Chapter 119 Thousands of miles to kill

There is a strong breath in the air, which makes it difficult to breathe.

There was a hiss in the crowd around him. Among these people, a young man dressed in a golden robe and a moonlight woman stood there, staring hotly at the black bricks in Zhuge Fuliang's hand. These two people were Jin Yao and plain.

Although most of the disciples of the Yaohai School evacuated, they left Jin Yao and Suyan to investigate the situation nearby.

Cao Gou approached forward and said, "Do you want to resist? You should know the gap between us and leave that piece of black gold iron. You can get out of here."

Zhuge Buteng was angry. He stagnated and wanted to talk not far away, but he was stopped by Zhuge Buteng's voice. In the current situation, even if the two helped each other, there was no chance of winning. After all, there was still a master of the Yuanying period standing there.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Leave Jiuyou black gold iron, and you can get out of here!" Cao Gou's face was cold and he stood with his hands on his back.

At this time, the stone sword in Zhuge Fuliang's arms moved. Zhuge Fuliang sneered and said, "Okay, Jiuyou black gold iron is in my hand. Come and get it."

Cao Gou was stunned when he heard the words and immediately sneered: "I don't know whether to live or die!" After saying that, Cao Gou waved his hand and went to the black brick cover in Zhuge Fuliang's hand.

At this moment, two cold lights shot out of Zhuge Fuliang's eyes, and he took out the stone sword in his hand and chopped it at Cao Gou.

Shi Jian Wuhua, but a shocking sword burst out. The stone sword fell, and a bloody arm was cut off. Cao Gou's face turned pale in an instant, making a sad roar, quickly retreated, and looked at Zhuge Buteng a resentful face. He never thought that a small foundation-building man would suddenly attack him and cut out such a domineering sword.

The blood flowed, Cao Gou's face was pale, his eyes were red, and he roared, "You little scattered cultivation, you must die today!"

Zhuge Buliang was well aware of the horror of the stone sword. In an instant, Zhuge Buliang came up, and the stone sword raised again and cut to Cao Gou's neck.

"Cangling!"

The hot breath permeated. Cao Gou hit two flying swords, which were shrouded in a layer of fire and cut towards the stone sword.

"Dang!"

The stone sword was shocking, and there was no leakage of light, but it cut out the two flying swords that Cao Gou hit.

"Ignorant child, you are presumptuous!" Elder Yang shouted deeply, and his invisible hand reached out to Zhuge Fuliang. But at this moment, a blue light flew out of the stone sword. The blue light was a flying sword, and the lightning appeared on Elder Yang's chest.

This blue flying sword is a small sword spirit.

After all, Elder Yang was a master of the Yuanying period. He realized that the danger was approaching, and his body retreated and came to a place dozens of meters away. But then, the blue flying sword came and went straight to Elder Yang's chest.

"This..." Elder Yang was shocked. Zhen Yuanli broke out of his body and rolled Zhenyuan to fight at the little sword spirit.

The flying sword turned into a small sword is extremely fast, and the blue light flashes. It has appeared behind Elder Yang, turning into a child's appearance, with a pitiful face, and a "squeak" cry in his mouth.

"This is... sword spirit!" Elder Yang was terrised, and suddenly a strange color appeared in his eyes.

The practitioners around were also shocked and noisy.

"It's a sword spirit, my God, I actually saw the legendary sword spirit!"

"Yes, it must be a sword spirit. It is said that there are only two sword spirits in the whole Kyushu, which are in the Tianchi and Dugu families respectively, and now another sword spirit appears."

"What is the identity of this boy with a ghost mask? He actually has such a baby."

In the crowd, Jin Yao and plain face all showed a strange look.

"Hahaha, I'm going to decide this!" Elder Yang laughed, and Zhen Yuanli condensed into a big net towards the small sword spirit shield.

"Squeak~~" The little sword spirit once again turned into a blue-ray flying sword, appearing like a teleportation, avoiding the attack of Elder Yang.

