Chapter VII The River of Sword Qi, One Death and One Escape
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"Boy, don't be shameless. Come back to Baijianmen with us and receive your punishment. Maybe the master is in a good mood and will only destroy your cultivation and spare your life!" Zhao Qingyong, the seventh elder of Baijianmen, said.
He looked at Huang Wuji with contemptuous eyes and said with a warning tone.
"Haha!" Huang Wuji looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. His eyes as black as ink burst out with endless icy murderous intent, and his whole body was like a peerless sword, with its sharp edge dominating the world.
The emperor's aura of arrogance over the others swept through the entire reception building like a storm.
"Okay, great, there is no need for Baijian Sect to continue to exist!" Huang Wuji decided the future of Baijian Sect with one word, which made Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of Baijian Sect, and Xie Fei, the eighth elder, feel a chill in their hearts at the same time. It seemed that Baijian Sect
There is really no need for the door to exist. The aura in those words that I am the only one who can judge the direction of the court and judge life and death is like the emperor who sits high above the nine heavens, with an irresistible majesty.
"Be brave, it is not the turn of a mere brat to decide the life or death of our Baijian Sect. Follow us back obediently!" The seventh elder of the Baijian Sect took a step and disappeared instantly, appearing behind Huang Wuji like a ghost, a pair of
The green claws, like ghost claws, press against the shoulders.
"Well, I want a sect named after swords from the Hundred Swordsmen to have a master who uses fists and a master who uses poison. I'm really amazed!" Huang Wuji stood still in the face of the pale green ghost claws, and his right knee shook slightly.
Bend, tap your left leg lightly like a dragonfly touching water, and rub the edge of the poisonous claws with your whole body, and you can still smell the slight stench emitted by the poisonous claws.
"Yin Kui's hand, you can still smell the stench. It seems that you haven't mastered it yet. What I didn't expect is that a dignified elder of Baijianmen can actually practice such low-level demonic kung fu. It seems that Baijianmen is nothing."
A decent family!" Huang Wuji's cold face showed a hint of wonder or a mocking smile, and the dignified second-grade Yin Kui's hands were said to be inferior to others.
"Boy, you actually know about Yin Kui's hand. You should also know the consequences of being hit by Yin Kui's hand!" Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of Baijian Sect, laughed proudly. If you want to join Yin Kui's hand, you must have 100,000 virgins every month.
The yin kuih is mixed with hundreds of highly toxic substances, and the hands are soaked in them once a month without interruption. It takes hundreds of years to soak them.
Seeing that Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of Baijian Sect, only gave out a slight stench, if Huang Wuji's various organs had not been strengthened by the blue sky for thousands of years, and his sense of smell was extremely sensitive, he would not have smelled a speck of stench. Ordinary people would not want to.
He said, based on this inference, Yin Kui Shou has already achieved around nine levels, and he can achieve great success as long as he persists for ten years.
Dacheng's Yinkui hand no longer simply uses poisonous gas to attack the opponent. Yinkui is a dirty thing that women are born with. Even a warrior-level warrior must give up three points when facing such evil things and be infected by the female Yinkui.
It takes a lot of time for Yuanyang Wuying to recover.
Of course, Wu Zun's evasion is a bit exaggerated. Ordinary Yin Kui objects have no effect on Wu Zun. Only the thorn-killing Yin thunder refined by the demonic way by gathering the Yin Kui objects of hundreds of millions of women is enough to kill a Dharma Master level expert.
The infant Wu was directly blown into ashes and will never be reincarnated.
Yin Kui Hands are different from the one that requires hundreds of millions of female yin sunflowers to destroy the thorny yin thunder. As long as you persevere and soak your hands with 100,000 female yin sunflowers every month, after it is completed, it will have one thousandth of the power of the thorn yin thunder. Facing the elixir
Those at the peak of Qi Realm or Yin Zun are not left behind at all.
It seems that in just ten more years, the Hundred Swords Sect will have another master who is equivalent to the strong Yin Zun. In this way, for the Ten Thousand Mountains with a radius of 10,000 mountains, the situation of the Hundred Swords Sect dominating the ten mountains will be broken, and then the situation will be expanded.
