The power of his palm shot down through the air and enveloped the space in all directions. Lu Qiuran knew that once trapped, he would not be able to escape just like last time, so he stopped entangled, straightened his body, and retreated quickly backwards.
Frowning, Saint Gale did not pursue him. Seeing him stop, Lu Qiuran also stopped and continued to curse.
"You are seeking death on your own, you can't blame others!"
With his eyes flickering, the Saint of Gale Wind could no longer control his power. He grasped with both hands, and two huge vortices of air flow rushed towards him while spinning.
The space collapsed and folded under the twist, and in the blink of an eye, a black hole with a diameter of about one meter appeared, like a ferocious giant mouth, trying to swallow everything in.
Knowing that the other party had used the most powerful trick, Lu Qiuran's face changed slightly, his arm suddenly swung, and the long sword in his palm flew towards the black hole.
Click!
The high-grade immortal weapon instantly shattered. The huge impact force collided with the black hole. The shock wave spread in all directions, and the buildings and trees within a few hundred meters were swept away in an instant.
Fortunately, this was around Yaoshan and not many people lived there. Otherwise, how many people would have died in just this one move.
"You can obviously control this power..." Lu Qiuran clenched his silver teeth.
Although the force of the collision between the long sword and the black hole just now was very strong, as a saint, Hayate could easily suppress the force as long as he was willing.
But he didn't do this. Not only did he allow the power to explode, he also added fuel to the flames... In other words, this person didn't take the lives of ordinary cultivators at all.
Below the saints are all ants... This is indeed true. In the eyes of the saints, as long as they have not reached the same level of cultivation, they are nothing.
"Even if something happens, you were the one responsible for his death. What does it have to do with me!"
The Saint of Gale Wind sneered and stepped out again. At this moment, he was already above Lu Qiuran. With a flip of his hand, the power like the collapse of heaven and earth enveloped the latter.
This kind of power is difficult for a saint to resist, let alone a quasi-sage. Lu Qiuran felt that his whole body was stiff, like a lonely boat in the wave, unable to dodge or break away no matter what.
Just when she felt that she was certain to die, a sword light suddenly appeared from behind the Saint of Gale.
At first it was only the size of a sesame seed, but in an instant it became as dazzling as a star.
"this… "
His pupils shrank, and Saint Gale's expression darkened.
The opponent's sword intention carries invincible power, crushing the soul. Even if he is a saint, he still feels a little dizzy when he is directly hit. He feels like a rabbit being stared at by a hunter. If he wants to escape, he will do it no matter what. Less than.
"Sword Master's Way of Sword? Invincible Sword Intent?"
Face turned pale.
Although he became a saint relatively late and has never seen a sword master with his own eyes, he has seen a lot of strong swordsmen. The power contained in the sword light in front of him is not too strong. It is only the peak of a quasi-sage, but the sword He wanted to, but even he couldn't compete with it.
It gives people a feeling of destroying the heaven and the earth, killing gods when God blocks it, and killing Buddha when Buddha blocks it. The souls that have been nourished by the power of heaven and earth begin to be unable to bear it and tremble.
Ignoring the thought of killing Lu Qiuran, he raised his left hand and the Saint of Wind slashed him straight down.
The entire right arm was cut off instantly, controlled by his mind, facing the sword light to greet him.
He was unable to resist the invincible sword intent and would only fight back when it saw blood. He could only block it with his arms.
Phew!
The sword intention came into contact with the arm, and with a slight stir, the latter was immediately torn into powder. In this moment of delay, the wind saint had escaped from the lock of the sword intention and rushed towards the medicine mountain.
Su Yin's eyes were solemn: "A strong man chokes his wrist... he is worthy of being a saint, he is so ruthless!"
After comprehending the invincible sword intention, and with the help of Li Qiaofu's essence and blood, he could exert the power of the Sword Saint's rules. I thought that in a sneak attack, the wind saint would be killed with one move, but I never imagined that he would be so decisive. Seeing that he couldn't resist it, he immediately cut off his arm to protect himself.
"Can you escape?"
Su Yin was not in a hurry. Instead, he snorted coldly and stabbed forward again.
At this moment, he was like a well-hidden assassin. Once he was exposed to the poison of the tarsus, he would not stop dying.
"court death!"
At this moment, an angry roar sounded.
Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a scorching flame above the mountain of medicine, and it rushed over quickly. Before it reached the place, the huge breath made people's skin hurt.
"It's another saint, he reacts so quickly..."
From his sneak attack to Saint Gale's escape, it took less than a breath. In such a short time, the other party noticed and rushed over. This Saint may have "seen" Lu Qiuran from the beginning, but he just didn't take action!
