Chapter 32, Ten Thousand Swords Resonate, Eternal Constellation Sword Formation
Ximen Tian didn't look at Ye Bai, his face was exposed, and he walked in front of Taishu Qianyan, sneered: "Don't worry, now it's your turn, Tai Shu Qianyan, I haven't seen you for a long time, three hundred years!
"
He looked up at the sky, and said leisurely: "At that time, I admire you so much. The two of us are the two biggest family in the blue mountain casting sword city.
The peerless genius that only the Ximen family only got out of the past thousand years. I do n’t know how many people think that we are the combination of heaven.
"However, that year, I went to your house to ask for a relative, and your father even caught me out of me like a dog. You know, at that time, I swear that I must let your uncle's family disappear from this world from this world.
Don't see again. "
Speaking of which, Ximen Tian's face showed the excited and pleasant color, and laughed with tears: "I did it, I finally did it, hahaha, you know how much I hate in my heart, but I didn’t have any time.
Methods, we can't fight you, uncle's house, but God helps me, a Xuanzun -level strong passing by. "
"I just used a rumor to let your entire uncle's house fly ash. At that moment, I was so happy. I didn't know how excited I was. I watched your father and your uncle, uncle, died in
Under the sword of that person, my heart was trembling in a pool of blood. Afterwards, I also pursued your whereabouts, but I couldn't find it. I thought you were dead.
Slowly passing the year, I still haven't forgotten you. "
"You see. How deep I love you, but your father disdains me. He tasted the bad results, but you didn’t. At that time, you did n’t look at me.
. Revenge hard! "
"What, it's you ... I want to kill you!"
Uncle Qianyan was full of tears and pointed at Ximen Tian. She did not expect that all of this thing was all picked up by Ximen Tian. She thought he was young after all.
It is expected that all the charm of everything turned out to be him!
Now, the enemy is in front of her, but she is unable to take revenge.
Ximen Tian looked at the tearful uncle Qianyan, full of pleasure in his heart, haha madly smiled: "How, heartache. I regret it ... late. It's you, bringing you the disaster of your uncle's family to destroy the family.
It is you, I rejected my relatives. Let me live in the laughing stocks of others in my life. At that time, I practiced crazy cultivation, cultivation, but unfortunately, I couldn't get revenge, it was my biggest regret in my life! "
"But--" Speaking of which, he said, pointed at Tai Shu Qianyan, and said, "I didn't expect that three hundred years later, you didn't die, and actually appeared automatically in my
before,
Let me still have the opportunity to retaliate by myself. I really want to thank you, hahaha! Three hundred years of hard work, I finally did not have a white waste. I retreat to the flame hole for decades.
'Nine -fire floating tower', now, you can finally let you taste the painful taste! "
"I want to torture you fiercely in front of everyone. I want to take off your clothes in public and let the court be widely seen. How beautiful is your Beihai princess that year?
Lightning, even under Jiuquan Hell, your father and uncle, uncle, are not allowed to be peaceful. I killed you first, and then cut your little lover into fragments in front of your body, take your dog, feed the dog ...
... "
Listening to Simon Tianmeng, he said to himself, and his uncle Qian Yan's heart rushed in his heart. He stepped back and murmured: "You are crazy, you are crazy ..."
Ximen Tian heard that the whole person was suddenly crazy, his eyes became red, and he shouted at the uncle Qian Yan: "Yes, I'm crazy, three hundred years of crazy, all of this, not all you are forced, not you are forced. Now, you have attacked my family of Ximen again. When my Ximen family is no one, this hatred is not worn together, uncle Qianyan, let's come! "
With a big drink, Ximen Tian's palm is a trick, a small and small tower of the nine -layer flame tower with a small and clear, crystal, crystal -like jade, at the center of his palm. At this time, the small tower lights a total of five layers, indicating that he will "Nine Fire The magical power of the Floating Tower "has reached the point of the fifth floor.
"boom!"