Its own power, with two Yin Lords guarding the Baijian Sect, is comparable to that of medium and large sects. Dominating Baishan is not a big problem.
"What you are talking about is the poisonous gas in Yinkui's hand!" Huang Wuji was not worried at all that he had smelled Yinkui's poison, or in other words, he didn't take it to heart at all. Faced with the confident expression of Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of Baijian Sect,
The old face showed a disdainful smile.
"Eh!" Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of Baijian Sect, saw Zhao Qing standing in front of him talking as if nothing had happened. There was no sign of poisoning at all. Huang Wuji was suddenly startled, his face changed drastically, and he said in surprise: "How is it possible, you don't have Bardo Kui?"
Cold poison, impossible!".
Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of the Hundred Sword Sect, has been wallowing outside for hundreds of years, and has seen countless people with his eyes. He has already seen that Huang Wuji is only in the middle stage of the Orange Core Realm, and that he is almost three levels higher than him in the late Green Core Realm.
In terms of level, he considers himself to be above it in terms of strength and experience.
However, at this moment, there was nothing that could be done about the boy in front of him, and he felt powerless, as if he was a hedgehog covered with sharp thorns, making it impossible for him to do anything.
"It seems that you have a rare treasure on your body that can resist my Yin Kui Cold Poison. If the cold poison doesn't work, I will use my strength to capture you and take you back!" Zhao Qing, the Seventh Elder of the Hundred Sword Sect, said this with a flash of greed in his eyes.
Colorful, I have already determined in my heart that the strange treasure is on Huang Wuji's body.
Xie Fei, the eighth elder of Baijian Sect on the side, also had a look of greed on his face, which disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then, following the words of the seventh elder Zhao Qing, he said righteously: "Yes, Elder Zhao. There must be some treasure in this kid to resist you."
The Yinkui Cold Poison, let’s work together to capture it, find the treasures and present them to the leader!”.
The eighth elder Xie Fei had just finished speaking, and a look of dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of the seventh elder Zhao Qing. He knew that the other party did not want him to take it as his own, so he used the sect's care to tell him that he would also have a share of the treasure.
"Haha, what Elder Xie said, as long as we work together to take down this kid, the treasure will naturally be handed over to the sect!" Seventh Elder Zhao Qing specifically mentioned the sect, which was secretly telling Xie Fei that getting the treasure is indispensable, such as the leader.
It's pure bullshit.
"Haha, Elder Zhao understands righteousness very well, and I admire you greatly!" Eighth Elder Xie Fei also made a promise, as long as you give me a share, everything else is fine.
Huang Wuji saw two shameless old guys pretending to be in front of him, and seemed to have convinced him. He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, but he quickly calmed down, facing two experienced people who had lived outside the country for many years.
Two masters of the alchemy realm should be extra careful.
Fang Wai is different from those masters of the alchemy realm in Middle-earth who have never seen the world. They have climbed up to the alchemy realm from the bottom step by step. That person did not have hundreds of lives at his fingertips. In all kinds of battles outside Fang Wai
There is no shortage of them, and if you are not careful, you will lose your head and body.
While the two were chatting and joking, Huang Wuji suddenly drank, his fingers merged together, and a three-foot-long golden sword passed through the void and split into two. The sharp sword energy with a bleak and vast killing intent was like a sharp sword across the world.
The arrow shot directly at Xie Fei and Zhao Qing.
"No, get out of the way!" Seventh Elder Zhao Qing and Eighth Elder Xie Fei felt a forceful sword energy coming from all directions at the same time. They looked forward and said in unison.
"I want to hide, but it's too late, the sword energy is flowing!" The three-foot-long giant sword divided again and turned into a half-foot-long sword energy suspended in the sky and the earth. The countless sword energy formed a magnificent scene.
The sword energy is like a long river. The sword energy is like fish swimming in the river. It is like countless stars in the sky, forming a high tower. The spiral is like a tornado, and the golden vast river flows slowly. The layers of sword energy are almost infinite.