"Even if you are a saint, it will take time to get here. It's too late..."
Not bothering to pay attention to the oppressive force of the other party, Su Yin's invincible sword energy circulated, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a long sword, and he instantly came to the Saint of Gale.
I knew from my senior sister that this guy was ungrateful, and I had already been sentenced to death in my heart.
Using all his power, Su Yin once again fell into the realm of cutting off emotions. Time seemed to him to have no concept. It might only be one thousandth of a breath, or it might be as long as a century. The Saint of Gale Feng only escaped by less than half a meter. , I felt a sharp pain in my throat, and countless sword energy penetrated into the body along the meridians, exploding crazily.
Bang!
"You..." He wanted to say something, but no words came out. His eyes dimmed, and the body fell from the air.
boom!
As he died, the sky seemed to be crying, bright red clouds appeared, and red raindrops fell, like blood rain.
"The sky rains blood, and the saint falls..."
The entire Yaoshan City was silent, and everyone fell silent.
The saint, the most pinnacle existence in the entire immortal world, had not died for ten thousand years, and yet he was killed from the front... It was incredible to see it with his own eyes.
"A saint transcends the road and is recognized by heaven and earth. Once he falls, it means that the end of the road collapses. God will grieve and rain blood. If you are a false saint, the blood rain will be at most a hundred miles, a thousand miles, and few thousands of miles. A true saint, and If it has a great influence, the entire immortal world will cry for it."
Song Yu's voice rang in his ears.
The 36 ancient saints were all true saints. When they died, the entire fairy world was covered with red clouds, and the world was sad. This situation lasted for three days and three nights before it ended.
This gale is just a side branch saint who has practiced the Cang Qiong Dao. The blood rain can cover up to a hundred miles.
"I want you to die… "
It only took one or two breaths to kill the wind saint. Another saint rushed from Yaoshan. When he saw his companion being killed, he was so sad that the rabbit died and the fox died. He drank violently and grabbed him in the air.
Boom!
A section of the city wall that was dozens of miles long below Yaoshan was lifted up and smashed down.
Su Yin narrowed his eyes.
It must be said that no one who can become a saint is a fool.
Although he was able to kill the saint, he relied on his invincible sword power, the rules of the sword saint, and sneak attacks, but there was still a big gap between his real power and that of the saint.
The other party saw his flaw at a glance and grabbed the city wall and smashed it.
In this way, even if the invincible sword power he was proud of could penetrate the city wall, it would be blocked by the rocks, thus reducing its power to nothing.
It can be said that with this attack, all his advantages were wiped out.
"Walk!"
Knowing that he couldn't force the connection, otherwise he would definitely be attacked by the opponent, Su Yin flipped his wrist, and the cloud shuttle appeared. With a slight shake, he put the body of the Wind Saint into the storage ring, and at the same time grabbed Lu Qiuran and tore it apart. The space quickly rushed towards the direction of the medicine mountain.
The city wall can block his sword energy, and naturally it can also block the saint in the sky from sealing the space. In the blink of an eye, the two of them have landed on the high steps of the Medicine Mountain.
"This is a matter between me and Lu Kang. It's a dispute between the Medicine Saints. It's none of your business. If you insist on blocking it, you will be killed without mercy!"
Seeing countless disciples swarming above the medicine mountain, Lu Qiuran shouted loudly and stamped his feet on the ground.
Boom!
The stairs collapsed, and Yaoshan's disciples fell over and injured a large area.
Although she couldn't join in Su Yin's battle, she was at the pinnacle of quasi-sage after all, and she couldn't fight against these minions.
Sure enough, after being scolded by him, many disciples retreated.
He didn't have much fighting power to begin with, and he was frightened by Su Yin's methods, so he still dared to step forward.
Seeing this scene, Su Yin shook his head.
Moral support from many, scant support.
Both Lu Kang and Saint Gale were cold-natured. If they didn't regard these disciples as human beings, they would naturally not be willing to sacrifice their lives for them.
"Die!"
On his side, he sighed, and the saint in the sky was furious, took control of the city wall, and smashed it down again.
"Smash it, it's best to delay Lu Kang's refining of the holy holy bones..."
Also without resisting, Su Yin held a long sword and rushed towards the direction where Li Shijun's holy body was detected.
The opponent's refining speed is extremely fast. Li Shijun is almost invisible at this moment. He must stop it as soon as possible. If this person really hits him, even if he will be injured, the "Little Medicine Saint" will definitely be forced to stop.
Crackling!
