Among these four teams, three are mixed, probably consisting of independent cultivators who acted on impulse, but the last one is obviously an organization of sword cultivators with a Taoist tradition.
Each of them was surrounded by six swords, and the old man in the Nascent Soul stage at the head gave off a dangerous aura.
It is estimated that he is not an ordinary cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage.
Luo Wusheng's eyes flickered, but he didn't know what he was thinking about, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Well, it was my own idea anyway, and..."
Feeling the mad accumulation of divine value in his body, Luo Wusheng gently closed his eyes.
Then he raised his left hand which was not holding the formless magic weapon.
… …
Ling Shuangxue's figure flickered among the spiritual plants on Jianyang Mountain.
Surrounded by sword intent, his sword heart was calm, and his spiritual awareness reached a considerable distance to sense the location of the sword ghost.
The sounds of fighting outside also reached her ears.
There was a hint of worry in the beautiful eyes above the veil.
"I don't know what you are going to do..."
With a swipe of his finger, the sword light split the branches and leaves of the spiritual plants that were entangled with him, and Ling Shuangxue sighed slightly.
Last night, she and Luo Wusheng finalized their respective tasks for today's hunting of the sword ghost.
She was responsible for entering Jianyang Mountain to find and capture the Sword Ghost, while Luo Wusheng was outside blocking several teams that wanted to take advantage of the situation, buying time for her recovery.
This is Luo Wusheng’s proposal.
Upon hearing these words, Ling Shuangxue could no longer maintain her usual calm emotions, and she almost thought she had heard it wrong.
But the boy just repeated it softly.
But... Jindan Perfection blocked Yuanying? And there was more than one
The young man looked confident, but the implication of his words made Ling Shuangxue feel confused.
She also proposed many options to veto this plan.
However, Luo Wusheng's persistence finally won out, and she was barely able to believe that this young man really had hidden means to hold back a group of Nascent Souls.
But she was worried so she kept a little trick up her sleeve.
She left her cold sword next to Luo Wusheng. As long as Luo Wusheng used his spiritual power to activate it, her sword would activate the power of the Nascent Soul and bring Luo Wusheng to her side instantly.
Of course, this would also slightly reduce her combat effectiveness, but she didn't care.
(But... As expected of a man who can tell such a story...)
Ling Shuangxue recalled the scene when she and the young man appeared together just now.
That series of appearances were naturally arranged by Luo Wusheng.
Except that he took the initiative to hold the other person's hand and teleported.
“… a strange feeling.”
She gently squeezed the hand that she had held with Luo Wusheng before, and thought about how she had previously questioned the significance of this opening, and the young man had said something serious like "overwhelm the enemy with momentum", and a gentle smile appeared in Ling Shuangxue's eyes.
Although it's strange, it doesn't feel unpleasant.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, the expression on her face suddenly froze and she looked towards the horizon.
She had already gone deep into Jianyang Mountain and could not see the battle outside the mountain, but she could feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
And then, a voice sounded softly between heaven and earth.
"Sword... come!"
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Ling Shuangxue instantly realized the source of this familiar feeling.
The fluctuations between heaven and earth... aren't they the fluctuations caused by the use of the magic that I created because of the previous story
And the person who is using this technique right now...
(It seems that Yuli has already passed this spell to him... Was it when he came to Jianzhou with him this time? Or was it also using the wooden sword to send a message?)
Many things that had already been confirmed became completely certain at this moment.
"But I have only taught Yuli this technique for a few days..."
This means that the gentleman has mastered the magic he created in just a few days
...Yes, after all, the [intention] that I used to create this technique came from the other party's story.
But apart from this, there must be a reason that the other party is indeed gifted, right
Realizing that Luo Wusheng was using the magic she created because of him, Ling Shuangxue suddenly felt a sense of fulfillment in her heart for some reason.
(After this incident is over, I will tell him my identity...)
You can try to bring that up, too.
"… If Yuli knew, she would be very happy, right?"
Ling Shuangxue muttered to herself but concealed the expression on her face.
Sir is still working hard according to the plan, and I also need to deal with the sword ghost as soon as possible.
Her figure continued to flash into the mountains.
… …
Outside Jianyang Mountain.
Luo Wusheng's face was calm, and his aura seemed extremely domineering at this moment.
Recalling the so-called sword-returning technique that Miss Sword Fairy had taught him before, he clenched his outstretched hand suddenly at the moment when the word "sword comes" came out.
At this moment, the expressions of the four teams that were still hesitating whether to take action changed.
They suddenly discovered that the swords on their bodies had lost control at this moment and began to vibrate wildly.
The sword is the foundation of sword cultivation.
But at this moment, this foundation was shaken.
Among them, the team with the most dramatic change in expression was the one with six swords surrounding each member.
Of course, the first ones who couldn't control their swords and flew out were the heavy sword team who had already lost their combat ability and were in a mess.
