THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 432: The Same Steps
“Huh, Ling Chuxi, it turns out your strength is nothing more than that.” Seeing Ling Chuxi's gloomy sword spirit, E Shulan sneered mockingly.
As soon as the sound fell, I saw the falling dust sword Huaguang appeared, a colorful light shining brightly, like a rainbow.
"How can this be ... These are all five elements!" E Shulan opened his mouth in surprise, muttering to himself.
Not until this sword shot, Ling Chuxi knew the distance between master and the early stages. After comprehending the strength of the five elements, the solidity of the sword qi had doubled, and he was still five elements, resulting in the impure attributes of the five elements. It could be imagined that if it was a single five element attribute, the sword force would be much stronger.
Only then did he know how lucky he was to be defeated by Ling Gusong when he was promoted to Grand Master. If it wasn't because he was studying the Cangyuan swordsmanship, not because of the world's determination, or because Ling Gusong's strongest martial art was embroidery rather than sword embroidery, at the early stages of every teacher, there was no chance of winning in front of him.
What surprised Ling Chuxi was that when he saw the sudden explosion of the five sword spirit elements, the appearance of the silver robe priest in front of him did not change at all, and he still had no waves, and he still had no waves, as if wearing a mask.
If this was because of his calmness as a priest, but his shot had not changed at all, not also because Ling Chuxi's strength had exploded, he had not weakened either.
“Blowstroke!” The two swords crossed, and the silver-robed priest took a few steps back, and the blood mark was pulled straight from the shoulder to the ribs, revealing his bones.
Blood flowed out like a spring, but the priest was not sick, he did not even hum, but only stopped the bleeding a little, and then tilted his long sword towards Ling Chuxi.
Ling Chuxi did not expect the other party's thoughts to be so determined. The falling dust sword turned around and another Cangyuan sword shot down towards the other party's head. The sword gas roared with splendor, and its power was slightly greater than before.
However, the other party remained unmoved, as if looking at the sword killing Ling Chuxi as if he had yet to see it. The ancient sword in his hand pierced his heart, and it turned out to be the same sword.
Ling Chuxi did not expect that the temple priest was even fiercer than the assassins fleeing from the turbulence in space. Only then did he fight, and he started to die, and had to return to the sword and retreat.
After the sword gas, it still left shallow traces of blood on the face of the silver robe priest.
The silver-robed priestess was unconscious, and even the hand that held the sword did not tremble at all, and still pierced Ling Chuxi's heart.
Ling Chuxi had no choice but to retreat at full speed, which escaped from the sword that the other party had to die for.
But at this moment, the Huangfu extinction situation was not optimistic. His attack on the golden sword qi, which was famous for attacking, did not bring any psychological pressure to the other party. As soon as he shot, the three silver-robed priests were all dead. The sword force did not give him a chance to maneuver.
He could sense that even though his opponent was a late master, they could not exert their strongest strength. With his strength, even if they could not be defeated one by one, it would not be difficult to hold them for a short time, but face this Once he emerged with the same style of play, it would not be difficult to hold them back, he's powerless.
Sword Qi volleyed, and several blood robes flew out from some silver-robed priests, but some powerful sword qi also hit the Huangfu imperial sword body at the same time, surprised him to fly back.
“OK!” Huangfu nodded completely, but did not stop completely.
The domain technique was a double-edged sword. If it doesn't work, it will put him in a desperate situation. He had to protect Ling Chuxi's integrity.
Ling Chuxi took a step back, and the mind immediately sunk into the sky and soul. In the sea of thoughts and spirits, consciousness condensed like a sword, one point and two points and four points, spurting towards the heads of the four silver-robed priests.
"Ding", at the same time, the sound of sword chants rang out, four sword intangible qi piercing towards the two.
The silver light shone like a meteor in the night sky, but it was so fast that it was hard to catch with the naked eye.
But just before Jianguang was about to approach the two of them, he suddenly stagnated.
“Successful!” Ling Chuxi was shocked. Immediately, his figure trembled, wow spewing blood, and his face turned pale.
