cheng Jun stared at the empty space and said with regret: "The Qingfeng Escape Technique is really a life-saving skill."
In the open space between the two entrances, a breeze blew by, and Xuandao transformed into a body shape again. Only this time, it was no longer as relaxed as the first time he transformed. Although he didn't vomit blood, his face was horribly pale. This was no longer a pale color caused by emotion, but a sign of weakness. It's just that the wounds on his body have healed, and there is no trace of fresh blood.
This is normal. When a monk reaches the realm of Yuanshen, his self-healing ability is a hundred times higher than ordinary people. It is easy to regenerate a broken limb. As long as he leaves a breath, the wound will heal naturally. Although the wound could be healed, the lost vitality could not be replenished, and he was severely injured after all.
Xuandao pursed his lips, with a bit of anger, staring at another suspended sword, and said: "Are you the soul?"
The sword let out a hehehe laugh, showing a bit of wretchedness.
Xuandao turned around again and saw a Yao Qin tinkling on top of the waterfall. He burst out with anger and shouted, "Are you also a soul?"
One of the strings of the piano trembled, making a soft "ding" sound. The soft sound reached the ears, making people feel refreshed and refreshed.
Although Yiqin Yijian did not answer directly, he was so smart that he naturally acquiesced.
Xuandao snorted and said: "One, two, three three of them come together to deal with me." His distraction did not return to Shangqing Palace at all, so in addition to feeling the fall of this distraction, He didn't sense the specific situation here, so Jing didn't know the two elders, Qin and Jian. I was just surprised. Not only did a sword pavilion with superb swordsmanship pop up in Jiuyan Mountain for no reason, but there were also two Yuanshen Shenjun as helpers. Are the Shenjuns in the world so worthless?
However Xuandao glanced across the face of Yiliang Yuanshen and suddenly laughed loudly.
Seeing him smiling wildly, Jian Lao couldn't help but sigh: "It's pitiful, my spirit is broken. This spirit is so weak."
Xuandao's laughter stopped abruptly and said: "You should be happy, that move just now has completely annoyed me. Two out-of-body realms, followed by a sword cultivator who is at the most concentrated realm, Jing Ye dares to challenge my authority. With humility Damn it, this world is really reversed, reversed, reversed!"
The more he talked, the more insubstantial the body was. It even became more insubstantial, and even gradually it no longer had any form. The whole body became more and more round, and gradually reached perfection. The body shape also gradually rose.
A round of red sun bursts out, illuminating the earth. And above that nascent red sun, there was another sun. The two bright suns complement each other, and the air is so scorched that it can instantly turn the fertile soil into char!
The second day volleyed!
Xuandao finally transformed into Lieri and used his true strength. This is also a sign that he finally regards these three as opponents who can rival Jiao Yuancheng.
The combat power of the three divine kings was worthy of his condescension to deal with them seriously.
Jian Lao looked up and said: "It's really interesting. His power is much stronger than ours, and he is worthy of me. Lao Qin, we may not be equal together." He turned to look at Cheng Jun and said, " Can you stand it? If you can't stand it, you should withdraw first."
Cheng Jun lowered his head and moved his lips silently, as if he was reciting some spell. Jian Lao nodded secretly, Cheng Jun had his own way, so he didn't need to worry about it. He yelled: "Little baby, you come here to play tricks!" Then he drew his sword and flew forward.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Qin Lao, but Qin Lao watched calmly in the air, and saw Jian Lao drawing out his sword, and the sound of the piano sounded again, the sound was like an iron cavalry protruding, the gold and iron clanking! In the exciting music, the sword-light competition was even more fierce than before.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A swordsman¡¯s cultivation, one must dare to get stronger when encountering the strong. Even though he is facing the wandering god, the old swordsman keeps moving forward without fear.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?It slowly rotated in the air, and when it saw the sword rainbow, it suddenly flashed. Two phantoms separated from the air, and immediately turned into three!
Four red suns shine in the sky, competing for glory. A red sun blocked the sword rainbow, a bright sun fell towards Qin Lao, and the most intense scorching sun hit Cheng Jun like a meteorite!
not good!
The two elders of Qin and Jian screamed inwardly at the same time. The elder of Jian already had an arrow on the string and had to fire. He could only use his own speed to stab and stop the blazing sun in front of him. The two rays of light collided in the air, sending out a stream of light. The sword rainbow pierced out, and was surrounded by a layer of sun fire. It squeaked and smoked, but the sun also cracked a large hole visible to the naked eye. Although it was slowly recovering, the light inevitably dimmed. Jian Lao circled the long sword and wanted to rescue Cheng Jun, but Na Hongri stepped aside to stop him. The sword master was in conflict with the left and right and could not break out, so he had to use his sword skills to deal with the fierce sun.
Mr. Qin¡¯s sound waves were trembling, and he also wanted to shake off the fierce sun and support Cheng Jun.
