Chapter 88 The Art of Sword

After Huo Shihong's eyes flashed for a while, he stared at Gu Cuiyao with a gloomy look and said, "Hey, I didn't expect that there was even the magic power of Yuanshu as strong as the skill of turning into a virtual in the cloud and fog mountain. It seems that my Huo Shihong really underestimated you Gu Cuiyao."

Gu Cuiyao's beautiful eyes flashed and said with a smile, "If you, the head of the fire clan, are not shameless enough to bully the small, and intend to use the instant killing technique of ignoring space barrier in the field of Yuanli to take the lives of the two children, I will not easily use the art of virtualization." After a pause, he said, "After all, under the circumstances that my yuan pressure is lower than you, it is really not conducive to exerting such a genjutsu power that consumes huge yuan power and does not have any lethal power."

Yi Hanfeng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the words and said, "Since the art of virtualization does not have the effect of increasing the attack power, and now the power of the ancient predecessors has been exhausted a lot, isn't it that we have no hope of killing Huo Shihong?"

Gu Cuiyao smiled and said unhurdenly, "As long as you are in the original space of the art of virtualization, no matter what happens, it will be illusory, and only I, the caster, can turn the illusion into reality, so no matter what the fireman Hong does, he will not It may hurt the three of us at all, so as long as my power recovers, I can kill it in one fell swoop.

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Cuiyao relieved the Yuanchang posture and withdrew the Yuan sword in her hand. At the same time, she suddenly raised her right hand and immediately punched two strange patterns shaped by the size of Yuan Force into the body of Yi Hanfeng and Yuan Yingshan, and said lightly: "I have given you two the ability to really attack. Li, you can play with the eldest of the fire clan first, so that he won't be bored. Between the words, his expression was extremely calm, as if it was easy to cold wind and Yingshan could not take action, and it didn't matter.

Just as Gu Cuiyao sat side by side, she closed her eyes slightly and entered the state of adjustment. At the same time, their words sounded in the minds of Yi Hanfeng and Hengying Mountain: "Don't be stunned there, hurry out to restrain Huo Shihong. Don't leave him a opportunity to find the flaws of the art of virtualization."

Although judging from the current situation, Gu Cuiyao will not mean to frame the lives of the two of them, after all, whether the art of virtualization is really as wonderful and mysterious as rumored. Yi Hanfeng and Xuanshan are a little unbelievable, so when they heard Gu Cuiyao's voice, the two did not immediately deal with the fire. Shihong, but after looking at each other and understanding each other, his left and right wings went straight towards Huo Shihong. When he was about to approach Huo Shihong's place, his figure flashed, instantly changed from left and right directions to one after. At the same time, he waved the sword in his hand like lightning to Huo Shihong respectively. The left and right arms were chopped down.

Huo Shihong's pupil suddenly shrank and locked his body and flashed to Yi Hanfeng in front of him. His feet suddenly kicked the ground, and his body quickly flashed forward. He not only easily avoided two rapid and fierce chopping, but also swept the long sword in his hand suddenly across Yi Han in a mercilessly moment. The body of the wind.

Although Huo Shihong's body method is extremely fast, after all, he has not tried his best to apply the body method. Therefore, if Yi Hanfeng is careful, it is not difficult to avoid it. However, the reason why Yi Hanfeng is in danger is just relying on the reorganization of evil demons. The ability is to confirm whether the wonderful mystery of the art of virtualization is true.

Now, seeing that the long sword in Huo Shihong's hand cut off Yi Hanfeng's body, Yi Hanfeng was also as if nothing had happened, and he did not receive any damage. The heart of Hengying Mountain to the throat also fell back into his stomach, and then his mind moved. By being in the Yuanshu space of the art of virtualization, any color of light It will present the characteristics of pure whiteness and raise the power of the colorful divine body to the limit without fear.

Suddenly, he felt the huge change of the pressure in the body of Hengying Mountain. Huo Shihong was shocked and looked at Hengying Mountain for a long time and said uncertainly: "It can make the power in the body seven times pure in an instant. Could it be that you are Lingxuan? If you can show your original face and let me confirm one or two, I will not only stop here, but also won't look for you and Yi Hanfeng in the future.

With a cold voice, he immediately glanced at Gu Cuiyao, who was closing her eyes, and said slightly, "I'm just inheriting the colorful divine body of Sister Xuan'er, but it's not Sister Xuan'er herself." As soon as this statement came out, Gu Cuiyao suddenly opened her eyes and said anxiously, "What did you say? Is Xuan's sister no longer alive?

Responding to a tap, Xuanyingshan said sadly, "Six months ago, our evil guard was suddenly attacked. Sister Xuaner was seriously injured before she took me to escape, and passed on the colorful divine body to me when she was about to die."

Gu Cuiyao suddenly stood up and came to the Yingshan Mountain. She grabbed the arms of the Yingshan Mountain like crazy and roared, "Tell me quickly what caused the serious injury to death of Xuan'er's sister. I'm going to smash them all to pieces!" Fang Yingshan shook his head sadly and said, "They laid a light avoidance boundary long before they took action, so there is no trace to follow at all."

