Chapter 243 The Sword Shocks the Four

glared at Xiaogui, Yueying Erjun said with hatred, "Okay, it's cruel enough. Now I'll show you the real face of the Aoyue Sword.

Look at the trick, proud sword Lingyun, nine days of cold light, the edge of thousands of miles of moonlight mirror!" As soon as the arm was raised, the long sword flew and cut. In the harsh roar of the sword, thousands of sword lights jumped rapidly. Under the control of the strong cultivation of the second king of Yueying, it was forcibly compressed into a sword, with indestructible destructive power, turned into a pillar of light, and cut down at Xiaogui.

"Swallow thousands of wine all over the world, carry a long sword, and take Wu hook."

In the singing, Xiaogui's body turned on the spot, and the magic sword in his hand pointed to the sky. The high-speed rotating body drove the long sword, causing it to burst into a brilliant white light. With a roar, he shot at the sky and met the sword of the second king of the moon shadow.

This time, the light red light around Xiaogui turned bright red, converging on the sword in a blink of an eye, making it white and red, forming a red and white sword pillar, and colliding with the must-kill move of the two moon shadows in mid-air.

With a bang, the two swords collided.

Aoyue Sword Secret against Xiaogui's mysterious sword secret. When the two met for the first time, they intensified in an instant, condensed into a light ball of several feet, and suddenly exploded in the shocked eyes of the spectators.

At that moment, the explosion range was extremely large, which not only easily enveloped Yueying Erjun and Xiaogui, but also quickly spread around, forcing the spectators to defend one after another.

The wind howls, and the airflow is turbulent.

The continuous explosion is shocking, and people can't help thinking about who will win and who will lose this time. Long Tengyun's face was gloomy, and Xiaogui's abnormal situation made him extremely angry, but it was inconvenient to show too much. He had to pretend to be indifferent and said, "Mr. Zhuge, what do you think of the outcome of this war?" Zhuge Wuzhi took a look at him.

Then he looked away and said blankly, "That depends on who can hold on to the end."

Long Tengyun is annoyed. Isn't this nonsense? Long Mo said, "As far as the current situation is.

That boy's strength has been rising.

But it is not very stable.

Yueying Erjun should have hope of winning.

Long Tianxiao said, "His (Xiaogui) ground sword formula is very strange.

If you can identify the calendar.

Believe that everything is simple.

Two sentences and time.

The wind dispersed in the field.

reveals the body of Xiaogui and Yueying.

Gather together for several feet.

on the left.

Xiaogui's lower body was stuck in the soil.

The corners of the mouth overflowed with blood.

The light around the body is messy.

I'm clenching the sword to death.

glared at the front.

on the right.

Yue Ying Erjun is in a slightly better situation.

The body trembled slightly.

The light yellow light around the body is extremely unstable.

The eyes are a little gloomy.

Obviously, he suffered a serious injury under the struggle.

Roar.

Yueying Erjun said angrily, "Kid.

You surprised me.

But you don't have a chance to struggle anymore.

Go to hell."

ejected, the moon shadow is like a cheetah. It appeared on Xiaogui's head in the blink of an eye. The long sword in his hand turned upside down, and the bursting sword light formed a round sword pillar.

It covers Xiaogui like a boundary, and then begins to shrink quickly.

This blow is not domineering, but it is fast and amazing, fully reflecting the level of strain that a master should have.

Tieshan and Lianxin saw the situation and shouted in a hurry.

"Xiao Gui, hurry up, ah--" Yan Feier's face panicked.

He blurted out, "No, Xiaogui is in danger-" Meng Feiyan pulled his daughter and said in a low voice, "Steady, pay more attention to Xiaogui's look, which is better than looking at the situation in the battlefield."

In the field, Xiaogui did not panic in the face of the danger. He turned his eyes slightly a few times. When the sword was approaching, his body suddenly shrank and came to an earth escape.

disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A sword failed.

Yueying Erjun couldn't help scolding.

But at this moment, a dangerous signal appeared in his heart.

Turn around.

Yueying Erjun searched for Xiaogui's collection, but after reading it, there was no trace, which made him strange.

Suddenly, an exclamation came, and then there was a sad scream.

The moon shadow Sanjun, who had been watching the battle, was attacked by Xiaogui who rushed out of the ground, and his legs were cut off by the magic sword.

With a roar, Yueying Erjun was angry. At the moment, he couldn't think much about it. As soon as he turned the long sword in his hand, the sword was shocking. The golden Aoyue sword formula held him in his heart full of anger and turned into a must-kill trick, and he came to Xiaogui in the blink of an eye

With a cruel smile, Xiaogui's body shook slightly, avoiding the heart position, and let the two moon shadows pierce the chest with one sword, and there was a gloomy smile in his mouth. "What a quick sword. Unfortunately, before the words fell, the magic sword in Xiaogui's hand turned upside down, and the roaring sword Even if the body of Yueying Erjun is crushed, the Yuanshen will be hit hard.