The flames of the sky swept the sky. When it came, Uncle Tai was unable to prevent it and was unable to stop it. Suddenly, "噔噔噔" took a few steps back. When he raised his palm and looked at it, he found that the place where the flame was in contact with the flame was red, and the black gas was faintly emerged.
"A little strength, take another trick!"
Ximen Tian's face showed a joke on the face, and a sound of "Hu Hu" threw the nine layers of floating slaughter tower in the air in the air. As soon as the floating tower was in the air, the first three layers were lit at the same time, a terrible flame of the flames. As the sky rose, the flame tower "whine" rotated, just like a Ukraine that flew with a speed, and it was hit by Uncle Taishi Qianyan.
Uncle Qianyan's face showed a dignified color, his face appeared on Sheng Mu, and suddenly he "shouted", his hands hit a mysterious handprint on his chest, and a layer of Mingyu -like color suddenly appeared on his face: "Uncle Thousand Thousands of Thousands Stack your palm! "
In a moment, a thousand layers were shot at the same time, overlapping together in the air, and stopped towards the flame tower that came from the illness.
"boom!"
The Flame Tower collided with the uncle Qianyan Qianyan Qianyan's palm in the air. Ximen Tian was just shaking his body, but the uncle Qianyan was hit by a lightning, and was directly by the nine layer of flames. The tower hit, "Wow", a bite of black blood sprayed as the chest, and the placket was stained with red chest.
Seeing this scene, Ximen Tian not only did not keep his hands, but was even more crazy. He drank: "Floating slaughter hundreds of turns, Da Luo Zijin hand!"
I saw the flame tower, which was thrown in the air, and rotated rapidly. Behind, Ximen's body is torn, a purple golden palm, the trajectory running along the small tower.
In helplessness of Uncle Qianyan, he only raised his palms again and welcomed him.
"Boom, Boom!"
The continuous burst of sounding, every time he took the palm, the uncle Qian Yan took a step back. In the end, it really retreated. The face has become pale.
With a "pop", in the small tower, a ray of flames spit out, flew towards her, and burned her sleeves all over, exposing a small crystal -like arm.
The people below saw this scene. I excitedly shouted: "Fight!"
"Old ancestor!"
"The ancestor is too violent!"
Many people looked at a small cut arm that was slightly exposed by Uncle Qianyan, and the greedy light was released in the eyes.
Obviously. The absolute suppression of strength, coupled with the experience of Ximentian's battle experience, and uncle Qianyan have always been alone in the underground cave, except for the eighteen years of life before, no one has guided her, and she follows her with her. Fighting ... Except for today's battle with Ximen Boye, there is almost no experience in fighting. When you meet Ximen Tian, the natural gap is getting bigger and bigger. It is almost overwhelmed by Ximen Tian.
Moreover, Ximen Tian practiced half of the body. Even if she had the power to respect, her attack hit Ximen Tian, and she still couldn't leave much traces, which made him a little bit embarrassed.
Ximen Tian is different. He not only has half a body, but also has the strange nine -layer floating slaughter tower, which seems to be extremely terrible. It contains the power that makes the heavens trembling.
Coupled with his big Luo Zijin's hand, it is inevitable, and always cooperate with the flame tower. It appears in the surprising place, and the uncle Qianyan festival is defeated, which is very normal.
Submission is a long -term thing.
However, everyone can see at this time that Ximen Tian has not been harder. If he really wants to win, he can have done it for a long time, but every time he deliberately leaves a little effort, he only uses it to just compare it. Qian Yanqiang's strength and uncle Qianyan played.
While fighting, he kept speaking and insulting, provoking his uncle Qianyan's fighting spirit, obviously, to destroy the uncle Qianyan's mind from faith.
He is no longer satisfied with the defeat of the uncle Qianyan on the force. He wants to destroy her from his mind, spirit, and completely destroy.
Faced with his increasingly unbearable words, the uncle Qian Yan's face became darker and darker, and the corners of his mouth bleed bleeding, and he kept crazy attack. After all her attacks, all her efforts were made to the east.
