Elder Yu said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to my junior uncle. It's a pity that only one location has been opened... Finally one location has been opened."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fierce battle in the field took another turn. The three Dian Hufeng disciples struggled to control their flying swords. No matter how they flew elsewhere, it was fine. However, when they got close, the swords were messy and difficult to control, and they could not hurt Su Jing at all.
, let alone defeating him, the blind young man who was waiting with his sword hanging on the side realized that the attack of his fellow disciples was unfavorable, so he no longer waited, and with a light smack in his mouth, the sword and seal flew out quickly.
The sword seal flew straight into the sky, and when the wind surged, it turned into miles of yellow smoke in the blink of an eye, and pressed heavily on Su Jing's head... The next moment, the sword energy fell like rain on his head!
A pressure-pressing sword seal was no less powerful than the siege by the three people in front of him. The sword energy and three feet of his body were trembling and chaotic. Su Jing's pressure inevitably increased sharply. At this moment, two brilliance flickered again, and the air
Two more 'spiritual lamps' were added to it, and two more upright acupuncture points were opened.
Breaking the orifice in the battle was surprising, but for the blind boy, the battle in front of him was the real key. The sword attack alone was ineffective. He repeated the two-handed sword technique several times, and the yellow smoke formed by the sword seal in the air flowed for miles, and he breathed
The time condensed into a hazy sword, and the sky above the light suddenly became dim...
It is obvious that all the light within a radius of ten miles has been absorbed by the Yanxia Divine Sword, so the world becomes dark. But it is equally obvious that the Yanxia Divine Sword drinks up the light, but it does not become even brighter.
The sky is darkened by the sword, but the sword is not illuminated by the sky! That narrow, more than ten miles long, diagonally across the sky and earth... a stab from the divine sword!
Unsurprisingly, cheers mixed with endless exclamations burst out. The sword seal turned into haze, the haze bloomed with sword energy, the sword energy condensed into the sky sword, and three shocking changes occurred with one sword, coming from a pale young man who was born with a disability and was blind!
For the third time, the presiding elder waved his long sleeves. Although he had not moved yet, he was already full of mystical skills and was ready to intervene at any time. He could see that Su Jing's sword field could no longer block Ling Yutian under the fierce attacks from three parties.
A powerful blow.
Su Jing's expression also changed, but it was by no means panic or despair. On the contrary, he became more and more excited, excited, excited...excited! He let out a haha in his mouth, and laughed loudly as he shook off the endless waves.
Twenty-seven sword feathers, he broke out of the small sword domain that he had worked so hard to spread...
Jun is no longer. The domain has not been eliminated, and the twenty-seven sword feathers are still dancing wildly, maintaining the chaos of three feet. In addition, the other three Dianhu disciples did not expect that Su Jing would actually jump out and fight the blind boy. From this, their
Jian' was held back by Jianyu for a moment.
Su Jing fought for just this 'moment' to seize the opportunity! Several Dian Hufeng disciples were shocked. In such a fierce fight, a 'moment' was enough to determine the outcome and seize life and death. As long as Su Jing took the opportunity to attack and kill
Come here. A Dianhu disciple will die soon.
The three young men, who were indifferent, dark and thin, and honest, roared loudly and hurriedly stepped back. However, the imagined crisis did not come, and their awe turned into shock. Su Jing, who escaped from his shell, did not attack anyone.
His wings of fire soared into the sky and faced the blind boy's third sword seal.
From this, the Dianhu disciples suddenly realized that, at least at this moment, Su Jing did not seek victory, he sought a battle!
A hearty and all-out sword fight! Putting aside the outcome, Su Jing saw the flaw in the sword, but seeing it was not enough. He had to try whether he could break it.
sword.
The hazy sword comes from the sky.
Su Jing flew directly from Guangmingding.
