Chapter 231 Fighting again to build the foundation
“Senior brother, no!”
Shi Gang is calm, although the person in front of him is unknown, but he can cut off the Duxiu pen with one sword, which is obviously his strength Not to be underestimated.
Although he reminded him, Lu Duxiu didn't seem to hear it. He quickly took out a wine jar from the storage bag, raised his hand to tear open the jar, and then patted the wine jar. .
Bang!
A burst of green smoke came out of the wine jar, and then a short old man wearing a scarf and naked back appeared. It's just that this person's figure is like smoke and mist, illusory and unreal. It seems that it is not an entity, but is transformed by green smoke.
"Please ask for spiritual skills?" Shui Linglong's eyes widened and she said with some uncertainty.
"Hey, little doll, you still have some knowledge!" the little old man said with a smile.
"Meet the ancestors!" Lu Duxiu saluted the old man at this time.
"Hey, why did you recruit me out again? I remember the last time I came out was three years ago!" the little old man said leisurely with his hands behind his back.
"The enemy this time is a sword cultivator. He cut Duxiu Bi into two pieces with just a raise of his hand. I beg my ancestor to use his magical power to kill this person and vent his evil anger for me!"
The little old man listened. Immediately after that, his eyes widened and he blew his beard and said: "What! He actually cut off the Duxiu pen that I passed on to my descendants. What bastard is so bold!"
"That's the person!" Lu Duxiu stretched out his hand. One finger beam He spoke and said viciously: "My ancestors must beat him until his soul is gone, and he will never be reincarnated forever!"
"So it's you." The little old man snorted coldly: "You dare to attack my descendants, It's not a pity to die!"
As he spoke, he put the two small hands that were transformed into green smoke together, and then pulled them apart again. Liang Yan took a closer look and saw a giant brush appearing between his hands. .
The brush was as thick as the mouth of a bowl. As the old man opened it with both hands, its full length was gradually revealed, and it was already over six feet.
“Here comes the wine!”
With a loud shout, Lu Duxiu behind him hurriedly handed over the wine jar. The little old man held the brush in both hands like a mop, and drank. He dipped it in the altar, then turned around and wrote in the air. He actually wrote the word "kill" with wine!
A violent murderous intention emerged from the font, and instantly filled an area of ten feet in radius.
“Junior Brother Liang, retreat first!” Shui Linglong shouted upon seeing this: “The strength of this spiritual body has reached the early stage of foundation building, and we can no longer match it!”
"Hey, you want to run?"
Shi Gang next to him chuckled, his skin turned into stone again, and he rushed towards Shui Linglong again.
Although he looks rough and wild, he is actually cautious by nature. He was frightened by the power of Liang Yan's sword before, and he already had the intention of retreating in his heart. But now that he saw Lu Duxiu's trump card, he immediately felt relieved and secretly made up his mind that he only needed to entangle one person.
Seeing Shi Gang coming, Shui Linglong had no choice but to use her magical power again and fought with him. Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she saw Liang Yan still standing there with his hands behind his hands, as if he had not even thought about escaping.
“This idiot is somewhat loyal,” Shui Linglong thought to herself.
At this moment, she was entangled by Shi Gang, mistakenly thinking that Liang Yan couldn't bear to leave her and run away alone, but she didn't know that Liang Yan had once killed a foundation-building monk with only his sword.
They were both in the early stages of foundation building. At that time, the physical body of the layman Gusong was still alive and he was in his heyday. However, the little old man in front of him was just a lonely ghost. How could Liang Yan let him go? In the heart.
"After the sword of Zhujian Pavilion was completed, I haven't used it to my fullest yet. Today is the perfect time to test the sword with you!"
Liang Yan murmured in his mouth, picked up the sword formula in his hand, and immediately fixed the light sword. Trembling above his head.
Zheng!
Accompanied by a melodious sword cry, the flying sword above his head suddenly lit up with two kinds of brilliance: the cold moonlight and the bright starlight! The power of stars and moonlight slowly flows on the sword, adding a bit of chill to the already dark forest. "Huh?"
The little old man's complexion changed slightly, but at this moment the arrow was on the string and he had to shoot. He didn't care to find out whether the other party was real or not, he just picked up the wine jar and raised his head and took a big sip.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of old wine was sprayed on the word "kill" in front of him. The little old man was drunk and looked up with a smile: "Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles!" Go!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the word "kill" flew towards Liang Yan, but Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged. With a pinch of the sword in his hand, the light sword above his head roared out, shooting towards the word "kill" in the air. go.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the swords intersected in the air, bursting out with a dazzling white light. Lu Duxiu, who was watching the battle, and Shui Linglong and Shi Gang, who were fighting together, could not help but The ground retreated several feet to the outside.
When the white light dissipated, I saw that the surrounding land was covered with fallen vegetation and devastation! Killing intent and sword intent were galloping in this area, and they were entangled with each other. For a while, they were evenly matched.
"What! What is your background as a junior? How can you have such a powerful sword intent when you are obviously only at the eighth level of Qi refining!" The little old man looked surprised and uncertain, his eyes fixed on Liang Yan. He looked back and forth with the flying sword, and then said: "And your flying sword is not simple!"
Liang Yan smiled slightly in his heart and thought to himself: "Can it be simple? This is a flying sword that is integrated with the galaxy sand!"
But he would definitely not say this directly. He was the one who responded to the little old man's series of questions. The sword technique in the hand.
As the sword formula changed, the fixed light sword in mid-air suddenly flashed with inspiration, and instantly transformed into three, splitting into three identical flying swords.
"The sword light differentiates!"
Before the little old man could react, the three silver-white flying swords were already flying up and down, slashing towards the word "kill" from different angles. With each strike of Feijian, the word "kill" became a little thinner. In just a few moments, it had become vague and almost disappeared.
"No! Ancestor, this person seems a little weird! Otherwise, we should withdraw!" Lu Duxiu was strong on the outside but strong on the inside. At this moment, seeing Liang Yan's strong sword intent, he actually felt timid.
"Shut up! You loser!" the little old man scolded angrily: "If it weren't for the thin spiritual power in your body and insufficient cultivation, how could I be summoned by you with only the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building?"
Lü Duxiu's face turned red and white as he yelled and scolded her. She lost all color for a moment and could only accept it.
“Bring me some wine and let me fight your ancestor for another three hundred rounds!” the little old man said with a bold smile.
“Yes!”
Lu Duxiu respectfully carried the wine jar. The little old man held a mop-sized brush and dipped it in the wine jar. Then he wrote three words in a row, namely "Heng", "Jue" and "Ba". !
Just when he had just formed these three characters, he suddenly saw in surprise that the three flying swords opposite him seemed to sway slightly, and the next moment they all disappeared.
"What the hell is this kid doing?" The little old man's mind froze slightly, but he immediately shouted in his heart: "No!"
He turned around suddenly and was surprised to see three people White light suddenly appeared above Lu Duxiu's head, and then twisted downwards quickly.
Swish, brush, brush!
Three blasts broke through the air. Before Lu Duxiu could react to what was happening, he was cut into three pieces by Liang Yan.
“No!”
The little old man was furious and shouted to the sky, his eyes full of regret. However, Lu Duxiu is dead at this moment. As a spirit summoned by Lu Duxiu, he naturally cannot exist.
As the breeze blew in the forest, the little old man finally turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.
(End of this chapter)