Let go of the hand that held Heng Yingshan's arms tightly. Gu Cuiyao gritted her teeth coldly and said, "I will definitely find out this matter and swear that all those involved in this matter will not die well!" Chang Yingshan sighed, "The motivation for those people to do so is obviously related to what happened 33 years later. It's better for Elder Gu not to interfere in this matter, so as not to cause a murder." During the words, Hengyingshan looked at Huo Shihong without showing any trace, and saw that he did not show any strange expression, and he was very disappointed.

After listening to Yingshan's words, Gu Cuiyao frowned slightly and said, "This must be what Xuaner asked you to tell me, right?" Fang Yingshan was stunned and said, "How did the ancient senior know?" Gu Cuiyao said with tears in her eyes: "Since you evil guards closed the space boundary, Xuan'er and I have never met again. I didn't expect that she still remembers my sister in her heart."

After saying this sentence, Gu Cuiyao quickly stopped her sadness, suddenly turned around and looked at Huo Shihong and asked in a low voice, "Fire Shihong, is this matter jointly done by you ancient people?" Huo Shihong snorted coldly, "I don't need to answer your questions!"

When Gu Cuiyao heard this, Yurong suddenly covered with a thick layer of frost and said coldly, "As long as you are willing to answer my questions honestly and promise me not to look for the troubles of the two of them in the future, I will make an exception to destroy the business I picked up and let you go. The way to live."

A trace of disdain flashed on Huo Shihong's face and said proudly, "Don't be too full. It's still unknown who will kill the deer later." Gu Cuiyao's beautiful eyes said, "If you don't drink a toast, you are simply looking for death." Speaking of that, Gu Cuiyao didn't care that the power in her body had not recovered. At the same time, she instantly showed a meta-changing posture, and her right hand showed the Yuan sword.

However, just now that the Yuan sword was shown, Gu Cuiyao suddenly raised her right hand, so that the long sword in her hand pointed straight to the sky. In an instant, the vast and magnificent Yuanli suddenly spewed out of the ancient Cuiyao's Yuan sword. After a long period of condensation and shrinkage, it instantly turned into a half a foot in size, engraved with countless dense The wide picture of Xu Xiaojian.

Just after seeing the picture of the sword suspended in the sky more than ten feet, Huo Shihong's face couldn't help suddenly changing and asked in horror, "Gu Cuiyao, why did you use the town secret art of my fire clan?" Gu Cuiyao curled her lips and snorted coldly, "I don't want to answer your question!"

The secret art of the clan, which can only be practiced by various patriarchs, has now spread to outsiders. Under the rapid anger, he knew that he could not hurt Gu Cuiyao at all, but he still couldn't help swinging the long sword in his hand and rushed to Gu Cuiyao like crazy.

Looking at the figure of Huo Shihong's rapid flashing over, Gu Cuiyao's beautiful eyes were full of cold light and said with a sneer, "I'll let you taste it. What's the feeling of dying under the skill of swords you are proud of!" After saying that, the amazing flow surged out of the sword pointing directly to the sky again, and instantly disappeared into the picture of the sword half a foot in size.

In an instant, the dense sword in the picture was like a living thing. After a slight wriggling, the bright light suddenly flashed and turned into half-foot-sized swords of light and jumped out of the picture one after another, like tens of millions of arrows in the sky under the picture, and several straight sword tips pointed to the ground, with momentum It is said to be quite shocking.

Suddenly, he felt that the top of his head was full of countless powerful forces. Huo Shihong knew that it must have formed a ten thousand swords and stars, so he hurriedly stopped the figure that was about to approach Gu Cuiyao. Suddenly, he looked up and quickly searched from the thousands of light blades of light swords, and his pupils suddenly After locking the slightly brighter sword of light, he instantly turned the original force in his body into a strong and strong protective force, waiting fearlessly for the arrival of thousands of light blades.

After all, the art of ten thousand swords is the secret magic power of the fire clan, so Huo Shihong naturally knows its power and weaknesses very well. He knows that once he falls into the meta-sword space of ten thousand swords, if he does not have the ability to kill the caster in an instant, he will not be able to break the ten thousand swords, and in the face of the dense starry light blade Attacks, no matter how high a person is, it is impossible to avoid it. Only by hitting the light blade containing the strongest power can the attack power of ten thousand swords be minimized.

Seeing that Huo Shihong locked his eyes on the slightly bright blade and showed a confident and determined look, the corners of Gu Cuiyao's mouth evoked an imperceptible sneer, and then the long sword pointing straight to the sky in his hand suddenly waved down, and he saw that it was originally determined. The dense blade suspended more than ten feet high in the sky suddenly became like a living snake, and the tip of the sword suddenly locked the Huo Shihong, and then buzzed at the same time, and shot at Huo Shihong without warning.