The brilliant sun fire swaying from the fire wings of the capital pierced the dark world. Su Jing faced the heavenly sword. Golden light appeared in the fire wings again, and a sword feather was held in Su Jing's hand.
The sword light overturned the heaven and the earth, and the dazzling brightness burst out at the intersection of Su Jing and the Yanxia Heavenly Sword! The two sword forces touched, and a sharp sound like a bell and a big Lu swept across the top of the light.
All the disciples below the three realms covered their ears and eyes, but everyone above Xiao Zhenyi could see clearly. Su Jing held up a sword feather sideways and tried his best to block the brilliant sword.
The sharp edges of the two swords are clashing against each other, seemingly standing still, but anyone can understand how terrifying the battle of determination and strength that surges back and forth between the two sharp points is!
The blind boy's face became paler and almost transparent; Su Jing, who was protected by sword feathers, gritted his teeth and looked ferocious. Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed, four spiritual lanterns lit up again, and then eight spiritual lanterns. Su Jing turned on twelve more spiritual lanterns.
Big pussy!
Blocking the opponent's sword was just the beginning. Su Jing's last six sword feathers appeared at the same time, flying all the way upwards, but the six swords evoked a fierce attack like a storm, slamming the Yanxia Divine Sword from all directions, and the swords clashed with each other.
It was loud and loud, and the next moment Su Jing let out a hoarse roar, and the fire wings violently shook him up three feet... The divine sword pressed his head, and he rose another three feet.
The Yanxia Divine Sword did not give in even a little bit, but Su Jing was able to rise higher because the six sword feathers he released danced wildly and intercepted the soul, making it difficult for the opponent to wield the sword. The Divine Sword became more fragile due to the reduced support of its master.
The transformed sword tip could not withstand the sharpness of Su Jing's hand, and was cut apart by him.
A crack appeared on the tip of the Yanxia Divine Sword!
Su Jing was in this gap, and the fire wings vibrated again, taking Su Jing up one foot at a time. He wanted to open up the haze from the bottom up!
The golden wind is fierce, the sun fire is fierce, the true energy in the body is surging, and the sixteen spiritual fires are resurrected.
The blind boy's sword seal was crumbling. At this moment, the sword gourd, sword robe, and Xuan Bingjian, who had escaped from the sword domain, greeted each other at the same time, urging the flying swords to join the battle group with all their strength. As soon as these three people moved, the twenty-seven sword feathers were also affected by Su.
The scenery summoned them all to fly up, and then returned to their master's side to mark the ground and pay homage.
Spiritual energy rages in all directions, and the sword energy crazily engulfs the world. One against four, the young master of Guangmingding versus the four young talents from Dian Hufeng. Only then can it be considered a real showdown. Although the vigorous and violent spirit of spiritual energy spreads,
The light filled the entire dome, but it was not enough to cover up the endless layer of hole-breaking spiritual fire that danced like fireflies.
Just as the thirty-two spiritual lanterns were turned on, sixty-four spiritual lights appeared again... The light was weak but stubborn, and no one could ignore it! In a moment, Su Jing had opened 127 major acupoints!
At this moment, how could the many elders around him not understand that Su Jing was once again using the fierceness and sharpness of the sword fight to gain enlightenment.
Crossing the realm for half a hundred years, practicing like this in the third realm of almost a mortal life, the Asshi points all over the body are fully opened, and they are fully tolerated by the wind and fire. In the last few years, the Su Jingxuan Gong practiced has been running smoothly, and the three sixty-one main points have been continuously
It was loose, but just short of the last line, it was still impossible to truly break through. This happened only because Su Jing's practice gradually deepened, and his true essence not only obtained the essence of Yanghuo, but also gradually accumulated the meaning of the Golden Crow.
The divine bird of the Nine Heavens, the incarnation of the sun, is the three-legged golden crow that is usually transformed into blazing fire. How can words describe the 'fierce' nature of it? If you want to complete the third level of practice, you want to shine in the world.
For Ling's skills to be perfect, it's not enough just to have reached the level of cultivation, you also have to force out that 'violence'!
Going to Sword Tomb to investigate does not necessarily mean going in the name of Li Shan; but without this sect competition, Su Jing himself would have to find someone to fight for a breakthrough. In this case, why not participate?
After the fight with You Shuqi, Su Jing felt that his strength was not enough, so he ended up in this fight with one against five.
How did Ren Duo know that Su Jing's way of breaking through the level was so weird? A humiliating battle that he thought would drain the young man's energy turned out to be a stepping stone for Su Jing to reach the fourth level. Now that things have happened, even if Ren Duo regrets it
It was impossible to interrupt the competition... Suddenly there was a clear and long roar, and a person moved in the arena: the blind boy.
He only had four sword seals, three small seals to resist the Thirteen Sword Feathers, and one large seal that was still fighting with Su Jing. At this moment, the young man had nothing to gain, but suddenly stood up, climbed up step by step, and faced the fierce battle group in the mid-air.
Go.
There was nothingness under his feet, but his steps were extremely steady; his eyes were blind, but his direction was extremely clear. His figure was flying in the air, and his clothes were blowing in the wind, which made him look inexplicably empty in the eyes of others...
Because of the weight loss, such weight loss, such a pale blind boy!
Seventeen steps forward and backward, the blind young man approached the battle group without any hesitation. On the eighteenth step, the young man took a step forward and raised his hand slightly. He pulled out his hairpin, a small sword with flawless white jade and a round luster.
, his fifth sword.
On the 19th step, he stepped into the three-foot-long area surrounded by Jianyu. His thin body blocked the turbulent current, and his body was swaying endlessly. The sword hairpin in his hand was still stable. Moving forward, he used himself to open the way for the last sword!
On the twentieth step, the blind boy met Su Jing.
After a series of changes, there was a wonderful big fight, but at this moment there were no cheers anymore, only a series of exclamations left! This was something that no one, including the elders with profound cultivation and the demon slaves from Bright Summit, had ever thought of.
Su Jing, who had already sacrificed all his sword feathers and fought to the end of his rope, still had some strength left at this moment...Su Jing did not abandon his sword feathers, but Su Jing drew his sword with another hand!
The second time I got it from my mistress, a mortal sword worth thirty taels of silver.
The three-foot sword field faced the sword gourd, sword robe, and black ice sword; the sword feathers in his left hand sliced the haze divine sword vertically; the long sword in his right hand pointed at the approaching enemy. The excitement and agitation on Su Jing's face disappeared, and his eyes were calm.
Momo, all the spirit and energy have been put into the sword in his hand.
The sword hairpin moved forward, and the long sword met it. There was a soft clang, and the sharp edges of the two swords touched each other, and they stood still.
In the past fifty years, they have been the four most outstanding disciples in swordsmanship in Lishan. Any one of them is the goal that the younger disciples in the sect vowed to work hard to surpass, but they were pushed further and further away. But now the four of them are together.
Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't do anything to Su Jing.
The four shows work together, but Su Jing is still unable to do anything!
After all the exclamations, the whole place was silent, and everyone held their breath to pay attention to the battle situation.
Even if the outcome is still undecided, no Lishan disciple will laugh or dare to laugh at Su Jing's progress in cultivation. At this moment, everyone watching the battle, especially the younger disciples, have already looked at Su Jing with excitement.
He gained respect and admiration. This was Su Jing’s genuine prestige. He deserved the tranquility caused by reverence...
A moment of shock and a moment of silence, Su Jing's power.
The fight was still going on, and the one-on-four stalemate had not yet broken down. Two breaths passed, and suddenly the aura appeared on Su Jing's body again! It was no longer three and five streaks, the situation was as if a hot coal was being violently burned.
Throw it hard on a cold stone.
The fire collapsed, and what exploded was a bright light! (To be continued...)
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