Carefree Path of Dreams

Chapter 792: see through

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At the end of the Duanjiang Bridge, the sword energy was extremely cold.

The two human figures were flying like rabbits and falcons, and their swords were moving with thunderous sounds, as if the ancient gods of thunder and lightning were fighting with the Nine Heavens Thunder.

Ding ding!

Thin sword sounds continued to sound, and broken sword energy overflowed, causing the bridge made of huge rocks to have holes as densely packed as a honeycomb.

The warriors who had been watching had already retreated, but they felt that their trip was worthwhile.

"Gu Qixing is indeed the most talented swordsman in the Demon Sect. He can actually fight with the old man Huanhua Divine Sword Jiang to this day..."

"The sword is like a dragon, a thunder shock... Until today, we know what the highest realm of swordsmanship is! All the wild talk in the past is really ridiculous... Alas, I should go back and practice hard in seclusion for another twenty years. If I don't become a master, I will never come out. close!"

"As long as Gu Qixing doesn't die in the middle of the journey, he will be promoted to a first-class grandmaster, or even to the realm of celestial phenomena... But at this time, he is still inferior to Senior Jiang!"

choke!

Suddenly, the two swords intersected and the figures separated.

“…”

Gu Qixing was silent and raised the Seven Star Sword in his hand.

I saw many gaps appearing on this famous blade, getting bigger and bigger, and eventually exploded into countless fragments.

Even if his Seven Star Sword is not a magical weapon, it is still a first-class weapon, but at this time, it is still overwhelmed.

Gu Qixing couldn't help but look at the sword in Jiang Li's hand across from him.

The long sword in the hands of this philistine old man was simple and unpretentious, measuring three feet and three inches in length. The hilt was wrapped with thick linen silk, and the scabbard was just ordinary ebony. However, at this time, the sword body was as bright as new and not damaged at all.

Who wins and who loses is clear at a glance!

The scene fell silent, and then there was a burst of cheers.

"What sword are you using?"

Gu Qixing shook off the hilt of his sword, his voice cold.

"This sword has no name. When I was a boy, I asked the blacksmith Lao Li in front of my house to make it. It cost three kilograms and three ounces of iron and five taels and five cents of silver!"

Jiang Li stroked the ordinary long sword in his hand as if he were his lover: "I have played with many famous swords in my life, but this one is the one that I really like! Young people, instead of pursuing magic weapons, it is better to focus on In front of me…”

He had something to say, which shocked Gu Qixing. He had a bad premonition that his mind had been penetrated. At this time, he forced himself to calm down and sneered: "I admire your profound internal skills, but if what I hold in my hand is... Emperor Sword, do you still dare to say this?"

"Yes... I made a mistake!"

Jiang Li's master's aura disappeared, and he returned to his appearance as a philistine old man, as if he was the loser, begging for mercy.

Even Gu Qixing was helpless when meeting this old scoundrel, but surprisingly he didn't feel much hatred in his heart.

Boom!

At this moment, the sky in the distance suddenly darkened, and there seemed to be muffled thunder rolling past.

"Is it going to rain?"

Ordinary warriors looked at this scene and were already subconsciously looking for rain gear, but martial arts masters of level three or above had serious expressions on their faces: "Is this... a celestial phenomenon? Are there celestial phenomena realm warriors fighting?"

Jiang Li glanced at Gu Qixing in surprise, a little surprised.

The owner of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building came in person, and even the local branch was kept in the dark, but he knew it very well.

Originally, according to Chen Tianxiang's intelligence, there should be only one first-grade grandmaster in the Demon Sect.

Setting up this situation is basically a lion fighting a rabbit, and it also means using all your strength.

But unexpectedly, it seems that I caught a big fish by mistake

It's just that the Jiang family's wealth is too low. I hope these masters won't smash his little fortune into pieces when they fight against each other.

"There are actually Celestial Realm warriors fighting against each other? Such masters have become extraordinary and holy, no longer ordinary!"

A grandmaster also has relatives, friends, and many disciples.

In an instant, the news spread, and the surrounding warriors who were watching the excitement immediately became agitated: "If you can see such a land god taking action with your own eyes, you will die without regrets!"

The crowd was like a tide, rushing towards the sky. It was a mess. There were many warriors fighting with swords in order to grab a mount. Some people even felt that it was too slow to rush forward, so they directly used Qinggong, and the sky was black. Shadows come one after another, and it's as lively as going to a market.

"This seems to be... the chief landlord!"

Ao Zhan was also among the vanguard. When he came outside the Jiang family's old house, he looked a little wrong: "The ancient seven stars of the Demon Sect challenged the ancestors of the Jiang family, and soon such a big battle broke out in the Jiang family. The poster is here in person. It should be planned by Jianghu Zhengdao." The plan of setting up a net to catch fish! Hehe... No wonder the intelligence of my branch in the county suddenly failed, there are many omissions, so that’s it!”

It's a pity that he knew that this was the decision of the chief building owner. Even if he was given three more courages, he would not dare to act out and could only watch this scene from a distance.

Over the old house of the Jiang family, two celestial phenomena were entangled and consumed each other.

One is that the clouds are like funnels and the empty room is white, which is Chen Qiyou.

The other one was full of blood, arrogant and arrogant, with an obvious demonic style.

puff!

Suddenly, a sword light exploded, and the fine sword energy roared, spreading to the surroundings like wisps of drizzle.

