Such a great supernatural power to move mountains and fill seas must have come from the hands of the ancestor Faxiang!
Lu Ping watched the waves rushing straight into the sky and crashing towards Yinjian Island, and couldn't help swallowing. Is this the divine power of the ancestor Fa Xiang
Just when many monks on Silver Sword Island panicked, a large and colorful shield suddenly appeared above Silver Sword Island, covering the entire Silver Sword Island in it.
"It's the island guard array!"
"The island guard array of Silver Sword Island is activated!"
With the opening of the island guard formation, thousands of monks on Silver Sword Island immediately calmed down.
At this moment, a ray of light that made the entire Silver Sword Island cultivator feel trembling in his heart flashed past, as if the Milky Way was revolving upside down, and the huge wave of sea water rushed straight to the nine sky, like a giant cut in half, collapsed suddenly, and the huge amount of sea water Only a part hit the surface of the sea, and the entire island protection formation swayed a few times under the impact of the sea water pouring down, and the hearts of the monks on Silver Sword Island also twitched rapidly with the shaking of the island protection formation It didn't calm down until the whole formation was safe and sound.
At this time, everyone thought about the palpitating white light just now, but they didn't have any impression of it, only Lu Ping recalled the white light just now with a shocked face.
Because the divine sense is far superior to that of others, and Lu Ping's "Three Pure Eyes" had begun to gain power, Lu Ping captured its essence the moment the white light appeared.
This is a sword light, and it is a great swordsmanship supernatural power. The display of this supernatural power is not accompanied by any earth-shattering celestial phenomena, but it is so fast that it is so close to the extreme that others cannot capture it with divine sense. What is left to everyone is A fleeting feeling of creepiness.
A sword came out, like splitting the sky!
Splitting the sky with one sword, this is the true essence of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, this is the true swordsmanship supernatural power of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!
If it wasn't for Lu Ping's profound attainments in swordsmanship, and even the first glimpse of the great supernatural powers of swordsmanship, even he would not be able to make a judgment on this white light.
The huge waves outside the island are obviously a kind of supernatural power, but they were smashed by the white light. Even though the huge waves still bombarded the island protection formation, their power had been greatly reduced, and they lost the power to the island protection formation. threatened.
The huge wave receded, and the monk who had just calmed down exclaimed again, only to see a silvery white line appear again at the place where the water and the sky meet far away from the sea, and as the white line moved forward, another line followed The huge waves of the sky gradually formed, and the direction of advancement was undoubtedly Silver Sword Island.
When the tide was approaching, a monk pointed at the tide and shouted: "Look, there is a monk flying away before the tide!"
Everyone looked at it one after another, and found that there were indeed eight or nine forging alchemy monks flying forward desperately, as if there were some terrible monsters chasing behind them.
The tide behind him was getting closer and closer, and the monk who was flying at the end suddenly attacked the monk in front of him.
The monk in front of him was caught off guard, although he blocked the attack, his figure stopped involuntarily.
The last monk took the opportunity to overtake, and when the stopped monk started again, it was already too late, a water arm suddenly stretched out from the waves, entangled the stopped monk, and the monk had no resistance at all, and was dragged into the sea water.
Lu Ping had a strange light in his eyes, and the "Three True Pupils" could see clearly. Among the eight or nine monks, the monk flying in the middle was the real Liang Xuanfeng.
At this time, Master Liang Xuanfeng was also in a mess, but there was no injury on his body. Lu Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and then murmured, with Master Liang Xuanfeng's cultivation base and his wind spells, how could it be possible only in these alchemy pills? The monk's flying speed is only in the middle
At this moment, Hai Chao caught up again. The cultivator who plotted against someone earlier sacrificed his magic weapon, and was about to repeat the same trick, but saw the two real people who were flying in front of him suddenly turned around and pointed the magic weapon in their respective hands towards him. The monk hit away.
The monk obviously didn't expect this to happen, he only let out a miserable cry, and was swept in by the ensuing tide.
The monks on Silver Sword Island watched this scene in silence, looking at each other. At the moment of life and death, all kinds of ugliness of human nature began to show without the slightest scruple.
At this time, there were only seven monks left on the sea, flying towards Silver Sword Island.
"Ancestor Kong Shang acted like this, do you really think that there is no one in my Sky Splitting Sword Sect?"
A majestic and heavy voice sounded, and there was a trace of unconcealable anger in the tone.
"It's Patriarch Miaojian!"
"That's right, with the Patriarch Miaojian sitting in town, Silver Sword Island is as solid as gold!"
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The seven forging alchemy masters who were flying away heard the words of the ancestor Miaojian, and they all showed ecstasy, and they flew towards Silver Sword Island more quickly. Master Liang Xuanfeng was still in the middle of the crowd.
A rumbling voice seemed to come from the bottom of the sea, and also seemed to sound from the sky and the earth, saying: "Miao Jian, hand over the murderer who killed my beloved grandson, or I, Kong Shang, will let your Silver Sword Island sink into the sea forever! These little human cultivators It's just the interest that this old man collected casually!"
There was a sigh, and the voice of the ancestor Miaojian sounded again, this time speaking to the seven monks who were flying away: "Seven fellow Taoists, the silver sword island protection formation has been opened, and the old man will stop it!" For a moment, you wait and run to him as quickly as possible."
The formation to protect the island of Silver Sword Island is open, and the monks from the Yaozu will attack the island soon. Ancestor Miaojian obviously will not give the Yaozu an opportunity to take advantage of these seven monks and put Silver Sword Island in danger.
