Chapter 930: Jiu Ye also has stunts
The man in white curled his lips and looked at the two people in the sky: "I have been chasing for several days, and I have been working tirelessly. Brother Ye Chen, you and I will work together to kill these flies, what if I fight again."
The right hand gently shook the folding fan, and the purple that had become much dimmed. As the wind danced, the evil spirit was shocking. Xiao Chen smiled and said, "That's what it means!"
The two master-level martial saints of the two elders of Mohuang, with their current strength, cannot defeat each other alone, but if one fights one person, the outcome will be unpredictable.
A blood light rushed to the sky. The man in white held a long sword and with the intent of the sky, he rushed towards the great master of the Hanyue Palace.
Thunder was shining everywhere, and loud roars were rumbling. Xiao Chen stepped on the lightning and rushed towards the great master of Tianyin Sect.
The shocking battle will soon begin. The grandmaster-level battle will be so tragic that you can know without guessing.
Yuntianhe and Gao Baiyu took advantage of the palace and had already flashed the side. They could not even get involved in this level of battle.
On a small valley in the distance, Xing Qingyun and the old man Hui, who were about to escape at any time, were also sneakingly staring at the battle between the fields.
"By the way, Master Jiu, aren't you also a master-level martial saint? Why don't you go up and help?" Xing Qingyun looked at the old man next to him with a stingy look and said in confusion.
Master Jiu was a little embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly: "My master's demeanor is too heavy. Unlike these serious master's demeanor, their cultivation depends on time. I am saying that Master Jiu is not good at fighting, but treasure hunting."
Seeing Xing Qingyun curled his lips, he suddenly realized it and looked contemptuous. The old man gray smiled and said, "Of course, I can easily destroy you, Master Jiu, if you stretch out your fingers," said Mr. Grey.
Xing Qingyun was unhappy, but he couldn't beat him but could only endure it. He felt so depressed that he couldn't beat him. He couldn't even beat him an old rat. This was really miserable.
The senior old man from the inner sect of Tianyin Sect who fought against Xiao Chen was named Xiao Jue, wearing a blue-breasted suit and holding a seven-stringed long piano in both hands.
The skin is smooth and delicate and red, unlike the skin of an ordinary old man, which is as rough and full of wrinkles.
Ding ding dong dong!
With his fingertips fluctuated, Xiao Jue played a corruption of erotic song. Compared with the disciples of Tianyin Sect that Xiao Chen saw before, Xiao Jue had reached another level.
As the sound of the piano came into his ears, an illusion appeared in front of Xiao Chen. He was above a sky fog, and more than a dozen women with hot bodies in front of him were dancing gracefully in the clouds and mist with veils.
The fabric on the body, along with the edges and corners, will not be as big as a palm. The dancing body seems to have magical charm, and the temptation is extremely tempting, making the heart burn in the fire.
Xiao Jue looked at Xiao Chen, who was stuck in the illusion in the air, showed a sneer on his face, his fingers flicked faster, and the sound of the piano kept ringing.
Seeing this, Yun Tianhe, who was above the palace, looked happy and was about to come over. He killed Xiao Chen directly. Gao Baiyu stopped him and said, "Brother Yun, now if you have a little external force, you can break the illusion."
"Look at the show slowly. This Demon Song was created by the elders in our sect who captured the abyss succubus and savored it carefully. The people trapped inside had only one ending, sucking adults and feeding back to Elder Xiao."
When Yun Tianhe heard this, he couldn't help but feel shocked. This illusion is a bit between reality and illusion. He can actually use charming techniques to absorb the other party's life essence in the illusion.
In the illusion, eight beautiful women have already arrived at Xiao Chen, making fun of each other, and making attractive moves that make people spit out from time to time.
It makes people feel that they are in heaven and want to have a good time.
Xiao Chen looked at it for a while and felt boring. The charming technique that could make him sink for a moment in the world was only used by the succubus Leng Yue.
As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but recall the time he spent with Leng Yue in the deep sea battlefield in the lower realm. Now he doesn't know where this secret woman is.
The demon disaster is coming, and if you meet, you don’t know whether it is an enemy or a friend.
"Young Master, my family is not beautiful enough!"
While thinking, a beautiful woman took off her veil and showed a pure face. Xiao Chen was slightly stunned, and her appearance was exactly the same as Leng Yue.
The woman smiled slightly, hooked Xiao Chen's neck, and took advantage of his moment of loss of consciousness to kiss him.
Just when the flames were only one inch away from being pressed on, Xiao Chen had an extra piece of broken sword in his hand, and the sword body was coldly pressed on the other party's mouth.
With a random pop of his left hand, he pushed the beautiful woman into the distance.
Xiao Chen looked at the broken sword in his hand, for a moment, forgot where he was around and was stunned.
Just as he was about to sink into it, the broken sword of the Thunder Emperor Sangmu Sword in the Qiankun Ring suddenly shook, causing him to wake up suddenly.
"Will I come back alive?"
"It's necessary. Even if you want to die, I won't let you die. You're sure to die, and you won't die."
The words of the past echoed in my mind. Xiao Chen felt lost and held the broken sword tightly. The blade was embedded in the palm of his palm, and blood was flowing out.
