The leader of the family, that is, the burly man, rushed to the front. The magic weapon he held was different from that of the other dozen or so white-clothed family generals. Not only did the flying swords have the same style, but even the silver soft armor on his body was different. Totally different from others.
The flying sword held by the burly man was a huge sword that was almost a foot wide. The sword was glowing with silver and there was a blood groove in the middle. The blades on both sides were slightly tilted downwards. Look at the blood radiating from this huge flying sword. The breath is clearly another low-grade spiritual weapon.
The soft armor worn by more than a dozen other white-clad generals only protected their bodies, not their arms. But this burly man was actually wearing a magic weapon armor. The simple armor had from time to time. Fluorescence flows through it, and a simple runic array is engraved on it. Although it is a magic weapon and armor, it is still valuable.
At this moment, this burly man actually held a giant sword in one hand and rushed towards Zhao Jiuge with a rampant momentum.
When it comes to playing with swords, Zhao Jiuge has never been afraid of anyone. Not to mention that these dozen or so people are just monks at the Spiritual Pill Realm and Foundation Establishment Realm. Even if their cultivation is more advanced, Zhao Jiuge will dare to use his sword whenever he encounters an enemy.
Raising his wrist slightly, Han Ming immediately shook out a few sword flowers, and then raised the tip of Han Ming's sword from bottom to top, and a silver sword energy flew out diagonally like the Milky Way falling across Jiuzhou.
This attack fell directly in front of the burly man who bore the brunt of the attack. Seeing the sudden sword energy, the burly man's face suddenly became serious. He changed his sword from one hand to two-hand, and then his anger sank into his dantian, and the spiritual energy in his body roared. With his eyes narrowed and blinked, he came to the silver sword energy in front of him. He swung the giant sword in his hand with both hands and slammed it down.
"Boom..."
The violent impact and roar spread from the place of collision to the surroundings. The burly man couldn't help but stumble. Although he successfully resisted the sword energy, the sharp and sharp aura that hit his face still made him feel pain. .
The beard on his chin was directly annihilated by the sharp sword energy. He was simply protected by an armor. The remaining sword energy was not weak. It had been blocked by his own armor, and even the aura on the armor was dimmed. few.
After blocking the blow, the burly man looked at Zhao Jiuge with raised eyebrows. The hands holding the giant sword couldn't help but tremble slightly. They were also in the late stage of the spiritual elixir realm. The gap between the two sides was undoubtedly huge. The quality of the flying sword magic weapon, the cultivation of Sword fighting, as well as the quality of the elixir, all these factors determine the gap between the two sides.
An expert would know if there was any as soon as he made a move. The burly man understood the rough gap between the two sides after just this tentative attack, and he couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. After the blow, the burly man's chest only rose and fell slightly, and he did not continue to attack. He was not stupid. He knew that he could not defeat him alone, so why continue to humiliate himself? His side had the numerical advantage. He was waiting now. When the beautiful young woman with purple gauze is ready, let's take action together, otherwise he won't be sure at all when facing Zhao Jiuge.
However, Zhao Jiuge didn't think so, as the burly man thought. He just wanted to solve these troubles quickly so that Pei Susu could relax. With this thought, the movements in his hands naturally became heavier, and he moved He didn't have that much thought in his hands, and now he hated the Bai family members in his heart.
Unmoving like a mountain, moving like thunder.
Zhao Jiuge's eyes were cold. After knocking back the burly man with a sword, he gained the upper hand. His figure flickered, and the 'Han Ming' in his hand danced with afterimages.
With another move, the second level of the Xuantian Sword Technique was released, and a sad sword intent rushed towards his face. The sweeping sword energy was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, desolate and spectacular.
The burly man's eyelids twitched, and he felt a little horrified. Even though he was highly valued by the Bai family and had been rewarded with many martial arts and sword techniques, there was nothing he could practice that could be compared to the mysterious Xuantian Sword Art. His eyes Li has been deeply shocked by this magnificent sword intent.
Fortunately, after the previous exchange of swords between the two of them, the twelve white-clothed generals behind the burly swordsman were given a chance to buffer. After two breaths, the twelve Foundation Establishment monks had already raised their swords. Come on, the same magic weapon flying sword, the same magic weapon armor, even the movements are uniform!
With their hands raised and their swords raised, the movements of the twelve people were like one person dancing a flying sword.
Then twelve low-grade flying swords of the same style passed directly through the hands of twelve white-clothed generals, flew directly in the void, and shot towards Zhao Jiuge. Sword style!
In an instant, swords rained down in front of Zhao Jiuge. With the effort of catching his breath, the twelve generals directly blocked the thunderous strike. However, looking at the swords falling like rain, Zhao Jiuge's face showed no emotion at all. The sword energy condensed by the autumn wind in the second level of sword fighting directly faced the twelve flying swords with powerful momentum.
The burly man's eyes showed anxiety. He turned around and looked at the beautiful young woman with purple gauze. He didn't understand why her movements were not ready yet.
The beautiful young woman wearing a purple gauze, with her hair in a high bun and red lips was closing her beautiful eyes slightly at the moment. The aura of spiritual power on her body was getting stronger and stronger. As her aura continued to improve, the aura continued to grow. Flash up.
