Chapter 128 Infinite Sword, Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle
Author: Silent Night
Chapter 128 Infinite Sword, Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle
"Go sword!!"
The lightsaber is like a rain of light, flowing out like a waterfall.
The speed of the lightsaber was very fast, almost exaggeratedly fast. Before Zhao Shouyi could even finish his words, the lightsaber rushed down like a goddess scattering flowers.
There was a dust storm on the ground, and the Furious Sword Immortal and the Gu Sword Immortal, who had planned to attack at first, stopped moving at this time. They also felt the pressure due to the attack.
The sword of the Sword Immortal is rare in the world, and its power is extraordinary.
Coupled with the fact that it was performed by a figure in the Mystic Realm of the Divine Movement, its power was enough to surpass the rest of the world.
"asshole!!"
Xie Qidao, Su Changhe, Su Muyu, and the two elders from the Tang Sect who had already appeared, worked together to resist, and Su Changhe used the Palm of the Devil.
He was at the front, and the following people exchanged opinions and internal strength to jointly resist this unreasonable sword.
But even so, they felt an overwhelming pressure coming over them, as if the sky was pouring down from them, making Xie Qidao, who was standing in the support position at the back, cursed.
The expressions of the other people were similar, and their expressions were also gloomy and terrifying. They were saying that Zhao Shouyi didn't know the heights of the world before, but in the blink of an eye, they were slapped in the face.
They could barely block the opponent's sword with their combined strength. The shield formed by their internal strength was like a boulder of tens of millions of kilograms being continuously smashed down from the sky. Every blow made them tremble.
Several people from Wushuang City were protected by Yan Zhantian. Of course, it is not accurate to say that they were protected, because they were the same as the people from Tang Sect, and they worked together to resist the sword.
The easiest among them is probably the Solitary Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang. The power of this sword is indeed extraordinary, but the lethality of such a scattered blow is ultimately low, far inferior to that of an Arrancar.
More targeted than that.
For the slightly inferior Yan Zhantian and Su Changhe, they can indeed pose a threat, but for Luo Qingyang, he can defend against this sword and it is the kind of even match.
It's just that I can't free my hands to attack.
Su Muyu, the umbrella-holding ghost standing behind Su Changhe, glanced at the inn not far away from him.
The expression is a bit unnatural, but for the Umbrella Holder, who has always been expressionless, the unnaturalness is not particularly obvious.
I wonder if this rain of swords falling from the sky was intentional by Zhao Shouyi.
The small inn next to them was not affected, and the main scope of the attack was concentrated on the people outside the inn.
Regarding this situation, Su Muyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The inn contained their last trump card. If Zhao Shouyi's attack covered the inn, their next actions would be at a loss.
And if they go to protect the inn again, it will be easy for Zhao Shouyi to see something fishy, which will be very detrimental to their next actions.
But those are what-ifs after all. Zhao Shouyi did not do that. Now he is thinking that it may be because of the two little Taoist priests in Qingcheng Mountain. Although Zhao Shouyi is a strong man in the Mystic Realm, but emotional matters
I haven't given up, I still have some concerns in my heart after all.
"etc!!"
At this moment, Tang Li suddenly spoke up.
When everyone heard his words, they subconsciously looked at each other. At such a critical moment, everyone thought the other party had discovered something.
"I wonder if you have noticed that the number of these sword lights has not decreased, as if they are inexhaustible and inexhaustible!!"
Hearing this, everyone had different expressions. Some people saw this situation, while others did not.
But what you can see doesn’t seem to have an effective way to solve this problem, and what you can’t see is that you don’t have the energy to look at it.
"The Infinite Sword of Qingcheng Mountain originally comes from the meaning of immeasurable, which means endless. Elder Tang is not wrong!!"
"If this continues, we may all die!!"
The rain of swords continued, and the sound of the impact echoed in my ears like a big bell. Another elder of the Tang Sect sounded a little unwilling.
Xie Qidao chuckled.
"What, do you have any idea??"
Although the current situation is very simple, just a battle between two parties, it is not simple to break the situation. Zhao Shouyi's attack will simply lead to death if just a few people get out.
Tang Li's eyes flickered twice, but he did not speak after all. Now it was difficult for all of them to resist. Going out alone was not a good decision.
After Su Changhe was silent for a moment, he also spoke up: "Elder Tang, if you have any idea, you might as well tell us. If this stalemate continues, it will not be a good situation for us!"
"In the final analysis, the Wuliang Sword Formation is actually the sword energy formation of the little Taoist priest. The iron horse Glacier in his hand is the eye of the formation. This is originally a weakness, but the opponent's level is too high. If we attack separately,
Maybe it can solve the current situation, but there is another possibility."
Having said this, Su Muyu paused, and it was rare for the Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang to answer the question.
"All of us will die if a random sword pierces the heart! And this may be several times more powerful than our ability to interrupt his sword! This is not even his strongest sword."
“Where’s the time??”
An elder from Wushuang City spoke.
Yan Zhantian replied in a deep voice: "Maybe only a few breaths!!"
After hearing this answer, everyone obviously fell silent. This time does not mean that they cannot stop the lightsaber falling from the sky, but it means that they will die.
The surrounding ground has become bumpy in this short period of time, as if it had been blasted by a thunder bomb. Such power has already made them feel a little chilly. If they receive a few more attacks like this, they will probably be beaten to death.
Noodles.
"Alas~"
At this moment, a voice came out, and the vicissitudes of his tone also made it clear that the speaker was not young, but an older person.
"Originally, old man, I thought I had overestimated it, but I didn't expect that in the end I still underestimated it!!"
"It's true that the gods travel to the mysterious realm."
As he spoke, a slight sound of machinery dissipated with the wind, and the few people far away from the inn did not even hear it.
In a trance, a cloud of silver needles shot up into the air like a goddess scattering flowers. The silver needles were so small that they were almost invisible to the naked eye. In addition, they were so fast that they almost arrived in a flash.
By the time the few people who heard the noise outside the inn reacted, the silver needles had already arrived three feet in front of Zhao Shouyi.
"Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle!!"
Luo Qingyang, the Lone Sword Immortal, subconsciously glanced towards the inn. The person who spoke just now was none other than the old man of the Tang family, and he was also the one who put the pear blossom needle in the rainstorm.
This kind of sharp weapon that could threaten the Sword Immortal was finally unsheathed.
"Sure enough, people from the Tang Sect are still so mean!!"