The purple-gold-faced old man scanned the situation and saw that each of the disciples in the sect had been beaten with bruises and swollen faces, and seven or eight people were seriously injured by swords. Not only that, but the two masters in the sect, Du Xiuzhong and Lin Jingxi, were also injured.
His legs and arms were chopped off, and he couldn't help but become furious...
Except for a young man with his eyes closed, there was no one else in the room.
While inside the hall, he had sensed an extremely powerful energy fluctuation at the main entrance. He expected it to be an old man with extremely high martial arts skills, but unexpectedly he saw a young man.
Is it really this kid who came out to kick things up?
The old man with a purple-gold face stared at him fiercely and shouted angrily: "Boy, did you come to our Divine Sword Alliance to find trouble and hurt my disciples?"
He shouted angrily, but unexpectedly, the young man still stood there with his eyes closed, ignoring him at all, showing his arrogance and arrogance.
The old man with a purple-gold face was furious and immediately shouted:
"Boy, let me ask you a question!" He said, his figure rushed forward like lightning, his right palm turned into a claw, and he grabbed Guan Yuanshuang's chest and shoulders.
When Du Xiuzhong and Lin Jingxi saw this, they were shocked at the same time and hurriedly said:
"Uncle Master, be careful!"
However, something unexpected happened again. Not only was the old man fine, but he accurately grabbed Guan Yuanshuang's right shoulder and shouted: "Get up!"
Unexpectedly, the person in his hand was like a huge boulder weighing ten thousand kilograms, yet he stood there motionless.
The old man Zijin suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
He secretly boosted his energy, gathered 80% of his power in his palm, and yelled "get up". In his imagination, even a huge boulder weighing ten thousand kilograms would lift the opponent and throw him over, but he didn't know that the young man in front of him was as big as a stone.
As motionless as a mountain.
The old man Zijin couldn't help being shocked.
When he looked at the young man, he saw a strange smile suddenly appear on his face. At the same time, he felt an extremely hot and strong force coming from the palm holding his shoulder, rushing towards his chest along his right arm. In an instant,
Suddenly, his body shook, and his whole body felt like it was being cut by thousands of sharp knives.
"you….."
The old man Zijin's face changed drastically, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his whole body flew five feet into the air, leaving him unaware of what happened.
The old man with silver hair on his temples swayed, caught him in the air, and asked with concern: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"
His eyes were closed tightly, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and his breath was silky. He had obviously suffered severe internal injuries. The old man with silver hair on his temples immediately pressed his chest to heal his wounds.
"Haha... I finally found you, let's see where you are hiding."
Guan Yuanshuang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, staring at a towering tree more than 40 meters away.
It turns out that just now he was performing a cultivation technique... breath locking, using super spiritual consciousness to search for that mysterious person.
Because it takes a lot of energy to perform breath locking, all efforts will be wasted if you are distracted for a moment. At the same time, you can vaguely sense the breath of the hidden person. Although you know that someone is coming again, you have to put it aside for the time being and ignore the old man Zijin.
When Guan Yuanshuang had already locked onto the man's aura, he happened to see the surprised look on Zijin's old man's face. He immediately let out a suspicious aura, and a strong internal energy was transmitted along the Zijin old man's arm into his body, sending his
His internal organs were shaken to the point of being displaced, and he was in so much pain that he fainted on the spot.
"Buzz..."
Holding the long sword weighing over a thousand kilograms, Guan Yuanshuang kicked his feet and flew into the air, flying straight to a height of 10 meters before stopping.
Although the old man with silver hair on his temples was healing the old man from Zijin, he was always paying attention to the young man.
It turned out that when they were running from the inner hall of the back mountain, they happened to pass through a corridor. Although they did not see the radiant and powerful ten-foot-long sword light, they had already sensed the huge power. Of course, they didn't know
The young man in front of him was trying his best to find the mysterious man Li Xuan who was hiding in the dark.
The old man with silver temples suddenly heard the young man burst into laughter, and then he drew out his long sword and flew high into the sky, facing an ancient tree in the distance with a solemn expression. He suddenly felt confused and didn't know what trick he was playing.
The scene he saw next completely frightened the nearly eighty-year-old man out of his wits.
I saw Guan Yuanshuang holding up his long sword. In an instant, the sword body was radiant with light. A huge sword light about 5 feet in size burst out from the long sword. The strong light was like a small sun, making the divine sword
Everyone in the alliance couldn't open their eyes.