As he moves forward, he breaks the formations and seals at a very fast speed.
Seeing him rushing straight to the place where Lu Kang was retreating, the saint in the sky really didn't dare to hit him randomly anymore. He yelled angrily and hammered down.
The breath gathered in his fist, and a fiery red flame spurted out, and the air was distorted by the scorching temperature.
The Flame Saint is a branch of the Flame Avenue. Although his strength is not much stronger than that of the Gale Saint, his attack power is even more powerful, making it impossible to defend against him.
"Thousands of swords will be used by me, and thousands of swords will return to the clan!"
Knowing that the opponent's punch contained a saint's blow, and even if it was strong now, it would be difficult to withstand it, Su Yin shouted low, and the True Dragon Sword flew out from his palm.
The invincible sword intent enveloped the entire medicine mountain in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, all the sword practitioners on the mountain, who could no longer control the swords in their palms, gathered straight away.
The Sword Master is the king of swordsmanship. As long as he gives an order, no sword in the world dares to disobey it.
Buzz!
Hundreds of long swords gathered together in the air in an instant and collided with the flames in the air.
The world shook, and sword intent and flames swept across.
"Just at this time… "
Su Yin turned into a long sword again and stabbed towards the flame saint in the air.
At this moment, it was the opponent's strength that collided with hundreds of long swords. When the new strength was not born and the old strength was exhausted, the use of Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Clan just now was to create this kind of opportunity.
Surrounded by the rules of the sword, Su Yin once again transformed into a skilled assassin. The distance between the two was hundreds of meters, passing by like lightning.
"Sneak attack, dream!"
The Flame Saint grabbed it in the air, and slashed down with a giant flaming blade.
This long knife was extremely powerful. As soon as it appeared, the space was cut open and it went straight to Su Yin's door.
This one had been useless just now, and it was obvious that he wanted to catch the young man in front of him by surprise and kill him with one blow.
He is worthy of being a saint who has lived for countless years. Every time he takes action, he has unique tricks and trump cards, making people wonder how strong he is.
However, Su Yin had long guessed his method. Even if he couldn't guess it, there were 36 experienced ancient saints in the sea of consciousness. With a flip of his wrist, the corpse of the wind saint appeared in front of the giant blade.
Bang!
The long knife fell on it, making a roar like a rag bag. Su Yin's invincible sword intention was not blocked in any way, and with a flash of divine skill, it also appeared at the throat of the Flame Saint.
The sword intent poured into the meridians and suddenly exploded.
boom!
Red clouds appeared again in the sky, blood rained down, and the second saint fell!
After taking away the body of the Flame Saint, Su Yin gasped for air and turned a little pale.
Despite his strong fighting power, his true cultivation level was still only that of a quasi-sage. Killing two saints in a row was obviously beyond what he could bear. The pain in his body was like tearing meridians, and the true energy in his body was chaotic, like paste.
"Let's go quickly..."
From the sneak attack on the Saint of Wind to the present, it sounds complicated and complicated, but in fact it takes less than ten breaths in total. Su Yin grabbed Lu Qiuran again and continued to rush towards Lu Kang's retreat.
After two breaths, he stopped outside a closed room.
"This is the place where the teacher went into seclusion..." Lu Qiuran gritted his teeth.
"This guy is really mentally strong..." Su Yin's eyes were cold.
In the place where the teacher retreated, his bones were refined without any psychological burden. How did Lu Kang do it
"Why can't it be opened?"
Lu Qiuran said as he came to the front and pressed the seal switch.
She has lived here for who knows how many years. Because she is responsible for cleaning, she knows how to enter every secret room. At this time, the same method has no effect at all.
"This guy is so treacherous. He must not trust anyone. He may have changed the method of opening the secret room long ago..."
Su Yin shook his head and said: "Sister, step back, I will break this place open with brute force!"
"Okay!" Taking a few steps back, Lu Qiuran made room.
Taking a deep breath, Su Yin raised his eyebrows and raised the long sword in his hand again. The powerful sword intention surged in his body. Just as he was about to strike down the seal in front of him, he felt strong spiritual energy falling from the sky. , quickly gathered into the cave.
Boom!
Dark clouds appeared in the sky, and countless huge thunders slowly gathered together. Thick thunder and lightning, with dazzling light, swept away the previous red clouds. The blood rain also stopped, stirring up a strong sense of oppression.
"It's the saint's calamity. Lu Kang has completely refined...the teacher's bones and is heading towards the saint realm!"
His body stiffened, Lu Qiuran's voice trembled, and his face turned extremely pale.
(End of chapter)