Chapter 383 The Three Masters of Sword Domain, Plain Gathering

In the dark consciousness space, opposite the west gate to the north, there is a huge crack in the magic shadow that supports heaven and earth, and the consciousness crack between the unconscious consciousness has also stopped expanding and shows signs of contraction...

In reality, Ximen Yibei stared at the void, and the gradually dissipating shadow did not seem to notice the Akaro on one side!

The wind roared, getting louder and louder. Above the sky, bright lightning such as the clouds loomed from time to time. The rumble of thunder was close to the ear, and the dark clouds were almost close to the ground, a statue of the end of the world.

The clouds gathered from all sides to the west gate to the north. From his body, translucent sword carvings kept bursting out, spreading all over the sky. In the dazzling sword shadow, a strange sword spirit swept the whole earth from weak to strong...

Ximen Yibei's long hair is flying behind his head, and his face is still an indifferent expression, and even close to a walking corpse. A brand-new sword spirit is running in his body, replacing the role of the soul.

Aloro stared at Ximen Yibei. The powerful magic knowledge made him clearly feel that this space was about to lift a storm, and the spring of the storm was the person in front of him.

Oh!

Ximen Yibei raised his right hand again. In his body, the speed of the sword shadow that kept coming in and out became faster. Suddenly, Acaro had a feeling that "a butterfly was breaking free from the cocoon"!

The sword spirit, a brand-new sword spirit, is forming on the body of Ximen Yibei. Although this change comes from the stimulation of the outside world and is only a prototype, it is just so, which has made the strong Asaro feel a great threat!

"If you don't get rid of this son, it will be a disaster in the future. If you want to get rid of him, it is the best opportunity now!" A trace of murderousness flashed in the eyes under Akaro's helmet. A strong man's intuition told him that the person in front of him seemed to be going through the epiphany process that martial arts practitioners had. In him, a kind of dangerous kendo that Akaro had never experienced was conceive and taking shape!

However, his eyes flashed over his right arm, and Akarro couldn't help saying with hatred, "Damn it!"

The whole right arm seems to have been broken. If the right arm is really broken, Akaro has many ways to take the meat arm back. However, the problem is that the right arm is not broken, but the perception is that the right arm is broken!

"Is it possible that his sword has already involved the field of the soul!!!" Passing this thought in his heart, Akaro's heart was even more murderous.

The strongest place of the Tianmo clan is the war armor. All the war armor is modeled on the body of the strongest existence in the legend of the Tianmo clan. It is made of special materials and cooperated with special skills to achieve the strong reputation feared by the four clans of the Tianmo clan.

But no matter how strong it is, it also has flint!

The advantage of the Heavenly Demon Clan lies in its extremely strong physical defense, and his natural weakness is the soul!

The way of the soul is the most difficult to touch. Looking at the whole ancient way of martial arts, there are very few that can achieve such a mirror of the soul! Even if you occasionally dabble, your cultivation is not deep, and it is difficult to do! Even in the long time ago, there were only a handful of people who could threaten the Heavenly Demon Clan and ignore its strong armor!

"Never leave him!" Acaro gritted his teeth all over his body, and his left hand took the sword of Asura into his palm. With five fingers, a scarlet flame-like blood mist spread out of the Asura's magic sword...

Jingle bell! It seemed that he felt the murderous intention in Alkaro's heart. The endless sword moves in Ximen Yibei's body burst out, drawing arc-shaped tracks in the air. Then after some sword moves that Akaro did not know were cut out, these nearly nihilistic sword marks quickly sank into Ximen Yibei's body. In such The breath emanating from Yibei will produce a trace of unknown change, an obscure change...

Touch!

Akaro seemed to have made up his mind. Step by step, the earth shook, and the thick black fog under his feet gushed out like the tide. The black fog carried an extremely evil and dark breath. The extremely evil breath swept the whole world like a tide, and the air machine expanded to hundreds of miles of space. In the dark, the , bursts of waves seemed to be extremely far away, from the roar of the flood, like a murmelling beast.

The west gate turned slightly to the north, and the in vitro sword trace instantly changed. The shadow of the sword suddenly stopped and stagnated in the void, and then a handle disappeared into the blurred shadow iron sword in the north palm of the west gate at a speed that is hard to see...

Oh!

The shadow of the sword in the north palm of the west gate bursts thousands of feet. One side is as bright as day, dazzling and difficult to reach, and one side is as dark as ink. The two sides are integrated and both in the shape of a sword.

The west gate stepped out of the north, and the heaven and the earth changed dramatically. In the stunned eyes of the phoenix, the west gate was bounded by the north. The heaven and the earth were cut into two, one side turned into the deepest darkness, and the other side turned into the most brilliant day. At the junction of day and darkness, a On Acaro's chest, the shadow of the sword runs through Acaro's chest, and in the void behind him, a huge dark space channel...

Boom!

Akarro, who has not yet fully unfolded the sword, was directly bombarded by the sword into the dark space passage behind him that he didn't know where to go...

