The White Demon and Qingfeng faced Liu Xiaoshan, each of them copied the flying sword, and attacked Liu Xiaoshan The White Demon Long Sword was like a spiritual snake, winding and turning, transforming into dozens of sword shadows, endless, and killing intent layer upon layer.
And Qingfeng's sword is blindly fierce, taking the path of speed and ruthlessness.
Liu Xiaoshan shouted well, and with a flip of his wrist, the Qiushui Sword was as bright as stars, and thousands of sword shadows appeared in the sky, blocking the White Demon and Qingfeng.
She struck out with a palm of her left hand, and several water projectiles shot into the air at the two men.
Liu Xiaoshan used the water method without pinching the trick, which shocked the white demon and Qing Feng, but Chen Yunsheng, who was fighting with Baili Zisheng on the side, secretly shouted that it was not good, if this hand was displayed at a critical time, it would definitely play the role of killing with one blow, but now he let the other party know the details in vain, and the experience of the secret woman in his heart was still insufficient.
Liu Xiaoshan didn't think there was anything wrong with this, the flying sword flew up and down, and from time to time he used one or two water techniques, which caught the White Demon and Qing Feng off guard.
Liu Xiaoshan is not left behind with one enemy and two enemies, she is addicted to swordsmanship for a while, and she is unwilling to throw so many magic weapons on her body to meet the enemy.
Here, Chen Yunsheng was a little struggling to resist Baili Zisheng.
Although he had the absolute upper hand in the first battle, it was a result achieved under the premise of full preparation, at this time, Baili won steadily and steadily, and he was not allowed to cast any powerful spells, and simply competed with the ability of the sword and sword, which made Chen Yunsheng a little embarrassed.
Baili Zisheng finally regained the confidence he lost in the previous round.
The light of the flying sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, and it was covered with light marks between heaven and earth.
Chen Yunsheng didn't panic, after all, the other party's cultivation was too much higher than him, and it was also appropriate to be in decline.
The unicorn slash in his hand sometimes turned into ten long knives that protruded left and right, and sometimes merged into one, focusing on the knife momentum, and the spirit yuan in his body was flowing endlessly, and it had not been so enjoyable for a long time.
The two of them fought back and forth for more than 20 rounds, and Baili Zisheng thoroughly understood Chen Yunsheng's ability in the imperial sword.
The other party's methods surprised him, but they did not go beyond the normal range.
A smile appeared on Baili Zisheng's face, and his hands were folded in front of his chest, and he slapped the hilt of his sword.
A gossip light and shadow suddenly flashed on the hilt of the sword, and the sword suddenly bloomed like a flower, and the blade was sharp, approaching Chen Yunsheng and leaving, I don't know how many times more fierce than before.
Chen Yunsheng's comfort was suddenly broken, and in the midst of thousands of sword shadows, he was like a flat boat, allowing the sword momentum of both sides to guide, without the slightest chance to attack.
The ten knives turned into a rotating knife array, blocking the flying swords that were invincible for hundreds of miles, but more flying swords attacked, layer by layer, one by one, one by one, the shadows of the flying swords in front and back, left and right.
Chen Yunsheng had watched Master's sword before, although he felt that it was powerful, but after all, it was a flying sword of a heavenly immortal, and it would be strange if it was not sharp.
But this time the opponent was a monk who was really good at the sword, and he suddenly realized why so many people in the world did not cultivate the rune path, the formation path, the medicine stone, and the magic weapon, and specialized in how to resist things.
As soon as the flying sword came out, it took the head of the person, and originally there was no need for more magic weapons, just one sword was enough.
Chen Yunsheng slowly retreated, in the blink of an eye, the soul method was no longer usable, and the empty and vulgar primordial spirit could not work.
Yuan Ci can still be used, but until the last moment, he is unwilling to expose all his killer moves.
He picked up a medium-grade vajra talisman in his hand and threw it in the air, and the pale golden light released by the vajra talisman made him feel a little calmer.
Dozens of sword shadows slashed at the thin shell of the Vajra Fu, stirring up a dazzling and ephemeral brilliance.
The short defense bought time for Chen Yunsheng, and he pinched a soul magic trick in his hand, and threw it out the moment that layer of vajra talismans disintegrated.
A sharp Yuan Shen slash slashed down in the air, and the thick black spatial crack could reveal its pure black essence even at night.
Baili Zisheng felt that the sky above his head began to distort, and in an instant, a narrow crack appeared, and he secretly screamed in his heart.
His body quickly moved backwards, and hundreds of sword lights slammed into the crack.
The spatial crack was difficult to maintain its stability under the powerful attack of the flying sword, and in a trance, the heavens and the earth returned to normal, but the original position of the crack still retained a lot of purple lightning.
Baili Zisheng has a murderous power in his heart, this time it can be described as extremely dangerous, if he hadn't been cautious and avoided instead of using a magic weapon to defend, he would have been in a different place a long time ago, and there was no magic weapon that could stop the power that tore through the space.
He had already made up his mind that for this low-level monk with many techniques, he must kill him as soon as possible, and it would only be a disaster to keep it.
The flying sword in Baili Zisheng's hand also became closer and closer, stabbing towards Chen Yunsheng like rain.
Chen Yunsheng secretly said that it was a pity, he used the unicorn to slash the enemy, and the battle situation returned to the original situation when he was pressed and beaten again.
While Chen Yunsheng manipulated the Qilin to slash the enemy, he deepened his understanding of some of the difficult points in the Qingyun Sword Technique.
This is a wonderful feeling, which can only be confirmed in actual combat, and only on the edge of life and death can we more deeply understand the few words in the sword technique, but it is very suitable for the words of heaven.
Although the situation was still crisis, he vaguely felt an unprecedented exuberance, a feeling of breakthrough.
The ten unicorn slashes became blurred in the sky, and the unicorn slashes changed from ten to hundred.
A hundred blades, scorching and shining in the sky.
The red light that covers the sky pierces the eyes.
Baili Zisheng blocked a unicorn slash that stabbed at him, and the orange-red flames on the blade illuminated his eyes.
He had witnessed Chen Yunsheng's breakthrough and witnessed a monk possessing combat power that was not commensurate with his actual cultivation.
If it weren't for the hard work he had worked on the flying sword, he might have been defeated by his opponent's sword today.
Baili Zisheng is secretly vigilant, and the intention of killing the opponent is getting deeper and deeper, and he can't leave an opponent with unlimited potential.
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He waved his hands in the air, as if dancing, and the hundreds of flying swords actually formed an extremely complex sword formation in the air.
The sword is sharp, and the sword aura is sultry, which makes people shudder.
The sword array was in a swirling shape, and rows of flying swords flashed with light and stabbed towards Chen Yunsheng, who was in the array.
Chen Yunsheng struggled to block the two flying swords, his hands trembled constantly due to the excessive force, the sudden breakthrough did not bring surprises, and the opponent's frenzied attack put him in danger.
Liu Xiaoshan's situation was much easier than Chen Yunsheng's, and she had already experienced enough of the refreshing feeling of trying the sword.
Although the Qiushui Sword was gradually suppressed by two opponents under her control, facing a monk of the same level with one enemy and two opponents, her brilliance was not inferior to Chen Yunsheng's leapfrog challenge.
Liu Xiaoshan waved his wrist lightly, and several blue water droplets appeared in front of her.
The water droplets form skull-sized balls in the air, not like ordinary water bombs that can't wait to attack the opponent as soon as they are formed.
Qing Feng's flying sword made a light mark and slashed at a water ball, but the water ball dodged on its own as if it were alive, and turned behind him in an arc, and the water bomb suddenly grew a blue spike, straight to the back of Qing Feng's heart.
He turned and swung his sword, slashing at the thorn, and swept it away, but did not cut it off.
The other two balls of water also pounced, and suddenly exploded many sharp spikes with the momentum of their horns.
Blue Blade leaned upwards to dodge the strange balloons.
The white demon on the side shouted: "Try to avoid those water balls, this method is called the Xuanshui Bomb, it is extremely difficult to deal with, we can attack her." ” Liu Xiaoshan pursed his lips and smiled: "It's not so easy to attack me. ” The woman casually threw a yellowed talisman out of her hand, and the talisman exploded in the air, releasing countless prismatic stones with sharp edges.
Earthy yellow rocks shot at the two of them like knives.
The soft sword in the white demon's hand turned into a barrier to block the rubble, while Qing Feng threw a red dagmy in front of him.
The runes flickered on the big cloud, and it was obviously a magic weapon with excellent defensive power, blocking all those rubble three feet away.
Liu Xiaoshan leisurely watched the two of them block their own earth bullet talismans, and casually threw out a set of three red daggers.
The dagger didn't need her to manipulate, and stabbed at the White Demon and Qingfeng on its own.
Immediately after that, she took out a clear yellow gold brick and threw it at the white demon and Qingfeng, who were overwhelmed by the three daggers.
The gold brick flew into the air and slammed down, startling Qing Feng to gasp.
He glanced at his big gun, and sacrificed it hard, the gold brick hit the big one, and after a flash of light and shadow, the big one was smashed out of a big hole.
Because this magic weapon had been practiced by him for a long time, there was chaos in the Qingfeng Stone Sea, and he was vaguely injured.
And that gold brick rose high in the air again, ready to be smashed.
Qing Feng secretly complained, peeking at the white demon, only to see that she was entangled in three fiery daggers, plus a few Xuanshui bullets knocked on the side, and she would not be able to separate for a while.
He had no choice but to take the flying sword and take the gold brick that fell from the sky.
After the dazzling spark, although the gold brick was forcibly blocked by him, his own chest also hurt for a while, and he was already physically and mentally exhausted at this time, and his spiritual flesh was damaged.
And after the gold brick flew in a circle, it hung high in the air again, and it was about to fall.
Qingfeng almost vomited blood, where had he ever suffered such a loss when he fought against people.
If you can't fight, you can leave, and it is his usual trick to sneak attack the opponent in the dark, but in the face of Baili Zisheng, these tricks can't be used, the boss didn't go, how could he retreat first.
Seeing that the gold bricks had not yet fallen, a blue lightning bolt was released from Liu Xiaoshan's hand, and the target of the attack was Qingfeng.
The medium-grade thunder talisman is extremely powerful, even if his magic weapon is not damaged, he is generally unwilling to resist head-on, after all, he can dodge it.
At this time, Qing Feng was dizzy, only caring about the eight-sided gold brick hanging on his head, where did he notice that the other party released a killer move.
Three medium-grade thunder talismans, which ordinary monk would carry so many medium-grade powerful talismans Qing Feng was still thinking about this question the moment he was hit, the faint blue electric light pierced his throat, and the blood in his whole body was instantly evaporated by lightning, and a poor monk of the lower grade of the Yuan Infant disappeared like this, and died unexpectedly.
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