Chapter 10 Nineteen States

At this time, Chongguang, who was outside the bureau, was ready to go and wanted to save Dr. Min's master and apprentice. Although the two sides of the fight are not clear, Mrs. Min has good medical ethics, and the two sisters are also innocent. Although he is no more enthusiastic than in those years, he can't die after all.

However, just as he was about to step out of the void, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Xie San's expression in the field, which was not angry, and there was a faint surprise in his eyes. His heart moved, and his consciousness extended infinitely to his surroundings. He immediately noticed that in the distant void in the western Arctic, a strong and deep vitality was coming.

The vulture still had a proud smile in his eyes, but the smile instantly froze on his face, becoming the last expression in his life. In an instant, he was affected by a trace of sword spirit, and countless extremely fine cracks appeared on the surface of his tall and thin body. The smile on his face could not change color, and his whole body disappeared in an instant.

The fierce bald eagle was also annihilated with him. The flat-haired beast turned into powder together with its feathers at the moment before its claws were about to touch the flower aunt. The panicked expressions of Dr. Min and Sister Ashu were still fixed on their faces, and the victory or defeat in the court had changed hands in an instant. Someone who is tens of millions of miles away will be sentenced to life and death with this sword alone, like hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers in the world, all in their backhand.

Liu Xiaosheng has fallen into the dust, and only feels that his strength has been drained. Maoshan Road is dominated by the art of runes and prayer. He is not his master of refining his body and self-cultivation. Although he has knotted a golden elixir, he has not practiced into a mixed body. Although the idle physical damage is no different, Danqiuzi's skill of calling gods is not to find it. Often, the magic power attached to the blade is like a maggot of the metatarus. Once there is a gap to take advantage of, it will suddenly appear like a tsunami. That pestle has become Liu Xiaosheng's life-threatening charm.

But at this moment, Liu, who was crushed on the ground, was not in a hurry to get out, but was surprised and happy. He turned over desperately and smiled in the direction of the twelve gods and demons. The giant god holding the pestle in his hand has waved a big stick and is about to hit it again. His gesture can be suppressed by half, and his mountain-like body has disappeared and scattered between heaven and earth.

The overwhelming smoke rose, and it was only when it was thin that Danqiuzi's lifeless fleeing figure was revealed. At this time, it had gradually taken out of everyone's sight and was about to disappear at the end of the horizon. He also had to escape. Although Yuanying's magic power is more endless than that of the golden elixir monk, and his six-year-old magic of summoning gods has also been refining twelve gods and demons for a long time, and they can sacrifice them with a formula when they are used, but the consumption of summoning such a powerful split of gods and demons is also extremely amazing. He thought that he was powerful enough to crush his opponents and take over the general situation. He did not expect that such a god would be killed halfway. Although it is unknown, the destructive sword spirit can't be faked. This man's cultivation is much stronger than himself. Even if he is intact, he is not capable of the enemy, let alone the current Yuan Hurt a lot?

Escape, only a lifeless escape can have a glimmer of life. Danqiuzi was also a character. He was determined to make a prompt decision. At the moment when the twelve gods and demons were destroyed, he had stimulated all his magic powers and fled to the position away from the killing gods on the other side with the fastest escape speed in his life.

His calculation is not good, but as he said, in the face of the strength of absolute crushing, any ingenious means is just in vain. The sword spirit killed the vulture and his bald eagle, and strangled the countless fierce beasts carried by the vulture. The momentum did not decline at all and rushed to him at an unparalleled speed. All these changes and rabbits fell, and the people in the field were stunned. When their emotions rose and fell, they saw Danqiuzi's short and fat body suddenly shattered at the end of heaven and earth and dissipated in the void.

The vast sword spirit grew from one yuan to rushing thousands of miles. Everything was only between the lightning and flints, killing vultures, beheading eagles, and strangling Danqiuzi. Three things were completed in one go, and the momentum did not fade at all. When Danqiuzi fell into dust, it was like a tide of ups and downs and retreated in an instant without a trace. The previous mountain shook, and now it has completely calmed down. The earth, which was cut by sword gas, has been broken into an iron plate, leaving no trace, as if nothing had happened.