Even though his Jianxin Soul Breaking had been practiced to the second level, it was more than double than before, but this time it was faced with the masters of the last four masters, even if the mind was destroyed, but there is only a trace of God The power of the mind is much more comparable.
Ling Chuxi also faced a powerful counterattack while attacking the other party's mind.
And the last trace of the other party's mind was quickly restored, and the sword stabbed towards the two without changing, and there was only a momentary pause in the middle.
But that was enough for this momentary pause. Huangfu cleared a clear whistle, and the longsword was as fast as lightning, passing by several people.
The four silver-robed priests stood silently in front of them like four statues.
It was a long time before some traces of blood mist were sprayed from their chests like fountains. The wind blew their long hair like ice, until then, the old face had not changed at all, and it remained indifferent.
“Kill!” Suddenly, the silver-robed priest's mouth made the syllable raspy, flashing red in his eyes.
This was the first and last word Ling Chuxi heard from their mouths.
“Not good!” Huangfu Qingjue saw what they saw with color in their eyes, and she stood in front of Ling Chuxi in an instant.
"Thousand Breaks ... No killing!" Huangfu shouted loudly and burned his blood to use martial arts.
Golden light flew out from his sword like stars, forming a curtain of golden light, blocking them in front of them.
“Boom!” There was a loud sound, and the body of a silver-robed priestess was instantly torn apart, and a powerful stream of air came.
“Self-explosion!” Ling Chuxi had just reacted. The silver-robed priest chose to blow himself up at the last moment of his life. I really don't know what method the temple used to injure their minds. It's just a little spirituality.
I don't want Huangfu to eradicate the field of use, but I don't expect to use it in the end. I just hope he won't be too sick this time.
Ling Chuxi looked forward to it, and then she heard some loud noises, and some silver-robed priests chose to explode.
This was the master of the deceased master, although he had been seriously injured, but the power of self-blasting could not be underestimated.
“Go!” Huang Fu's countenance also changed greatly, even if he used the terrain, he couldn't resist the explosive power of the four master masters in the next period, either, and he took one hand at Ling Chuxi's waist and tried his best to retreat backwards.
“Ah!” E Shulan also uttered a cry of fear, clearly things beyond her expectations.
He thought Ling Chuxi was really dying this time. How could he know that the four silver-robed priests suddenly had swords, letting Huangfu take the opportunity to kill them one by one.
Mu Liufeng had taken off his mask, revealing that handsome face.
However, at this moment, his face was no longer cynical, and there was no smile. He looked serious and deep in his eyes. I don't know if it's an illusion. Ling Chuxi always felt that her eyes were a bit heavy, or rather pitiful. It was similar to Mur Liufeng, who was familiar with Ling Chuxi.
“You back off,” Mu Liufeng said to Ling Chuxi.
It could be seen that the blow only left him slightly injured and his face looked pale, but his eyes were very firm.
Ling Chuxi and Huangfu retreated backwards. Their current situation was unable to help them. The only thing they could do was to heal the wounds and restore their strength as soon as possible.
Look at Mu Liufeng, who came out of the air and blocked his sword. The look of the golden robe priestess did not change, and once again stepped forward, the sword was cut.
This sword was simple and had no end, but with a sense of majesty and majesty, it was clearly stronger than the sword earlier.
“Master, be careful!” Ling Chuxi could not help but remind him.
Mu Liufeng's expression became even more solemn, and he took a step forward and faced the sword.
Between the aspects of Jian Qi, the world changed color.
The meaning of the sword was exactly the same as the meaning of the golden robe priest.
Seeing that they had the same sword intent, Ling Chuxi could not help but be a little surprised.
Sword Qi slammed down, and Yin Ming Longming, Mu Liufeng took another step back.
His face was gray and white, and a hint of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously the wound was slightly worsened.
The golden robe priest stepped forward and cut again.
Mu Liufeng wiped his bloodstain, gritted his teeth, and greeted him again.
The golden robe priest advanced step by step, every step, he cut the sword, his strength stronger than the sword.
Mu Liufeng did not retreat for half a minute, but also appeared against the sword again and again, staggered repeatedly.
