If one could look down from a higher altitude in the Seven Stars Sky at this time, one would find three monks were repelling or getting rid of the blocking monks, and were running towards the direction where the pearl was flying at the fastest speed.
Among the three fast-moving monks, a monk in golden brocade clothes moved forward in the most magnificent way. Hundreds of sword lights sprinkled out, as if hundreds of swimming fish had penetrated into the monks, haunting and wreaking havoc everywhere, killing those who stood in front of him. All the monks turned into corpses.
A monk is like a gust of wind, sometimes it sneaks in like a breeze, sometimes it blows like a breeze, sometimes it sweeps like a gust of wind, and sometimes it wreaks havoc like a whirlwind, leaving behind the monks who stop him, whether they are human cultivators or demon cultivators. .
The last monk swung his long sword, like waves surging, the back waves pushing the front waves towards his direction, always maintaining a strong attack pressure on the monks who blocked him, never stopping.
The Jinyi cultivator moved forward the fastest, and in the blink of an eye he had already broken out of the siege of his monks. When the Jinyi cultivator looked up, he saw twelve crystal clear orbs flying towards him, even though this person was a Daoist of the alchemy period. There was also some joy from the corner of his mouth.
Young Master Jin Yi rolled his long sword, as if casting a huge net in the sky, trying to enclose the twelve pearls in it.
At this moment, a flying sword came with a gust of wind, blowing the huge net to a halt in the sky, and a monk in white with a white face and a jade tree Lingfeng had already arrived with the wind.
Mr. Jin Yi looked interested, and looked at Ouyang Wei's sword and said: "I have heard several rumors about the high-strength swordsmanship of Ouyang Wei from the Xuanling School these days. Today, Mr. Ben wants to experience it. How is the strength?"
The flying sword in Young Master Jin Yi's hand trembled, and the huge net woven by sword light in the sky was originally blocked by the Liufeng Sword and could not be thrown down, but suddenly scattered, like a school of fish in sea water, the huge net disintegrated, It turned into scattered sword lights and gathered towards Ouyang Weijian.
The defiant Ouyang Weijian was really taken aback this time. Originally, "practicing the sword into a complex" had more than 500 sword lights. Although he was not an opponent, he was also confident that he could make a few moves against Mr. Jin, but Just after the sword net was disassembled, Ouyang Weijian suddenly discovered that the more than 500 sword lights seemed to have a hint of spirituality in each of them, which was different from other sword masters who "practiced their swords and became complicated" when attacking the enemy. Sprinkling hundreds of sword lights, each of Mr. Jin's sword lights seemed to be looking for its own attack position, attack direction, and even controlled its own attack speed and timing.
Just when Ouyang Weijian was forced to retreat by Mr. Jin's sword, Mr. Jin grabbed the twelve pearls in the sky again. This time Ouyang Weijian could not have the strength to stop Mr. Jin.
At this moment, a strange water dragon with a one-horned head suddenly appeared in front of Mr. Jin. The water dragon opened its mouth, roared silently, and ran towards Mr. Jin head-on.
Mr. Jin's face finally became serious, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, the swordfish besieging Ouyang Weijian suddenly split into half, and went up to encircle and suppress the water dragon.
Although the water jellyfish smashed its head and mouth tore its tail and wiped out the swordfish one by one, but the ants killed the elephants too much. In a short while, the water jellyfish turned into a puddle of flowing water again.
The Qinghan Sword twirled in mid-air and returned to Lu Ping's hand.
Young Master Jin, who was interrupted to collect the Lingzhu, looked at Lu Ping with a smile, and said, "It really is you, and your swordsmanship has improved a lot!"
Lu Ping said neither humble nor overbearing: "These are all thanks to Mr. Jin."
While talking, a whirlwind suddenly rolled up beside the two of them, and the swordfish besieging Ouyang Weijian suddenly lost control, was caught in the whirlwind, and shattered one after another.
Ouyang Weijian crossed the sky with his long sword, looked at Lu Ping beside him and didn't speak, but just stared at Mr. Jin in front of him.
Both of them knew that among the three people present at this time, Mr. Jin was the strongest and was born as a demon cultivator. Even if the two had old grievances before, if they turned their faces at this moment, the struggle for the orb would be the next best thing. If Mr. Jin took the opportunity If the two of them are eliminated, it will be a big loss.
"Hehe..." Mr. Jin suddenly laughed out loud, and said: "At this moment, the two most outstanding human monks in Seven Star Heaven are going to join forces to deal with this young master. fencing."
As soon as Mr. Jin's words fell, he circled the long sword in his hand, and finally made a more formal sword move. Lu Ping looked dignified. Lu Ping had seen Mr. Jin make a move before, and he often waved it casually, like an antelope hanging horns , but this time it is so formal, it is obvious that it is going to do its best.
Although Ouyang Weijian had no experience of fighting against Mr. Jin before, his vision was naturally not bad. The Liufeng sword trembled in his hand, as if it had turned into a silver air current, and Ouyang Weijian's right hand seemed to be strangely grasping the wind. ontology.
One sword splits the two, and the six hundred and forty-eight sword lights split into two, attacking Lu Ping and Ouyang Weijian.
It is indeed a siege!
Three hundred and twenty-four sword lights, each with spirituality, like a group of piranhas in the ocean, seeing their prey swarming up, but there are fronts and backs, with distinct layers.
Lu Ping knew that Mr. Jin hadn't used his full strength before, but he didn't expect his swordsmanship to reach such a level. Not only does one sword split into more than 600 sword lights, but only the last transformation is left to the highest state of "practicing swords into complex" with 1,296 sword lights, and more than 600 sword lights are all spiritual. .
"Sword Light Transforms Spirit"!
This is a necessary condition to achieve the realm of "unity of sword practice". Only when each sword light is divided into sword lights, can each sword light have a spirituality, can finally make 1,296 sword lights Only when all the numbers are in one, can swordsmanship and psychics be able to "practice swords and practice in one"!
Mr. Jin's more than 600 sword lights are all psychic, as long as his sword lights are divided again, it can be said that it will be a smooth road to reach the state of practicing sword unity.
Although Ouyang Weijian can also combine eighty-one sword lights into one, his swordsmanship is only to hone the spirituality of one sword light first, and then turn this sword light into the main sword, and command the other eighty sword lights to combine into one , and then slowly infuse the other sword lights with spirituality.
Although it is said to be powerful, it is obviously not the same as Mr. Jin's swordsmanship.
Lu Ping mixed his body-protecting qi with the "cloudy sky", and cooperated with the Qinghan sword to perform the most powerful "Thousand Pile Snow Sword Art" that Lu Ping has mastered so far, trying his best to resist the encirclement and suppression of Mr. Jin's sword light.
On the other side, Ouyang Weijian danced the "Merry and Happy Eighteen Swords" into a whirlwind, throwing swordfishes far away from the whirlpool, but the golden swordfish followed one after another, and they were not much better than Lu Ping.