Chapter 284 Battle against Baiheqiu Jihai
More than three hundred corpses were lying on the ground in a mess. Their bodies were covered with horrific scars that were as deep as the bones. The blood had dried up, and their faces were ashen as before. Staring eyes.
This is what Xin Zhuo and Yuchi Shuowan Lie saw after they had walked for an hour. The scene was shocking.
“This is the person among the thousand warriors who entered the Heaven Gate who did not understand the meaning of the sword, and was killed by the sword’s intention.”
Yuchi Shuowan Lie squatted down and stood for one The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl closed her eyes and said with a wry smile: "This is a group of people who are full of hope for the future. Just like the prince said, they are climbing up step by step, but how can things in the world be so easy?"
"It's not all about the sword's intention."
Xin Zhuo squatted in front of the body of a woman in her thirties who still had an attractive appearance. On her body, in addition to the scratches from the sword's intention, there was also a strange scratch. Mark, this does not seem to be an attack from a warrior.
Yuchi Shuowanlie walked over in surprise, his pupils narrowed slightly: "Is there a monster here?"
"Monster..."
Xin Zhuo stood up and walked to the opposite side, In front of a mountain wall that is completely different from other cliffs, I see a line of ancient seal script carved on the flat mountain wall, which I barely recognize:
"The Yin Deficiency of the Nineteenth Realm of Tianmen Mountain has worked hard to cultivate Yan Kaishan. Here he killed the sixth-level immortal Qingshan Fu to avenge the humiliation of insulting his wife! One day, he will kill the Qingshan Sect and remember it as a clear ambition!
Great Yan Jing "Yun seventeen years!"
Although it is only a few lines, it fully expresses the love and hatred among ancient warriors, and the cruelty of the ancient world of cultivators full of fantasy.
“In the seventeenth year of Jingyun, Dayan?” Yuchi Shuowanlie walked aside at some point and said in surprise: “Jingyun is the second reign title of Emperor Xianzong of Dayan, so far... ...More than nine hundred and fifty years ago! It turns out that this mountain stream was carved out by this monk from Yankai Mountain."
Couldn't it be carved out by Qingshan Fu?
Sixth level earth immortal? Nineteen realms of yin deficiency, when will this practice of martial arts come to an end?
Xin Zhuo stared at the handwriting for a while and felt that it was meaningless. The words "Xiao Ming came here for a visit" and "Li Gang loves Zhang Lan" left in the scenic spot in his previous life may have similar effects thousands of years later.
I was about to turn around and leave when I suddenly felt creepy, as if I was being stared at by something scary. I immediately turned around and saw a head sticking out from behind the stone wall, like a pineapple top. A tuft of red hair, blood-red eyes, and sharp teeth.
Looks like a five or six year old child, but with this weird look, he is obviously not a child.
"These hundreds of people must have been killed by this monster, let's go!"
Yuchi Shuowanlie also saw it, whispered something, and rushed away.
However, the child was faster and seemed to teleport in front of the two of them, unable to dodge or escape at all.
The two of them couldn't help but feel their scalps numb, but they saw the "child" sniffing Xin Zhuo and rushing towards Yuchi Shuowanlie with an "ouch".
Xin Zhuo was a little confused.
Yuchi Shuowanlie frowned slightly and waved his hand, leaving a shadow of the mountain forest. The person was already ten feet away. He walked through the shadows of trees and reached mid-air. He stretched out his hand and said, "Go with the sword!"
"Buzz——"
Dozens of tree shadows instantly turned into lifelike swords, heading straight for the "child".
The child seemed completely unafraid and moved faster. In the blink of an eye, he shuttled through the forest of sword shadows and arrived at Yuchi Shuowanlie's chest. He punched Yuchishuowanlie's heart with a small fist, rolling up a sword shadow of dozens of feet. .
This weird style of play was beyond the latter's understanding, and he didn't care about Xin Zhuo anymore. He exclaimed and walked into the distance with dense tree shadows.
Children screamed and chased.
Soon, the "child" and Yuchi Shuowan Lie disappeared behind layers of cliffs in the distance.
Xin Zhuo looked at the terrible marks left where the two fought and scratched the corner of his mouth, so why didn't the "child" attack him?
