Chapter Ninety-Seven: Skills Shock Four (Fourth Update)
Chu Xiaohui was knocked back several meters by the sharp and terrifying sword energy, and rolled in the air for several weeks. Just as he was about to fall, suddenly, another shocking sword energy roared towards him.
It was obvious that Ouyang Jian was not prepared to give him time to recover.
"Without shadow, without wind, without trace!"
As early as the moment he was knocked away, Chu Xiaohui took off the Qingshang on his back. At this time, he felt a sharp sword wind rushing toward him, and he couldn't help but sneered in his heart, his white skin
Putting her slender hand on the strings, she flicked the strings, and suddenly, a beautiful sound suddenly sounded. This beautiful sound made everyone present instantly calm down a little bit in their originally agitated hearts.
What shocked everyone was that Chu Xiaohui's body was almost struck by the sharp sword energy. In an instant, it unexpectedly shot out to the left like a bow and arrow. "Boom!" Then, this terrifying light shot out.
His sword energy struck the battle platform fiercely, leaving a superficial scar on the huge bluestone of the battle platform.
"How can it be?"
Everyone's eyes were filled with shock. The ghostly figure of Chu Xiaohui just now suddenly aroused thousands of huge waves in their minds. It was too much to be able to fly without any help in the air.
It's terrifying. You must know that flying out of thin air can only be mastered by cultivators at the sword king level.
"Has he already reached the realm of Sword King!"
Everyone couldn't help but say in shock.
"Hey, how he did it is simply unbelievable. If I hadn't seen it today, I wouldn't have known that someone in the world could fly out of thin air with the skills of a swordsman." A trace of surprise flashed through Yuanqing's beautiful eyes, and it was hard to believe.
He shook his head in belief and said.
"This little guy is getting more and more interesting. Fifth Senior Brother, you have really found a treasure this time. By the way, how did he do it?" Yuan Bing looked at the tall figure on the battlefield, his beautiful eyes
A flash of curiosity flashed through her, and then she turned her head slightly and turned to her wooden senior brother.
"Qin,,"
Yuan Yan just said the word "qin" lightly and said no more. Yuan Bing and the others were not stupid people. They were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes were fixed on the hand that had appeared in Chu Xiaohui's body at some time.
With the green guqin in his hand, the image flashed through his mind. The moment when Chu Xiaohui played the guqin just now was vaguely visible.
"That green guqin is not simple."
Yuanhe's eyes suddenly became a lot deeper, and he said lightly. When they were surprised, they didn't notice the frightening cold light in Yuancan's eyes.
"Yuan Ru Qing Shang Sword Qi is flying!"
Chu Xiaohui recited the formula of "The Music of the Sword" in a low voice. In an instant, the fingertips of his hands flashed with a faint white light. Then, these white lights merged into the strings of the piano. The moment the sound of the piano sounded, a violent
, turned into streams of light and struck Ouyang Jian at extremely fast speeds.
"Sword Qi! The light he emitted is actually sword Qi!"
Yuan Ying's body couldn't help but trembled, and he suddenly lost his voice.
"ah,,"
Ouyang Jian was immediately stunned by the terrifying strength displayed by Chu Xiaohui. In a panic, his body was hit by those sharp sword energies. In an instant, several streams of blood quickly emerged from the wounds.
No matter how much he tried to dodge, he still looked so pale and helpless, because not only were the energy contained in these sharp sword energies terrifying, but they also made him feel fearful.