Those warriors were immediately unlucky. Their bodies were pierced, and countless blood flew up from the ground and disappeared into the clouds, making them look even more monstrous.

"This is... the tenth blood-drinking sword of the Demon Soldier!"

Ancestor Jiang Li recognized it at a glance: "It's Nangong Wuwang who has arrived!"

"Blood Drinking Sword Master?"

"It's actually this owl!"

"I understand... The Demon Sect's invitation to fight is just a plan to attack the east and attack the west!"

A large number of martial arts people suddenly understood and looked at old man Jiang Li with pity. Some of them were impatient and were already looking for Gu Qixing, ready to cut him into pieces.

But how could this demonic sword be taught to others like this? Naturally, he has disappeared for a long time, leaving those who are interested in helpless.

Boom!

At this moment, a thunder rolled past high in the sky with an astonishing force.

Within the blood cloud, Fang Yuan frowned: "It's a bit troublesome..."

Chen Qiyou on the opposite side is undoubtedly much more difficult to deal with than Hen Tianhou.

His grasp of fighter planes and techniques has reached an incredible level.

The first move was to directly break the Blood Demon Sword with the Blood Demon Sword. If he hadn't changed his moves very quickly in the middle, he might have been defeated in one blow.

Sancai's chi mirror can see through the aura of heaven, earth and man. It can be said that every time Fang Yuan makes a move, Chen Qiyou already knows his next move, and even sees the flaw and has a strategy to dismantle it.

It is undoubtedly very painful to encounter such an opponent.

"Hey... Blood Demon! Your Great Blood Demon Skill has been broken into pieces. Don't you have any ideas?"

Fang Yuan slashed out with his sword, changing it nine times in a row. In the end, Chen Qiyou's fingerprint was stamped on the sword and he had to retreat.

In fact, if it weren't for the sharpness of the blood-drinking knife in his hand, Fang Yuan's situation might have been even worse.

"... In terms of skill, this person is only on par with the previous Hen Tianhou..." Blood Demon Yuanshen said: "Of course, with the help of the three-talented Qi Mirror, one part of his strength can be equal to ten of your strength, and he can If you have persisted until now, you have already responded quickly."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Fang Yuan's eyes turned cold. In fact, he still had Yuanli's trump card that he had not used.

However, once this move is used, it is the winner between life and death. If it is defeated again, then there is really only one way to escape.

"Can the Sancai gas mirror really break the source of power?"

Fang Yuan hesitated.

If it were in a low-dimensional world, this would be a complete joke.

But in this world, with the help of world rules, it is really hard to say.

The warriors in this world who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation are absolutely no different from demon gods, otherwise they would not be able to suppress the blood demon.

"This magic weapon is indeed troublesome and cannot be broken. The only one that is useful is you yourself!" Gorefiend continued: "The three-talent qi mirror can see through the qi machine, but if the qi machine in your body is round and flawless, without any flaws, Or maybe the flaw is so fleeting that he can't catch it, so he can still work!"

"Of course I know this truth, but how can there be perfect things in the world, with people like this, martial arts like this, and all things like this!"

Fang Yuan suddenly raised his knife with a sinister smile on his lips: "Actually, there is a third way!"

Boom!

The blood-drinking knife roared continuously, slashing up into the sky and separating the world.

"The Sancai telescope has no fighting power at all. Seeing through it is just seeing through it, but if I am ten times or a hundred times stronger than him! What's the use of seeing the flaws?"

Purple light bloomed directly in his pupils.

In the sky, Chen Qiyou, who originally had the pearl of wisdom in his hand, couldn't help but change his expression: "Why did his energy suddenly surge so much? What kind of secret method is it?!"

call out!

But in the next moment, he had no time to think about it anymore.

Fang Yuan's figure was like a martial arts breaking through the void, changing shape and form. When he came in front of him, he drew his sword smoothly.

Tsk!

Blood light flashed.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yuan fired ninety-nine eighty-one knives in a row, all of which were fatal.

Chen Qiyou quickly stepped back, crushing the blood-colored sword energy with his hands like butterflies piercing flowers.

But Fang Yuan let out a clear roar, and the blood-drinking knife flashed with light, and it was another ninety-nine and eighty-one blow.

Chen Qiyou's eyebrows glowed brightly, retreating again and again.

Around the body, many blood-red saber qi were broken and scattered, and the number was astonishing.

"Kill me!"

At this time, Fang Yuan stepped forward again and slashed with his sword.

As soon as the sword came out, the surrounding fragments of sword energy suddenly seemed to have a backbone, swarming in and gathering into an overwhelming sword aura.

This set of rapid attacks is like the three waves of the Yangtze River, especially the final convergence of swords. Even if Hate Tian Hou is resurrected, Fang Yuan has strong confidence to make him drink Hate!

Boom!

The sword soared into the sky, scattering the clouds and causing chaos between heaven and earth.

Chen Qiyou's face turned solemn under the sword, and his hands continued to move back and forth on the side of the sword as if slapping Hujia.

His palms turned into phantoms that filled the sky, and he did not know how many moves he made in an instant.

But the huge blood-red sword suddenly froze in mid-air and suddenly turned into fragments.

"Nangong Wuwang, give up! All your energy is under my eyes!"

Chen Qiyou stood with his hands behind his back, looking proud.

"Is it?"

Fang Yuan held the blood-drinking knife with a smile on his face.

Boom!

Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, dark clouds surged, and an overwhelming terrifying sword light fell from the sky!