Seeing the scene of Ximen Tian's fighting like playing with Uncle Qianyan, the hundreds of disciples of the hundreds of Ximen family below, they laughed more joyfully, one by one, one by one said all kinds of unbearable words.
However, the same scene fell under the eyes of Ye Bai, who was paralyzed on the ground, but the whole person looked at it, and his eyes were red.
Ximen Tian's madness and shamelessness had been deeply angry. Ye Bai only felt hot, and the whole person seemed to be burning, crazy.
His chest was punched by Ximen Tian, and the bombardment collapsed in half. He should have lost all his combat effectiveness, but at this moment, he couldn't care about anything. It even stimulated his fighting spirit ...
His heart was crazy instantly, and the blood that had never been before, rising from the top of his head, from small to large, in the process of more than 20 years of life, he never had a moment. people.
His combat power was raised crazy. At that moment, the sound of "bombardment" seemed to be broken. Double power, pouring into his body.
Suddenly, he felt that he could move, and reached out his hand to support the ground. Ye Bai rose without hesitation, his arms waved the sky, and his mental power was set to the entire Ximen swordfang, shouting: "Sword!"
With his shouting, "Swing ..." The entire Ximen sword workshop, all the swords hanging on the sword rack in the future, regardless of the three grades, four grades, five grades, one thousand handles, two two strokes, two two strokes, two two strokes, two two strokes, two two strokes, two two strokes, two two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two. Thousands of handle, three thousand strokes ... all buzzed and shocked.
The first sword of "Boom" is from the mastery of the sword frame, flying into the air, hanging next to the leaf white.
Then, there is a second handle, the third handle, the fourth handle ...
Leaves with a blood -colored shirt, closed eyes tightly. With a motionless, the sky was suspended, and his momentum was constantly rising.
Around his body. The long sword continues to increase ... One hundred, two hundred ... one thousand, two thousand, three thousand ...
All the disciples who had not had time to escape before, suddenly felt that the saber on her body also made the same sound of "buzzing". They hurriedly reached out to hold the sword on their waist, but they found that these are usually extremely to them very much to them.
The tamed sword. At this moment, it seems that all of them have their own souls, constantly shaking, shake, and their strength is great. It is unheard of, even if they do their best, they still can't hold back.
"Om". Finally, the first person couldn't hold back his waist sword. Make him out of the sheath. Flying to the air, hanging around Ye Bai.
At this moment, all the sword workshops of the entire Blue Mountain Sword City have shocked. Countless sword shops, the blacksmith shop cast it, or the unsolved swords, all made the same "buzzing".
The family generally flew in the air, but at the same time, the different phase was born.
Wanjian Qiming. Over the Ximen sword workshop, thousands of swords are suspended there. It is continuously rotating, arranging, combining, interspersed around one of the human youths.
The sword device is heavy and floating, and the ups and downs are orderly. It is arranged together in a way that is deeply elegant to the extreme. Each has its own positions, each with each way. Thousands of swords, like stars, worship the monarch in the Chao.
Just looking at it, I felt a forceful sword qi, and it came straight.
Great. The vast. The quaint.
Masting, mysterious. Void. Endless.
No one can describe how amazing the scene they see at the moment. All of them are stunned. Whether it is a distant Lu family, the nest of Ximen family, or other ordinary residents in the blue mountain casting sword city.
Even the Sword Bo and Wu Mei who arrived later looked at Ye Bai, who was hanging in the air, wiped his eyes, and wondered if the scene he saw at the moment was an illusion.
Wan Jian shocked, an inexplicable and terrible coercion, as if the will of heaven, suddenly under the moment, and the Simon Swordfare disciples of the Ximen Shi family under the bottom of the Simon Sword Square suddenly sank, just feeling that the back was put on a thousand thousands of thousands of thousands of thousands of thousands of thousands
They are all heavy mountains, they can't bear it, and their legs are slightly bent.
