Chapter 318: The Terrible Master of the Sword Saint
Five swordsmen in white walked over from the mouth of the canyon.
The speed of the five people first slowed down and then increased. When they were ten meters away from Elijah, the five people shouted and rushed over like an arrow.
The long sword shone with cold light, and the sword light condensed with Gang Qi flickered at the tip of the sword, but it was not drawn out.
"Little monkey!" Elijah called out, and the little monkey had a tacit understanding and stood facing her.
The timing of this position change is just right. The opponent is still five meters away from you. When you change positions, the opponent will definitely change their formation.
Sure enough, the five swordsmen stopped for a moment, and attacked the little monkey from behind with two swords, while the other three swords attacked Elijah.
The sword light is brilliant and the sword energy is violent, just like the strong wind blowing the cherry blossoms all over the ground.
"Sakura Falling Flowers Rain!" This is the first form of the Sakura Sword Formation.
Elijah's dagger roared like thunder across the sky, and a sword light swept across the three of them.
Ripple Qigong is extremely hot, like the gushing sun, directly melting the cherry blossoms on the ground.
"Hoo!" Elijah's feet were like wind, and her dagger Chun Lei drew a mysterious arc. Her whole body seemed to be circling around the three swordsmen.
The three of them didn't understand why, and the swords in their hands couldn't help but slow down, which gave the little monkey an opportunity to take advantage of.
The little monkey's iron rod swept through thousands of armies, and its power could break mountains and rocks.
The huge power of the little monkey made the three people's steps disorder. At the same time, Elijah stood in the position of the little monkey. Her sword was like thunder, and she stabbed thirteen swords in a row.
The golden energy burst out, and Ilia swept forward with a sword, like spring thunder breaking through the dark night.
"Thunder!" "Thunder breaks the world!" Two consecutive moves forced the two swordsmen to panic.
"Spring thunder shakes!" A sword came across the sky, like thunder that flashed endlessly.
Dust was flying, swords were flashing, and the two swordsmen were caught in the violent sword movement.
There was a loud "boom", Ilia's ripple Qigong was activated at full speed, and the dagger was faster than lightning.
Blood spattered, and one swordsman slowly fell down, while the other swordsman was kicked by Elia and flew three feet backwards, blood spurting out wildly.
With one successful move, Elijah turned around like a tiger descending a mountain.
The little monkey is born with supernatural powers, but in terms of martial arts skills, he is no match for the three swordsmen in white.
In this moment, the little monkey was hit by three swords in the chest and back, and the blood was dripping from it.
"Die!" Elijah volleyed down, her body spinning like a windmill.
Fists, kicks, swords, attacks are like the Yangtze River, stretching endlessly.
The little monkey's pressure was relieved, and he showed off his power and hit a swordsman's sword with his stick, causing the opponent's sword to miss far away.
"Bang!" Elijah volleyed out with both feet, kicked away the sword that the swordsman blocked with her left foot, and kicked the opponent's temple fiercely with her right foot.
A sword stabbed through the air, trying to pierce Ilia's thigh.
The angle and timing of the sword draw were chosen very carefully. The opponent calculated that Ilia was in the air and could not use the force.
Elijah sneered, and the short sword in her hand stabbed the opponent's sword point accurately. The two swords collided with each other, and the sword body was bent like a crescent moon. Elijah took the opportunity to roll in the air.
"Whoa!" The Chun Lei Sword flew out of his hand, the sword's light shining like a rainbow.
"Poof!" Bloody flowers flashed, the swordsman's eyes widened, and he slowly fell down.
In the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that can't be broken. Elijah's attack was too fast. Especially the last sword, which was as fast as the scythe of death and irresistible.
Ilia stood with her hands behind her hands, leaving a swordsman with trembling legs and the sword in his hand.
"Master! I'm going to save this disciple!" Elder Tian Jianwang couldn't hold himself back.
Yagyu sighed and said: "As a swordsman, you must have a heart to face death. Even if this disciple is saved, he will be no different from a dead person!"
A swordsman must be loyal to the way of the sword, even if he pays his life for it.
Fighting is inherently tragic, and any cowardice can only lead to ultimate destruction.
"Hmph!" Elijah sneered. Neither she nor the little monkey looked at the trembling swordsman, as if he was just the dead grass under his feet and not worth looking at.
"Ah---" The swordsman turned around, shouted, and staggered towards the canyon.
At this moment, all the disciples of Sword Saint Valley collectively felt ashamed!
Ilia turned around, Spring Thunder Sword pointed in the distance, and she looked at Yagyu provocatively.
Liu Sheng frowned, and his body floated down, like fallen leaves falling off a cliff.
