Chapter 1133 Crisis
"Women don't give up! What a fierce girl. It's a pity that she was originally a beautiful woman, but she can't be a thief!" The eyes of a female head standing on Yulong Mountain watching the battle lit up. Looking at the momentum of Fengyanling, she couldn't help sighing leisurely. At this moment, Fengyangling seems to have taken that step. The whole person's spirit is burning into one. Even the struggling demon thorn was shocked by this unprecedented determination, with great power, like a thunder falling in nine days, rushed to Miaochengzong Yulong Mountain fiercely!
Boom!!! The terrible storm immediately burst, and everyone was shocked. Countless immortals who were too close were blown apart by the power of the collision between the two, and their souls were destroyed. A huge pit of more than a hundred miles appeared in front of everyone. This has been beaten into countless spiritual veins, and has been moistened by the forbidden array for many years. The mountain stone that is stronger than the ice iron actually has a deep pit of a hundred miles!
Huo Zhengyang's eyes were about to crack, and the blow of Fengyangling had obviously touched the mysterious level and reached the threshold of Xuanxian. How old is Fengmiling since he was born? The 800-year-old Xuanxian, even if he is put in the fairyland, is still a highly qualified figure. Now that he has fallen under this Yulong Mountain, it immediately makes Huo Zhengyang's eyes red. If there is not been a trace of reason, I'm afraid he would have ordered the elite to fight to the death with this Miaocheng clan!
"Kill!" Before everyone could recover from this shock, a gust of majestic wind brushed across the hill. The mountain protection array of Miaochengzong was like nothing in front of the breeze, and a small wind blade actually swept towards Mo Congfeng! Mingxiu's plank road secretly crosses Chencang! All the previous things were for this blow as a foundation. It turned out that this was the second scorpion pliers in the doomsday Scorpio array, a strange killing move, beheading!
The head is the head of Liuyang! The battle is because of people! Without the peerless master of Miaochengzong, what he relied on was only this powerful mountain protection array, and this light was a delicate sword light, hidden among countless low-level monks, waiting for the opportunity to move, and now finally revealing ferocious claws.
"The ghost kills the sword. If you can die under this sword, this boy of Miao Chengzong should also be proud!" In a low voice, a big man with bare feet and white clothes and long black hair scattered on his shoulders slowly stepped out and walked to Huo Zhengyang and others. His eyes were bright and he looked at the mottled mountain protection array.
"Ancestor!" Seeing this man appear, Tiemen Sect Jianxiu, who was facing Huo Zhengyang's eyebrows, bowed and saluted. Huo Zhengyang also hurriedly saluted, suppressing the anger that had just lost Fengyangling. This person has a rhinoplasty, two sword eyebrows into the temples, and the corners of his eyes are slender. It seems to swallow a ball of soft water, but everyone present knows that this is the biggest support for the siege of the mountain this time. Tiemen Sect is Taiyi Jianxiu from the fairyland, and the long eyebrows are real!
Taiyi Jianxiu! Even in the fairy world, he is a big man who stomped his feet and shakes in all directions. What's more, this long-browed real person with Jiazi Gengjin Wanxiang sword has been fascinated, and the peak cultivation of Taiyi Zhenxian is even more invincible, which simply threatens the strength of Daluo Xingjun. In addition to the old monsters that existed in ancient times hidden in the depths of the fairyland, this long-browed real person can be called the peak of combat power after the flood!
Seeing the appearance of the long-browed real person, everyone's hearts have settled down. With this old action, even if this Miaocheng ancestor of Miaochengzong is in the lower world, I'm afraid he will retreat from Sanshe. Although this Miaocheng ancestor is also a master of sword cultivation, after all, the years of soaring are too short, which is much worse than this long-browed real person.
"The light of troubled times! I haven't seen this method for many years. If it hadn't been for the agreement, I would definitely try the beauty of this chaotic array!" Glancing at the flowing clouds in the sky, the gorgeous purple color made the long-browed ancestor frown and sneer, "Do you think my long eyebrows will be broken? Hey!"
Everyone feels that their breath is tight. No matter how high their cultivation is, they are like children without any resistance in front of this long-browed ancestor. And the gorgeous purple on the edge of the sky suddenly shook and dissipated invisible in an instant. The long-browed real man withdrew his eyes and looked at the sword that attacked Mo Congfeng.
Ghost Kill Sword! It is not a profound swordsmanship, but it is the most bitter swordsmanship. Even the swordsmanship, which is famous for cutting thorns and quenching kendo with gold, few people practice this swordsmanship. Not only because of the great pain of practicing this swordsmanship, but also because the entry of this swordsmanship is extremely slow. Even if Shouyuan is exhausted, it is impossible to climb the peak of kendo. Therefore, this swordsmanship is mostly practiced by some ancient families in the fairyland.
Although this swordsmanship has many drawbacks, its strange moves and terrible power are respected by many superiors. This is the most suitable sword for assassination. It is precisely because of this that this swordsmanship has been passed down from generation to generation. Although Tiemen Sect has been passed down for a long time, there are only two people in this generation who have cultivated this swordsmanship to a small level. The sword in front of him has been cultivated for 9,300 years, but his cultivation is just a fairy, which shows the difficulty of practicing this swordsmanship.
