Chapter 257: The three swords of Mie Luo and the phantom sword are reunited

Shiyou seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

In the distance, the three Ziye clan looked at Shiyou's previous position, smiled at each other, and put away the crossbows in their hands. After accumulating for so long, the black jade shot

The crossbows he made can deliver the strongest attack, and all three crossbows attack together. Even at that time, Youtian's proud son had obtained a trace of the dragon clan's inheritance.

He must die too.

"Haha, okay, Shi You is dead, let me see what you can use to resist."

The two Tornado warriors of the Purple Night Tribe let out a long sigh of relief. They were in an unusually good mood. A young woman actually suppressed the two of them.

Together, and under the suppression of the Lost World, the attacks that everyone can perform are almost the same. Being suppressed can only show that their swordsmanship is not the same.

If the difference is too far, you will be beaten one to two.

"Kill, kill them all. Nearly one-fifth of the strength of the Lost World has gathered here."

"There are two more Sky Breakers!"

The original seven Skybreakers of the Lost World have always been existences they cannot handle.

First of all, these Skybreakers don’t show up for a long time, and even the many people in the Lost World have difficulty knowing their whereabouts. The four heads of the family can say that it’s okay to say that the other three

I don’t even know where it is hidden. Secondly, it’s their strength. They have become a sky-breaking level in this lost world. Their strength is already strong and has been accumulated for a long time.

, each one is close to the highest existence in the Lost World.

Just one or two of these sky-breaking steps from the Ziye clan are not enough to kill others.

If there are too many, the target will be easily exposed, let alone if there are not more than ten, it will be impossible to defeat these sky-breaking existences.

Thinking of this, the hearts of these Ziye tribesmen felt hot, and the excitement of energy was even more terrifying. The entire mountain top was covered by terrifying energy, even if

An ordinary person can feel the existence of the energy of heaven and earth.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, a cough broke the atmosphere around them, and the Ziye tribe turned aside one after another. In the air over there, a woman in torn clothes covered her chest, feeling cold.

Look at them.

It was Shi You, and the crack in the space behind her had just healed, which meant that she had just come out of the subspace.

"You are actually still alive?"

Shi You looked over with cold eyes and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry, even if she is still alive, she doesn't have much fighting power. Deal with them quickly and pick up the follow-up troops." The two cyclone warriors looked at each other.

With one glance, Qi Qi rushed towards Shi You.

"Roar!" Yun Huo let out an angry roar, spitting out a mouthful of flames, and came to Shi You's side, guarding her without even wanting to take a step back.

Facing the huge long sword, Shi You showed a trace of bitterness in his eyes. He had already run out of energy to block the attack. The Dragon Tooth Sword in his hand was even more powerful.

There were some cracks and it was dull. Although the inside was constantly running and repairing itself, it could not be repaired in a short time.

Silently reciting the mantra and mobilizing the chaotic energy in his body, Shi You moved his two fingers together and wiped the blade of the Dragon Tooth Sword.

The body of the Dragon Tooth Sword was stained with blood and suddenly turned fiery red. The vitality in Shiyou's body was rapidly declining. Before he could accumulate more power, something appeared in front of him.

She picked up two big swords. She hurriedly swung her sword to block one of them, and her body fell back hundreds of feet. The cloud fire on one side even spurted out a mouthful of flames, blowing the one on the left.

The Ziye Clan blocked it, using its body covered with scales to resist the Ziye Clan's attack.

"puff!"

Even if he used the secret method passed down by the senior Mengguo of the Dragon Clan to stimulate his own essence and blood, Shiyou would still be unable to match the warriors of the Whirlwind Division at this moment.

Looking at Shi You flying upside down in mid-air, the hearts of everyone in the Shi family suddenly became cold.

"Death!"

A loud shout came from the mouth of the warrior of the Tornado Division, and all the strength in his body exploded. He waved the long sword in his hand and stabbed him with the sword.

"clang!"

Just when everyone thought that this sword would beat Shiyou to pieces, a black figure appeared and stood in front of Shiyou,

The long knife in his hand blocked the heaven-destroying sword. There was an explosion in the air, and a crack in space appeared, blocking the Purple Night Clan's pursuit.

"Are you okay?"

Lei Yan arrived in a hurry, and even though he had experienced the battle and his strength had not fully recovered, he still joined the battle.

However, it was still a little late. Seeing his appearance, Shi You raised the corner of his mouth slightly, fainted, and fell on his chest. Lei Yan felt a rush in his heart.

