Chapter 55 The Sword Says North Ming Autumn Water
The Yuanli seed in Dantian started to run rapidly. Under the sensing of Murong Xiaoxian's spiritual power, a wisp of fine Yuanli suddenly shot out and merged with the purple ice flame.
Ice skills, Yuan ice shield!
An oval ice shield composed of countless fine ice crystals, shining with a faint blue light, suddenly appeared on Murong Xiaoxian, and then rose rapidly and met the sword light heavily.
Boom!
A violent impact sounded, and the huge force blew the roof away, and Murong Xiaoxian's bed collapsed in an instant!
Wow!
directly penetrated the second floor and smashed directly downstairs.
The mind method of "body the world" runs rapidly, and Murong Xiaoxian stands in the wind and rain. At this moment, the wind is me, and the rain is me!
Fortunately, the residence of the two maids is on the other side of the building, and there should be no casualties at this moment.
Since Murong Xiaoxian came, the two maids have been living here, responding to Murong Xiaoxian's call at any time and asking for it, but Murong Xiaoxian did not have that idea.
After colliding with the sword light, Yuan Bingdun was slightly shocked, and the faint blue light was even more prosperous, but it floated back to Murong Xiaoxian in a blink of an eye.
If the fight here is bound to affect the pool fish, if it attracts Xingge and others, then you can't hide your strength and step into the battlefield.
Murong Xiaoxian thought so, and the assassin was also an ordinary thought. When Murong Xiaoxian flew against the wind and flew towards the empty north, the assassin actually made a posture to make way and then followed.
The two tacitly came to an open space outside the city and stood in the air.
Kka!——
Thunder sounded, and a snake-shaped lightning cut through the dark night sky.
The rain fell obliquely to the ground in the strong wind, splashing huge splashes.
Under the blue-purple lightning, the two finally saw each other clearly.
Murong Xiaoxian, dressed in white, stood proudly in the wind and rain. The huge Yuan ice shield turned into a slightly darker ice shield on four sides, rotating around Murong Xiaoxian, firmly protecting Murong Xiaoxian.
The wind and rain have been blocked from it.
Heaven and earth are still integrated with me.
So, I can stand in the air.
The other party is a thin man, dressed in blue, printed with two big phoenix feathers, black hair, but a silver mask on his face. Only the long sword illuminates dozens of meters around him.
The sword body is like autumn water, vast and deep, but with a trace of invisible coldness. It is four fingers wide and seven feet long. In the rain, the sword body also seems to be integrated with the rain. The raindrops actually passed through the sword. In the strong wind, the sword is not strong at all.
The sword is called the Northern Mingqiu Water, ranking 12th in the divine military spectrum of the creation world, ranking 23rd in the sickle of the dead, 24th in the ring of the dead, and 25th above the blood whip of the evil spirit, representing the sorrow of the world.
"Good sword! Northern Mingqiu Water!" Murong Xiaoxian praised, but ignored the enemy.
"This sword is my life, I am the sword, and the sword is me." The man replied coldly.
"Why don't you escape with one blow?" Murong Xiaoxian asked.
"I know that a blow will not be hit, so why do I have to escape?" The man replied.
"Are you going to kill me?" Murong Xiaoxian asked.
"Yes." The man replied,
"Who is entrusted?" Murong Xiaoxian asked.
"You don't have to ask this question. There is no answer to this question." The man sneered.
You are the sword, and the sword is you! Unfortunately, heaven and earth are me at this moment, and I am heaven and earth! You are sure to lose!
Murong Xiaoxian sneered in his heart, but he knew that the strength of the person in front of him was absolutely strong, and he was definitely a master he had seen, more than one level higher than Yuexian and others!
"Do you know that practitioners can't take action against martial arts?" Murong Xiaoxian asked.
"You are an exception. Although you are not a practice, you are by no means a martial artist. It is impossible to kill two warriors within ten steps. If you are two practitioners, you will not be investigated for this matter." The man replied.
Murong Xiaoxian's heart sank and secretly said that it was not good. The conversation with Xingge is still vivid. It seems that there are indeed many people in the world who break God's vows, so the demons in this world will not be less.
Since he is willing to let the devil come to this world, he is naturally not some people who die in vain. He must be the elite of the devil, or maybe some people who are close to fire beyond the level of sages...
Well, this is really lively in the world.
There was no wind and rain around the man. A strong momentum broke through the wind and rain around him, and he opened up a space in the wind and rain. I'm afraid this strength is no longer what ordinary practitioners can do.
"Because, like you, I'm not that kind of person in the stupid classification at all. Therefore, it is wrong to measure me by the standards of sages." The man added.
"Very good. Then let's get started!" Murong Xiaoxian knew that it was meaningless to say it again, and he couldn't ask anything.
"If you died under my blow, I'm really disappointed." After the man said, his body suddenly moved and his sword was raised.
"I have three swords. If you can resist, then I will never be your enemy." After saying that, the man chanted:
"There is cold in the northern underworld, which is extremely cold. Ice is the soul, and snow is the soul."
