Chapter 126 Heroes of Handang Next

Hai Xiaoshu is worthy of being a first-class master of cultivation. He soon calmed down from his anger and realized that he had made a strategic mistake. He originally wanted to cut the chaos quickly, and quickly ended the battle by using the collapse of the sky and the earth. But it turns out that this is exactly what Chu Tian is doing.

So he immediately changed his swordsmanship and used the powerful Dakaishan sword. He gave up the complexity and bullied the weak, in order to rely on his deep power to shake Chu Tian and forcibly defeat the opponent's sword defense.

"Keng, Keng, Keng--" Cang Yun Yuanchen and the ancient magic sword collide continuously. Chu Tian's body slightly shook his right arm and gradually felt sore. After all, from the realm of cultivation, Hai Xiaoshu stepped into the realm of simplicity before he was 30 years old, which was much higher than himself.

But he has never been the kind of elm head that hangs on a tree and waits to die. As soon as he sees that the other party's big mountain sword is really extraordinary, he immediately raised his strengths and avoids his weaknesses and uses the sinking fish and falling wild goose body to fly up and down. He shuttles back in the majestic dark green sword light, like a seabird fighting against the wind and waves and smiling in the sky.

Hai Xiaoshu frowned and knew that the big mountain sword was not enough to completely suppress Chu Tian. He suddenly showed his Xuanshi family's unique skill "Sushou Rasha Finger" that Lin Huanqing had used during his trip to the ghost city, and made up for the slowness of the mountain sword with his flexible and sharp fingering.

Such a combination of speed and slowness really made Chu Tian feel tight. He not only wanted to dodge the chopping of the ancient magic sword, but also needed to be careful of the pervasive raid. The change of body method was not as light and free as before.

Seeing that he gradually took the initiative in the war, Hai Xiaoshu said with a sneer on his face, "Chu Tian, you are also talented. It's a pity to die like this. As long as I hand over what Eshanyue gave you, I may consider refining your consciousness and turning it into a personal slave.

"Bullshit!" E Wuqi slowly recovered his breath and scolded on behalf of Chu Tian, "You boy don't pee and look in the mirror to see what kind of person you are? Xiao Chu, our brothers joined hands to split this scourge!"

"No!" Chu Tian smiled at the sea and said confidently, "The biggest failure in your life is that you shouldn't blame me that night!"

His left hand slowly stood on his chest, and his five fingers stretched and pinched into a magic seal. His expression showed an indescribable loneliness and vicissitudes. He shouted in a low voice, "Ill!"

"Wow--" A bunch of silver light lit up at the fingertips, and the surrounding essence gathered rapidly expanded and condensed into a shining magic seal. There was a faint sound of eternal empty sighs coming out of the seal, which made the person's heart feel lonely and bleak in his heart, as if all thoughts were meaningless.

"This is..." Hai Xiaoshu's heart was shocked, and he felt a magic pavement. There were all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and the magic in his body was full of disintegration.

Without waiting for him to make a second reaction, the magic seal suddenly burst out. The bottom of the seal was engraved with the word "virtual silence". Suddenly, the sky and the earth sank, as if it had broken the eternal prosperity and the confusion of the world, leaving only the endless silence and darkness.

"Break it for me!" Hai Xiaoshu tried his best to protect the spiritual platform, and urged Zhenyuan to inject the ancient magic sword into the front. At the same time, he opened the "Dongxuan Ancient Scroll" and released a unicorn mythical beast that crashed into the seal of Xuwu's silence.

"Boom!" The light burst, and the Kirin mythical beast was smashed, and the virtual silence and destruction of the seal were more powerful and colliding head-on with the ancient magic sword.

Hai Xiaoshu spewed out a mouthful of blood arrow, and the surface of the ancient magic sword appeared to be cracked.

The seal of silence is only slightly shaken, and there is not much damage.

Chu Tian went to think about the heart and seal, and the left hand magic seal changed again: "zhi!"

"Wow--" Xu Wu's silent seal ** hit the forehead of Hai Xiaoshu but did not explode, and suddenly turned into a bunch of silver light hidden into his body through the middle of his eyebrows.

Hai Xiaoshu's whole body twitched violently. The ancient magic sword in his right hand and the "Dongxuan Ancient Scroll" in his left hand flew out of his hand, and the whole "Karala" silver awn also flew backwards.

E Wujing and Wen Jing were stunned and could hardly believe their eyes.

Chu Tian took a step, took a five-finger halberd in his left hand, and grabbed the "Dong Xuan Ancient Scroll" in his hand.

In order to defeat Hai Xiaoshu, he used the empty seal of silence given by the cold material, and naturally he had to take it back with his own.

Hai Xiaoshu over there completely lost his resistance, and his body stiffened to the ground. Chu Tian's right hand held Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword to cover the other party and said coldly, "Mrs. You, what do you have to do with your hatred? If you see death, you will not be saved first, and you will be framed on the back. It's ridiculous that you still want to usurp the throne and seize power and the monkey!"

Hai Xiaoshu's whole body's power was blocked and suppressed by the silence, and a wave of magic constantly hit the spiritual platform, making his heart shaken and difficult to support himself. His eyes were red and he laughed miserably, "I'm on the way to fail today, but I'm just a death. What's nothing to worry about!"

"Do not hurt Mr. Hai!" An old man from a divorced family came out of the battle group, and his palms pushed out a colorful and fierce wind, trying to surround Wei to save Zhao and steal Hai Xiaoshu from Chu Tianjian.

"Dogs are nosy with rats!" E unruly shouted a hammer to block the dead and unknown family.

