The clouds are like the sea and the wind is like waves.
The sword column waterfall rushed upstream into the sky, and with the force of thousands of swords fired simultaneously, a grand and magnificent sword lotus blossomed in the sky, barely resisting the downward pressure of the black devil's claws.
The sword energy and demonic energy collided violently, stirring up the remaining clouds and spreading out like a tide.
For a moment, the heaven and earth shook and roared, and the entire Xiaoqian Mountain was trembling and wailing under the overwhelming power.
The mountain protection formation was in danger. It could not hold out for more than a moment before it was completely eroded by the spreading darkness. The blinding white mist dissipated, and looking around the world, all that was left was the devilish fog and darkness filled with ghostly shadows.
clang!!!
The sword rang like a string, striking resonance in the sky.
A ray of white light rose from the ground, its sharp edge piercing through the void, causing the sword lotus to expand and split into thousands. Giant swords split and intersected, and in the blink of an eye, the black devil's claws were shot into sieves.
The rolling black tide dissipated, and the scenery on Xiaoqian Mountain became clear.
The forests were shattered, the earth and rocks collapsed, and a chasm-like sword mark was carved into the mountain, extending cracks in all directions.
On the left and right sides, black and white confront each other.
A group of people in black lined up like a dragon, twisting the void restlessly.
From afar, it seems as if a black dragon has awakened from its insect world, breaking the seal and coming out, ending its eternal slumber. When it comes out, the heaven and earth will shake, and when it enters the world, there will be natural disasters and catastrophes.
There were very few people in white, all of them were children under a hundred years old, and their aura was obviously much weaker.
He Yuluo looked around and couldn't help licking his lips: "As expected of you, you are the Hengxue Willow God. The Chang family has been passed down for a thousand years. Your methods are really impressive. I want your head."
After saying this, he waved his hand and issued an order, ordering all the soldiers to form a battle formation and he would personally chop off the rebel's head.
He Yuluo untied the sword from his waist and strode towards the man in white. His murderous aura alarmed the wind, thunder and lightning, and brought with it strong winds and air currents. He was a powerful physical cultivator who had entered the Dao through martial arts.
On the white-clothed side, Chang Qingyu was the strongest. Sensing that his opponent was at the great perfection of the fusion stage, he was on par with himself, and couldn't help but think that it was a tricky situation.
The Imperial Astronomical Observatory has the Seven Killing Orders, the Five-Dipper Talisman, the Three-Day Seal, and the Great Stele Curse. He Yuluo is at the bottom of the ranking but he is so powerful. What about his minions above him
All of a sudden, the pressure surged.
Quick victory, no one will be able to escape if it drags on!
"I will stay here to stop this man. You find a chance to leave. Don't go to the base. Split up and evacuate towards the Kunlun Mountains." Chang Qingyu held the sword in his hand and gave a voice transmission to the man in white beside him.
The four of them felt relieved upon hearing this, but they were unable to withstand the pressure from He Yuluo and slowly retreated to the rear.
Lu Bei stood where he was. Because he was close by, he was protected by Chang Qingyu in the recent tide of demonic energy. Now he was in a difficult situation and the four men in white had no intention of taking him away with them.
boom!!!
The shadow of the greatsword condensed in the sky, shaking the wind and thunder, and a torrential rain of light came down with the force of destroying the world, whistling sounds all the way, and slashed towards He Yuluo with murderous intent.
The latter has an elegant figure, but his fighting style is violent and fierce.
He roared wildly and rushed out with his fist like thunder and cannon. The fist intent that was enough to shake the heaven and earth reversed the flow of light and destroyed the phantom of the giant sword. The remaining momentum did not stop, and rolled up the sword light like a waterfall flowing in the opposite direction.
The sky was shattered with one strike. He Yuluo moved like a black lightning and instantly arrived in front of Chang Qingyu. He put his right hand together to form a knife, breaking the strong wind and slashing down.
The black light and energy rushed straight into the sky, like a big knife cutting through a mountain range. The surging wind pressure spread in all directions, causing mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, splashing countless mud, water and rocks.
At the end of the distant sky, the void twisted endlessly, bursting out with spider web cracks.
