Chapter 24 The noisy old man

The fallen leaves hurt themselves, and the flowers bloom and the dream is not cold...

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"Situ Lang, since you are here, let's end all our original kindness and resentment today!" The long swords behind the real sword flew out, and even the flying sword stepped on under his feet joined the circle of the flying sword, slowly rotating, forming a perfect cycle, until the colors of the seven flying swords all faded away, emitting a hazy faint dark imperial light, slowly rotating on the head of the real sword. It's like a crown.

Seeing the real sword's attitude and preparation, Situ Lang actually just smiled gloomyly, and then took down the long black bow behind him without saying a word, held it in his hands, bowed his arrow, and shouted, "Okay, then put an end to the original kindness and resentment!"

After saying that, Situ Lang's right hand suddenly pulled away the long bow and turned right at the same time. At the same time, three bloody light arrows were not shot at the real sword, but at the void.

"This is one of the unique tricks of the king of assassins: invisible arrows..." The old monk's comment did not attract a trace of people's response, because their attention at this moment was completely attracted by the fight in the field. Who could care about the old monk's explanation? Anyway, for a moment, any result could be seen. .

Sure enough, when Situ Lang's light arrow shot into the void, the real sword's face changed, and his hands moved slightly without saying a word. A bloody flying sword came out of the seven flying sword above his head, emitting a bloody smoke, but in an instant, the real sword's body was completely hidden in the bloody fog. Suddenly, the void where the real sword was located was bloody.

When the real sword's body had just disappeared into the bloody fog, it flashed three times in the void less than a few feet away from the real sword's figure, and then a bloody arrow flew out from each of the three directions and suddenly shot into the fog.

"The Haeng" sounded three times in a row, and then the fog suddenly dispersed, and a huge golden sword flew out of it, as if to break through the void, emitting a hundred-foot-long sword light, cutting towards Situ Lang's position. However, with Situ Lang's character, how could he stay in a place all the time, when he was golden As soon as the swordmang fell, Situ Lang's body had rushed to the void where the real sword was located like lightning, and then suddenly a huge bow-shaped shadow appeared over his body.

When this huge black bow-shaped virtual shadow appeared, the old monk outside the court covered his mouth in shock and muttered in a low voice, "How can it be? Did you use the hot sun bow at the beginning?"

Before his words fell, he saw that the huge black bow-shaped shadow in the air actually pulled open the bow string like a real bow and arrow, and the real sword below also felt something. Four flying swords flew out in a row, divided into four directions and wrapped them back into the air.

Four flying swords make the sound of dragons and tigers, like man-eating monsters. They no longer have the same weakness as when they were trapped people before, but emit different lights one after another, and then they become a line, like a square cover, to rigidly trap Situ Lang in the air, and then the result is naturally to be killed. .

However, Situ Lang, known as the "King of Assassins", how can he only have such a little ability?

Situ Lang's eyes were closed, and he didn't even care about the mysterious shadow cover in the air, while the huge bow-shaped shadow behind him finally tightened the bowstring completely, completely aimed the invisible momentum on the bowstring at the direction of the real sword.

Just as the shadow of the cover formed by the four flying swords was about to completely cover Situ Lang in it, Situ Lang's eyes in the air suddenly opened, and a hot divine light spewed out from his eyes and flew straight to the center of the bowstring. When the divine light flew to the center of the bowstring, the whole tight bow was empty. The shadow suddenly loosened, and suddenly, the divine light was stimulated by the strength of the bowstring, like a bright morning sun, running straight to the real sword below.

At this moment, in the eyes of people outside the field, the huge bow-shaped shadow in the air suddenly loosened, and then a faint red spewed out of the bow string at a very fast speed. However, with the flight of the red fire, it was getting bigger and bigger. Finally, it was even as brilliant as the scorching sun, completely It covers the sunlight in the air.

The real sword standing in the void was also a serious face. He no longer saw the indifference when fighting against those Yuanying monks. The remaining three flying swords on his head were also trembling slightly and ready to go. His eyebrows frowned tightly, but he didn't know what the doubts were in his heart.

"Bum--"

After the explosion, the hazy cover formed by the four flying swords in the air was completely blown away by the scorching sun-like flame. Then, the scorching sun became more and faster like a flood out of the sluice, but in an instant, it came to the head of the real sword, towards the small formed by the remaining sword. The sword array smashed down.