Ah!

An unwilling scream dragged the long ending, swaying into the whirlpool-like space passage, gradually inaudible.

Almost at the same time, from the standing Ximen Yibei body, a huge column of blood rose to the sky, splashing dozens of feet high, emitting fog, splashing within a radius of dozens of feet. Ximen Yibei was drenched into a bloody man, but his body still standing motionless, his expression was the same as before... .

The black and white color suddenly disappeared, and the phoenix concubine had no time to observe the situation of the west gate in the north. A magic gas came from the east and turned into a vague and ferocious face, covering the eastern sky. Just when the phoenix concubine was shocked, the rapid surge of magic gas seemed to sense The degree faded...

In the West, a little light escaped from the depths of the underworld and swept over here at a very fast speed. Before people arrived, a strong sword spirit had been forced towards the direction of the fading of the magic spirit of the West. The whole West, the heaven and earth were white, and the sound of the bell of the sword resounded through the sky

Before Concubine Feng could react, from the void, a heroic man with two black whiskers on his lips had appeared not far in front of him. His eyes swept over the man's face, and Concubine Feng's eyes flashed a look of surprise, looking quite excited.

The person who came felt that Fengyun Wuji was forbidden to loosen on Ximen Yibei. Compared with Fengyun Wuji in Fengfei's impression, Fengyun Wuji in front of him had more maturity, less tenderness, more vicissitudes, and less restlessness.

"Brother Simon, you finally woke up..." A familiar voice came from her ear, and the excited look on Fengfei's face instantly cooled down and returned to the initial indifference.

not far away, Feng Yun Wuji's face was calm, but his voice showed his excitement at this time.

Fengyun Wuji, who was originally retreating between the cracks in another distant space, came quickly as soon as he felt that the prohibition was loose, but the space crossing was extremely complicated, and Fengyun Wuji's original forbidden setting was set for the distance between the sword pavilion and the sleeping place of the west gate. As soon as there is a strange movement, He arrived, but the plan could never keep up with the changes. Fengyun Wuji did not expect that Ximen Yibei suddenly woke up when he moved the whole sword field out of the ancient times. When Fengyun Wuji bypassed a space storm and arrived, a fierce battle was over.

As soon as Fengyun Wuji's words fell, he stood like a mountain, and the immoving west gate fell straight down like a wooden stake to the north.

Ah!

With an exclamation, it came from behind Fengyun Wuji. Dugu, a sword demon in a green robe and silver-white hair, quickly walked through behind Fengyun Wuji, picked up Ximen Yibei, and quickly entered Ximen Yibei's body at the same time. In the doubtful eyes of Concubine Feng, several strong-breathed figures fell from the sky. It was the Chi Wound and Taixuan of the North Sea, who had never seen Concubine Feng.

"This is his friend..." Concubine Feng let out an inaudible sigh from the bottom of her heart, and her eyes flashed over the figure of Ximen Yibei: "It turns out that even this strange man is his friend."

"How is he?" Feng Yun Wuji's outstretched palm was taken back, hidden at the bottom of his sleeve, and said with concern.

After a while, Dugu raised his head and said, "It's okay, but his instinct forced him to exert his ability beyond his actual realm... He..."

Looking down at the drooping head, the scattered Ximen was in the north. Dugu continued to say, "It's not appropriate to touch him for the time being. I don't know what's wrong with the self-emeracting sword on him? He doesn't seem to wake up yet. At present, only after the latest sword on him is stable can we bring him back to that plane!"

"As long as it's okay! ... Late injury, Taixuan, be careful. Just now, outside Taigu, I felt an extremely evil breath. It seemed that I wanted to take action against Ximen. Before I approached, the breath faded in advance..." Feng Yun Wuji looked up at the East and almost muttered to himself, "Recently, I have cleaned up what happened in the whole Taigu again. I always feel that there is a force that has been secretly pushing all this. Maybe that breath is part of this force..."

The three of Dugu and Wus were slightly shocked when they heard the words and looked at each other, but they were silent.

Hmm!

A slight moan came from almost close to the ground. Feng Yun Wuji frowned slightly and looked at the sound. At this look, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Fengfei!!... Why did you come here!!!?"

Although there was a feeling on the bank of the west gate, there was still one person, but he never paid attention to it. After knowing that there was no big problem with the west gate, he noticed the existence of Fengfei!

When Concubine Feng heard this, she suddenly straightened up, and then shook behind her and fell down softly.

Ziwu was suddenly attacked by a strange and powerful enemy. The clan was slaughtered, the close third uncle was killed, chased for thousands of miles, and was tied up by iron cables for a long time. No one found... A series of things came to her mind. Concubine Feng was wronged and bitter in her heart. Her eyes were dark, but she fainted.

"Is that how you accept him and take care of me?..." An unconscious whisper escaped from the corners of Fengfei's mouth, and the voice was faint, but Fengyun Wuji was clear. His whole body suddenly trembled, and Fengyun Wuji strode over...