Chapter 74 Youdu Battle Post (please read)
"Not good." Zhu Yuxian's cold voice sounded. The black soul-stealing energy had already entangled the enemy's body like a poisonous python, and then the white body Holding the dagger in his hand, he sealed his throat with the sword.
Be crisp and smooth, killing the enemy in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Shouren was stunned for a moment, but just sighed and said no more.
Pfft! Poof! Poof!
All three leaders were killed on the spot, and the remaining elders were unable to recover. After more than ten breaths, everyone except Li Qian was killed.
Du Hongyue shot Li Qian to the ground, "It would be too easy to kill him just like this. I think we can choose a good and auspicious day to chop this man alive to pay homage to those who died." Elder disciple. "
Taoist Xuanyang sighed and nodded, acquiescing. The losses of the Yun Cang Sword Sect in this battle were too great. Almost half of the disciples were killed and injured. It is not known how many years it will take to recover.
Boom!
At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly came from outside the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon.
"Hahaha!" A man in black, whose body was covered in a cloak, laughed and soared into the sky, flying several times on the cliffs, and then appeared to avoid the sword energy in front of him.
At the entrance of Broken Dragon Grand Canyon, a large number of elders and true disciples who had gone out finally came back, led by the leaders of Chixiao Peak and Baihong Peak.
The two leaders joined forces, the sky was full of ice and fire, the sword energy was raging, and they set off an extremely terrifying wave.
"These guys were too slow to come back at this time." Du Hongyue couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw these people, but she couldn't help complaining.
Xiao Shouren frowned and looked at the man in black who was forced to retreat by the two chief elders, "There are actually strong men who have been ambushing outside the Grand Canyon, and we have no idea at all."
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"He's from Youdu." Zhu Yuxian only said this and stopped talking.
"Stop it!" The figure covered in a black cloak shouted: "Otherwise, I won't be rude." As he spoke, an extremely terrifying aura surged around him, with a black and green aura. Manifest ghosts and gods.
"Youdu? Half-step heavenly being?" The first of the two peaks of Baihong and Chixiao stopped and looked at each other with a frown.
The man from Youdu looked back at the people on Xuanyang's side, and his voice echoed throughout the canyon, "Hahaha, I am here to pay tribute to your sect on the orders of the capital lord. The leader decided to fight, but he didn’t expect that something unexpected happened to your faction.”
“In order to prevent misunderstandings, we retreated from the canyon. I didn’t expect that it would be against the rules for the two of them to fight when they met. The way of guest.”
"War post?" Upon hearing this, several of the first elders' hearts suddenly sank, and their faces became a little ugly.
Du Hongyue held up a spear and shouted coldly: "Stop talking about these nonsense. You and I both know the root cause of today's incident."
"You ghost What trick do you want to use?"
"Trick?" The man was covered in a black cloak and couldn't see his appearance, but the contempt revealed in his words was clearly conveyed to everyone. in human ears.
“If I, Youdu, want to deal with you, why do we need any tricks?”
"The Lord of the Capital has stepped into heaven and human beings, like immortals and gods. He has long been different from the ordinary world. He can only destroy you with a backhand."
"The Lord of the Capital has heard that you, Master Yun Cang, teach you to close the barrier of life and death and gain enlightenment. The Way of You is quite similar to my Youdu Divine Art. , Seeing that Hunter is happy and wants to argue with each other, he sent me a special invitation to fight."
The chief elders looked at each other, their hearts sinking to the bottom. The reason why the leader is in seclusion is for this. Take the last step to deal with the pressure of Youdu.
He has not left seclusion for so many years. Everyone knows that the hope is very slim. The Lord of Youdu issued a war message at this time, which is even worse for Yun Cang.
Taoist Xuanyang suppressed the heavy feeling in his heart, took a step forward and said: "The master is in retreat, where is the war post? I will pick it up for him."
"You?" The man from Youdu sneered: "I'm just afraid you won't be able to take it."
Taoist Xuanyang was so despised, so he didn't get angry. He just said lightly: "Don't worry about it. Just take out the battle sticker. "Oh, if you don't overestimate your ability, I will help you." The man from Youdu took out a scroll from his sleeve. It was like ink and engraved with gold threads. Obscure and obscure.
“You have to take it.”
Taoist Xuanyang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to take the scroll.
But the moment his hand touched the scroll, the scroll suddenly flew into the air without any wind, and then unfolded with a splash, revealing a palm on it.
Yes, this scroll depicts a palm.
The palm is as crystal clear as jade, but it seems to be composed of countless densely packed small characters, and each character is filled with the aura of black evil.
Boom!
The moment the scroll was unrolled, dark clouds suddenly covered the nine heavens, and the snowflakes getting bigger and bigger were rolled up by the terrible storm, forming a tornado that reached the sky and the earth.
A big black hand protruded from the scroll, rising up in the wind, covering the sky in the blink of an eye, and then came down with fierce pressure.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Everyone in the Yuncang Sword Sect turned pale, and the long swords in their hands buzzed fiercely. But facing the giant palm falling from the sky, they felt fear and powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts.
"Is this... the power of a celestial being?" Lu Chengfeng could hardly believe his eyes. Even a strong man who is half a step into the celestial realm, although his fighting power is tyrannical, he is still a mortal. Fetus, it's just that the true energy is more powerful.
But the scene in front of me is like the coming of a myth. Is this really something human beings can do?
Even the four leaders present turned pale.
Seeing that the giant palm was squeezing the air and everyone was out of breath, Taoist Xuanyang took out a bronze token from his arms and shouted in a solemn tone: "Qingyun."
Old Man Kuzhu At some point, a token was taken out, and an old voice sounded, "Huanglong."
The voices of the other two leaders also sounded one after another.
"White rainbow."
"Chixiao."
As soon as he finished speaking, sword energy rushed out from the token and went straight into the sky. The sword light was like a giant pillar reaching the sky, instantly shattering the endless wind and snow.
A sword light also rushed up from the depths of Trapped Dragon Abyss. The five sword lights turned into light pillars that reached the sky, and in the blink of an eye they collided with the giant palm covering the sky.
Boom!
There seemed to be thunder exploding above the nine heavens. Lu Chengfeng felt his eyes go dark, and his eardrums stung extremely. He quickly used his internal energy to protect his body. When he came back to his senses and looked again, the giant palm covering the sky, five colors All the sword light has disappeared.
Only the war sticker slowly fell from the air and finally fell into the hands of Taoist Xuanyang.
It was only then that Lu Chengfeng understood where the five sword lights soaring into the sky came from when the mountains shook and the beasts roared that night.
“Hahaha, no one from the Yun Cang Sword Sect who suppressed Liangzhou can take over my battle in Youdu. It is really ridiculous to rely on the treasure left by the ancestor to survive.”
“Next year. On July 15th, the Lord will kiss Yun Cang. Let’s see if you have anything to say.”
“Hahaha, I’ll go too!”
The man from Youdu laughed and jumped into the air, flying over the cliffs like a ghost before leaving quickly.
Bai Hong and Chi Xiao pressed the hilts of their swords tightly, but after looking at each other, they still did not make a move.
At this time, all the visions in the sky have dissipated, and the snow is getting heavier and heavier. The goose feathers of snow fall down, mixing with the corpses and blood on the ground.
Cold, bleak!
(End of this chapter)