Unexpectedly, although Li Ri only has less than one-third of the power, Qin Lao is not good at attacking. His sound waves have miraculous effects on the soul of the soul, but they are unable to deal with such pure power. The sound waves The wave dispersed, but it could only push back the Lie Ri a little. After the sound wave calmed down for a moment, Lie Ri rushed forward again, taking advantage of the situation. He had to use sound waves to suppress him, and he kept coming and going until he reached a stalemate.
In this way, the two old men, Qin and Jian, cannot be separated, and Cheng Jun has to face the scorching sun alone.
Compared with the scorching sun on the other side of Qin Jian, the red sun here is not fast, and even leaves time for dodge, but the scorching sun is so blazing, so huge, even faster than the two people who pounce on Jian Lao and Qin Lao. Lun Mingri became stronger, and Xuandao Jing used most of his power to deal with Cheng Jun, who was the weakest link. This shows how much he hates the instigator. Of course, attacking their weaknesses in one go is also a good way to defeat them one by one. After killing Cheng Jun, the three divine monarchs became two, and the two out-of-body divine monarchs would only be suppressed even more miserably.
The scorching sun is like Mount Tai, there is no way to avoid it!
"That is to say -" Cheng Jun suddenly showed a smile, "Is your soul here with me?"
It¡¯s coming ¨C just in time!
Cheng Jun's sword was swung out again, and his figure and sword turned into a sword rainbow again.
This sword rainbow is so thin, and has lost much of its brilliance compared to the magnificent sword light just now, but it is so solid, it seems denser than a real sword, and seems to contain endless quality.
Threads The sword light twisted slightly, and suddenly turned into thousands of threads, criss-crossing thousands of threads, and all of them rushed forward, like a fishing net catching a big fish, full of desire.
The differentiation of sword light is inextricably linked!
Xuandao's true form turned into a scorching sun, and all the power in his body had been released to its peak. Everything within a hundred feet around him was shrouded in his aura. It was supposed to be windy and rainy, but Cheng Jun's net was incomparable. When the sword light approached at a much slower speed, he felt a hint of dangerdanger?
Are you kidding me?
Although it is said that the slower the sword light is, it represents the sufficient strength and the confidence of the sword cultivator, but Xuan Dao is too sure of Cheng Jun's power. A true disciple in the elixir stage can rely on the sword puppet formation to reach Yuanshen Yao. , Jing dares to come forward with such a head-on attitude, this is called death!
Give it to me¡ªpoof!
The entire sword net held the scorching sun head-on, as if a big watermelon was packed into the net bag. However, he quickly shrunk and contained the entire scorching sun.
The intense fire all over Xuandao's body, and the terrifying heat like the sun, were unable to harm the sword at all!
He shook his body in fear, trying to get out of the encirclement, but the sword wire was like a tarsal maggot and he couldn't get rid of it.
The sword wire became tighter and tighter, slowly wrapping around Jiaoyang's round body, and then slowly inserted inside.
Inch-by-inch.
Every inch of intrusion made a hole in the soul of Xuandao, causing real damage, and the giant net was still slowly but never stopping pulling in, and the incarnation of Xuandao inside was struggling fiercely. , there was never a chance to escape from the net.
At such a scene, the two elders Qin and Jian beside them couldn't help but look over. When they saw the sword net entangling Xuan Dao, they were very surprised.
How can it be?
??Better, Cheng Jun restrained Xuandao!
This is a real contest of strength. In a head-on fight, skills, techniques, speed and even explosive power are useless. This is a duel that truly relies on strength.
Since Cheng Jun has entangled Xuandao, it means that in terms of frontal magic power, Cheng Jun is even better than Xuandao!
What's happening here?
Where does he get his strength from?
If someone else came in, they would just think that Cheng Jun is a deep-seated person.It was a secret overhaul, but the two elders of Qin and Jian knew Cheng Jun's trump cards and his arrangements, but they did not expect that he had really penetrated the gap in the realm of cultivation.
The two of them were so surprised and doubtful, one can imagine Xuan Dao's shock and hesitation.
¡°Because he truly felt Cheng Jun¡¯s inexhaustible surging power. That kind of power made him lose the confidence to fightjust as helpless as he faced the first generation of the Big Three.
He just watched helplessly as his soul was being eroded inch by inch, and it would take him tens or hundreds of years to make up for every wound. But he had a premonition that he might not have the chance to make up for these wounds.
Rou¡ª¡ªThe sword net suddenly accelerated, spinning several times in the air like a wheel. Suddenly it let go, and the dim head was thrown out like a sandbag and hit the ground with a thud. Smoke and dust were flying into the sky, and the dust was raised several feet high, and everyone's vision was blurred for a while.
After a while, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the scene appeared in front of everyone.
The dusty elephant disappeared from the ground, leaving only a rickety body.