From the earth to the calm, it was just a mortal thought. After all, Yunlei was a teenager. After being frightened, her mind really went up and down. At this time, the clouds disappeared, and the previously accumulated emotions suddenly broke out and cried sparsely. Yin Shu is two years older than her and is much tougher. At this time, she is holding her sister in her arms and comforting each other in a low voice.

After all, Mr. Min has seen the world, and at this time, he can still deal with it calmly. Holding Aunt Hua with his hand, he secretly said in his heart that you are a good woman and don't have to be frightened by this. At this time, Liu Xiaosheng had struggled to get up from the ground and tried to be angry with his whole body. He found that the injury was already well and there was no obstacle. The smile on his face was still the same, and there was a little more uncertain smell. He turned around and looked at Xie San, but he saw that the other party's face was full of surprise and gave him a positive look. Finally, a big stone in his heart was finally put down.

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Chongguang collected the momentum and was ready to continue to hide, but he realized that the powerful vitality was no longer in its original position, and there was a tendency to escape through Daqian. When the sword spirit settled the overall situation and everything returned to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, on the peak on the back of the Sword Villa, a man stood tall, dressed in a green shirt, with his belt as the wind, floating with a sigh of dust.

When did this man appear? Chongguang didn't realize it. He knew that there was nothing, but the man's appearance was not abrupt, as if he should have been there, and he was indeed there. Everything was like this eternal mountain. The existence of this person has been integrated into the surrounding world. Although it exists only for a moment, this moment has become eternal.

Chongguang looked at this man suspiciously. His ancient and modern face had nothing but calmness. His facial features and eyebrows were just handsome, but his straight figure was like pine and cypress, which was natural with the surrounding environment. Several birds are landing leisurely on his head, as if it were not a person, but a tree on the mountain peak.

Xie San looked up at the mountain, stared at the people with surprise, and shouted loudly, "Dad!" The voice is crisp and gentle, which is very different from the previous depression. It is actually a female voice. Chongguang was shocked and knew that it was wrong. He was about to withdraw and retreat. The man's deep eyes had already looked at him and shouted lightly, "Who is under his feet, who has been peeping at my sword villa for a long time? If there is any request, why not make it frankly?"

His soft shout came out, and his voice was neither majestic nor grand, but everyone could hear it clearly, as if the speaker was in his ear. Chongguang was ready to leave, and his footsteps had not yet stepped out, and he had been unaware of it. Before the man's words fell, the vitality of the corner where he was hiding suddenly solidified, like an invisible cage, blocking the void in an instant.

The young man in blue glanced at him, and the cold light in his eyes flashed away. The heavy light only felt like falling into an ice cave, and his qi and blood seemed to solidify. He was surprised, but his face remained motionless. His luck wandered all over his body and immediately relieved the cold.

A sword light suddenly emerged from behind him, but with a slight circle, there was a sound like broken porcelain in the void. The heavy light body rose to the sky and instantly escaped from the solidified cage. There was no fear in his eyes, only an unparalleled fighting spirit.

Whatever happens with your means? I'm not Wu Xia Amon. Even against such a powerful as Luohou, I don't have the power to fight. Although it's rude of me to spy secretly, I'm afraid that your Sword Villa conspired with Liu Xiaosheng to act so sneaky. If you want to keep me, it depends on whether you have the ability.

The shocking sword of Xiushi in Qingyi is indeed easy for ghosts and gods. Chongguang also noticed that there is no Taoist magic in this person's sword spirit. It is purely derived from an unparalleled sword, but it can kill Yuanying monks thousands of miles away from the void. Such a magical power has long been beyond the scope of secular martial arts. This person's cultivation is very suspicious.

He turned his mind and made up his mind. His figure appeared from the void, and the sword in his chest was full of light. Everyone in the field exclaimed, obviously not to expect that there was still someone hiding secretly. The Xiushi in green narrowed his eyes as deep as an ancient well, and a strange color was fleeting. He seemed to be slightly surprised. This was the first time since this person appeared, showing an un calm expression.

There was no warning. Xiushi's counterattack in Qingyi had been launched. He seemed to disdain to use any tricks. He raised his hand and shot out a white rainbow, which could be compared with the heavy flying sword. Then he heard his cold voice sounded again: "It turns out that you are an old friend. Mr. Ou, don't come. yanghu?