"Boom-"

After a gorgeous sun fell into a sword array with three small whirlpools, it suddenly fell into the sea like a rising sun, and the whole sword array boiled up. Then, the originally very small sword array suddenly exploded and expanded infinitely around, wanting to devour all the objects around it.

"Regress!" The monks around shouted loudly one after another. While releasing their own defense magic weapons, they either flew back or flew with swords. In short, they tried their best to retreat. However, those monks with the Yuanying period were better. Those who just came to fish in troubled waters. The monks of the period had no time to escape one after another and were swallowed into the sword array, and their bones were gone.

"Hey, where's the old monk just now?" People around him asked in a low voice. They also wanted to ask the old monk about the trick that Situ Lang had just used, but the old man disappeared.

At this time, a little monk in the foundation period had just been protected by his master, but he was also unscathed, but he was also scared. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he saw the white-bearded old man standing behind him, almost scared him to death, and hurriedly shouted: " Old man, don't you know that people are scared to death?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The old man hurriedly apologized in a low voice, but unexpectedly attracted the little monk's white eyes. However, the monks around him were waiting for the old monk to answer. How could the little monk treat the old man slowly and hurriedly pulled the little monk over, and then began to ask Gang What secret skills did Gangjian Zhenren and Situlang use? They are so powerful. Moreover, now the two men's battle group is completely shrouded in the light of various sword arrays. Except for those monks in the Yuanying period who may be able to penetrate their divine consciousness into it, others can't see it clearly, so they have to ask this so-called An old man of Pepsi.

The old man still brushed his white beard calmly, and then said slowly, "That huge bow-shaped virtual shadow just now, if I expected it, should be Situ Lang's genfold body?"

"What? Yuan Shen? Old man, don't scare us. If Situ Lang has a yuan god, doesn't it mean that he has already entered the divine period, so what else are we rookies doing here? The little monk also seemed to be from a famous school, but he immediately raised questions about this.

The old man was arrogant this time and looked down at the little monk with contempt. Then he raised his head and said slowly, "Who told you that the yuan god is a sign of entering the period of transformation? You just didn't know that since Situ Lang is known as a double bow and arrow, so look at his yuan god, there is only a bow shape. Where did the arrow come from?

"G!" The little monk was shocked by the old man's white eyes, but when he heard that the old man's words were reasonable, and they were all truths that he had not known before, he hurriedly suppressed his anger and listened carefully.

Regardless of the little monk's thoughts, the old man continued to say, "Actually, according to the jade slip, those so-called peak masters of the Yuanying period are all characters who have touched the edge of the Huashen period. Their Yuanying has actually transformed, especially they have given birth to their own yuan god shadow, such as just now. Situ Lang, his yuan god must be a bow and an arrow in the future. Of course, the number of arrows can be adjusted by him. As for the real sword, I think it should also be a sword, but the number is unknown..."

The old man looked at the people who nodded frequently around him with satisfaction, and a sense of satisfaction arose in his heart and said more eloquently: "Actually, there are still many masters practicing in the real world at the peak of the Yuanying period like this. Except for those talented powerful monks or monks with anti-heaven skills, this kind of monks actually That is, dozens of ordinary masters of the Yuanying period, but it is said that they have touched the edge of the meta-divination period. However, how to combine their own Yuanying and the yuan god is the unique secret of those meta-divination monks, which is also the bottleneck of the real peak masters of the Yuanying period, as long as Breaking through this problem, it should be easy for them to enter the godhood period. Of course, those are too far away for us.

In the end, the old man hit ahaha and continued, "Let's continue to talk about the battle above!" In fact, the move just used by Situ Lang can no longer be called a secret skill, but the momentum of the Yuanshen on the edge of the Huashen period..."

As soon as the old man said this, the young man actually raised his head again and shouted loudly, "Look! Jian Zhen and Situ Lang came out of the sword array..."

When many monks heard this, they immediately ignored the old man's words and looked up to observe the battle in the air. They hung the old man aside again, and the old monk's face turned green again.

These guys are so powerful!

The figure of the original mountain is nothing from the void, but at this moment, his attention is not on the real sword and the king of assassins who are fighting, but at this old monk who looks like cannon fodder, thinking...

PS: It seems that if Lao Cao is serious about typing words, it is still very good. Anyway, she can still code her own words and be her own street writer. As for her, she has her own fate. Without fate, it is useless to force her. Why worry about gains and losses...