Chapter 4 Work Together

The sound is like thunder, vast. Xiaojuan was drunk like a stick, and she was stunned and dazzled by the sound. Xiaoyue was also shocked by blood. In shock, she knotted her hands and pressed them with concentration. The law was printed on the ground, and the peaks roared.

Each mountain has its own artistic conception, which is stimulated by the mana and disperses in response. Thousands of miles of wind and clouds changed, and the aura gathered, turning into colorful rainbows, intertwined, and a huge net was held up between the breath and spread over the mountains.

The aura converges, the glow circulates, and the gaze becomes more and more. Xiaojuan stared at the sky and saw that the white clouds flew away, showing a shirtless middle-aged person. The muscles are strong and the skin is dark. He wears a red gold top hoop on his forehead, blue-faced fangs, and his eyes are about to crack. Red hair is as empty as a fire. Holding the "fearless mark" in his left hand, his five fingers stretched and stopped him in his heart. Holding the King Kong sword in his right hand, he pointed straight down. Before the edge comes, the murderous intention has locked people's hearts.

"Sister..." Xiaojuan was so scared that she trembling.

Xiaoyue's face was also as heavy as water. She said, "Don't worry, it's just scaring people. He doesn't dare to mess around..." He took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Who is trespassing into the blessed land of Lingshan? If you don't want to cause trouble, please leave quickly."

The firebird stood on the top of the tree and saw that his face was hateful and irritable. He spread its wings and sang fiercely to show his expulsion. The bear climbed up the treetops and saw that he was darker than himself. He roared and was very sympathetic. The shirtless man was furious when he saw the two beasts agree: "Looking for death-"

The sword spirit is out of hand, and the spiritual wind converges, turns into a ten-foot giant sword, and cuts down through the wind. Before the sword front arrived, a red flame rose under the divine wood. The fire rushed a hundred feet, "hula" and burned straight to the treetops. The two trees suddenly turned into two pillars of fire, burning through half of the sky.

The firebird sings fiercely, fluttering its wings and flees. The cat was afraid of fire, so he roared and jumped out. The sword spirit was cut down, but it was held by a layer of glow. The magic power is exciting, and the giant sword buzzes. Skynet trembled slightly, slowly rising and shrinking, directly leading to the anger of the peaks.

The disciples in the mountain were shocked and ran around in fear. Xiaoyue summoned in a low voice: "Everyone went back to their rooms and meditated." The red flame burned out in the breath, showing two towering giant trees, one full of vitality, one describing withering, still withered and one glory.

When the people in the mountain saw that they were sound for a while, their hearts were a little wider. They went back to the house to meditate and prayed secretly. Xiaojuan came to her senses and discussed: "I'm going to call 'Lingshanwei'?"

"Hmm!" Xiaoyue nodded in agreement, turned slightly, and carefully told: "Tell the two guards of 'Pingshan Town' to be vigilant."

Xiaojuan answered and flew away. The high-air bare man saw that he had a sword and could not break the mountain protection array, and he also sighed that there were two brushes in the mountain. But it has been exposed, and he will not give up: "Presumably, these two trees are eyes..." He snorted softly: "If you do something wrong, you will pay the price!" Raising his hand is another sword.

The sword is flying, and the red flame is galloping. Two trees suddenly burned, and the "giant net" suddenly shook. The sword front swings a few ripples, which makes the "giant net" shake and the mountains roar. Xiaoyue saw the glow in the sky turning sharply and collapsed only in front of her, and couldn't help staring at the sky.

Thousands of feet high, the sky is cold and cold. Rong Xue felt strange and slowly opened her eyes. She lowered her head and saw the glow flowing on the valley. Her withered and glorious two trees had been lit. A shirtless man was suspended at a low altitude and couldn't help laughing: "My way, can you destroy it?" He raised his hand and waved it gently, and the dead tree absorbed the red flame and withered even more. Rongshu emitted a sense of anger, and the flame was extinguished.

"Someone?" The big man was shocked and looked up according to the sound. He saw a figure floating in the sky. Looking at it from a distance, he looked at the quality and was even more puzzled: "It turned out that the sky before nine days ago was triggered by her... split, distracted? Humph, no matter what the secret art is, even the body has not been formed, and how dare you speak wildly? Take a deep breath and tilted the right sword.