"Jiangang! It's Jiangang! You know this trick at such a young age." The old man with silver hair on his temples was shocked and stood up in excitement.
call!
The huge sword light was as powerful as thunder, and in an instant it split the towering tree, which was about ten feet high and as thick as five people hugging each other, into two pieces.
Click, boom, boom... The fallen tree stirred up billowing dust and rushed towards the main entrance of the Divine Sword Alliance. The disciples of the Divine Sword Alliance who were slow to react were choked to tears and coughed loudly.
At the moment the big tree fell, a blurry shadow appeared in the sky 10 meters high.
"Haha... look at where you are hiding, and you still haven't shown your true colors."
Guan Yuanshuang said with a proud smile, and then he raised his long sword arm and made a move. There was another loud "whoosh" sound, and the huge sword light, about 5 feet in size, flew back from the distance like lightning, heading towards the sword.
The phantom punched through hard.
"Sword Soul, there is a sword soul in the sword light. He is a legendary monk." The old man with silver hair on his temples said in shock.
Sword souls can only be emitted by strong men above the level of monks.
The sword soul can make the sword light that escapes from behind the sword condense in the air and remain in the air, and can follow the command.
Boom...,, "Ah..."
In the shadow, someone seemed to be screaming in pain:
"Ah, my head hurts so much! What's going on, this sword light can actually hurt me?" In desperation, the language the person in the shadow spoke was not that of this world, but the Chinese language of the Chinese nation. No one in the scene spoke
People can understand.
The people standing on the ground were all dumbfounded. They were so stunned that they were speechless and speechless. They stared blankly at the phantom, not knowing what the phantom was, but they could still say the right words.
I saw the phantom appearing and disappearing, extremely unstable. For a moment, it was so clear that I could see the figure in the phantom, but it became blurred as if it was about to break at any time.
After a while, someone suddenly shouted: "There is... someone, there is someone hidden in the shadow."
"He cried out in pain?"
"What is he talking about?"
All the disciples of the Divine Sword Alliance shouted.
The old man with silver hair on his temples was even more shocked and thought to himself: "Could it be that the people in the shadow are also legendary ascetics?!" In one day, two legendary ascetics appeared at the same time, and the shock in his heart was unbearable.
Use verbal expressions.
The thin middle-aged man standing behind the old man with silver hair on his temples was also very shocked and asked doubtfully: "Uncle Master, are monks really that powerful?"
"Ascetics are the lowest level of people in the upper world. They are ordinary people who want to practice and become immortals. They generally do not appear in our world without permission. Five hundred years ago, our founder brought the ascetics to the upper world.
Gone?"
"What? The founder also went to heaven?" the tall and thin middle-aged man asked in surprise.
The old man with silver hair on his temples sighed and said: "It's hard to explain in words, hey, I'm afraid our world will be in another catastrophe!
What can be done about this...,.’
Guan Yuanshuang in the air could only be heard saying coldly: "Yes, yes, you can withstand my move." Although he was expressionless on the surface, he was secretly surprised in his heart, "I didn't expect that even 80% of my spiritual power could not handle it.
He forced out his true form."
"Come out quickly! Otherwise, my sword light will not show mercy" Guan Yuanshuang said again.
Then the long sword danced, as if there was an invisible rope, calling back the sword light of about 5 feet, and stopped above his head.
The 5-foot sword glow emitted a dazzling incandescent light that enveloped hundreds of square meters in radius, and its brilliant light eclipsed the setting sun in the sky.
Guan Yuanshuang stared coldly at the shaky shadow that was about to reveal its true form.
At this moment, the shadow suddenly bloomed with a dazzling green light, and streams of light green gas quickly poured out from the shadow, and then poured in from the outside, surrounded by countless streams of gas rolling back and forth.
Shadow.
After a while, the phantom that appeared and disappeared gradually stabilized and returned to full transparency again.
The disciples of the Divine Sword Alliance had never seen this strange phenomenon before. They all opened their eyes wide and felt incredible, wondering what was happening there.
Seeing that the phantom disappeared into the sky again, Guan Yuanshuang was obviously a little angry, and shouted: "If you don't come out, I will really kill you." With a move of the sword, the 5-foot-long sword light above his head was deafening.
Loud buzzing noise.
The sharp whine of the sword is like a ruthless sharp blade, blindly rushing into the human eardrum and destroying the hearing center.
To be continued...