One after another, the heavy swords and magical weapons broke away from their paralyzed owners and flew towards Luo Wusheng. Only the injured strong man was able to suppress them with his Nascent Soul cultivation.
The next team that couldn't control the situation was the team with the most swords.
It seemed that they did not have a close enough connection with their swords, and the others could at least hold on to them with their hands for a while. The flying swords around them trembled and did not put up much resistance at all, and directly gathered in the direction of Luo Wusheng.
During this process, there were a few Jindan who refused to believe in evil and took out a few spare swords from their storage bags, but all of them flew out without exception.
The Yuanying sword cultivator who was in the lead and looked like a white-haired old man frowned, suppressing the six swords around him while trying to stop the others... But those swords that had already flown out suddenly gathered together when they were blocked, emitting a domineering sword energy, and directly broke through the hastily formed obstruction.
Even the old swordsman became unstable because of this, and one of the six swords around him flew out.
The same situation happened to the remaining three teams.
None of the Jindan who were working together could keep their swords in this emergency, only the leading Yuanying held on.
And those flying swords have now gathered above Luo Wusheng's head.
Dozens or even hundreds of swords crisscrossed and blocked the falling sunlight, making Luo Wusheng, who was originally in the light, out of the light.
Luo Wusheng raised his head slightly in the shadow.
A thin sword with a cold glow had appeared in the left hand that was originally stretched out to hold.
Looking at his right hand again, the formless magic weapon turned into liquid and finally condensed into a familiar blood-red long sword.
This knife is not as piercing as it used to be, it is just of normal size, but the energy surging in it is far greater than before.
boom!
A terrifying thunder sounded out of nowhere.
But this time, everyone understood the source of the thunder.
On Luo Wusheng's right arm, which was holding the formless long sword, ferocious lightning exploded, illuminating his calm face in the shadows.
At this moment, everyone's eyes could no longer move away from him.
"Ha, hahaha... I must be dreaming after listening to the story yesterday, hahahaha..."
"Then... what on earth is that? How could someone who can exert such power be just a Jindan? Even the great masters who have reached the perfect Nascent Soul stage have never given me such a palpitating feeling!"
"When a sword strikes, even my sword here trembles... If he intends, could he attract the power of ten thousand swords to gather together?!"
"Who on earth is he? When did such a person appear in the martial arts world?"
"That magical weapon that turns into a long sword, I seem to have heard of something similar somewhere..."
Some of the low-level monks who were watching were so frightened by the overwhelming power that they fell to the ground, but the vast majority were trembling all over, with excitement in their eyes.
This is much more exciting than any storytelling story!
On the front battlefield, the disarmed Jindan sword cultivators were in a panic and at a loss, and several Yuanying cultivators had solemn expressions on their faces at the same time.
They could feel the vibrations condensed on the blood-red sword in the right hand of the young man opposite them. Even with their level of cultivation, they would never dare to take it head-on.
What's more, their minds were also shocked by the scene before them.
With a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, the young man with thunder wrapped around his body seemed to have turned into a god at this moment, and his indifferent eyes swept over himself and others.
Luo Wusheng slightly raised his right hand holding the formless long sword, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This time, he succeeded.
(I never thought that I would say this line one day. I thought I could only hear it from Xiao Yuli... But forget about the last two lines. As a fake swordsman, I have to keep a low profile...)
Holding the sword in his hand, Luo Wusheng felt confident.
The collected divine value in front of others was directly overflowed. What Wuxiang showed at this moment was his true full strength that he could now mobilize.
The cold sword in Ling Shuangxue's other hand allowed him to appear next to the Sword Pavilion Fairy in an instant.
Now, he can advance with Wuxiang's sword and retreat with Yuanying, or retreat with Hanguang's sword to find the fairy.
Plus my current posture...
This is the complete Holy Son of Demon Sect!
Luo·Dual Sword Style·Sword and Blade·Thunder Kirin Arm·Explosion of Coolness·No Life!
With just one light step, Luo Wusheng's momentum completely overwhelmed everyone on the opposite side.
His words rose softly along with the thunder.
"I think this sword ghost has nothing to do with you today..."
"How about...while it's still early, why don't you all go home?"
"Or... is there anyone who wants to try to take my attack?"
The long sword in his hand was raised above his head, and it seemed as if a sword shadow that reached the sky and the earth appeared on it.
In the blink of an eye, the situation changed drastically.
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Chapter 241 No, I am not the Holy Son of the Demon Sect
Of course, Luo Wusheng didn't really want to waste the points he had accumulated with great difficulty to show off in front of others.
Well, actually it's no problem to use it up. Judging from the current trend of the Holy Value overflowing instantly in front of people, it can still increase a lot by swinging a knife and then harvesting another round... Even if it can't be fully pulled, it won't be too much different.