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Chapter Seventeen

Gui Wujiu has already seen the secret of this move, and he is well prepared to deal with it. He can take on this move by raising his own elixir power to a level that can compete with it, and at the same time using the skill to make sure that he does not lose to his opponent in subtle aspects.

Sure enough, the light of thousands of swords converged, and the shadows were focused on one point. Not a single ounce escaped, and they were controlled by the pure and unique Zhongmen sword. Its power was like tens of thousands of soldiers arching against the master general, and in an instant it was with the "Four Lives"

Fight head-on against the "extinction" cyclone.

There was no huge movement as imagined, only a nine-color stream of colors that was as brilliant as fireworks rolling past, and the two majestic and vast breaths died together.

have equal shares.

The white-faced swordsman looked cold, as if he didn't take this move to heart. He drew out the long sword with his backhand and turned it, like running water, turning into an iron hoop, rolling up an empty space, and the same method as when he fought with Gui Wujiu not long ago.

Much the same.

Then, the hollow space of the sword circle suddenly became clear and ethereal, and a strange suction force spread from it, seeming to completely swallow up the "Four Life and Death" movements.

This is because he relies on his superior swordsmanship and wants to use his cleverness to overcome the power of the "four births and deaths".

The Xingyue Sect woman who was watching frowned slightly. Although the white-faced swordsman's "empty sword" sword rhyme was brilliant, it was not feasible to solve the "four births and deaths".

The reason why the "Four Births and Deaths" technique is invincible against those whose realm is lower than one's own is because it has reached the ultimate level of its own power and Taoism.

The wonderful rhythm of the flow of the five elements represents the understanding of Taoism and Dharma by monks at a higher level, which is enough to neutralize any strange magical powers and strange magic methods of the opponent, and bring the confrontation between the two sides back to the path of meeting on a narrow road and winning by strength.

At the moment when the rhyme of "space" and the "four births and deaths" were about to confront each other, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the white-faced swordsman.

All the energy in his body was condensed into a sword soaring into the sky, and with an indomitable aura, he pierced towards the five-element vortex of "four births and destructions"!

At this moment, even the calm masked Taoist turned his head to look at the outcome. From any angle, the white-faced swordsman's move was like a mantis trying to use his arms as a chariot. This front-on collision would frighten him.

Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured. If you don't have the fourth level of the golden elixir, any resistance against the "four births and deaths" will be in vain!

Sure enough, the seemingly sharp sword intent only slightly touched the flow of the five elements of "four births and deaths", and immediately melted away like ice and snow, and seemed to have no resistance at all.

Gui Wujiu's pupils shrank, and he could see clearly that it wasn't that the white-faced swordsman's move was vulnerable to a single blow. It was that after a slight touch, the sword intent combined with his essence collapsed, and then he returned to the

His method is similar to the one used to deal with Gui Wujiu's Yuan Guang Manifestation Technique.

All this happened within a tenth of an instant. At this time, the "Rhyme of the Sky Sword" and the "Four Births and Destructions" collided head-on, without making the slightest movement. On the surface, only a ball of five-color mist seemed to be in harmony with the situation.

A bright mirror stirs together, and after two or three breaths, the mist is completely swallowed up by the bright mirror, and everything returns to nothingness.

There is no blame, Wang Muba, the Xingyue Sect woman's expression may be solemn, unexpected, or thoughtful.

The white-faced swordsman had previously gathered his essence with a sword, and clearly struck out a trace of disharmony in the square and circular flow of the "four births and destructions" and the five elements, causing his Taoist realm to fall below the rhyme of the "empty sword", thus giving himself a clever way to

Victory over clumsiness laid the foundation for legal control.

The white-faced swordsman's cultivation level is only at the third level of the Golden Core.

Gui Wujiu had never thought before that a person with a higher realm could be caught in the "Four Life and Death" moves. Recalling that the key to this person's success was that the "Four Life and Death" moves were slightly shaken by the pure sword.

"The five elements in this pose are in harmony.

That sword is so pure and wonderful that you can do it even if you don't blame yourself. But if you use all your magic power to only do this step, it will still be useless. This is no different from other desperate means. What's more important is that one blow can

He returned to his true state, and once again used the "Kong Yun" sword intention to resolve the incomplete "Four Life and Death" moves.

Wait for an instant and use one mana in two places.

Compared with the White-faced Swordsman, Gui Wujiu seemed to have taken on this move more easily, but that was because he had enough trump cards, and relying on the fact that Wu Dezhi's cultivation level during his lifetime was both at the fourth level, it was actually insignificant.

Following this move, the white-faced swordsman put away his sword and stared at Wang Muba with sharp eyes.

If Wang Muba insists on making an enemy of the two of them, there will be a continuous back-up attack after that attack, and he will never use the most powerful move to suppress others and sit back and watch the success or failure.

There is no blame, the white-faced swordsman naturally knows this truth, and everyone listens to what he has to say.

Wang Muba frowned and thought for a long time, then smiled and said: "It turns out that fellow Taoist Wen is a member of my generation. As for this fellow Taoist... Regardless of how you did it, since you have such fighting power,

Wang also only regards you as a monk at the fourth level of the Golden Core Realm. Wang is giving it a try just to see if you two are qualified to cooperate with me. The current situation cannot be better."

Wang Muba talked eloquently: "The six people who just provoked at the sixth level are not weak in cultivation, at least they are in the third level of Jindan. Except for the four of us, I think the other two will not be so lucky.

Reason. The two fellow Taoists must know where the six people who challenged us came from."

Wang Muba pointed at the female cultivator from Xingyue Sect, smiled and said: "I have some friendship with this fellow Taoist Shen Linxin. In half an hour at most, Yu Xuanzong's people will arrive. If he sees it, he will take action

If a person is six without four, he may not be able to get angry and start a war."

The white-faced swordsman said coldly: "Except for those stragglers who came from Yu Xuanzong, there are only about ten people above the second level of the Golden Core Mirror. We lost four people at once, so we may not have the guts to cause trouble again. In my opinion, most of this generation

It’s just to hold back your breath for the time being. If you want to have an attack, you will have to reach the ninth level at least.”

Wang Muba chuckled and said meaningfully: "It is said that the Yulan Secret Realm is extremely special. Outsiders cannot interfere with anything that happens in the secret realm, and it is difficult to find out the news. Furthermore, it is said that after leaving the secret realm, everyone dispersed in Rongzhou,

If we don’t meet again, we will not return to the entrance of Quhuan Island. Therefore, Yu Xuanzong cannot hold us back."

Although the white-faced swordsman guessed the meaning of Wang Muba's words, he always hated these cloudy words. He turned around with his sword and snorted softly.

Wang Muba seemed to have caught the white-faced swordsman's temper, and said decisively: "I have already found out. There are still three fourth-level Jindan monks who came here from Yu Xuanzong. If the four of us join forces, we may not be able to destroy Yu Xuanzong in one fell swoop.

Here it is.”

"To be honest, I have discussed this with this fellow Daoist Shen on the way. She is also a fourth-level practitioner and has agreed to join. However, with just the two of us, I am afraid that our strength is not enough."

"As soon as Yu Xuanzong's people arrived in a short while, three of the four of me took action and defeated Yu Xuanzong's three fourth-level practitioners one by one. The other Taoist friend slaughtered all the remaining monks of Yu Xuanzong and taught no one.

He got away."

"Are you two fellow Taoists satisfied with this arrangement?"


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