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Eight hundred and eighth chapter resolve

Many people felt regret in their hearts. If Long Aoxian really died here, it would be a big loss to the entire ancient martial arts world.

However, just when Blade Storm was less than ten meters away from Long Aoxian, suddenly a stream of light swept from a distance, dragging a long air wave in the air, and at the same time it brought about a sonic boom. , obviously the explosion caused by the speed breaking through the sound barrier.

A violent energy fluctuation suddenly appeared.

The next moment, a scene that shocked everyone happened.

I saw that the sword storm that almost penetrated the heaven and earth suddenly stopped. Countless green sword blades first stood still in the air, and then suddenly dissipated. The whole process happened within a few tenths of a second. The scene was extremely shocking and tight. Then, Shen Luoku's figure was revealed in front of everyone. His face was pale, his chest was heaving violently, the energy in his body was surging, and blood was already seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Forcibly performing Blade Storm was a very stressful thing for Shen Luoku. Before he could hurt anyone, he had already suffered backlash.

And those eight divine swords were all lying in front of Shen Luoku. Next to the divine sword, there was a palm erect, with golden light emitting from the palm.

This is clearly someone who forcibly blocked the operation of Blade Storm, and even controlled eight divine swords with one hand!

The owner of this handle is an old man wearing a purple-gold robe. He is tall, kind-faced, with silver hair, a long white beard, and deep wrinkles on his face, but he does not look old at all, but is in good spirits. , with a ruddy complexion and a sense of majesty and dominance all over his body.

"Haha, little guy, with your current level, you can't master this move. Be careful, you may hurt others or yourself." The old man looked at Shen Luoku and said with a smile.

After finishing his words, the old man took back his palm, and after the eight divine swords trembled twice, they all returned to their sword cases.

The old man put his palm down and pressed it lightly. The lake water, which was originally turbulent and boiling, suddenly calmed down, like a mirror.

This move made many people's hearts skip a beat. Even the few powerful men present could not do this so lightly.

Shen Luoku was still breathing heavily, with veins popping up on his forehead. He was obviously not feeling well. He looked at the old man and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior...senior, thank you so much..."

"Grandpa~" Long Aoxian held the old man's arm and called softly.

The person who came was none other than Long Aoxian’s grandfather, Mr. Long.

Long Aoxian came out to participate in the Hidden Dragon Festival, and Mr. Long naturally accompanied him secretly to protect him. If there were no accidents, he would never show up. But at this moment, Long Aoxian's life is in danger, and Mr. Long will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it. Under the protection of Mr. Long, Aoxian was almost unharmed by the sword storm.

Elder Long patted Long Aoxian's hand, and then a glimmer of light flashed through his turbid eyes. He raised his right hand without any warning. The light on his palm shone brightly, and he slapped Shen Luoku with a palm in the air.

"Grandpa, no!" Long Aoxian exclaimed.

By Tianshui Lake, many ancient warriors who were watching also exclaimed in shock. Could it be that this old man wanted to kill Shen Luoku to vent his anger!?

If he really does this, I'm afraid no one can stop him.

Shen Luoku's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously mobilized his true energy to resist, but he found that the true energy in his body was not under control at all. Instead, it seemed like a riot, rushing through the eight extraordinary meridians, and there was also a wave of The violent energy was raging in the body. This was the sequelae caused by Shen Luoku's forced use of Blade Storm. He was unable to use his true energy at all, and his body was also severely damaged.

"Senior, please show mercy!" The third elder of the Tianjian Sect rushed over from the lake in a hurry and shouted at the same time.

The third elder was the one who accompanied Shen Luoku to Lin Fan's villa that day. He had the late stage strength of Tongtian. He has been with Shen Luoku these days to help him hold down the battle to avoid unexpected situations. Just now he saw that Shen Luoku was unable to When controlling the sword storm, the third elder was ready to stop Shen Luoku, but before he could take action, Elder Long appeared first and resolved the crisis.

The three elders were all relaxed at first, but they didn't expect that Elder Long would attack Shen Luoku after a disagreement. This made the third elder's eyes wide open. Shen Luoku was not only the grandson of the sect master, but also the most outstanding disciple of the Tianjian Sect. , if something happened to him, it would definitely be a huge loss to Tianjian Sect, so even though he knew that he was far from being a match for Elder Long, the third elder still intervened to stop him.

It's just that the speed at which the Third Elder rushed over was not as fast as Elder Long's attack.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the golden palm fell on Shen Luoku's chest.

"puff!"

Shen Luoku suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body was knocked upside down by a huge force.

"Loku!" The third elder arrived just in time, caught Shen Luoku, and looked anxiously at Shen Luoku in his arms.

Shen Luoku looked very bad at the moment. The corners of his mouth and chin were covered with blood. His eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed. He had passed out. The third elder was worried for a while, but soon, he noticed something strange, because Logically speaking, after receiving a palm from the powerful Dong Xuan, Shen Luoku would definitely be severely injured and on the verge of death even if he did not die. However, at this moment, Shen Luoku's breathing was calm, and his complexion gradually returned to rosy, far from the pale look before. .

The third elder quickly grabbed Shen Luoku's wrist. After some exploration, he looked at Elder Long in surprise, bent down, and said respectfully: "Thank you, senior."

It turned out that the third elder discovered that the rioting Qi in Shen Luoku's body had calmed down, and his meridians and Qi and blood were in good condition. It was not like being in a state of backlash from the Blade Storm. He quickly realized that it must be Elder Long's palm just now helped Shen Luoku dissolve the remaining energy in his body. The mouthful of blood that Shen Luoku spurted also just discharged the congestion in his body. This is equivalent to helping Shen Luoku heal his injuries in disguise. Otherwise, Shen Luoku will never be as relaxed as he is now.

That's why the third elder sincerely thanked Elder Long.

"It doesn't matter, this little guy has good qualifications. I can't do anything to kill geniuses." Mr. Long waved his hand and said with a smile: "That old guy Shen Han does have a good grandson."

The third elder asked: "Senior, do you know our sect leader?"

"Well, we had dealings with him decades ago." Elder Long smiled and nodded without elaborating, and the third elder didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, Elder Long and Shen Han had been in contact decades ago. At that time, Elder Long left the Baolong clan to gain experience. Shen Han was the most dazzling genius in the ancient martial arts world of that generation. There were many conflicts between the two. Competition means we don't know each other without fighting, but there is also some feeling of mutual sympathy in the competition.

Later, the third elder took Shen Luoku back to heal his injuries, and Elder Long also left with Long Aoxian.

In this competition, Shen Luoku won and retained the third place, while Long Aoxian lost, ending her winning streak in this Qianlong Festival.

Shen Luoku's victory was not easy. If it weren't for Blade Storm, a super ninth-grade martial arts skill, Shen Luoku would have lost. However, even if he used Blade Storm, Shen Luoku would not be easy. The backlash was not I feel so good, I am afraid that Shen Luoku will no longer be able to fight in this Qianlong Festival.

This also means that Shen Luoku has no chance to compete with Gu Fengyun and Dugu Jian for the first and second positions, but fortunately, with tonight's results, his third place is secure.

The power of Blade Storm is obvious to all, and no one among his peers dares to pat his chest and say that he can take it.

Shen Luoku and Long Aoxian are the two main protagonists tonight, but after they left, the scene in Tianshui Lake did not end. There were only a few days left before the end of the Qianlong Festival, and everyone wanted to catch the genius who could enter the list. Following the tail of the Qianlong Festival, he wanted to improve his ranking, so several fierce competitions broke out here...


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