The sharpness refers to the sword spirit soaring to the air. The other two swords are slightly stagnant, and the huge net can be stabilized. Rong Xue saw the huge sword flying, but still did not dodge. Gently lift your bare hands, one by one. As far as the magic can, three dead leaves fell from the dead tree, flying through the wind, "swoshing" drew three arcs, and the black wind passed through the huge net and cut the big man's neck straight.

This move besieged Wei to save Zhao, and it was bound to force the big man to return to his sword to save himself first. Seeing the cheapness, the bear roared to the sky and jumped out. Seeing that Rong Xue was not impatient, Xiaoyue was secretly relieved, but her heart raised her throat.

"Your realm is unstable, and you dare to abuse your mana?" The big man snorted softly, his mouth moved slightly, and there was a layer of fire on his body. The aura converges and turns into ablaze. The skin is dark and red, more like a soldering iron. The right hand sword did not stop stabbing Rong Xue.

The dead leaves flew and rushed into the red flame. A flash of white light flashed, and there was a thunderstorm. The flame dissipated, and two other dead leaves came one after another. The big man was shocked: "What a heavy yin..." He didn't dare to neglect any more. He pointed his right sword at a dead leaf and stabbed out.

The blade is on fire, sharp everywhere, and it seems to be thunderous, setting off a gust of wind. The big man was shocked and his mouth was numb. When he saw the third dead leaf rolling up, he suppressed his breath and patted it with his left hand. There was a layer of golden light in his hand. Although he stretched his five fingers, it was as strong as iron. It's like attacking and defending, like being strong and soft, like virtual and real, which is the meaning of "fearless".

The palms are everywhere, and the dead leaves collapse, turning into a black wind and directly invading their bodies. The man's skin was yellow, and the golden light flowed outside his body, stained with a black wind, and bounced an electric arc, "cracking." The mana was excited, and the Han Dynasty turned into a flowing fire and shot away upside down.

The bear stepped into the air and ran fast. Seeing the big man flying, he hummed, his hair was flare, and he lowered his head and rushed straight up. The muscles and bones collided, "clocking--" with a long sound, but it was like a buzzing bell. The big man screamed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew back.

The bear roared and fell down like a boulder. Xiaoyue saw the bear's fall, raised her hand and waved a spiritual power, held it and took it to her side. The bear lay on the ground like rotten meat, humming, which was very painful.

The three swords in the sky lost control and collapsed. The wind swept and the glow turned sharply. The mountain wailed, and the "big net" trembled a few times and collapsed in response. Rong Xue didn't make great achievements. She raised her hand twice, closed her eyes and continued to practice.

The aura in the sky is full of aura, attracted by her magic power, and the dead trees converge. The aura is like a tide, penetrating into the trunk, but the trunk is more depressed. Rongshu has not been nourished, but has become lush. Suddenly, a layer of blue fog spread out from the tree, and the fog rose and condensed into a boundary in the valley.

Xiaoyue was secretly relieved, hoping that her sister would bring someone soon. The big man staggered for a while and flew thousands of feet before he woke up. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood stains on his mouth, and still felt severe pain behind his back. His blood rolled, and he gritted his teeth angrily: "Beast...Beast..." He was about to escape, but he didn't see anyone chasing him. Instead, there was a boundary on the valley. He immediately realized: "That figure is far better than me, but he didn't catch up. Obviously, his work has reached the key point. Humph, how can you miss such a good opportunity..." The left hand knotted the "fearless seal" and the right hand clenched the sword. Take a strong breath, rise up and go straight to the sky.

He stepped on the top of the mountain and saw the source of the green fog from the big tree in the valley. The fog rose to the sky and integrated into the boundary. It became more and more solid. He couldn't help but wonder: "What kind of tree is this... Humph, no matter what tree it is, I have stepped on the five heavens, just to see what her cultivation is first... ..."

He made up his mind and jumped up. The left hand was used as the chest, and the right hand danced wildly, "Squean squerade", drew five swords in a row, pointed straight to the withered two trees, and stood and stabbed out. The sword spirit came out of his hand, and the spiritual wind rolled back and turned into five sword shadows in front of him. The shadow of the sword continued to condense, turned into a ten-foot giant sword, and flew out.