His sword-wielding right hand had already broken, blood was dripping down, and his left leg was slightly bent, he was shocked by the strong might of the golden-cloak priest, and his forehead was already sweating, but his eyes were still determined, but only his eyes were determined. Sadness is stronger than ever.
Both Ling Chuxi and Huangfu were slightly startled, Every sword caused by Mu Liufeng was exactly the same as a golden robe priest, not only in a similar form, but more importantly, it was like a god. Cultivation was definitely worse.
In Ling Chuxi's memories, this was not Mu Liufeng's sword intent, his original sword intent was hidden, as if his appearance. However, Ling Chuxi did not understand why he had to change his sword intent against the golden robe priest, and he did not understand why he was so familiar with the golden robe sword.
“Master!” Seeing the golden-robed priest take another step forward, and Mu Liufeng was still reluctant to use his original sword intent, still raising the sword like the other party, stepping forward, shouting anxiously.
If Mu Liufeng was willing to use light and elegant swordsmanship, even if he was no match for the opponent, he would not be defeated so cleanly and embarrassedly, either, but he insisted on sticking stubbornly, what was he thinking? .
Ling Chuxi felt her strength had recovered, and she was ready to help. Of course he did not want anything to happen to Mu Liufeng.
"Go home .. go home!" The golden robed priest's hand slowly fell down.
Moreover, E Shulan's face changed, and the scene before him had exceeded his expectations.
E Shulan read an ancient and unknown spell, a strange breath wave emanating from his body.
“Not good!” Ling Chuxi was shocked.
There was a shock in his mind at the same time, as if an extremely thin pointed needle pierced through his mind and shattered his mind. He immediately understood that this was also some kind of mind attack method. He had a broken hearted sword technique to protect his mind, but he was not afraid, but Mu Liufeng's father was different. A lot of things have changed.
Ling Chuxi's move would move forward to stop E Shulan. Unfortunately, it's too late. The eyes of the golden robe priestess were once again covered with layers of mist and became empty.
“This prostitute!” Ling Chuxi's murderous chance appeared, and he wanted to slap E Shulan to death.
Before, E Shulan hid behind the golden-robed priestess, Ling Chuxi was injured again, there was no way to begin, and there was certainly no such opportunity. Now the golden-robed priestess recovered for a short time, but when she had the chance, she did not expect him to react so quickly, and recited the spell.
“Master, kill them, kill them!” E Shulan looked at the killing intent in Ling Chuxi's eyes and shouted in horror.
The golden-robed priestess was shocked, and the long sword waved high, emitting a great light.
Having just found a trace of calmness and once again being attacked by the thought of E Shulan's spell, he had fallen into a restless state of uneasiness, and this sword had no previous intention of appearing.
Opening and closing, the mighty golden sword qi completely enveloped Ling Chuxi, Huangfu, and Mu Liufeng.
“Liufeng cut his sword, cut it!” From the moment he appeared to this moment, he finally said a few words in his mouth.
But hearing these words, Ling Chuxi was not surprised.
the field! He ended up using his territory.
The face of the golden robe priestess glowed red, as if it was full of blood, which was a sign of blood burning.
Burning essence and blood, with his strength, could usually play on the field, but he burned essence and blood.Of course, his sanity had been lost in the killing.
Sword qi revolved like a black cloud, and it was like a surging wave, covering the three of them.
In the streams of air and the golden robed priest sword, that cold slayer was even more terrifying than the boundless sea of ice.
“Go!” Mu Liufeng stretched out his hand and pushed Ling Chuxi and Huangfu away.
And himself, without fear of attacking the priestess of the golden robe.
"Dad, what is this Liufeng Sword Field? Unfortunately, I can't understand it yet. If I understand this sword field, I might be able to wake you up completely," Mu Liufeng muttered.
His expression was so determined, so persistent, and so decisive.
Ling Chuxi understood that Mu Liufeng wanted to use his father's sword territory to understand his sword territory. This might be his only chance to wake up his father.
However, to him, it was tantamount to betting, betting, and his life.
“Liufeng cut off his sword, cut it!” Mu Liufeng also shouted, and the long sword crossed.
Countless Jianmang bent his body and let out a cloud of blood mist, but his movements and momentum were still arrogant and wild. The expression is still very determined!