Everyone is stiff, upper on his forehead, and cold sweats. At this time, let alone look up and look at it, that is, you can't do it.
After a while, someone finally couldn't resist this increasingly strong coercion.
They felt unspeakable in their hearts, and they didn't know what happened at all.
"Huh?" In the distance.
The movement here is so great that Ximen Tian and Taishu Qianyan are very deep. How can I feel that I can't feel it? At the same time, I looked up at this side.
Just glanced, the twice "ah" exclaimed out, and Ximen Tian had to temporarily interrupt the attack on the uncle Qianyan, turned around completely, and stared at this scene stunned.
"This, how is it possible, he still has the power to fight again?"
A boy who was a low-ranking Xuan King suffered such serious injuries.
He really couldn't believe it.
In particular, the scene that suddenly appeared on Ye Bai really overturned ordinary people's cognition. After a moment, he looked confused and murmured: "No, this kid actually broke through to the middle position during the battle.
King Xuan?!"
Uncle Qianyan looked over with the same surprise, with tears on his face: "It's Ye Bai... um, the middle Xuan King... what kind of sword technique is this?... Does it look like the legendary sword formation?"
"But, aren't sword formations executed by dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of people working together? How can one person create a sword formation?"
At this time, the changes around Ye Bai finally stopped. The number of swords around him suddenly increased to four thousand. Four thousand long swords were suspended around him at the same time. They were densely packed, some were long and some were short, some were thick and some were thin.
These four thousand long swords have almost reached the limit of Ye Bai. At this time, they are arranged like stars, surrounding in a circle, surrounding Ye Bai in the middle, magnificent and gorgeous, as beautiful as stars.
And Ye Bai finally opened his eyes at this time.
What kind of gaze is this, expressionless, like the monarch in hell, looking down at the thousands of sentient beings under his feet.
No pity, no joy or sorrow, no love or hate.
Under the gaze of countless people in the entire Blue Mountain Sword Forging City, the young man in blood-clothed clothes in the sky moved. He slowly stretched out his hand, and people flew out of his sleeves.
He bought hundreds of long swords and added them to the sword formation around him.
Snow top. Red leaves, dirt-free, red flames, thousands of feet of water, pure Yang in the heart of the Tao, demons in the world of mortals, all traces of human beings wiped out, purple light demon queen...
Even the star arrow in Wu Mei's hand automatically flew out of her hand and joined the sword formation around Ye Bai.
In an instant, with the addition of all these high-end swords, they quickly gathered at the center of the sword array. In an instant, a terrifying aura shot straight into the sky, causing the situation to change...
"Woo!"
The terrifying sword chant caused hundreds of thousands of people in the Blue Mountain Sword Forging City to have their heads buzzing at the same time. Countless people's faces were pale and crumbling. No matter how far apart they were, they were still not immune. Their heads felt like sharp needles piercing them.
general pain
Ximentian's complexion finally changed. If he just felt dazzled just now and was dismissive of Ye Bai's pretense, even if he broke through to the middle Xuan King, what would it mean in front of his late-stage quasi-master?
But at this moment, he finally truly felt the threat to his life. He could sense that Ye Bai's sword formation could pose a great threat to his half-master body... A middle-ranking Xuan King,
Bringing a great life threat to a late-stage quasi-master!
This is indeed impossible in normal times, but at this moment, it happened under Ximentian's eyes, and what he faced was none other than himself.
This made him take a deep breath. For the first time, he looked at the young man opposite him. The threat he posed to him was even scarier and more powerful than Taishu Qianyan, who had reached the quasi-zun realm!
While everyone was watching, Ye Bai's fingers were like heavy hammers. After expending countless efforts, he slowly lifted them up and pointed at the "Vulcan God" Ximentian across from him: "Strike!"
"Oh!" This countless sword soldiers buzzed at the same time, the sword sounded, thousands of long swords, one of them, and at the same time, hit out at the same time.
The sword qi cuts the space, and the world is instantly lost.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, they saw that these sword light seemed to pass by the locust and passed directly from the Siemens family.