"The first type, Beiming Bingzhan!"
The autumn water in the north became blue in an instant, and an invisible and majestic cold air instantly permeated the person. For a moment, the strong wind seemed to be condensed by this cold air, and the bean-sized raindrops turned into dragon eye-sized diamond-shaped ice crystals, ice swords! The long sword was raised, like a gorgeous comet breaking through the air, followed by countless ice crystals, and this blow was more than a thousand! This blow is not a blow!
The cold air is constantly permeated and eroding. The space is already shrouded in cold air. The northern autumn water carries countless ice crystals and cuts through the sky. In the tremors of the space, it splits far away towards Murong Xiaoxian!
In the cold range, there are countless snowflakes!
The four ice shields around Murong Xiaoxian suddenly rotated rapidly, and a more thorough cold was also emitted. In the empty space, the water vapor that had not been frozen was condensed into thin snowflakes!
Snow is the soul, and the soul is the blade!
With a long roar, Murong Xiaoxian's figure changed in the space, but it was firmly locked by the northern autumn water.
Good sword!
Murong Xiaoxian's heart moved slightly, and his body suddenly lay flat in the air, turning into an ice shuttle in the snowflakes flying all over the sky! A long ice thorn appeared above his head and greeted the Beiming ice spirit heavily!
Above the ice!
Take the body as the sword and the soul as the forbearance!
Ice thorn!
The seed of Yuanli rotates faster, and a wisp of Yuanli is integrated into the purple ice flame. The brain strokes the ice spell like electricity, and Murong Xiaoxian has collided with the northern Ming ice soul.
The speed of the sword in the space that could almost be torn suddenly stagnate, and the water-like sword body seemed to be frozen!
Boom!——
With a huge earthquake, countless snowflake ice crystals shot in the four outer places, melting in the endless heavy rain in a blink of an eye!
Murong Xiaoxian's figure flying in the air retreated more than ten feet, and the four ice shields actually broke two sides!
The man's face was even more solemn, and a trace of blood oozed from his defeated hand.
With incredible eyes, the man's breath suddenly gasped for a few times, and then returned to calm.
"Very good, you are the first person to retreat under my sword." The man is human, but there is an inexplicable excitement in his tone.
The hero is lonely, why is lonely because he is invincible and has no opponent.
Murong Xiaoxian was even more surprised and secretly guessed that the real strength of this person may have reached the level of a seven-level practitioner, right?
If the two ice shields had not resisted all the attack power, I'm afraid that I would have been torn into pieces under this sword, even if I had a physique comparable to the demon clan.
The Yuanli seed in the body turned crazily under the stimulation of this blow!
"Autumn water has hatred, saying separation sorrow, heart is the string, tears are arrows." The man gave another long chant.
"The second type, autumn water is cracked! Be careful!"
This time, the northern autumn water rose again, without a trace of chill, but endless softness and length!
The rain in the sky suddenly converged into a trickle water, which slowly became bigger, and then flowed into the long sword of the Northern Ming Autumn Water!
This strange thing surprised Murong Xiaoxian and couldn't help but watch it.
More and more rainwater flowed into the northern autumn water, and the long sword seemed to turn into a bottomless abyss and sucked in the endless rain.
Murong Xiaoxian even believes that this weather seems to be specially selected at this moment to maximize the power of the Northern Autumn Water. A long time later, when Murong Xiaoxian recalled today's battle, he couldn't help sighing that he was ignorant and saw that he was really like a frog in the well!
As more and more rain entered the sword, Murong Xiaoxian saw that the sword body seemed to be much wider in an instant. A wave of water began to ripple on the sword body, and then rushed out of the sword body and began to spread throughout the space!
Although it was just an illusion, Murong Xiaoxian really felt that he suddenly fell into an endless sea, like a lonely sail, floating in the deep sea!
Suddenly, the storm suddenly set off a huge wave, and the people who pressed for a moment were breathless!
The sound of the waves, the huge waves, the strong wind, as if you are immersive, can't extricate yourself!
A lonely sail, at a loss, is overthrowing all the time, and the people in that boat seem to be missing their hometown, missing their relatives, a baby's cry, and a resentful woman's sigh, which makes people feel that they have nothing to trust and worry!
A sad word suddenly woke Murong Xiaoxian up intoxicated, and then looked at the surrounding environment changed greatly!
I and the man were surrounded by a huge water ball. Endless water is still gushing out of the sword body, and the water surface of the four walls of the water ball is the boundless sea just now!
The man seemed to be a little incredible when he saw Murong Xiaoxian wake up. After a long drink, the autumn water turned into a sword light that crossed the world!
At the same time, the surrounding water waves suddenly stretched out countless tentacles, like wisps of sadness, and bound Murong Xiaoxian firmly!
A sword light passed, and the water ball was divided into two. At the moment when the water ball was broken, Murong Xiaoxian saw that the dark night sky was gone, the wind and rain all over the sky were gone, and the lightning that cut through the sky was gone!
This sword really splits the space!