"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?
To be continued...