However, although the cultivation is low, with this ghost killing sword, even ordinary Taiyi masters will have to drink hatred on the spot. If it hadn't been for this battle, whether Tiemen Sect can get a piece of the pie in the future troubled times, Changmei Ancestor would not have brought out this peerless killer.
"Ancestor, why don't you take action?" Huo Zhengyang suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and asked the long-browed real person. If this long-browed real person takes action, with the strength of his Taiyi Zhenxian's peak sword cultivation, I'm afraid that he will flatten this Miao Chengzong without counting swords. How can he get on Fengmengling?
"The world is like a chess game!" The long-browed real person seemed to smile and looked at Huo Zhengyang, as if he had seen his dissatisfaction in his eyes. They are all ants. Even the ancestor is no exception. This human world is originally a chess game of big people. It is not that there is no backer behind this Miaochengzong. The ancestor can only take action once. This chaotic light array is also extraordinary!" The corners of the long-browed ancestor's eyes drooped, but he didn't say anything. It was just this chaos. Unfortunately, I don't know when this Miaocheng Sect was mixed with Tongtian Jian Sect, so he had to be careful.
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but change their faces! Taking the human world as a chess game and all sentient beings as chess pieces, such a big hand is so terrible that even the long-browed ancestor can't act rashly. It can be seen how complicated the relationship is and how powerful it is! If you are not careful, you may be crushed to the ground.
Huo Zhengyang's face is pale at this moment, and he vaguely regrets participating in this matter. The sword cultivation at the peak of Taiyi Zhenxian is afraid. Although his hidden clan is also quite powerful, in the eyes of these big people, it is just a bigger ant, right? Unfortunately, he has become a horseman at this moment, and it is difficult to let go at all. Even if he is regretting it, he can only bravely move forward.
The strange sword light has appeared on Mo Jiefeng's side. The sword that was fighting with an iron gate master in mid-air was suddenly shocked. In a blink of an eye, the sword light like a breeze was as dark as ink at this moment, entangling Mo Yufeng's body!
"The divine light is extinguished, and the fragrance suddenly appears!" Han Mao suddenly stood up. At the last moment, Mo Congfeng finally realized that something was wrong. He didn't know when the terrible breath had invaded his body. Even if his body was a congenital Taoist fetus, under the immersion of this sword spirit, there was also a tendency to collapse.
"Converging the front!" The angry real person's eyes were blood red, and the huge sword in his palm flew away to the middle of the array. However, just now, Mo Congfeng realized the crisis and brazenly opened all the arrays. Countless terrible ancient divine lights stirred into a ball in the air, almost tearing the whole sky. The indiscriminate attack made the angry real person unable to move forward.
Like the roar of a ghost, the sword light finally showed its original shape. A dark ink-like shadow wandered in the air, and countless strange lights of color poured down like a rainstorm. It was Mo Zhenfeng who relied on the power of the divine light array in troubled times to block this strange sword light.
Although he was in the array, although there were many masters beside him, and although he had the supreme sword secret, when the sword light appeared in front of him, Mo Zhenfeng couldn't help trembling from the depths of his soul. What kind of sword is this! Mo Congfeng can clearly feel the indifferent eyes of the person holding the sword behind the sword light.
It doesn't matter whether it's crazy, it doesn't matter about killing, only ignoring all life, including himself. How can there be such a swordsmanship in the world? This man should have been a dead man, but why did he still appear here? The endless rainstorm-like chaotic light fell on this black figure, but it still failed to stop the sword light at all. The sharp blade was already close to Mo Congfeng's throat!
Tiemen Sect, the hermit family! " A few words floated out of Ganping's teeth, and there were various monks lined up in front of him, facing Ganping's shuttle coldly. Seven Taiyi real immortal swordsmen, twelve immortals and strong men, Gan Ping finally understood why these two families had such confidence to fight against Miaochengzong.
Obviously, the team of monks in front of him had been waiting for a long time, and it was only 30,000 miles away from Yulong Mountain. Such a great magic monk could reach it with only a few dozen breaths. However, when Gan Ping was on his way desperately, I don't know what means this group of people used to pull the shuttle taken by Gan Ping from the space barrier. Come out.
"Are you Gan Ping? If you are really a genius, if you can... "Stop talking nonsense!" Before the first person finished a sentence, Gan Ping roared out with a knife in the back of his head and pointed straight to the person's eyebrows. If you don't do it, you will do your best! Zongmen is trapped. How can he have time to talk to these damn guys? What about Taiyi Zhenxian? Killed it! I don't believe it. If I kill these seven Taiyi immortals and these twelve immortals, the Tiemen Sect and the hermit clan will not feel sad!
Since you have torn your face, fortunately, don't show any face. In the face of this kind of person, you can only hurt him, and you dare not offend him easily! The man didn't expect that Gan Ping could easily see through his conspiracy to delay time. Seeing the knife light roaring, he quickly sacrificed a round of plain flag to block the knife light.
"The arm is blocking the car, and you can't measure your strength!" With a soft smile, the plain color made the flag break in response to the sound, and the sweet knife light had already passed through the man's eyebrows. The man's whole body immediately shrunk sharply, and finally turned into a fist and burst! What a terrible magic knife, what a cruel method! Without saying a word, people who are familiar with Gan Ping's temperament know that he has made a real fire!