Endless, spiraling up like a sword dragon lying across the nine heavens, trapping Zhao Qing and Xie Fei firmly in the center of the long river of sword energy.
"What magical power is this!" Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of the Hundred Sword Sect, and Xie Fei, the eighth elder, were secretly shocked. Such a spectacular and shocking sight was only seen when the Supreme Elder advanced to the position of Yin Lord. With one sword, he slashed out like
Thousands of swords came out in unison, and the vast sword light covered the entire Baijianmen station as if it covered the sky and the sun. A peak in the back mountain was directly split into two halves. The two of them have never forgotten that scene.
"Heaven-level magical powers, heaven-level magical powers, it's impossible, how can this kid have heaven-level magical powers!" In the eyes of Seventh Elder Zhao Qing and Eighth Elder Xie Fei, it is possible for an Orange Core Realm master to produce such an incredible scene with just one move.
Only those heaven-level skills that are said to be visible in the Nine Sects and Eight Sects. In their eyes, such skills are no longer within the scope of human power and should be called supernatural powers.
Huang Wuji moved his two fingers, and countless sword energy spread across the world, and a scornful will flowed in the small world of the Yingbin Building. Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of the Hundred Sword Sect, and Xie Fei, the eighth elder, were struck by countless sharp thorns all over their bodies.
The sword energy was firmly nailed to the spot, and as long as they made the slightest movement, countless sword energy would directly crush them into pieces.
"Eighth Elder, what should I do?" At this time, the Seventh Elder Zhao Qing, who usually seemed confident, panicked and pulled the Eighth Elder Xie Fei, whom he had always looked down upon, to ask.
"Seventh Elder, don't worry, I have a solution!" Eighth Elder Xie Fei's eyes flashed fiercely, and Seventh Elder Zhao Qing secretly thought that it was not good and just wanted to take action. Xie Fei took the lead and grabbed Zhao Qing's hand with a move of "Five Ding Kaishan"
The collar pointed towards the sword energy.
Driven by the sword energy, the long river seemed to be poured into boiling hot oil. Countless sword energy cut through the sky and pierced the body of Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of Baijian Sect, and was instantly twisted into pieces, leaving not even a trace of his clothes.
.The sword energy loosened, and a gap appeared in the long river. Eighth elder Xie Fei saw the right opportunity, jumped out of the sword energy river, and escaped from the Feiyu Yingbin Building without looking back.
"Eh!" Huang Wuji was directing the sword energy and couldn't be distracted. He escaped from a fish that slipped through the net. He wanted to catch up, but the sword energy prevented him from being distracted. He could only sigh. Unexpectedly, with a thunderbolt,
Despite the attack, one person escaped.
"Sword Qi Long River" is worthy of being a heaven-level seventh-level sword move. With the current level of cultivation, it can only be barely activated and cannot be controlled freely at all. It can only rely on the protection of the sword Qi to kill all incoming enemies. It cannot attack independently. In fact,
Huang Wuji felt a little regretful.
Without controlling the "long river of sword energy", countless sword energy flew around like locusts. Years of hard work of Feiyu Sect were instantly destroyed. Nine pavilions built with hundreds of thousands of spirit stones were directly strangled under the raging force of countless sword energy.
It turned into debris, flying everywhere along with the sword's edge.
As for Xie Fei, the eighth elder of Baijianmen who escaped, he didn't take it to heart. After the battle just now, it would probably take several days to bring in reinforcements. Huang Wuji had already made a decision to leave today. Xie Fei
Just run away. It is true that one day the Hundred Sword Sect will be destroyed.
Seeing that the pavilion was destroyed, but the main body of Feiyu Guest House was not damaged at all, Huang Wuji took a deep look and secretly said that this city was really not simple, and he would definitely check it out in detail when he came back one day.
However, the ninth elder of the Feiyu sect who took in the scheming Emperor Wuji and was in charge of the Yingbin Tower looked at the ruined pavilion and felt like he had been cut by a knife in his heart. Red blood flowed from his eyes drop by drop, filled with grief.
I can't help but want to cry loudly to relieve the hatred of destroying buildings and pavilions.dd