"trick!"
Langxie San let out a low shout and made a tactic with both hands. Suddenly, a dazzling cold light shone from all parts of his body, and at the same time more than a hundred green lights flew out. When these green lights appeared, they swelled in the wind. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of The pale green flying sword appeared with astonishing momentum.
This sword is crystal clear, with shining golden patterns of suppressing evil, and it is actually made of Zhenxie bamboo. However, judging from the depth of green light flickering on the flying sword, it is all hundred-year-old Zhenxie bamboo. Su Xing secretly said extravagantly. The Heaven and Earth Suppressing Evil Sword Art is simply the nemesis of the Demon Sect.
After a flash of sword light, all the flying swords automatically lined up in a weird formation, circling above Langye Sanren's head, hiding cold murderous intent.
Su Xing didn't dare to be careless. Looking at the posture of Langxie Sanren, it was obvious that the posture of the sword art was the culmination of the practice of sword art. It might be difficult to deal with Tianlang Valley's favorable environment.
Su Xing can only summon twelve Heaven-Tearing Swords. Although there are few Heaven-Tearing Swords, they are made of ninth-order dragon scales and infused with golden flood dragon souls. Like a sea of gold covering Su Xing's surroundings, the dragon's chant is hidden, the aura is not weaker than that of Langye Sanren, but the aura of the Twelve Tear Heaven Swords was severely damaged in Wudu Mountain, and the sword formation could not be maintained for a long time at all.
Su Xing also intended to make a quick decision, so he cast a spell and said a few low-pitched mantras.
There was a buzzing sound from the flying swords above the head, and then all the flying swords shook at the same time, hundreds of feet of Xu Changjian Qi sprayed out from the sword array, turning into a dense golden dragon shadow and shooting towards the opposite side. On the way, they are connected into one body, turning into a cold light, dazzling and dazzling.
Seeing Su Xing's Golden Dragon Flying Sword, Langye Sanren showed a dignified expression. With his eyesight, he could see that this flying sword was more extraordinary than his "Heaven and Earth Suppressing Evil Flying Sword". Xing's cultivation base, now I also believe a little bit, if it is not for the star monk, how can there be such a sky-defying flying sword.
Langxie Sanren is afraid of the starry sky cultivator's sword art, and dare not use the flying sword to touch it. It is not worth it to hurt the aura of the sword in a fight. One point of the flying sword, one slap of the astral bag, and one slap of the big shield from the bag Flying out, a flash of inspiration, turned into a giant emerald shield in front of him. Then Langxie Sanren squeezed the magic formula with both hands, and colorful runes suddenly appeared on the shield, and then a layer of dark green shield emerged from these symbols, covering the whole body in one fell swoop.
This shield is the strongest defensive magic weapon of Langye Sanren "Tianlang Shield". Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration on the shield, and a solid solid light shield several times the size suddenly appeared from above, and then flew out directly, and Feijian went up to meet it.
The light shield suddenly magnified, and the green light swelled up. As a result, under the gaze of Langxie Sanren, the Tianlang shield wrapped all the flying swords in it. Like a rock, it blocked all these sword lights without moving, which seemed to be more than enough.
Langye Sanren flashed a gleam of joy.
Su Xing was not surprised at all. Tie Tian was still warming up and not as sharp as before. Even if he was in the peak state of Xinghe's early cultivation base, it would be a dream to tear apart the life-saving magic weapon of Xinghai's later stage monks. Pointing at the flying swords in the air, there was a sound of sword chiming, and all the flying swords gathered together in a certain place in the air as if they were being attracted.
The sword light flashed. A gigantic sword with a diameter of 10 meters appeared in the sky.
After Su Xing played several magic formulas in a row, the golden giant sword disappeared immediately, and it had already arrived when it appeared. On the top of Langxie Sanren's head, he heard a dragon roar, and the golden sword chopped down with a force of destruction, and the golden light covered it. The green light of the light shield feasted the eyes of the other monks and were stunned.
Langye Sanren greeted Tianlang Shield without hesitation.
"My brother's flying sword seems to be useless against him." An Suwen, who was watching the battle, frowned slightly. Su Xing attacked with all his strength, but the opponent's magic weapon was too strong, and it was difficult to break through. It would be a bad time to be able to detect the clues of Su Xing's cultivation.
"Don't worry." Wu Xin said confidently: "Young Master has already expected that Langye Sanren will definitely lose!"
Hearing Tianjixing's affirmation, An Suwen felt relieved and nodded.
"Sister Yingmei?"
An Suwen saw that Lin Yingmei was distracted, which was a bit rare.
"There seems to be a sister here too." Lin Ying brows expressionless.
"what?"
The two women were stunned for a moment, and following Lin Yingmei's gaze, they saw a red-haired girl at the foot of the mountain staring at them curiously. That's right.
"I didn't expect there to be a starfaller in Tianlang Valley. It's a bit unexpected. Let's leave her alone for now." Wu Xinjie said in a low voice.
Lin Yingmei nodded, but her eyes did not dare to be careless about the opponent's star general.
Suddenly, there was a shocking commotion from Tianlang Valley.
I saw a huge green lotus mountain suddenly pressing towards Langxie Sanren. When this mountain came out and covered a radius of ten miles, it was shocking to the world. The evil-suppressing golden patterns spread out to form a grand mammoth net to support the pressure of Qinglian Peak.