From getting up to landing, his movements were so smooth and natural. From the perspective of others, Yagyu seemed to have just stepped on a step on such a high cliff.
Yagyu stood twenty meters in front of Elia, his sleeves fluttering, his eyes unwavering, and his tone even calmer: "I know you are here for him, and our Sword Master Valley did not participate in this matter."
Elijah believed this. Yagyu admired strong martial artists, and Fang Tianhao was the only opponent who could fight him. For a true strong martial artist, some things are done once they are done.
"I know!" Elijah suddenly raised her voice: "But he died in your Sword Saint Valley after all!"
Yagyu looked at Ilia with deep eyes. A sixty-year-old man could still maintain eyes as clear as the stars. What a martial arts attainment this was.
"Okay, I'll fight you!" Yagyu stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Elijah gritted her teeth and said, "Where is your sword?"
Yagyu looked up at the floating clouds in the sky and sighed: "The sword is already in my heart!"
Heart Sword? According to legend, the first level of the third level of swordsmanship. There are no more than ten people in this world who can reach this level!
Elijah's pupils shrank, and she slowly raised the Spring Thunder Sword.
Elijah used the dagger that was one and a half feet long, with both hands, and her expression became solemn.
The golden energy accumulated on Elijah's body, and in the end it was like a beating flame.
The flames were filled with steaming anger and boundless violence, and the decaying grass around them broke off one after another.
Yagyu still didn't take action, but an elder beside him changed his expression: "The legendary sword-controlling skill? How is this possible?"
In this elder's impression, the martial arts of Zoroastrianism is not swordsmanship, but swordsmanship.
That kind of violent swordsmanship is as violent as the wind and sea rain, which frightens ghosts and weeps. No one can resist it!
The sword that Elijah used was the swordsmanship taught by Fang Tianhao. During the twenty years at the bottom of the valley, Elijah spent her time practicing swordsmanship.
After twenty years of accumulation, Ilia's swordsmanship has reached an extremely terrifying level.
Golden light flashed, and everyone saw the golden sword light rising into the sky, and then disappeared.
No one could clearly see the movements of the two men. The sword light, which was as fast as lightning and flint, could not be captured by the naked eye.
"Ahem--" Elijah staggered, a stream of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, which reflected her pale face, which was so shocking.
She straightened up, raised the dagger Chun Lei in her hand again, and uttered a voice like nature: "I have made a promise to you, and I have been facing the wall for twenty years; I will repay you with my blood!"
In a trance, the man in white clothes with a flying sword seemed to be in the sky, in the clouds, smiling at him.
Tianhao, Tianhao, even if my body and soul are destroyed, I will avenge you!
A desperate martial arts master is terrifying, and Yagyu frowned.
"You are no match for me, so why bother!"
With good advice, Liu Sheng understood this woman's infatuation, just like his own infatuation with the sword.
Elijah's eyes were determined, and the golden energy on her body burst out again. At the same time, the little monkey on the side waved the iron rod and roared at Yagyu.
"Boom!" Gang Qi collided, and a jade dragon-like sword light crisscrossed the air.
The sword energy is vast and broad, and with the aura of a majestic king, Yagyu's King's Sword finally reveals its true face in Lushan.
"Bang bang!" There were two sounds in succession, and Elijah and the little monkey fell to the ground one after another.
A terrifying blood hole appeared in the little monkey's chest. He was pierced through the heart by the sword energy and could no longer survive. Ilia's meridians were severely injured by Yagyu's sword energy and she lost the ability to fight again.
"Sect Master!" The disciples of the Sword Saint Sect couldn't help but open their mouths, the shock in their hearts was indescribable.
The sect leader, who sits at Sword Peak all day long, has not used his sword for many years, but once he does, it is so terrifying.
It is really unheard of that the body alone can break through such a powerful sword energy without using a weapon.
Ilia still wanted to stand up, but with a wave of Yagyu's sleeves, Ilia fell to the ground again.
A dozen disciples unsheathed their swords and wanted to kill two of them. Yagyu glared and shouted: "Let's go!"
The words of the master of the Sword Saint Sect were the will of the gods and Buddhas. The disciples glared at Yelina unwillingly and left helplessly.
The surroundings fell silent, a cold wind suddenly rose, and countless withered and yellow grass stems fluttered in the wind.
Grass stems fell on Yelena's head. She crawled to the little monkey with difficulty and looked at the man affectionately.
This man who has been waiting for her for twenty years without any regrets, even though she doesn't love him, this deep love is enough to melt the ice and snow in her heart.
The little monkey was speechless, but there was already a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally turned deathly gray - "Little monkey, little monkey! Are you going to leave me too?" Elena hugged him
The corpse of the little monkey, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes---