Chapter 1192 Who said that old students have no chance?
"Who says old students don't have a chance?"
I only heard the sound of a sword in the sky, and the scenery thousands of miles around the Zhenhuang Palace cracked like a mirror.
The broken world turned into beautiful red plum blossoms and colorful fallen flowers.
With her hair neatly combed and her sword robe immaculately arranged, with a hint of hustle and bustle in her steady expression, and a hint of anger mixed with her leisurely words, Mei Siren appeared out of thin air!
There are double holy tribulations above his head, and the tribulation clouds are grinding against the top of the sky, roaring and exploding, deafening.
The right hand holds the Taicheng Sword, the sword body is filled with reality and reality, and the sword's intention is vertical and horizontal;
On the left is Xu Xiaoshou, whose face is filled with despair and shock.
But even in such a hurry, the Meisi people still grabbed their students!
After the void sword intent disappeared, it was like a huge curtain had faded away.
The violent giant flying in the sky was originally thrown to death by the Holy Judgment Sword, but now it has turned into a plum blossom withered, leaving only the Holy Judgment Sword nailed in the air.
Everything just now seems to be an illusion?
Even No. 2 couldn't react.
It wasn't until he saw the plum blossoms shattering that he finally understood what was happening.
"Illusion swordsmanship?"
"It's phantom swordsmanship!"
At the same moment, Xu Xiaoshou, who was held hostage under Mei Siren's ribs, was ecstatic.
He had long since lost his violent giant form. He originally thought that this giant form was lost because he was shattered by the Sword of the Holy Judgment.
But I never thought that this was just what I thought was "being crushed" subjectively, so I subjectively lifted the violent giant.
At the critical moment, it was Mr. Siren who took action and saved himself!
Just when the sword of the Holy Judgment was about to hit him, his chest felt a dull pain?
"That's not right! I clearly saw that I was hit by a sword in my chest, and I really felt the pain..."
Xu Xiaoshou struggled and touched his chest and found that he was not injured!
The wounds that were hit by the Jue Black Beam have healed.
After that, the sword of the Holy Judgment never hit me!
"The reincarnation of true and false, the ups and downs of reality and reality, this is the true meaning of phantom swordsmanship."
Mei Si raised his chin slightly and breathed quickly and silently, showing he was calm and unhurried.
"That's not right! Teacher, didn't you say that you don't major in phantom swordsmanship, so you don't have deep attainments in this way?"
After Xu Xiaoshou came off Mr. Siren's hands, he still couldn't contain his joy.
This feeling of surviving a catastrophe and rising from hell to heaven is like a dream.
But this seems to be the feeling that fantasy swordsmanship can give people...
But, it’s too “dream-like”!
"I'm alive?"
Xu Xiaoshou pinched his face and slapped himself hard.
hiss!
It hurts!
Mei Si turned his eyes leisurely and glanced at the humanoid three-foot-long thing with twelve wings of light on his back, a sacred halo on his head, wearing blazing white armor, and a halo of light all over his body.
Sin Palace, forbidden creature?
The corners of Mei Siren's mouth twitched vaguely, and his scalp exploded slightly. Then as if he remembered something, he groaned and answered his student's question:
"The old man's attainments in fantasy swordsmanship are indeed not very deep."
“Those who express nonsense are often the ones who are most deeply hurt.”
"So Xu Xiaoshou...people must learn to be humble."
No. 2 only felt a slight pain in his cheek.
He didn't see through the Meisi people's illusory swordsmanship immediately.
So that just now, he was preaching to a plum blossom version of the violent giant made up by the other party?
Are you being humble... Xu Xiaoshou licked his lips twice and did not dare to refute.
Humility is good!
Ancient sword cultivators should be so vain... Bah, humble!
As long as people arrive in time and no lives are lost, I can accept it no matter how humble you are!
Xu Xiaoshou finally glanced sideways and caught a glimpse of Mr. Siren beside him.
He could easily see the large number of dry curly hair mixed in the meticulously combed bun on the teacher's head.
Looking down, inside the spotless swordsman's outer robe was an undershirt with a torn collar and a faint trace of blood stains.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes froze, and he understood something. He took a long breath and said: "Teacher, you are late..."
"It's not too late." Mei Siren stared at No. 2 without looking back, and handed over a blackened arm and said:
"I was on the way, but I tried my best to save you."
"In the end, I discovered that this is just an arm, nothing more, not you."
When Xu Xiaoshou saw this hand from his second true body, he stumbled and almost fell into the sky.
He caught it and crushed it on the spot!
Just because of this?
Just because the second true form came out and ran to send a message, but failed to send it, it finally self-destructed, and then lost all spirituality and returned to its original form.
Why have you been delayed so much?
Xu Xiaoshou didn’t believe it.
He couldn't take his eyes away from Mr. Mito's curly hair and blood-stained and torn underwear.
These are all too dazzling after all!
After a pause, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, demeanor...is it really that important?"
"Demeanor? What demeanor?"
Boom!
Nine days of thunder and calamity resounded, and Er Hao dodged and retreated, trying to avoid the holy calamity.
Mei Si didn't even raise his head. The sword elephant suddenly stood up and slashed forward with both kakaqingwuer swords. Shengjie was chopped into ashes.
A strand of dry curly hair fell from Mei Siren's forehead.
He put his hands on his hands and turned his head to look up, not knowing why, and said, "What are you talking about?"
This is what I said!
Xu Xiaoshou was almost driven crazy with anxiety.
Of course it was impossible for him to say:
When the second true body arrived at the scene of your Meisi people's tribulation, you were still a bloody man who had been chopped up by the holy tribulation so that it was difficult to recognize your true appearance!
As soon as I arrived here, not only was the blood gone, but my clothes had also been changed.
Look at the situation, in the middle of the journey, you not only changed your clothes, but at least took a shower!
Just don’t change your underwear?
But how much time is wasted?
If I hadn't done this, I could have arrived earlier...
Xu Xiaoshou's consciousness suddenly flickered and he focused on the key point - the Holy Tribulation, why is it so gone?
He quickly stopped wanting to complain and raised his eyes.
This double holy calamity is not fake!
Mr. Si Ren moved his hands and feet... Bah, he didn't even move, so he was beheaded in this holy calamity?
It should be noted that Jiang Buyi was only in the first level of the Holy Tribulation, but his combat power was reduced to less than ten, and he was successfully taken away by himself.
Now that Mr. Siren has been canonized, the two holy tribulations have become a cloud?
Is this a semi-saint-level ancient sword cultivator with full combat power?
Hope rekindled in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.
For the first time, he clearly felt that the liberated Tianji Divine Envoy might not be invincible, but also had shortcomings.
——Mr. Siren, this is the shortcoming of No. 2!
"What is he?" Mei Si already had the answer in mind, but she still asked.
"Tianji Divine Envoy, Number 2." Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the corner of the teacher's clothes, feeling full of security, and looked at the holy angel in the distance and said.
"I understand." Mei Siren took a deep breath, "How dare you provoke him?"
"I didn't mess with him! He was like a mad dog. He suddenly came over and wanted to kill me..." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes turned red and he cried loudly, "Teacher! I almost died! You have to do it for me."
Take charge!"
"release."
"oh."
Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly loosened his grip on his clothes, wiped the non-existent tears from his eyes, and asked: "Teacher, how sure are you of killing him?"
"Less than a point."
"Ah? One point?"
Xu Xiao was so frightened that he almost broke his voice.
The liberated Heavenly Envoy is so powerful that even the Sword Master Mei Si is not sure about it?
Suddenly, he realized something, his face darkened again, and he said: "Teacher, how much is your 10%? You can't be so... humble anymore!"
"10%, that's 10%." Mei Siren's face was solemn, "I'm not kidding, this is not something you and I can mess with."
"Then you save him first..." Xu Xiaoshou remembered something and turned to one side.
The Five Deceased Heavenly Beings were still pierced in mid-air by the Holy Judgment Sword. They were unconscious and twitching in pain.
Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple rolled when he saw it, and he asked with difficulty: "Teacher, is the death that you think you are going to die in the illusion really possible in reality?"
"meeting."
"Then why don't you hurry up and unlock the magic of the phantom sword? He is one of the five weaklings of heaven and man, and he is my partner. It was only thanks to him that I could survive! He will not be able to bear it any longer!"
Mei Siren frowned and stared at Xu Xiaoshou, who was covered in blood.
He couldn't see how many wounds Xu Xiaoshou had on his body, because it took too long to repair them.
But he knew very well what it meant for this boy to face the Divine Envoy No. 2 alone. It was not easy to survive until now, and he didn't know how much suffering he suffered in the process.
only……
"The magic of phantom swordsmanship has been solved long ago." Mei Si sighed.
"What about him?" Xu Xiaoshou pointed at the five degenerates of heaven and man, with a blank look on his face.
"You should know that my master's swordsmanship is not good, and he is not just lying. I have tried my best to save you."
Boom!
The Nine Heavens Holy Tribulation roared, but was easily killed by the sword elephant.
But in the moment of light, the defeated figure of the orange masked man hanging on the Sword of the Holy Judgment was reflected.
The deity is almost dead and his breath is dying. Under the influence of the power of purification, his whole body is convulsing in pain.
These, it turns out, are not illusions!
True!
The joy in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes disappeared, and his face became extremely solemn. He did not dare to deceive himself anymore, and subconsciously took a step forward, hoping to save the five declines of heaven and earth.
"return."
Mei Siren's pupils shrank, and he quickly took action and grabbed his student back.
At the same time, two rays of holy light passed by the direction Xu Xiaoshou had just taken and the direction in front of Tianren Wushen.
If Meisi people hadn't grabbed him quickly, Xu Xiaoshou would have been beheaded by now.
"he……"
Xu Xiaoshou was completely unaware.
Now that Mr. Siren is here, he doesn't worry about his own safety at all, but the state of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man...
"Hopeless."
The Meisi people didn't even need to take a second glance to judge the fate of Xu Xiao's savior:
"Such a condensed ancestral power penetrates the body, and he doesn't have your special physique... you may not be able to recover."
"It's just a matter of time before he truly dies."
"Even if the gods come, they can't save him."
Xu Xiaoshou didn’t believe it.
As long as he takes off the Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man from the Sword of Holy Judgment, he will surely be able to save people.
"teacher……"
"No way!"
Mei Siren stared at his student with a serious expression, "You should understand that he has become a hostage. If you keep an eye on him, you can keep an eye on anyone who wants to touch him!"
Of course Xu Xiaoshou understood this.
In the past, he had used Situ Yong and Yu Lingdi as constraints, and he was defeated and defeated.
But he still had a glimmer of hope and asked: "You take action..."
"As a teacher, I only care about you." Mei Si refused flatly and was extremely serious.
In the liberated state, the Heavenly Envoy will not joke with anyone. If he wants to fight, he must be very energetic.
How can you fight with someone when you have two burdens?
So what if the five devastated gods can be saved in the end?
Can this decaying body that is about to lose control be left by your side to recuperate?
Maybe as long as he keeps it, he, the Mei Si people, will mutate in the Holy Tribulation, from the second level, to the fourth level!
When the time comes, bad luck will gather for all parties, and everything will be lost.
Even Xu Xiaoshou, who had just been rescued from danger, might have to give up.
It is impossible for Meisi people to let these things happen, let alone to become No. 2 and No. 2 under the control of others at that time.
"Xu..."
The Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man hanging on the Sword of the Holy Judgment suddenly moved, and they raised their eyes with difficulty.
Xu Xiaoshou could hear that it was calling him, so he looked over quickly.
But at the same time, the three flowers in the right eye turned upside down under the mask of the five degenerates of the gods, and quickly flowed into his pupil.
Xu Xiaoshou's expression flickered, he closed his eyes and turned around anxiously, grabbed Mr. Siren's arm and said:
"Teacher, let's run away first, at least get away from this crime first..."
Boom!
During the holy calamity night, the ruins of Zhenhuang Palace were illuminated for a moment, and the sword elephant destroyed everything.
Spiritual Awakening Trigger.
The words stopped abruptly.
Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes and was stunned on the spot.
"Hoo."
Heavenly Man Wushen laughed miserably, black blood flowed from his right eye, and his three-year-old pupils were forced to disappear.
He closed his eyes heavily, his voice gurgled for a while, and finally he managed to spit out one word:
"run……"
Xu Xiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
…
In the distance, No. 2 glanced at Shengjie and said, "Have you had enough chatting?"
This sound completely drew the attention of the Meisi people. The enemy was at the head and there was no room for trifling.
"Meisi people, I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come." No. 2 looked at it intently.
"Yes." Mei Siren nodded.
"When did you get in touch with the Holy Slave? Who is Xu Xiaoshou to you?"
"He is my disciple."
"Why bother?"
"Since heaven and earth were born, they were originally chess pieces. They should have entered the game long ago, so there is no need to ask more."
No. 2 was silent, the light wings behind it trembled slightly, and the question stopped amidst the thunder.
When the Meisi people's sword elephants wiped out the holy calamity again and the world returned to peace, he spoke again:
"You have been indifferent to fame and wealth for a hundred years. I don't understand what benefits the Holy Slave has promised you to persuade you to come out."
"You understand."
"You can't do it!"
"You should try it."
"Yu Tu can't do it, how can you compare to him?" No. 2 exhorted.
Mei Si sighed softly, and slowly raised the Taicheng Sword on his chest. His eyes changed from distant and calm to extremely firm:
"His will is what the old man clings to."
"I told you, no need to ask anymore."
Not enough words to speculate.
Meisi people don't want to talk nonsense anymore.