Amid the roar, Chang Qingyu's eyes flashed with sword light, and the three-foot green sword opened the white curtain, like mercury pouring down from the sky, covering the sky and instantly drowning He Yuluo who was nearby.
Succeeded
After the attack hit the target, Chang Qingyu retreated violently.
Her divine sense sensed the huge mouth of the sunken earth abyss, and she couldn't believe that He Yuluo would be defeated by her sword.
Lu Bei raised his eyebrows. The young man had a good physique and was quite strong.
Suddenly, sound waves roared, and a fist mark of a hundred feet wide appeared in the sky.
Under the tremendous force, the air seemed to become water, spreading out in layers of ripples. The next second, the water surface turned into a mirror, crackling and shattering, revealing the void and darkness.
The edge of darkness seemed to split the sky and the earth, pushing the world out horizontally.
Wherever the fist pointed, violent pressure was vented endlessly, only the three-foot cold light remained undiminished, pushing aside the curtain of darkness and heading straight for the fist mark.
When the two powers clashed, the air currents turned into wind dragons and earth dragons, which stretched and engulfed the already precarious Xiaoqian Mountain, which was hit hard and half of it was cut off.
Two figures were fighting each other in the dust and fog.
Time slowed down for a moment, and one could see sword lights flashing like raindrops, hitting He Yuluo's vital points.
He Yuluo ignored it all and waved his fists with both hands, and his violent attacks shook the void again and again.
Lu Bei: “…”
It’s been a while. Why is Senior Sister Shao so depressed
The last time we met, he collapsed.
After a long battle, He Yuluo gradually lost his patience. He swept his arm horizontally, and his fingertips slid down along the three-foot green sword. When the sword tip touched his heart, he put his two fingers together, clamping the sword tip like a rock, making it unable to move.
"Break!"
The physical cultivator has a strong physique, and his two fingers have been tempered thousands of times, and are no less tough than diamond rock. With his sudden force, he bends the three-foot green blade into an extremely exaggerated arc.
But that was all. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break this gorgeous female sword.
magic weapon!
He Yuluo's face changed, and without thinking too much, he just walked away.
Chang Qingyu had a playful look on his face, with a sword light hidden in his eyes, and the three-foot green sword shot out endless sword blades.
Beams of light spun out, wrapping around He Yuluo's limbs and bones. As he stared with horror, the air became so thick that it was hard to breathe.
"cut!"
The sword light expanded into a ball, and thousands of light blades cut repeatedly, removing bones and cutting flesh one round after another, causing He Yuluo to scream in pain.
When the sword light faded, only a bloody skeleton was left.
Squeak, squeak, squeak—
Before Chang Qingyu could kill them all, the skeleton raised a large cloud of white smoke, and a black light shone down from the sky, resurrecting the dead and turning the flesh and bones into white bones, and forcibly dragged He Yuluo out of the precarious state.
Resurrection with full blood!
Lu Bei let out a light exclamation and looked up into the sky. The black light came suddenly and was definitely not He Yuluo's own magical power.
In just one second, He Yuluo, who was half dead and whose soul was in tatters, was revived...
Apart from not wearing any clothes, there is almost nothing wrong with her.
The Zhaoqin Imperial Observatory does have something interesting.
This reminded Lu Bei of the Xuanyin Division of Wu Zhou. In comparison, the Zhu family was simply...
Forget it, let's not compare. After all, Xuanyinsi was founded by my godmother. Not only does he receive salary and attendance bonus every month, but my eldest brother also takes advantage of the people in the village.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four figures fell to the ground, leaving deep craters like cannonballs and raising large clouds of dust.
It’s not that he is so loyal that he wants to go together. But when he saw Chang Qingyu was defeated, he returned to support him. It’s because there was a more powerful person coming from behind.
Chang Qingyu looked at his four companions whose bodies had changed shape with a grim face. He swept his mind over and saw a figure standing in the sky.
Swish!
A man in a black brocade robe appeared, and his footsteps landed silently, standing beside He Yuluo.
This is a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament, graceful demeanor, and a scholarly air mixed with a sense of righteousness. At first glance, he is an honest and positive character.
Jintong.
Imperial Astronomical Observatory, Five-Dipper Talisman.
"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you!"
He Yuluo bowed down, took out a black robe and hastily put it on.
Jin Tong nodded, and did not blame He Yuluo for underestimating the enemy and almost losing his life. He coldly ordered: "The Chang family bandits must be kept alive and cannot be killed."
"I obey your orders."
He Yuluo tightened his black robe, barely saving himself from some embarrassment, and looked at Chang Qingyu with a bad face, his ten fingers clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound.
After a cup of tea.
Chang Qingyu flew backwards and fell to the ground, her head was bleeding, and half of her pretty face was red.
She stood up slowly with the sword in her hand, looked at He Yuluo and Jin Tong, the enemy was strong in numbers, then looked at her four seriously injured and dying companions, and realized that she had no generals available.
We are determined to win, the situation is already very clear.
A mere fatal injury is not enough to kill a cultivator in the fusion stage like Chang Qingyu. As long as his soul is fine, he can recover even if his physical body is gone.
The key was the blow to her faith. She saw no hope of winning and thought about leaving in a dignified manner, holding the sword in her hand.
"The name of the goddess Heng Xueliu is known throughout the world, and Prince Yan also admires her immensely. The Chang family and the Imperial Observatory have never been enemies. Once Prince Yan restores order, the Chang family can still survive in Zhao Qin." As if seeing through Chang Qingyu's thoughts, Jin Tong spoke calmly.
As he spoke, a dark light surged in his eyes, as if there were evil thoughts bewitching people, causing Chang Qingyu's will to waver, and the hand holding the sword slowly dropped.
"untie!"
She groaned, her plump chest heaving violently like a blower, one of her eyes was bloodshot, and she held a long sword in front of her.
"The Imperial Observatory shouldn't be talking so much nonsense, but Prince Yan's southern front is in a tight spot, so you guys are smiling and welcoming?"
"Stubborn."
Jin Tong snorted coldly. Seeing this, He Yuluo raised a large black seal and held it high above his head.
Seeing this, a row of men in black put their hands together, formed a seal, and spread out a formation under their feet.
The black fog rolled, and the shadow of a demon statue whose true appearance was difficult to see rose from the ground, its long robe fluttering, its sleeves waving in the wind, and clusters of demonic thoughts turned into mist, surging down like a tide.
At the target position, Chang Qingyu held a three-foot green sword in his hand, opened the curtain of sword power, and struggled to resist the tide of demonic energy.
One man protected four companions, but he only lasted a few breaths before being completely submerged by the darkness.
The devil's tide spread across the land, and wherever it passed, all things lost their original nature. Not to mention the cultivators, even the flowers and plants became strange and eerie as they were covered in black light.
Chang Qingyu's eyes turned black, his pupils glowed red, the veins in his five fingers gripping the hilt of the sword were bulging, his whole body was trembling as he put up a final fight against the evil thoughts.
As for the four men in white, they were now so colorfully black that it was better not to mention them.
"Bring the people..."
Jin Tong gave the order, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and looked behind Chang Qingyu.
What caught my eye was a blind old man with disheveled hair, carrying a sword case on his back. From his gray eyes, one could tell that he had not been devoured by the evil thoughts.
Refining Void Realm
Impossible!
"Who are you?"
He Yuluo also realized something was wrong and hurriedly questioned.
He and Chang Qingyu fought for a long time, and the void was broken and healed several times. Not to mention a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage, even an ordinary cultivator in the Fusion Stage should have died hundreds of times.
Also, he had actually ignored such a big person on the battlefield until now, and had not paid attention to him several times...
There is a problem!
"Wulian Sword Sect, Tianmingzi."
"The Wuliang Sword Sect..."
He Yuluo took out the wanted order and was stunned: "Impossible, the Wuliang Sword Sect is dead, who are you?"
"Um?!"
Veins popped out on Lu Bei's face, his gray eyes flashed with sword-like gleams, and his beard and hair rose in anger like flames.
He raised his hand and untied the sword case, with a bang that shook the spider web and caused cracks.
The sword box opened, sweeping away the dark tide, devouring the evil thoughts continuously like a nemesis.
Immediately afterwards, a black iron sword was slowly pulled out.
"you.
"The Wuliang Sword Sect is dead?"