And the place where Jian Guang passed, regardless of architecture, human animals, animals, car and horses, stone buildings, etc., all were plowed, destroyed, there was nothing left.
Originally, the towering stone tower symbolized the wealth and honor, a group of archway, representing the glory and reputation of the past, and the majestic hall. This thousands of years, the flowers and trees are still there. The furnace brings the wealth and fame of the Ximen family.
They used to be everything from the Ximen family ... But at this moment, all of them have existed, even the viewing pool underground ... but the sword light passed over them, and the water vapor inside was evaporated in an instant. What is plowed over and generally.
The entire Ximen family seemed to have a twelve -level hurricane.
At this time, people heard the six big characters gently spit out in the white mouth in the middle of the air: "Eternal Star Sword Array!"
Opposite, Ximen Tiantian, who saw this scene, was crazy, and yelled: "The junior dares!" The nine -story flame tower in his hand was burned to its peak in an instant. Pei Ran Moupi's strong energy, rolled towards Ye Bai's sword array.
The two hit in the air.
Ye Bai didn't retreat, but the corner of his mouth, and there was another blood, and "Vulcan" Ximen Tian, but in the eyes of everyone, "kicking ..." A large mouthful of black blood sprayed, and his face turned into pale instantly.
At this time, everyone suddenly remembered something, looking at the bottom of the two people, at this moment, countless people took a breath again.
Previously, the hundreds of low -level disciples in the Ximen family in the Ximen Family Courtyard were also surrounded by them in the center, and they were crazy shouting to kill Ye Bai's family owner who gave revenge on Ximen Xiong. "Iron Hand King" Simon Boye ... as if all of them never existed in the world, and was directly erased by the Big Bang from the world silently.
No one even noticed their death. On the ground, there was no trace of traces.
far away.
Lujiajianfang, Jiu Xing Jiyu Tower, over the roof.
Lu Tianming, the owner of the Lu family, who stands for the battlefield, and the two elders of the Lu family. Seeing this scene, the blood on the face faded down in an instant, and there was nothing left.
a long time.
Lu Tianming has no blood color. Looking at the Ximen family who seemed to have experienced a world -class storm scene in the distance, he sighed: "Ximen family, from today, the blue mountain cast the sword city, completely removed the name!"
Lu Tianjian asked puzzledly: "Isn't there a Simonian Tian? Even if all the Ximen family died, there was Ximen Tianzheng, and a quasi -respected strong man was enough to re -establish a more powerful Ximen family family? "?"
Lu Tianshu glanced at him with hate iron and steel, saying: "Ximen Tian is very powerful. With his current strength, if he is re -ranked, at least the top 20, but ..."
Speaking of which, he paused, seemed to be amazed, and he seemed to be afraid, his eyes dazed: "The young man who didn't know where the uncle's family came from, but even more terrible!"
Lu Tianjian muttered: "I don't think he has just been promoted to a mid-level Xuan King. Even if his sword skills are stronger, will he really be able to defeat Ximen Tian?"
Hearing his words, Lu Tianming and Lu Tianshu, who looked helpless, turned their heads at the same time and simply ignored him. After a while, Lu Tianshu suddenly let out a long sigh and said with some luck: "Fortunately, we were not involved in this matter before.
Go and snatch the three swords from that young man's hand, otherwise..."
Lu Tianming said calmly: "The disaster of destroying the sect is right in front of us!"
In front of a group like theirs, no matter how scheming and forbearing the little Lu family is, it is just a joke.
Just one sword can level everything, this is the real trend, the real power!
Even the Ximen family, which is many times more powerful than their Lu family, can be defeated with one sword. The Lu family has never even produced a Xuanwang, so how can they compete with such a power that can rival the world.
The three of them stood on the roof of the building, all silent. A gust of breeze blew, and the three of them felt cold all over. Their clothes had been pressed tightly against their backs before they knew it, and a thin layer of cold sweat had already soaked their clothes.
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