Just when I was not sure where to go, or chasing after him to take a look, I suddenly became wary and dodged dozens of feet away. When I looked back, I saw dozens of sword marks, densely intersecting, where I had just stood. Entangled, clawing deeply into the stone surface, if you were a little slower, you might end up dead.
Standing not far away was a young man, tall and strong, with a handsome face, but with a sneer at the corner of his mouth and eyes full of murderous intent.
This is obviously not a monster! Targeting himself like this, the master of Baiheqiu?
Little Venerable Realm! Judging from the smell, it is very mellow, I am afraid it has been in the country for a long time. "You are quite astute, no wonder you can be the king of the West Qin County!"
The young man smiled faintly, raised two fingers, "After you die, mention my name, Baiheqiu No. The third-generation disciple Ji Hai!"
He gently moved his fingers, and fifty or sixty sword shadows with extreme sharpness and power were wrapped up in the manic martial arts trend, as if he was wandering between heaven and earth, ignoring everything. Blocked, they came roaring to kill.
Xin Zhuo also had a desire to try and fight for his life. He flicked his fingers, and the true treasure of his life buzzed and spun, and flashed out, covering a radius of twenty feet with blood.
The terrifying nature of his true treasure cannot be resisted by ordinary great masters.
However, Jihai's eyes were full of jest: "The Grand Master cannot compete with the Venerable! Ridiculous true treasure!"
"Buzz——"
Also Before Xin Zhuo's destiny comes true, After the treasure was fully deployed, he was surrounded by dozens of phantom mountains transformed by weird and indescribable earth movements. Many towering trees quickly grew up in the mountains. The branches of the big trees twisted and rotated, shining with golden light, and the chaotic Come on.
This is the general trend of the world of martial arts in the Venerable Realm!
The sword shadow is the martial art of Jihai, and the earth potential, wood potential and metal potential are the general trends generated by his five elements of true energy condensing the Sumeru roots!
This person has at least reversed the three five elements of metal, wood, and earth!
Suppression of the straightforward realm!
And being kited, you can hardly see where he is, but you are endlessly entangled by his momentum!
It was just like when Zhao Ling of the Spirit Sword Sect was flown as a kite when he first met him.
This has nothing to do with your talent or means!
Don't fight forcefully, even if you barely hurt the opponent, your life will be over.
Xin Zhuo looked around, quickly analyzed where to escape, found a secret place to try to share the spirit sacrifice, and then entered the country.
But I heard the sound of swords coming from above my head. I looked up and saw the shadows of dozens of swords stabbing down from above.
The Venerable Realm is so terrifying? ?
I have met many venerables in the past, but I have never really fought against them or seen them do it.
Seeing that the sword shadow above his head was about to kill him, he immediately controlled the blood knife, his true treasure, and cut through the branches, trees and mountain shadows around him, dug out a "crack", and quickly got out.
However, just after escaping from the scope of the general trend of heaven and earth, the body was once again blocked by the three general trends of metal, wood and earth, and the sword shadow came behind him again.
Can't run or hide.
A trace of anger arose in Xin Zhuo's heart, and he controlled his true treasure blood sword, dyeing a thirty-foot radius red. The shadow of the sword was divided into three parts, three parts into hundreds, whizzing back and forth, slashing randomly.
The three general trends were in chaos in an instant, and even the group of sword shadows were a bit chaotic.
Then it jumped out, changing nine directions in a row like a ghost, without stopping, and changed nine directions again...
Until after burning the incense, I didn’t know what ghost place it was. Three streams intersect with each other, and the scenery is beautiful with lush mountain grass and colorful flowers in the distance.
The master of Baiheqiu named Jihai behind him was thrown to nowhere.
Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a burst of laughter coming from the opposite side. A pretty girl put her snow-white feet in the water to take a bath, causing a splash of water. She was not afraid of the remaining knife intent in the water.
He tilted his head and looked at him: "You can't run away, kid! We've been looking for you for a long time."
Happy New Year! There will be two more chapters later.
Thanks to my book friends for always giving me "Watch Your Show", I hope I will make a fortune in the coming year.
(End of this chapter)