Chapter 16 Feng Feifei's Crisis
"It's him."
Xu Le recognized the old man at a glance, who was actually Lu You, the master disciple of the Lu family of Jiujian Valley. It's just that he hasn't seen him for a few days. He has been old for decades, just like his life expectancy is constantly burning. There was still half of the knife left in his hand, covered with wounds, and it was a horrible sword wound.
"The treasure is my father's. Whoever dares to rob it will not die."
The three fleeing people in front of him were killed and their courage. They saw someone blocking the front with their eyes congested, and their mouths were screaming.
Three quenched seven-level practitioners attacked Xu Le one by one.
It was too fierce. Three quenched seven-level practitioners took action together, and the power shook the channel. Xu Le felt like a thousand mountains pressing down in front of him, making him suffocate.
Hard resistance can only be avoided. Xu Le bounced away, turned into an arrow and flew backwards. At the same time, he punched the stone wall of the passage, trying to stop their pace.
But what surprised me was that the stone wall suffered a punch but did not break, and the sound of the countershock was like a collision of thousands of swords.
Just a delay, Lu You, who was crazy, grabbed it with his left hand, like a wind absorbing water, and a seven-level disciple was caught. The domineering power hit his vest and spewed out internal organs in his mouth.
The remaining two did not hesitate at all and directly abandoned him and forced Xu Le. They know very well that as long as they are one step late, they will definitely die, but Xu Le's strength is not as good as them, so they have to fight to the death and try to pass through this narrow channel.
Xu Le no longer stops him, and his speed is faster. Lu You is a master-level disciple, with more than 80 times his physical strength. No matter how poor his talent is, one finger is enough to kill everyone.
The more difficult it is to break through, and on the contrary, once it breaks through, the combat effectiveness obtained is also quite powerful.
In fact, several master disciples known to Xu Le have basically exceeded 100 combat effectiveness. Among them, the most famous is naturally Feng Feifei. When she was promoted to the master level, she directly broke through 150 of her strength and chased some new martial arts masters.
Now Lu You doesn't know what's going on. He is unconscious and crazy. Every move he makes is shaking.
"Death, go to hell, the treasure is my father's."
Just as Xu Le just rushed into the cave, another seven-level practitioner became the soul of Lu You's knife.
"What's going on?"
Nangong Xiaoxiao has been ready. She does not have a five-level breath. She may have forcibly stopped the breakthrough at the last moment.
"We teamed up with the soul attack."
Xu Le doesn't explain much. In terms of martial arts cultivation, even ten more people can't resist Lu You's knife. However, the cultivation of the soul is completely opposite. After the fusion of the two forces, they can fully increase their attack power to the later level of 'condensation'.
Nangong Xiaoxiao's face was solemn. She had sensed the invincible fierceness from the passage. After the third scream, Lu You appeared in a bloody body in the cave. His eyes are as red as a hungry beast, and his muscles are squirming quickly but can't stop the blood. There seems to be an insoluble golden killing in his internal organs.
"Little princess, don't hesitate." Xu Le has opened the spiritual eyes in his eyebrows and performed the art of harmony of thousands of souls. His soul power spread out to prepare for integration with the soul power of Nangong Xiaoxiao.
"No sword wave."
Nangong Xiaoxiao made a fingerprint, and her eyebrows beat violently a few times.
Xu Le saw a sword body that did not exist in reality fly out. He didn't want to rush directly. The soul power of the two blended, like pouring oil on the fire, and suddenly burned, and the power doubled.
The soul power rushed into Lu You's spiritual world, and Xu Le saw an unforgettable scene. Lu You's sea of bitterness was in chaos, and countless sword lights shuttled through and destroyed it. His sea of bitterness was 50 meters, and a fist-sized mind suspended on the sea. At this time, it was wrapped in hundreds of sword lights, and the light of the divine thoughts continued to fade.
"He must have been attacked by the soul of the peerless strong before. These sword lights can condense and not disperse, indicating that the attacker's soul practice has at least reached the late stage of ' quenching god'. Terrible, what a terrible cultivation. Nangong Xiaoxiao passed a wisp of thought fluctuation, and she didn't have to speak, so she didn't stag anymore.
"No, our breath is locked."
Xu Le's soul power was imprisoned by a powerful force of countless times. Before he could exit the sea of suffering, he saw at least 30 swords rushing towards him.
"Cut off the spiritual connection."
Nangong Xiaoxiao's mind moved, and she decisively cut off this soul power. Xu Le's soul cultivation is far less than that of the little princess, so his thinking speed is much slower. Before he could protect himself, he saw the wisp of soul power of the little princess being swallowed up by the sword light in an instant.
What's more shocking is that more sword light turned into flying pythons, which actually wrapped his soul power, attacked directly into the void, and rushed into his boundless sea of suffering.
"Those who blasphre the gods will be killed without mercy."
Just as Xu Le finished secretly, the breath of the swords of the kings standing in the sea of suffering moved, and the fog around him turned into an indescribable big hand, ignoring the space and forgetting the time. He suddenly grabbed the hundred sword lights in the palm of his hand like the sea.
"It's awesome." After Xu Le escaped, he saw more sword light stabbing in from the void, like a rainstorm and a Thunderbolt, and he didn't know which soul master was so powerful.
