It is very difficult for practitioners to be assassinated because they are very sensitive to changes in the qi.Zhao Layue is good at deduction and calculation, and her sword heart is clear, so she is naturally better at this.But when she walked into the temple, she didn't find any problems.It's not because she was a little distracted thinking about seeing Lian Yue's heir, but because this formation didn't have any killing intent, it was extremely indifferent, and it was integrated with ordinary mountains and rivers, and it was difficult to find.The formation that can change the breath of heaven and earth can be integrated with heaven and earth again, this kind of method is mysterious and rare.Only those profound Xuanmen authentic sects can do it.With a sword roar, the dilapidated Taoist temple was illuminated in a fiery red, like twilight coming in advance, igniting all the trees in the valley.The Firth Sword shuttled through the air at unimaginable speed, cutting countless straight lines around her body, as if it was about to cut through space.Those dense lines formed a barrier that protected her inside.Zhao Layue knew that the one who dared to attack him must not be an ordinary cultivator, and he was definitely not an opponent.Confidence and pride do not affect her judgment.She didn't even think about finding the enemy and attacking, and immediately cast the most powerful sword move to protect herself.This is not a sword move in the Nine Deaths Sword Technique, but a sword move created by Jingyang Zhenren according to a certain Taoist method of Shuiyue An, which is said to be related to a certain insect called the Heavenly Silkworm.This is what Jing Jiu said when she taught her this swordsmanship."
This is the Fusi Sword left by Jingyang Zhenren?
It was perfect.Your swordsmanship, response, and decisiveness are also perfect. ”Out of the red light like twilight came a man in black.The aura of this man in black was very strong, his face was covered with a black cloth, and he should have changed his face with some kind of technique.Zhao Layue looked at each other through the sword net and did not speak.She had a guess about the true identity of this person, and he should have a high status in that sect, because he looked confident and arrogant with his hands behind his back.The man in black said: "It is worthy of the legendary Zhao Layue, but unfortunately, such a powerful sword move can only last for dozens of breaths at most with your current realm, and in this way, you have no way to ask for help from the same door with the sword book, in other words, you have fallen into a dead end, what's the point of living for so long?"
”Zhao Layue knew that what the man in black said made sense, and at the same time it was a temptation.Nan Forget and the Qingshan disciples were still in Chaoge City, only more than two hundred miles away, and it wouldn't take too long to rush over as fast as possible.The question is, if she asks for help with the sword book, how long can she hold up without the flying sword by her side?
It is even possible to be killed instantly.Zhao Layue didn't speak, because there was no point, and there was no point in delaying time.Her sword element is draining at a high rate.The twilight gradually thickened, and the dilapidated Taoist temple shrouded in it gave birth to a sense of vicissitudes of beauty.The beauty is not a beautiful thing, because it shows that the speed of the Firth sword is gradually slowing down, and the color will be more vivid.It is precisely because of the slowdown that the Futh Sword began to give birth to a sword roar, bringing a sword wind.The dilapidated walls of the Taoist temple were swept by the sword wind, and dust fell from them.The clay statue in the Taoist temple has been eroded by the wind and rain of the years, and only half of the head remains, and it is also decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.The mud and sand fall to the ground like an hourglass, and time is coming to an end.Just before the clay statue's head was about to be completely smoothed, Zhao Layue moved.She threw her right hand into the air in front of her.The twilight in the room suddenly closed and fell on her hand, as if it had turned into a red sun.She grabbed the Firth sword, and with an afterimage on her body, she stabbed at the black cloth.- If you don't leave your sword, you don't have to worry about being affected by the opponent's powerful techniques.At the beginning of the Sea Temple outside Haizhou City, she used this trick to kill the steward of the Immortal Forest.The man in black was very calm, he should have known about her move in advance, easily avoided several sword rays, and then slapped down with one palm.It is the palms that fall, but the sleeves that fly.It may be that he was afraid of the power of the Fu Si Sword, or it was more likely that he didn't want to leave traces of clues, so he didn't use the magic weapon.Even so, he was not something that Zhao Layue could resist.The man in black rolled up his sleeves and flew up, like waves like ink in the darkness of the night.The whistling wind went away with the sleeves, extremely fierce, but the breath was so majestic, it should obviously be the authentic practice of the Xuanmen, and it was extremely upright.With a bang, Zhao Layue flew upside down and hit the wall of the Taoist temple hard.Her body fell to the ground with a rain of broken bricks, and blood spilled from the corners of her lips.The man in black rolled his sleeves at will, and broke her human sword.The realm gap between the two sides is too great to be bridged by Dao heart, fighting spirit and courage.But her expression was still so indifferent, and there was no fear on her face, because this was something she had already understood.At the same time as she hit the wall, the Furth Sword, which was shaken like a stone, suddenly seemed to regain its vitality and burst out through the roof!
Sou!
The sword flew towards the sky, and soon vanished without a trace, leaving only a blood-colored afterimage.This is the Sword Book Summons.The man in black ignored it, because it was something he had already calculated, or rather something he wanted to happen.Even if Zhao Layue is higher than the realm in the intelligence, and has already broken through to the Wuzhang Upper Realm, the distance that can control the sword is only a few miles.If she wanted to use the sword book to send a message to the Qingshan Tongmen in Chaoge City, she could only use that method to forcibly cut off contact with the Fusi Sword and let it go.This will cause the sword owner to suffer a backlash and be seriously injured, and if you want to reconnect with the flying sword afterwards, it will take a longer time to cultivate, which is very unworthy.Disciple Qingshan would only make this choice when he was faced with great danger, or even when he knew that he would die.Of course, if Zhao Layue can survive today, this price is still worth it.The question is, when the Firth sword is gone, what does she use to fend off the opponent's attack?
Or was she sure she was going to die?
The Man in Black thinks it's the latter.He slapped Zhao Layue with a palm in the air.The air suddenly deformed, and the light falling from the roof was refracted in a mess.A powerful and continuous power reverberated in the Taoist temple, overlapping like mountains, crushing towards the front.The force of this rage did not affect the temple itself, and there were no cracks in the dilapidated walls, not even dust falling.Such a fine degree of control proves that there is something else to this man in black's terrifying realm.It would be very unwise to deliberately exercise this kind of control at such a time.So the truth of the matter is that the man in black did not deliberately control it, and everything was natural.The move exercises naturally contain the natural way of heaven and earth, and Zhao Layue confirmed the other party's origin more and more, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.The palm of the man in black turned into a fist when it came to Zhao Layue's body.The mountain condensed into a single stone, and you can imagine how heavy it was.Even if it is the city wall of Chaoge City, I am afraid that it will be pierced by this punch.The last thing that Qingshan disciples want is to be close to the enemy, and in that case, the flying sword is forced to defend, and he can't kill the enemy freely, which is equivalent to being tied to his own hands.The man in black looked at Zhao Layue with the eyes of a dead man.You don't even have a sword, what else can you do?
Zhao Layue raised her hands and met the fist.There was a soft snap.Countless sword intents were born in her hands.Those sword intents were incomparably pure, absolutely sharp.The dilapidated walls and roof of the temple were shredded and collapsed towards the ground.()