He hugged Shiyou tightly, then stepped back a little, creating a safe distance.

"Who are you?" The Ziye clan swung a knife at him, his arms trembled slightly, and he was secretly surprised. He had never seen this person before. He was also different from those people.

The sky-breaking stage in intelligence is completely different.

Looking at the strange sword in the hands of the young man in black, the Ziye tribe squinted his eyes and tried to ask: "Are you a mad sword?"

In fact, from some aspects, the three major free bodies' Skybreaking Stages are stronger than the ancestors of the four major families.

"no!"

Lei Yan's mind explored Shiyou's body and found that most of the vitality in her body had been lost, and the black and shiny hair on her head also began to wither and turn yellow.

Then it turned white. In just a few breaths, the long hair that hung down to his waist was already white. He pursed his lips and looked at Yun Huo who came back.

He gently placed it on its back and said, "Take her away and leave this place to me."

"Humph, what a loud tone!"

Seeing that he was being ignored, the Ziye clan snorted coldly. He did not dare to be careless in his heart, and directly waved the long sword in his hand. The whirlwind sword technique was swung out, and the air was filled with

There was a whirring sound, but there was no sign that the space was about to be torn apart.

After sending you away, Lei Yan's body shook slightly. The blood inflammation in his body was once again mobilized. Blood threads like spider webs appeared all over his body.

On his skin, he could clearly feel the oppression of the Lost World on him, just like being in the water when he was a child. There was pressure from all directions, all the time.

exist.

The blood blade trembled slightly, and two knife shadows appeared, and they swung their swords directly to meet them.

He already had a way to restrain the whirlwind swordsmanship. The swords suppressed the Ziye clan, but with a hundred swords, he had already beaten the Ziye clan without any chance of fighting back.

Force. If another Ziye clan hadn't joined the battle, they would have been defeated.

But even with the two Ziye clans joining forces, he was still able to fight with ease and even suppressed them.

"Brother Situ, it's time!"

On the other side, Shi Luo looked at his own side that was retreating steadily, snorted, called out to Situ Jie, became energetic, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and shouted

He shouted, "Look at my three swords that can destroy Luo!"

The sword was charged up, directly interrupting the whirlwind sword technique of the Ziye tribe in front. The sword force paused, and the Ziye tribe turned red, and actually spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The second knife crossed, the space was torn, and the cracks continued to spread. The pupils of the Ziye tribe who were spurting blood and retreating shrank, and they retreated with all their strength, but they could not escape from that place.

He managed to dodge the cutting force of the space crack, but also lost his left hand. Looking at the space crack that stretched for hundreds of feet, he felt frightened. The attack of this knife

The striking power is just the limit of the Lost Realm, but its power is obviously a bonus from the realm.

The third sword slashed directly down. The sword was not fast, but the Ziye tribe seemed to be trapped in place, unable to escape Zhang Fang Yuan.

"ah!"

Facing the knife that threatened him with death, the Ziye tribe shouted loudly, and their energy surged. Regardless of the suppression of the lost world, they concentrated their energy on the big body with all their strength.

On the sword, he pointed towards the knife in the sky. As soon as the sword came out, his body was squeezed by the suppressive force of the lost world until his body split open, and then spurted out again.

A mouthful of blood.

There was a loud bang, and Shi Luo's sword struck the tip of the sword.

The huge sword did not cause any damage, but the Ziye clan's pupils shrank, its body trembled, and it exploded with a bang.

On the other side, Situ Jie pulled out his long sword, and the sword shadow split from sixteen into two, becoming thirty-two. The thirty-two phantom swords dispersed and stabbed into the middle.

.The sword body of the Ziye Clan has turned, protecting him in all directions, and repelling all those sword shadows. The clanking sound came, and he was slightly startled.

The twelve phantom swords actually carry a lot of empty power.

With this move, if his whirlwind sword skills were not superimposed, he would definitely be injured.

What made his heart palpitate even more was that the flying sword shadow turned upside down and split into two. A total of sixty-four long swords rushed towards him.

From the front, there was Situ Jie charging towards him with a sword. Sixty-four sword shadows seemed to form a complete sword array, trapping him in the middle. Although each sword's attack

The power of the blow was nothing but the force of nothing. But when the number increased, it became faster and moved freely. In just a few breaths, large and small numbers appeared on his body.

Ten wounds.

"The Phantom Sword is unified!"

After a hundred breaths, the sword power moved as freely as breathing. The Ziye tribe was covered in blood and was already at the end of its powerful crossbow.
To be continued...