Chapter 161 Immortal Dao Conference Five Nine Swords Mysteries
"How bold!" Another disciple of the Dugu family rushed up. He was also a cultivator of the Xuanzhao stage, and he had already stepped into the realm of the Golden Core stage. Among cultivators of the same realm,
It is absolutely invincible.
"Dugu family, Dugu Lian, I challenge you!" The man shouted, without allowing any explanation, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he stabbed Zhuge Buliang directly between his eyebrows.
"Ding!"
Zhuge Buliang bent his hand and flicked his fingers, and touched Dugu Lian's sword. The long sword shook. Just by snapping his fingers, Dugu Lian felt a numbness in the tiger's mouth, and quickly backed away.
"You want to fight again?" Zhuge Buliang looked at him.
Dugu Lian snorted coldly, and the long sword turned into layers of sword shadows and shrouded Zhuge Buliang. Countless sword energy strangled out and spread into the space of more than ten meters around Zhuge Buliang.
"Clang!"
The sound of the sword's cry was like the roar of dragons and tigers, and Zhuge Buliang calmly took a step forward.
"boom!"
Taking this step, the surface of Feixian Lake suddenly became rippled, and the sword energy shrouded in mid-air shattered into nothingness.
"This...how is it possible!" Dugu Lian looked surprised, his attack was easily broken by the other party.
Another sword curtain shrouded down, and the sword energy was everywhere.
Zhuge Buliang took another step.
"boom!"
All the hardness and sword energy were disintegrated.
"Hiss~~~"
The sounds of gasping for air came and went. Although Dugu Lian was a cultivator in the Xuanzhao stage, he had already entered the Golden Core stage. Among cultivators of the same level, he should be an invincible existence. But in this mysterious San
He was in Xiu's hands, but he had no power to fight back.
"ah!!!"
Dugu Lian was filled with shame and anger. He turned into a sword rainbow and killed Zhuge Buliang. This was a move that Su Xiaobai had used in his previous victory over Pan Longxiu, and it was obviously the signature trick of the Dugu family.
Dugu Lian transformed into a sword rainbow and tore apart the space. Although this move was not as stunning as Su Xiaobai's previous display, the momentum was still not to be underestimated. Even the cultivators standing on the shore watching the battle felt it.
A powerful sword spirit.
Jian Hong was immediately in front of Zhuge Buliang.
"Ding!"
There was a crisp sound, and an astonishing scene was staged above Feixian Lake. Zhuge Buliang actually caught the shocking sword thrust between his two fingers.
"Damn, it's so perverted!"
some people exclaimed.
Tianchi Saint, Jian Piaohong, Buddhist Zhenzi from Daluo Temple, Cao Gou and other major disciples all showed surprise. Peerless goddesses like Tianchi Saint had their eyes wandering.
"boom!"
Zhuge Buliang slapped Dugu Lian away with a slap in the face.
"You..." Dugu Lian had the urge to vomit blood, and he felt a rage in his chest that had nowhere to go.
"Dugu Lian, please step back, you are no match for him." Dugu Yifei said at the side, looking at Zhuge Buliang with bright eyes.
"No! I can fight again! There is no way I can lose to this casual cultivator!" Dugu Lian shouted angrily, raising his sword to kill Zhuge Buliang again.
Zhuge Buliang shook his head helplessly, his pupils moved strangely, and he used Dead Eyes again. The dead eyes flashed with strange colors. In an instant, Dugu Lian paused, and his expression became ferocious and frightened.
Zhuge Buliang took a step forward, and the void shook.
"puff!"
Dugu Lian spat out a mouthful of blood and his body trembled violently.
Zhuge Buliang stepped forward again.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
After three consecutive steps, Dugu Lian vomited blood and was shaken by the Dead Eyes and Zhuge Buliang's footwork. He flew out and fell into the lake.
Suddenly, the crowd around him became excited. He killed the enemy in four steps. What kind of violent method was this?
At this moment, even the chief figures of the major sects couldn't help but change their expressions. In the Tianchi, the eyes of the Holy Maiden of Tianchi fluctuated slightly, and a trace of solemnity appeared between her eyebrows.
Jian Piaohong also frowned, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, thinking about something.