Chu Tian held up Cangyun Yuanchen's sword and cut it down to Hai Xiaoshu, but at that moment, the shelter prohibition of the whole Lingyun Pavilion finally could not withstand the bombardment of many holy masters, and it burst.

Countless gorgeous Regent rays penetrated the roof of the wall, like a meteor across the night and scattered in the deep valley.

The magnificent Lingyun Pavilion collapsed in an instant, and the wind threw everyone into the air.

Chu Tian's figure also couldn't help throwing it away, but there was no Hai Xiaoshu in the strong light, and he slipped away in the chaos. He glanced at the sky hundreds of meters away and saw a middle-aged man holding a hairpin with his hands and a guqin.

The middle-aged man's clothes were unrestrained, and he stroked the strings with both hands and played a silent song.

A variety of incomplete apertures emerge out of thin air, just like the self-contained cosmic veins rotating around Luojia.

"Li Injure Autumn!" Chu Tian was stunned and guessed the identity of the man. What surprised him more was that Luo Jia was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with the other party's "Li Song" ancient song!

It seems that for anyone, Luo Jia is like an invincible myth of what failure is, but tonight she really met her opponent.

In the battle, she died with the peacock king's secret battle, and finally succeeded in breaking the other party's Dacheng demon king's shadow and cutting it down, forcing Li Shangqiu to take action in person.

The fierce fight between the two immediately became the focus of the second floor of Lingyun Pavilion, and the success or defeat affected the overall situation.

Because he just used the peacock Mingwang's secret and lost a lot of power, Luo Jia took the initiative to take the defensive posture abnormally and took the opportunity to adjust the breath and nourish the spirit.

However, what kind of person is Li Zangqiu? How can he give Luo Jia a chance to breathe calmly? Immediately play the "Ode to Li", which is known as the ultimate song of the ages, and strive to complete the battle quickly.

The confrontation between the two seemed to be insipid, but the murder was infinitely surging. No matter which side is negligent, it will be smashed by the opponent in an instant!

The tangible and invisible sword gas in the void is full of stars, forming a terrible aura. Even the holy masters of the simple realm have to retreat and dare not approach easily.

To some extent, the forbidden broken buildings of Lingyun Pavilion collapsed, mostly because of the fierce fight between Li and Ni.

The long sword in Chu Tian's hand buzzed, strongly suppressing the idea that he could break into the regiment. There is a big difference between the strength of myself and Li Zhangqiu. If you rush to intervene, you will only be killed or injured, but you will be involved in Luojia to save him.

What should I do? I can't stand by!

He was a little puzzled. Why did Ni Tiangao, as one of the three princes of the Northern Underworld, always been calm? Could it be that he was fearless or waiting for something?

At this time, Dong Tianji guessed Chu Tian's intention and said reluctantly, "How Xiao Chu, do you want me to send away the injury? You just need to find the right time to stage a good show of heroes to save the beauty.

Although there was a saying that the old man was not willing to get into the internal chaos of the demon gate, he looked at a pile of people and ghosts. All kinds of unique magic treasures flew all over the sky, which was difficult.

He stayed in the Faleng Sutra for 600 years. After regaining his freedom, although he also showed a few tricks, the other party was either a dog or a cat. How could he be as strong as a master like Li Shangqiu?

The so-called price is always high and low, and the price is not enough to make up for it. Everything is negotiable.

Unexpectedly, Chu Tian snorted heavily and said, "No, it's not good if the old arms and legs are injured."

Dong Tianji rolled his eyes with anger and said angrily, "Bult, just rely on Li Shuqiu, he also deserves it?"

Chu Tian was too lazy to talk to him. He took out Xiaofeng Canyuexiao and cast a "hundred souls cut". A wisp of blue light gushed out of the hole like a clear spring, converging into a gorgeous long river and bombarding towards the injured autumn.

Li Injured Qiu's Lingtai Lisheng sensed and said to himself, "It seems to be a magic song, and this boy has also learned it?" At present, his left hand stroked the strings and sent out a sword to meet the blue light charm.

Chu Tian knew that the wound autumn was far from the ghost of the abyss. In order to help Luojia win back the situation, he also risked his mind. The burning of Zhenyuan in the oven of heaven and earth stimulated Xiaofeng zanyuexiao.

The light charm in the air changed dramatically, condensed into a long blue knife and collided fiercely with the Tianyin sword.

"Bum!" The blue long knife wave shook and split. Under the traction of the air machine, Chu Tian's body trembled, and a few wisps of blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and the sound of the flute suddenly turned dark and hoarse.

Tianyin Jianmang also tossed and trembled, but it still maintained its immortal shape and stabbed straight to Chu Tian.

Chu Tian couldn't help but show a trace of admiration for Qiu's outstanding cultivation.

The other party was just a slightly distracted blow, smashing his soul chopping with all his strength, and even taking advantage of the situation to counterattack. His strength has indeed reached a shocking level, and it is no wonder Luojia can't win.

He was in trouble in the face of danger, and his left hand clenched into a fist and bombarded out a "thousands of holes". The essence gathered in the void, and thousands of red fist shadows were born. "Bang bang" like bamboo between plum blossoms kept bombarding on the sky sound sword.

Tianyin Jianmang was hit hard by the two top skills of magic, and finally burst and shattered into wisps of light.

Chu Tian hummed in a low voice and was shaken by the force of the wind. His body floated back three feet and stabilized his feet again, but his chest was depressed, and there was also a "buzzing" echo in his ears.

He suddenly listened to Luo Jia's whistling, and his delicate body crossed the sky and Lisong's aperture, and his right hand turned out a blue jade flute to attack the throat of the injured autumn!