Fairy Winner

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In Jian Xiu who hurriedly fled, Zhou Shu, who had not moved, appeared a little prominent.

Knowing that it is certainly useless to escape, he has been thinking about other ways to escape, and has done it.

When the sword light was emitted, he used the Great Escape Talisman, but when the light flashed, the Great Escape Talisman disappeared, but his person hadn’t moved a single dian, and three of them were the same result. Obviously Fu Lu was restricted by the formation.

After calming down, he did not continue to try, but continued to wait and think.

At this moment of crisis, the Heavenly Sword Sect was not willing to let go of the formation. Could it be that they would rather bear the consequences of the fall of a hundred sword repairmen than let the Wushou Sword Spirit go out?

Not too possible.

Either the monk who controlled the formation made a mistake, or even had an early connection with Wei Shang, or the Heavenly Sword Sect believed that they could solve the problem within the formation, and they had hidden means.

At this time, the Tianjian Town square formation was launched, which seemed to confirm his idea.

Zhou Shu calmly watched everything in front of him, waiting for the opportunity.

Sooner or later opportunities will appear.

On the Heavenly Star Peak, the four-cornered ten thousand swords were sent in groups, and they cut towards the crescent moon sword light together.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword merged into the sword glow, and the crackling sound continued, and the speed of the sword glow slowed down a lot, like a turtle crawling.

Many sword repairmen saw this scene, and their hearts were loose.

And on the high platform of the Heavenly Sword Gate, the many monks who surrounded the Taoist Changxiao also breathed a sigh of relief.

Taoist Chang Xiao said with a solemn expression, "Don't worry, everyone, our Heavenly Sword Gate's formation is enough to resist the sword spirit. In this way, the sword spirit that poisons the creatures must not be allowed to go out of the battle, and it must be completely destroyed."

A monk also changed his mind, and said, "Yes, you can't open the formation now."

"Yes, such a sword spirit has already killed so many people, and it must not be allowed to come out. I believe there must be a way for the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Opening the formation, it’s hard to say whether those sword cultivators can escape, but these cultivators will definitely have to face the crazy and powerful Unsullied Sword Spirit, and they will also be in danger. Instead of doing this, it’s better to hope in the sky. The formation of Jianmen.

The rough monk in Jianlu also did not argue abnormally, and said slowly, "If this is the case, it would be fine..."

Now that he is asked to help, he may not dare to go. Obviously, the realm of the sword spirit is much higher than his own. Going up is likely to waste cultivation and even die. It is better to just wait. Even if something goes wrong, you can take responsibility. They are all pushed to the Heavenly Sword Gate.

Most of the monks present had this idea.

On the Heavenly Star Peak below, there is indeed a genius of his own sect, but a genius is always more precious than a cultivation base and a life that cannot be transformed into a god.

On a high platform in the distance.

King Dan did not forgive the master, and his expression was a bit nervous, but that nervousness was obviously different from other monks.

His eyes were all fixed on the Wushou Sword Spirit, as if he were more worried about the Sword Spirit, he didn't even look at the sword repair below.

Behind him, stood two meditators.

These two meditation cultivators were both cultivating gods, who caused a commotion in Liuming Mountain. No one knew what they were doing, but they did not know why they appeared next to King Pill.

But now that chaos is ahead, no one cares about it.

"Jie Hehe! Does this formation make sense?"

The sharp laughter sounded again, and the red dragon sword swept up, the sword body was like a dragon, and it plunged directly into the crescent-shaped sword light, and merged with it.

The golden light exploded, and the power of Jian Mang rose several times!

The sword light was much larger than before, almost covering the entire Tianxing Peak, suppressing all the gods and spiritual powers around it, and knowing that it could not resist the enemy at a glance.

In the light of the swallowing light, as long as the flying swords that are flying over come into contact with them, they will immediately shatter, fall down, and can no longer pose a threat to the sword light.

Is it really over?

Chen Huayu and Zheng Huabai didn’t see it well, they rushed over, and between swinging their swords, a thick and solid sword intent quickly formed. It stretched across the distance and was nearly a thousand meters long, like a lofty mountain, standing thousands of feet tall and blocking many. Before sword repair.

The two also followed the sword intent and turned into the mountains. They would rather block the sword but also block the sword light.