Just a faint remnant thought, do you also remember Ruoyan that day, wouldn't I be allowed to die?
But when will I bring you back in the long river of destiny?
The head was full of purple, and a thought disappeared, three thousand black hairs danced lightly.
The evil spirit that deliberately appeared on Xiao Chen's body no longer existed. The Hai Emperor's headscarf that changed into a blood color also turned into a pure sky blue again.
In the past three days, the remaining medicinal power of the Hunyuan Creation Pill has long been absorbed by him. If it weren't for the purpose of maintaining the identity of the Blood Prince Ye Chen, his head would have turned purple, and would have turned black long ago.
Thinking of the old things, Xiao Chen's mood was ups and downs, and he forgot to pretend that his evil spirit was gone. Instead, he was still calm and cold and scruples.
boom!
The folding fan in his left hand shattered, and the entire illusion disappeared suddenly. The scene in front of him changed, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of Xiao Jue's mouth. Looking at the seven strings of Changqin, his face was filled with surprise.
With his left hand pulled away, he put away the blood-colored cloak on his body. Xiao Chen was wearing a white dress and his black hair danced. Under the sky blue sea emperor's headscarf, there was a cold and delicate face.
The expression in his eyes was like a deep pool, unfathomable, and the ancient well remained unchanged.
"Impossible, my Demon Song has never failed in a warrior of his generation."
Xiao Jue's eyes were full of astonishment, and a ray of light flashed in his hand. The seven-stringed lyrics were connected again. His fingertips passed by, and there was another faint sound, like a woman's moan, echoing slowly.
The body is like a knife, the mind is like a knife, and the knife is me, the white clothes are the secrets, and the breeze is gentle.
As soon as Xiao Chen took a step, the sound of the peerless treasure sword being unsheathed, resounding throughout the world. Every step he took, there was a sword roar, which seemed slow, but the intention of the sword was endless, buzzing, and a crisp sound lingered.
"Enjoying the devil with sound and doing things like yin and yang replenishment that violates the laws of heaven, Elder Xiao, you shouldn't have existed in this world for a long time."
All the sound of the piano was shattered by the crisp roar of the sword. Xiao Chen walked step by step, and his sword intent became more and more violent and unrestrained in the world.
At the end, all the sounds of the sword gathered together to form a wisp of divine sound, breaking through the barrier of the sky and rushing to the sky.
The sound of the gods and the rhyme nourishes the soul. Xiao Jue's seven-stringed lyrical cracked completely, making a thump, turning into wood chips all over the sky.
In the sea of consciousness, the prototype of the sword soul flowing with purple talismans is no longer as blurred as before, and the four golden lights become clearly visible and unparalleled.
Xiao Chen was a little stunned. The prototype of the sword soul actually broke through at this time. His sword intent completely defeated 10% of it, condensing the real "soul".
"Elder Xiao, Demon Qu, is a little bit of a side sect after all. You are also a figure who will become a master. Let's fight with you in a dignified way and divide the difference."
Xiao Jue was too lazy to pay attention to it, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and wanted to leave. His Demon Song was not a path of side sects. Many master-level martial saints were easily killed by him, and the essence of life was added to him.
"So you guy is the real Xiao Chen. Don't be proud. Wait for me to refine a good piano to suck the essence of your life."
Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, and a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, he urged the only remaining medicinal power of the Hunyuan Creation Pill without any scruples, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the mid-grade martial saint's Great Perfection Realm.
The sword soul was formed and its strength increased greatly. I wanted to fight quickly. Unexpectedly, the person in front of me was blinded by external objects, and his cultivation was useless and he was just a sign of it.
If that's the case, I'll give you a death!
Yanhua Wuque's sword path, the bright moon rose into the sky behind Xiao Chen, and with his hands falling, the night fell, blocking Xiao Jue's way.
Turn your palms into the night, and the bright moon is intact.
The night is undeficient, the moon is undeficient, and the knife is undeficient.
The bright moon turned into a ray of bright sword light, falling from the sky, stopping Xiao Jue who was flying away.
The sword light condensed with the soul of the sword has a unique charm, and the sword light is almost as solid as the essence. There is a full moon, which rises in the sword light. There are people in the moon and palaces, as if there is a small world inside.
This is "soul", which allows martial arts to have the existence of souls, which is no longer just a mere expression, but truly possesses its connotation, which allows the conciseness of sword moves to a new level.
Xiao Jue's magic zither was destroyed. Faced with this move of Ming Yue Wuque, he had to use his own cultivation to harden his mind.
The hands were connected, and notes sounded one after another, each note was sonorous and powerful, and the shaking sky was trembling, composing a passionate music.
clang!
Taking this move head-on, Xiao Jue, who had already suffered secret injuries, vomited a mouthful of blood again and was forced back.
Snowflakes were flying, Xiao Chen was wearing white clothes and rushed to Xiao Jue among the snowflakes in the sky. Every move was filled with endless sword intent.
Xiao Jue, whose mind is already in chaos, struggles to support him.
Above the palace, Yun Tianhe and Gao Baiyu looked at each other. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen and the man in white would be so strong, which was completely expected.
"Let's go, don't be careful about these two people. In addition to your and my senior brothers, there is also Di Wuque. Ordinary master-level martial saints really can't suppress them."
Chapter completed!