"Fellow Daoist Yun, I am convinced!"
Langye Sanren shouted immediately.
Su Xing was taken aback. He originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to catch the Bodhi tree and kill him when he used the escape method. It was impossible for Qinglian Peak to hold down the late Xinghai monks, but what he didn't expect was that Langxie Sanren would be so clean He surrendered neatly. Seeing what he said, Su Xing moved his divine sense, and Qinglian Peak suddenly shrank a thousand times and returned to Su Xing's palm.
"Fellow Daoist is amazing, I admire you very much." Langxie Sanren wiped off his sweat. Although he could dodge the giant green lotus peak, he could see that Su Xing had a lot of background. Langye Sanren naturally knew that he was no match, and the comparison was meaningless other than wasting mana, so he was willing to admit defeat.
It's just that Langye Sanren fell into Su Xing's trap without knowing it.
If it was a real life-and-death fight, how could it be so easy for Su Xing to deal with late Xinghai cultivators? His powerful sword array alone was enough to make Su Xing fly like a dog, not to mention his other hidden sword tactics. The reason why he would admit defeat was also taken advantage of by Su Xing. The starry sky cultivation that Su Xing showed left a shadow in his heart no matter what. In addition, as soon as Su Xing came out, he used all his strength to tear the sky, and then followed by a Prehistoric Lingbao, which of these supernatural powers is not a supernatural power that can only be possessed by great monks.
If Langye Sanren is really willing to fight, it will bring Su Xing a lot of trouble, but this is just a fighting method. It is not worthwhile for Langxie Sanren to destroy his flying sword and offend the monks in the starry sky. From the beginning of the fighting method, Langye Sanren's timid mentality is doomed to fail.
"Fellow Daoist is really powerful. Flying Sword and Primordial Spiritual Treasure really opened my eyes." Langxie Sanren lived deep in Tianlang Valley and didn't have any good magic weapons, and the strongest defensive magic weapon was still refined by Tianlang Bamboo.
"I dare not take it." Su Xing said with a smile.
"Please."
Falling down the valley, all the monks also looked at Su Xing with amazement, and the attitude of Langxie Sanren became extremely warm. At this time, a man and a woman came towards them. The girl was the one who had been sizing up Lin Yingmei before.
"Senior Langye, why did this powerful Starry Sky cultivator come to this valley?" the young man asked, clasping his hands.
Langye Sanren introduced: "This is Liu Shan, a cultivator from Tianlang Valley, and this is Senior Yunyouzi."
Then Liu Shanji nodded.
Su Xing nodded, but he had some fun with the red-haired girl.
"This is Qi'er, also a cultivator of Tianlang Valley."
"Tianlang Valley seems to be developing well." Su Xing said with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist, is there any interest?"
"That's easy to say, but now I urgently need the Suppressing Evil Langzhu for some important matters." Su Xing said.
Langye Sanren led everyone into the house, Na Qi'er smiled and said: "Who are these elder sisters from Senior?"
"My wife." Su Xing said bluntly.
Qi'er smiled happily: "Qi'er has met a few sisters."
"My sister really likes my sister." Wu Xinjie laughed, and then took Qi'er's hand and started talking with great interest, completely like a sister.
Su Xing rolled his eyes and ignored it.
After a while, Langye Sanren entered the room, "Liu Shan, Qi'er, you go down first!"
"As ordered."
As soon as they left, the Langye Sanren took out an evil-suppressing bamboo. What made Su Xing a little depressed was that this evil-suppressing bamboo was different from what he had imagined. Zhenxie Langzhu is a bit better, it can refine about three flying swords.
Seeing that Su Xing was a little dissatisfied, Langye Sanren apologized: "This is really the only Zhenxie Langzhu left in this valley."
Su Xing can also understand that it is quite good that such a good thing as Zhenxie Langzhu can be preserved for thousands of years.
"I have a request, fellow daoist, can you agree?" Langye Sanren suddenly said. "If Fellow Daoist is willing to agree, Tianlang Valley is willing to give a few more Evil-Suppressing Langzhus that are nearly a thousand years old."
Although the nearly thousand-year-old Zhenxie Langzhu is not as good, it is better than nothing, and it can barely forge twelve wooden flying swords.
"Whatever, just say it." Just after getting the favor of Langxie Sanren, Su Xing turned his face when he was not good.
"Recently, disciples of the Demon Cult suddenly came from the Underworld to attack Tianlang Valley. I have already killed a demon in the middle of the Star Sea, but it seems that those people will not let it go. I want to ask fellow Taoists to help Tianlang Valley."
"But I still have something urgent to do, so don't delay." Su Xing remembered Tang Lianxin's signing of the contract, and he didn't want to miss this time. Of course, what's more important is that he, a cultivator at the beginning of the galaxy, would be useful to participate.
"In just three days, the demon sect is coming so fiercely, Tianlang Valley is really helpless, the donkey is at the end of its rope."
The sincerity of what Langye Sanren said made Su Xing a little embarrassed to shirk it.
"I only have two days left." Su Xing thought for a while.
Two days is a bit short, but it was an accident to get the cultivator from the starry sky to agree, and the Langxie scattered people were also grateful. Seeing a late Xinghai ancestor so grateful to a early Xinghe monk, Su Xing couldn't laugh or cry.