At this point, how can I fight.

After the mountain formed by the sword intent, Fairy Lingyin took many steps back and stood very close to Zhou Shu.

She frowned slightly, Lingyin singing unfolded, and Sanskrit sound bursts, forming an invisible area of ​​hundreds of feet.

She didn't want to resist Jian Mang, she knew she couldn't stop it, and of course she wouldn't work hard for the Heavenly Sword Gate and Jian Xiu, but she could do some things.

Trying to protect an interested person, and then using Lingyin Realm to protect the many souls who died in sword repair is also a merit.

boom!

The land broke apart, and the huge sound spread out like a shock wave.

The mountains are broken in.

Zheng Huabai and Chen Huayu, their bodies flying out like pieces of paper, blood spurted wildly all the way, the sword in their hands was split into seven or eight pieces and scattered.

For Jian Xiu, there is nothing more precious than swords, swords are like this, and where can people be better, of course, the cultivators of the gods are not so easy to die, they just temporarily lose the power to continue.

The aftermath was like a wave, constantly hitting, and the surrounding sword repairmen could not stand it and fell to the ground, but they had no time to get up, and they couldn't get up, and watched the sword light getting closer and closer to them.

Death seems to be inevitable.

Neither Zheng Huabai nor Chen Huayu nor the square formation in Tianjian Town with high hopes were enough to resist the crazy Wushou Sword Spirit.

The audience under the Tianxing Peak almost ran away, only one or two people were still watching.

Of those cultivators, some have already left, and the rest are also planning to escape.

Once the sword spirit breaks out, I am afraid that everyone in Liuming Mountain will be in danger, and they will not carry this danger on their backs for the sake of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

"Ugh--"

An inexplicable long sigh came from nowhere.

Accompanied by a long sigh, a slightly dim white sword light appeared in front of the sword repairmen for no reason, and greeted the red dragon sword light that rushed over.

There was no sound of a dian, and no gorgeous light collisions. In the eyes of most people outside the formation, only the Tianxingfeng suddenly dimmed. The huge sword light and the weak sword light disappeared invisible together. .

But in reality, the process is far from simple.

The cultivators on the Tianxing Peak, Chen Huayu, Zheng Huabai, and Lingyin Fairy were all startled.

And Zhou Shu beside Lingyin Fairy ~www.ltnovel.com~ Although he didn't see much, his spiritual consciousness clearly perceives that the Tianxingfeng, which is famous for its solidity, has burst out thousands of small The cracks seem to collapse at any time.

Tianxing Peak is about to fall.

Obviously, this is the consequence of the collision between Jianguang and Jianguang.

The immense power contained in them was deliberately drawn to the peak body of Tian Xing Peak to prevent them from exploding and threatening the lives of many sword repairmen on Tian Xing Peak. If you resist directly, you can do it, but once the sword repair on the side is affected, the casualties will be heavy.

The power of the collision is hard to imagine, and it is even harder to imagine the person who completely distracts that power.

"Jie Hehe!"

The Red Jiao Sword showed its true shape, and it flashed hundreds of feet back, and at the same time it sent out a sword light that struck a sword stand at the corner of Tianxing Peak like lightning.

The inexplicable sword light flashed again, blocking this sword light again.

The sword light dissipated, and a figure gradually emerged in front of the sword stand.

It was an old man with a pale face and no beard, wrinkled face, holding a sword like white jade in his hand, not tall, but his expression was very majestic, his aura was like a mountain, the light in his pupils loomed, and he stared firmly. Foulless sword spirit in midair.

"It's you, Jie Hehe!"

Wushou Sword Spirit shook up and down, excited, angry, and excited, and the mood was beyond words.

Zheng Huabai struggled to stand up and looked at the old man. His expression was very complicated, and he was not excited after being saved. Instead, he had many regrets and apologies. He bowed deeply, "I'm sorry, Elder Jin, the disciple is useless, so you are getting old. ."

"No need to be sorry, it will happen sooner or later, no one can escape the calamity."

The old man shook his head and looked up to the sky with a long laugh, "Come on, how can I be afraid of the old man!"

In the sky, dark clouds are slowly gathering. (To be continued.)~~7k~~

(Sikushu)