The seven people who were fleeing were all desperate when they heard the words, but the four of them had already fled towards the side of the Silver Sword Island, and the other three, including Master Liang Xuanfeng, were still flying towards the Silver Sword Island.
After a sigh, a white sword light streaked across the sea again. This time, the monks of Silver Sword Island finally saw that the white light was a sword light. The deep sea seemed to be deeply cut by this sword light. He fell into the gap in the sea water cut by the sword light and paused.
The monks on Silver Sword Island looked at the monks who were still flying towards Silver Sword Island with sympathy. Obviously, the Cracking Sword Sect would not let go of the entrance channel of the island guard formation because of the three of them, and the four A monk who fled in other directions might not be able to escape the siege of demon cultivators. The ancestor of Miaojian was obviously doing his best to obey the destiny.
The ancestor of Miaojian just bought such a short time for everyone and stopped making any moves. The tide got rid of the shield of the ancestor of Miaojian's swordsmanship, and used it quickly again, and the waves surged higher and higher, as if the first rewinding of Jiuxiao was resumed power.
Three mighty hands of vitality suddenly shot out from the tide, grabbing at the three monks fleeing towards Silver Sword Island.
The patriarch Faxiang finally made the move himself.
At this moment, among the three people who had been advancing side by side, Master Liang Xuanfeng suddenly shot back a cloud of blue wind wheels, Liuyunzhou appeared at the bottom of his feet, and a blue air current hovered around Liuyunzhou. At the same time, he pinched out hundreds of different seal formulas with his hands one after another.
The hand of vitality that was grabbing at Master Liang Xuanfeng collided with the cyan wind wheel, and before the wind wheel dissipated by itself, it cut off a third of the palm of the entire hand of vitality while the monks of Silver Sword Island were stunned.
This is the Faxiang Patriarch making a move!
I don't know where it is hidden. The ancestor of Kongshang obviously didn't expect that a monk in the alchemy stage could defuse his own shot, and the palm that was cut off by a third of the wind wheel was recovered, and the power seemed to be even greater. At the same time The other two hands of vitality also speeded up and grabbed the other two monks.
At this moment, Master Liang Xuanfeng's aura soared, and only then did the monks on Silver Sword Island realize that there was actually a master of the ninth level of forging alchemy hidden among these fleeing monks, so there was only the last one left in the Dharma phase. It would indeed be a pity if a step-by-step monk fell.
The real person Liang Xuanfeng turned into a huge wind wheel and suddenly surpassed the other two, and slammed into the island guard formation of Silver Sword Island amidst the exclamation of the monks of Silver Sword Island.
Lu Ping naturally saw that Master Liang Xuanfeng was going to force his way into the island protection formation of Silver Sword Island. Master Liang Xuanfeng was keen to travel around the world and explore various relic caves. Even though the Daoist Daoist Faxiang was in command of the island guard formation, Master Liang Xuanfeng still wanted to make a go of it. If he fled in other directions, with his cultivation of the ninth level of alchemy alchemy, he would actually be chased and killed by the ancestor of the demon cultivator himself. .
Just as everyone watched Master Liang Xuanfeng crash into the formation protecting the island, a golden sword light suddenly burst out from within the Silver Sword Island, striking towards the formation that Master Liang Xuanfeng had crashed into with an indomitable momentum.
For a moment, the flying swords and magic weapons in the hands of many monks on Silver Sword Island trembled for a while, and many people exclaimed: "The great swordsmanship is actually the swordsmanship!"
"He is meeting the monk outside the island, are they accomplices?"
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In the exclamation of all the cultivators on Silver Sword Island, the gust of wind transformed by the real person Liang Xuanfeng and Lu Ping's "Hai Na Bai Chuan" swordsmanship supernatural power hit the same point of the island guarding formation at the same time.
Amidst the loud bang, Lu Ping's Golden Scale Sword only pierced through one tip of the sword on the formation protecting the island, while the hundreds of seals in Master Liang Xuanfeng's hands poured into the formation along the pierced sword tip, and in an instant Then he tore the hole the size of the sword point on the formation to be big enough for one person to get in and out.
Daoist Liang Xuanfeng jumped into the formation, and waved away the magic power of hundreds of seals. The torn opening of the island protection formation quickly closed, and the hand of vitality behind him followed closely, but he saw The colorful colors suddenly became richer, and the hand of vitality bombarded upwards, causing the entire formation to shake again, but the formation itself was safe and sound.
It was only then that Lu Ping realized that the ancestor Faxiang on Yinjian Island might have been merciful just now, otherwise the formation on the guard island would be able to block the attack of the ancestor Kong Shang and he would be safe. If the ancestor Miaojian had made up his mind not to give it to Liang Xuanfeng Real chance, even if Lu Ping and Liang Xuanfeng cooperated internally and externally, they would never even think about breaking the island guard formation.
At this moment, there were two miserable cries from outside the formation again, it was the two monks who fled to Silver Sword Island with Master Liang Xuanfeng just now, who had fallen.
A cold snort came from the center of Silver Sword Island, Immortal Liang Xuanfeng swayed suddenly, while Lu Ping's face turned pale, his whole body had a splitting headache, and he almost fell to the ground.
Daoist Liang Xuanfeng reached out to the center of Silver Sword Island and bowed: "Thank you, senior, for your mercy!"
Lu Ping also thanked them, and the two hurried towards Silver Sword Island, ignoring the surprised eyes of the monks on the island.