But the big hand was even more horrible. As soon as the palm turned over, it covered Xu Le's mind below. Those swords bombarded the back of the hand with a brilliant light, and finally the strong light burned like a flame.
About thousands of flying swords turned into flames. As soon as the big hand was held, all the flames condensed into a bead floating quietly, and a sword was sealed in the middle of the beads.
The swords of the kings were hidden again in the thick fog, as if there had never been any abnormal movement. Xu Le's mind with three heads and six arms pinched the bead and felt that there was a pure, gold and peaceful energy integrated into his mind, and his soul power increased.
Suddenly, the whole sea of suffering shook gently, and the early breakthrough of concentration was promoted to the middle of concentration. Xu Le's mind expanded twice, and his three heads and six arms were also a little more solid.
Is this the breakthrough?
waited until the bead was completely absorbed and disappeared before Xu Le withdrew from the bitter sea, and his eyes were full of astonishment.
"Are you...all right?"
Nangong Xiaoxiao's pretty face is extremely pale. She cut off the wisp of soul power before, which is to hurt herself. If she wants to make up for it, she needs more difficult practice.
"I almost died, but fortunately I escaped quickly." Xu Le looked around, and Lu You had disappeared.
"He got... got the... sword and wanted to force... refine, but was hurt by the will in the body of the sword." Nangong Xiaoxiao breathed weakly and stammed.
Xu Le thought about it, and it seemed that those soul swords should be transformed by the will in the Qianqiu sword, which is really fierce and irresistible.
"That person is a master-level disciple of my Jiujian Valley. There is a martial arts master in their Lu family, and his power is deeply rooted. However, if it falls into our hands today, he will be very unlucky for eight lifetimes. What an amazing big man Qianqiu is, and the treasure he left behind is not something that ordinary people can touch.
Xu Le showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said fiercely, "He was hurt by the sword spirit, and his physical strength and soul power were greatly weakened. As long as we find the opportunity to attack, we will get that treasure weapon."
Nangong Xiaoxiao stared at him with idiotic eyes, "Why...w do you... subdue that sword?"
Xu Le smiled awkwardly and grabbed his head and said, "I'm just thinking about it."
"Well, we are not out of trouble... then... that treasure... Haven't been subdued yet." After saying this, Nangong Xiaoxiao closed her eyes. The physical injury can be quickly recovered through drug conditioning, but the soul injury is her original injury, which is likely to destroy her foundation of practice and is difficult to make progress in her life.
She took out a palm-sized jade bottle from the Mijiezi, which contained a drop of burning **, and then diluted it with the collected Nether water.
"Sure enough, this little princess is too big to have a treasure." Xu Le muttered secretly. Seeing that she did not avoid suspicion, he also took out a gourd's mysterious spring water openly, and then diluted the blood and milk of the sea.
The two people, like local riches, looked up and drank a few big sips to practice separately.
The bloody sand ghost city is much cleaner than before. Those weak practitioners have long been scared to hide. In recent days, too many masters have come. They have all come for the born cave.
A team of seven appeared near the light gate, wearing a blood-red robe, a tattoo on the forehead, a ghost-headed knife, and an arrow-like vision.
"Brother Lu, please show up and see you since you arrive."
"Haha, I haven't seen Brother Tiangui for half a year and has been promoted to the seventh level of quenching. Congratulations." A figure came out of a ruin thousands of meters away, and he walked with extraordinary momentum. Behind him were more than 20 disciples of Jiujian Valley, and the weakest ones were quenched four levels.
Unexpectedly, Lu Dameng was defeated in the hands of Xu Le and was seriously injured. At this moment, there is no appearance of injury.
"Our seven ghosts in Yanshan are all given by Bailu's ancestors today, so as long as we are needed, Brother Lu can say it."
The big ghost patted his chest and said.
"My ancestor said that Brother Tiangui had a lot of research on the Taoism and said that your talent in the Tao is very rare. This time, the seven Yanshan brothers were invited to take action in order to deal with a difficult person.
Lu Da's fierce tone was gloomy and murderous.
"Is it that Xu Le?"
The ghost's eyes swept over Lu Dameng, as if thinking.
"Humph, what's that bastard? He was just lucky last time. However, after being seriously injured, my cultivation not only did not retreat at all, but stimulated all the strength of the iron-armed giant ape's heart and blood. The ancestor also taught me a king-level skill to capture the dragon. After a few days of retreat, he broke through to the quenching level five in one fell swoop. When he met that bastard again, he could break his head with one hand.
Lu Da clenched his fist, showing that his inner anger was very deep. At the end of the last World War, he achieved the unknown Xu Le and completed the magic master.
He took a few deep breaths, controlled his emotions, and whispered, "My first-day disciple Feng Feifei of Jiujian Valley, was trapped in an eternal killing array in the dead Jedi. The owner of the valley has received the information she sent for help and sent many masters to rescue. This time, we will fish in troubled waters and destroy all hostile disciples in one fell swoop in the dead Jedi.
The ghost looked at the people around and said with some embarrassment, "There is no top master among us who can control the scene. I'm afraid it's difficult to achieve a big thing."
"Well, don't worry, Brother Tiangui. Lu You, a master disciple of the Lu family, is grabbing treasures in the cave. The ancestors of my vein may also secretly protect it, so it's time for you to show your skills."