The blade was cut off, the blue light flowed, and the boundary swelled sharply. The mana was excited, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the valley. The big man observed and nodded secretly: "I will do my best to shake the boundary she laid. Her cultivation should be only slightly higher than mine. At present, I am attacking with a flying sword. What can you do with me? Feeling that he could make a fight, he slowly raised his head, pointed his right sword at Rong Xue, and stabbed again.

The five swords changed sharply, and the edge of the sword pointed out and stabbed out. The sword broke through the wind and brought a shrill. Without hurting his body, he has deterred his heart first. He was staring at the situation of the war and suddenly felt a chill on his back. After many years of birth and death, I suddenly knew that the people were not good. Before thinking about it, he rushed out sideways. When his body moved, he only felt that his ribs were numb, such as being shaved by a steel knife, and he couldn't help saying "it's dangerous".

The big man took a deep breath and looked back to see his hoof shining, his armor sparkling, and a team of knights stepped into the air. Looking closely at everyone's cultivation, although it is only in the realm of "Taiji", it is countless, and it has become a momentum, just like a wave, overwhelming mountains and seas, and can't help taking a cold breath: "If this is hit, you have to take off a layer of skin if you don't die..."

Xiaojuan changed a set of gold scale soft armor, held a long sword, took more than 5,000 people hostage, and flew in the center of the array. Thousands of feet away, seeing the big man get out of the way, he hummed, raised his sword and pointed again, and shouted in a low voice: "Kill-"

Five thousand people raised the willow leaf machete and echoed: "Kill-" and cut it down together.

The knife condensed and turned into a hundred-foot giant blade. The spirit was shrouded, and the big man was like falling into the mud. He couldn't help but be horrped: "This... What kind of formation is this..." Seeing that the knife was cut off from the top of his head, he could only take a deep breath and make a move of "the sun" to block it.

A layer of flame ignited on his body, and the flame roared, facing the knife. The sword is subtle and the knife is magnificent. The spirit collided, and the sound was like thunder, setting off a wind. The shadow of the knife melted in the fire, but it abruptly split the flame. Cut off the spine of the sword and collapse.

The big man was hammered, his right hand was numb, and his whole body was full of blood. After coming to his senses, he sighed and despised the enemy. Seeing that 5,000 knights had run a hundred feet in front of him, just like a huge wave rolling in. The horse's hoof clearly stepped in the air, but it seemed to step on its own heart and couldn't help beating in horror.

He had no time to cast a spell to dodge, so he had to press down a sullen breath in his chest and push out his left palm. Just close to the front, the tiger enters the flock: "I disdain to kill you mob. Since I have sent you to the door, I will give you a break!" Make up your mind, let alone without hesitation.

Xiaojuan saw that the golden light was shining on his left palm, and a golden glow rose on his body. He stood in the air, as strong as a rock, and was bound to resist the momentum of thousands of troops. She couldn't help sneering: "Is the mountain gate of this school so easy to break into the ground?" Mark with your left hand and press to the sky. The right sword stabbed forward and shouted in a low voice: "Kill-"

Inducing the power, the mountains roared, and the big man's figure was stagnant and trembling, like a huge mountain. With one word out, the crowd was excited, and 5,000 willow blades were cut out in response. The knife condensed and turned into a huge blade in front of the array, which was stabbed out first.

The huge blade stabbed and collapsed inch by inch. Although he could not hurt his subcolon, one of the murderous spirits also shocked the figure of the big man. He was golden outside, but he was suppressed by the array. Seeing that the knife was blocked, he couldn't help laughing: "I'm going to make you pay the price..." When the array rushed, he was about to start his skills, but he felt numb in his chest and his throat was sweet, and he couldn't lift any strength and was knocked away.

"These five thousand brothers are all refiners. What is really deadly is this collision..." Xiaojuan sneered secretly and dared not be careless. She rushed to the array and crushed the big man like a stone crusher and roared away.

The owner was damaged one after another, and the flying sword mourned and collapsed. The aura was diffuse and all sucked into the green curtain at the top of the valley. The big man spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell down like rotten meat, but was held by the green curtain. He was refreshed and was about to escape, but a cluster of green vines grew on the blue curtain, which entangled him into a vine cocoon in his breath. As he passed through the boundary, he floated next to the roots of the dead tree, went straight into the ground, and became a sacred wood nourishment.