The burly man just glanced at the situation of the beautiful young woman with purple gauze, then turned around. At the same time, the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body suddenly started to boil like boiling water. Zhao Jiuge was not the only one who had a trump card, he also had one.
As the spiritual aura around the burly man's body became a little chaotic, a bloody aura suddenly emerged. The burly man raised his left hand, bit it fiercely, and a drop of blood popped out, and then used this drop of blood as a weapon. The introduction directly sacrifices part of the essence and blood in one's body, allowing one's aura strength to temporarily increase.
To put it bluntly, this method is to burn one's own essence and blood in exchange for a short period of spiritual power in order to quickly gain strength. However, although this method looks very good, it does a lot of harm to oneself. Blood is inherently precious and difficult to maintain, let alone part of it. This burly man will not be able to recover in a few years, but he has no choice for the Bai family. As long as he kills Zhao Jiuge, everything he has paid will be worth it. After all, his Ming quite had already sold it to the Bai family.
When the burly man completely released and used this magic spell, blood mist continued to emerge around his sturdy body, rolling continuously, and then stared at Zhao Jiuge with fierce eyes. In order to kill Zhao Jiuge this time, he was considered He was willing to go all out. After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, he would not make any progress in his cultivation in at least the past two years. He could only recuperate his body. However, the effort and reward must be directly proportional. As long as he successfully kills Zhao Jiuge, he will Not only can he obtain spiritual weapons and a large amount of cultivation resources, but his status in the Bai family will definitely get closer.
"Boom..."
The crisp sound of metal collisions continued to sound everywhere, and the twelve flying swords that were like a rainbow were instantly swept away by Zhao Jiuge's autumn sword energy, and fell down like locusts. Some of the flying swords broke apart directly, and some even After it fell to the ground, there was no flash of spiritual light. Even the power of the top-quality spiritual weapon that had not been tempered by the fire of Ziyuan was still so overbearing.
"Han Ming" continued to dance, firing several sword energy in unison.
Those white-clothed generals whose magical flying swords were damaged could only shake their bodies slightly and return to normal, while those who were more serious could not help but turn pale and vomit blood.
"Pfft."
The subsequent sword energy directly bombarded the physical bodies of the twelve white-clothed generals, making dull sounds one after another.
Suddenly, all the white-clothed generals who were hit were covered in blood and flesh, and their blood dyed their white-clothed bodies red. Everyone was covered in wounds from sword wounds.
Just these few sword qi directly caused the five white-clothed generals to lose their breath of life, and the sword qi directly hit their vital points and died. As for the others, they were not much better. They all suffered varying degrees of injuries and were lying on the ground in a mess.
Even those who were seriously injured and survived were still dying and had no fighting power in a short period of time. After the outbreak, Zhao Jiuge's strength had improved to a certain extent!
Seeing that several of his brothers who usually spent time with him died like this, the burly man's eyes were about to burst, and he suddenly felt angry. Looking at Zhao Jiuge's figure, he was filled with murderous intent.
Seeing that more than a dozen white-clothed generals had finally lost their fighting power and no longer pestered him, Zhao Jiuge did not continue to kill him. As for the strangeness around the burly man's body, he had already noticed it, but he did not pay attention to it. , in his opinion, no matter what method is used, it is only used to enhance his own strength, and there is nothing that cannot be destroyed with strength.
At this moment, another strong and sharp aura suddenly burst out. It was emanating from the beautiful young woman with purple gauze. The young woman with purple gauze didn't know when she had opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Jiuge coldly. , there is purple light flowing from time to time around it, revealing strange fluctuations.
The two spiritual elixir realm monks finally showed off their sharp teeth and wanted to launch an offensive against Zhao Jiuge. They wanted to prove that they were not soft persimmons and were not so easy to control. With the cooperation of so many people, they still managed to survive. After Zhao Jiuge killed five people, the young woman Zisha's fair and tender face was a little ugly, feeling that she could not lose face.
"Let's take action together and deal with him directly." A cold voice came from the alluring red lips of the beautiful young woman in purple gauze. The beautiful face and the vicious words she spoke formed a sharp contrast, just like a Femme fatale-like.
The burly man didn't reply, but he proved what he meant with his actions. The bloody mist began to disperse in all directions, and after briefly improving his strength, he directly held the huge flying sword in both hands and came towards Zhao Jiuge again. This time he He wasn't using any other means, but was showing his attitude of going head-on.
And the young woman with purple gauze who showed something strange from the beginning finally showed her strength. As her slender, white and tender arms were slightly grasped, the aura that had been containing strong spiritual power completely exploded in the void, with purple glow. It bloomed in the air instantly, and the moment the glow bloomed, it enveloped himself, Zhao Jiuge and the burly man.
And in the next moment, the purple rays of light condensed into the shape of a purple iron cage, with spiritual patterns flashing on each ray of purple light. Just by looking at the purple light, you can feel the heavy and thick aura.
Zhao Jiuge was a little surprised. This beautiful young woman with purple gauze was actually a spiritual formation master!