On the other side, Zhuge Bu Liang smiled bitterly and secretly said that this little thing was indeed a hot thing. But at this moment, he couldn't think so much, and the stone sword in his hand cut to Cao Gou. The sword is extremely horrible. With the cultivation of Cao Gou's Jindan period, he didn't dare to take it.

In ordinary times, Zhuge Fuliang would never dare to challenge the practitioners of the Jindan period. Now he is completely competing with Cao Gou with the power of the stone sword.

"Hateful!!" Cao Gou roared and was beaten by a foundation-building man, which made his heart extremely aggrieved. Thinking of himself as a master of Jindan period, and also the chief disciple of Shuntian League, he was always crowned with the aura of genius in the past. In the past, he didn't even look at this kind of little man in the foundation period.

"You are challenging my limits." Cao Gou stared at his teeth, and more than a dozen flying swords hung up in the air at the same time, forming a sword net to strangle Zhuge Bliang.

"Cangling!"

The stone sword swept, and all the flying swords turned into iron crumbs. Shi Jian's momentum has not diminished, and he continues to think about Cao Gou.

Cao Gou sacrificed several magic weapons in a row, but under the divine power of the stone sword, it turned into ashes.

"Hateful, what kind of magic weapon is this!" Cao Gou stared at the stone sword in Zhuge's hand.

"Cut!"

Zhuge Buliang roared. At this moment, the stone sword buzzed, and the sword was full of meaning. The simple and unpretentious stone sword actually swept out a shocking rainbow, crossing the four directions, and the earth collapsed. Jianhong swept over Cao Gou's body, and Cao Gou flew out and spit out blood.

The onlookers took a deep breath, and a foundation-building man beat a Jindan-year-old man, which was almost unheard of.

However, at this time, Zhuge Buteng found that the cracks on the stone sword were more dense, and it seemed that they could collapse at any time.

"Bath, death, door - open!!"

Cao Gou's face was ferocious, and the real power on his body surged, like a hot flame, and his momentum was climbing to a peak.

"The door of life and death!" Zhuge's eyelids jumped.

"You little bastard forced me to open the door of life and death. I have to kill you today!" Cao Gou's eyes were red and his blood poured into his pupils. He even opened the door of life and death to fight against a practitioner in the foundation-building period. He felt extremely humiliated, especially in front of the practitioners of major factions.

"Cangling!"

The hot breath is permeated. Cao Gou is obviously the spiritual root of the fire attribute. The firelight riots, and a fire sword is held in his hand. A fire dragon is displayed, roaring towards Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Buliang waved the stone sword again. This time, the stone sword did not overflow with any glory and collided with the fire dragon. Zhuge Buliang shook all over and only felt that half of his body was numb. After opening the door of life and death, Cao Gou's strength went up another level.

"I want you to die!" Cao Gou's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he took a step and appeared in front of Zhuge Buteng. A scorching wave rushed towards him, the fire sword swept, and the heat wave stirred wantonly, melting all the ice and snow within a radius of dozens of feet.

"Hm..."

Zhuge Buliang snorted, and his body flew backwards out. Even if there was a stone sword to protect his body, he still suffered some injuries. This is still the reason for the seven-star treasure body. If he were an ordinary cultivation, I'm afraid he would have turned into ashes under Cao Gou's sword.

"You cut off my arm. I won't let you die so happily. I'm going to cut off all your limbs and torture you to death!" Cao Gou's face was full of ferociousness, approaching step by step.

"I can't play anymore." Zhuge didn't say it secretly.

Not far away, there was a burst of stuttering and anxiety, but they couldn't help at all, so they could only watch.

At this time, the blue light flashed, and the little sword spirit flew back to Zhuge Fuliang's side. Elder Yang flew from a distance. There was a bright blood hole in his left shoulder. It seemed that he had suffered under the little guy's hands.

"Go!" Zhuge Biao shouted loudly and reached a consensus with Xiao Jianling.

The little sword turned into a blue flying sword. Zhuge Fuliang waved the stone sword in his hand to block Cao Gou's blow, and then the fast domestic slave, the little sword spirit, turned into a flying sword, flying towards the distant sky.