"No! Hateful boy, you are so vicious!" In the sound of resentment, the seriously injured yuanshen of Yueying Erjun quickly retreated and roared in the air.

Xiaogui ignored him. His body turned upside down in the air, and the long sword in his hand shook slightly. A trace of sword light flashed away, and the body of the three moon shadows was also shattered in an instant.

With a sad howl, the yuan god of Yueying Sanjun soared into the sky and came near Yueying Erjun, staring at Xiaogui angrily.

As a master, the fragmentation of his body does not affect his strength, but after all, it is his own body. Who is willing to give up? At present, because of the fierce battle with Xiaogui for a long time, the Yuanshen was greatly damaged, and the Yuanshen of Yueying Sanjun was not affected.

Seeing this situation, Zhuge Wuzhi was slightly angry and said, "Is this the result you two gave us?" Yueying Erjun was secretly annoyed and took a look at Long Tengyun. Seeing that his face was gloomy, he immediately replied, "Mr. Zhuge, don't worry. My two brothers will never let you down."

After saying that, he exchanged a look with Yueying Sanjun, and both of them came to Xiaogui's side.

"Know, the enemy of a sword, I will make you compensate you a hundred times."

Xiaogui said indifferently, "A hundred times the hatred, don't you want to repay it ten thousand times?" Shut up, you boy is dying, how dare you be arrogant.

In the roar, the yuan god of Yueying Sanjun was divided into six, surrounded Xiaogui from top to bottom, left and right, and launched a fierce offensive.

The moon shadow two kings move quickly, and the illusory light and shadow are combined in the attack of the moon shadow three kings. The two are virtual and real, building a closed boundary, tightening towards the middle.

For monks, the combination of the yuan god and the body can attack with the help of external objects (swords, magic weapons), and if they lose the body, they can only launch a pure power attack with the cultivated yuan god.

At this time, the attack Xiaogui faces is a special attack, which is somewhat similar to the power of ghosts and demons in the world, and belongs to the scope of spiritual attack.

Looking at the boundary outside his body, Xiaogui was full of vigilance and said clearly, "The reason is deep and shallow. Don't ask each other, don't open your mouth.

The heart has nowhere to return, and I have been sad for half a lifetime.

The sword wandered, the white light shuttled, and the continuous swords fell one after another, forming a sword circle outside the body to stop the enemy's attack.

Aware Xiaogui's resistance, Yueying Sanjun and Yueying Erjun went all out. The two Yuanshen** reached the same mind in an instant, which made the power of the closed boundary increase five times, turning into a golden and dazzling boundary, suddenly crushing Xiaogui's sword.

His body trembled, and Xiaogui's face was pale. In the face of strong strength, he, who was originally lacking in cultivation, had nowhere to avoid at all, so he had to lift Zhenyuan and wave his sword to counterattack.

"Drunken sad songs and deep dreams, eternal hatred, when to rest?" The endless desolation and lingering old dreams give people a strong sense of sadness, which makes people feel heartache.

At this moment, it was the critical moment of life and death. Xiaogui faced it calmly, with nowhere to hide, with eternal hatred and no time to rest.

The sword shook, and the white inside was red.

With Xiaogui's shallow singing, the sword in his hand shook rapidly, bursting out a bright red light, like a living life, approaching the most exciting moment in his life.

At the same time, the light surged around Xiaogui's body, and the red glow held up his body and let him slowly rise into the air.

Seeing this scene, the people who watched the battle were moved by both good and evil.

On the side of Aoyue Villa, all of them were silent.

The evil master made a provocative cheer.

Tieshan and Lianxin shouted and cheered with excitement, while Hongye Valley, Tianxing Beiyuan and Cihang Jianzhai were slightly happy.

The rest of the people, such as Tianfengbao and the participants, have their own thoughts and pay close attention to the results of the war.

The golden light flashed, and the boundary shook.

Xiaogui counterattacked with his sword and tried to split the boundary, but he was suppressed by the enemy in the first confrontation.

Without a blow, Xiaogui counterattacked again. The red sword light flashed rapidly, leaving hundreds of thousands of sword light in the boundary, but there was still no breakthrough.

After two counterattacks, Xiaogui was seriously injured by the force of the rebound, but he was determined and launched a third counterattack.

This time, Xiaogui clenched the magic sword with both hands and gathered the remnants of his whole body. A sword waved out in the roar, and the red sword light stretched out, like a spiritual snake shuttling, swam quickly on the boundary, looking for vulnerability.