The Taicheng Sword in his hand suddenly tilted, and the sword intent in his body shot straight into the sky, penetrating the holy calamity that had descended from the nine heavens.
"boom!"
The ruins of Zhenhuang Palace were detonated on the spot by the rampaging sword energy.
When the Taicheng Sword flickered, a majestic and majestic ancient city appeared in the void.
Behind the Meisi people, thousands of swords lit up above the sword elephant's head, and they all moved towards the next town.
The meaning of Taicheng!
Wan Jian pays homage!
"Absolute monarchy."
Mei Siren murmured softly and slashed away with his sword.
The meaning of the Taicheng sword and the power of the sword image interact with each other and turn into golden sword energy.
A sword.
During the roaring explosion, the power of rules belonging to No. 2, which imprisoned the entire Sin Palace, as well as the Heavenly Dao, Holy Dao, Space, etc. near the Zhenhuang Palace, suddenly collapsed.
Thousands of miles of white smoke, running around a palace.
The Meisi people have a holy calamity on their heads, a ferocious sword elephant on their backs, and a chaotic artifact in their hands, the Taicheng Sword.
He stared away with a murderous intent that could almost make the liberated Tianji Divine Envoy tremble slightly, but his tone was deliberation:
"I want to take someone out of here, can you agree?"
The Holy Judgment Sword in Erhao's hand tilted, and the light wings flapped behind it.
That sudden burst of momentum forcefully pushed away the absolute monarchy, which was countless times more terrifying than Zhi Feng Xiao Se!
"If so, what if?"
When the people of Meisi heard the sound, they laughed loudly and stood with their swords in hand. Without moving, the sword intent gathered from all directions and poured into the sword elephant.
The sword elephant climbed up step by step, like a giant that grew wildly and never-ending, and soon even the dome of the Sin Palace was broken.
On Void Island, in the Palace of Sin, a half-length ferocious monster suddenly appeared above.
This monster was extremely huge. The Qingwu Er Sword in his hand spanned nearly tens of thousands of miles and slashed towards the sky.
With two crashes, the Holy Tribulation was shattered into pieces and died on the spot.
Kill evil spirits!
This strange scene, far away from all the Jedi, still attracts attention and is shocking.
In the Zuiyi Hall, on the Zhenhuang Hall, Mei Si was indifferent, as if the sword just now was not from his hand, he just said calmly:
"If not..."
"The old man is destined to live and die, but you will undoubtedly perish."
Number 2 was obviously shocked by the fighting prowess of this madman Gu Jianxiu.
Unlike most semi-saint-level spiritual refiners, if ancient sword cultivators are truly canonized, they will almost never be classified as the main combat system, the main control system, or the purely auxiliary system.
The combat effectiveness of this group of freaks is only stronger than the other, and each one is more outrageous than the other. It cannot be explained by the common sense of spiritual refining.
The way of heaven... doesn't work either!
When the people of Meisi really want to break the double holy calamity, can they be separated with one sword?
In that case, why did he come here despite this holy calamity, just to look good?
Number 2 almost lost his mind.
"Are you threatening me?" After a long time, he spoke out.
"It's not difficult to understand..." Mei Siren nodded indifferently, "This is a threat."
Taking advantage of No. 2's silence, Mei Siren reached out and grabbed Xu Xiaoshou.
Although he is strong on the outside but hard on the inside, he actually still has a countdown to exile in his mind, which cannot be delayed for long.
No. 2 must also know this.
But precisely because of this, he is even more afraid of being trapped in a fight!
The sword master's desperate counterattack, with one sword, can unleash endless power, no one wants to try it!
Use your hands hard.
Mei Siren found that he couldn't pull Xu Xiaoshou and couldn't help but lower his eyes.
Xu Xiaoshou is still in a trance...
He had clearly said just now that he wanted to escape from this place together with him.
At this moment, he is staring at that deity and five degenerates, what are he thinking about?
"Xu Xiaoshou?"
The Meisi man called softly.
But at this moment, he felt empathy for the choices his students might have.
Xu Xiaoshou said it lightly just now, but that sentence "I could only survive thanks to him just now", now that I think about it carefully, it is obviously very heavy!
This guy looks like a childish kid, but is he a treacherous person?
Mei Siren immediately spread the sword's intention to the entire audience, placed his heart on the world here, and held the Taicheng Sword tightly.
Xu Xiaoshou was still staring at the Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man, which was still hanging on the Holy Judgment Sword, but had stopped shaking and lost all traces of life.
He started to speak but stopped, stopped and started to speak again. Finally, he moved his lips and teeth and said in a trembling voice: