Chapter 251
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After a few words, the surrounding cloud boats have been surrounded. Although the sky is still dark, Xiang Yang's eyesight, as long as there is a little light, the distance is no different from the day.
On the cloud boat stood monks dressed in silver robes, with long swords on their shoulders and high bearing. The speaker was a middle-aged man with a face like gold paper, with long beards under his jaw. Even the beard was suffused with a light metallic luster, the same silver robe, and a golden sword was embroidered on the cuffs..
Barbarian spy? When did you hear that a barbarian with muscles in his head would send spies to spy on the enemy? It's clear that you're looking for trouble!
Chu Xuan's face turned white when he was angry. At this time, the two sides were only about 100 feet away. He also saw the man's clothes and the golden sword at the cuff. His face changed slightly.
This is the sign of the elder of the sword Pavilion of Ling Tianjian sect. A golden sword represents a turn. This person has achieved nine turns.
In the Yunzhou group behind him, Xiang Yang flicked his fingers quietly, and the array plates have been laid one by one. Now he is in the air and has more restrictions. There are so many Fuyu sect disciples around him who need to be escorted together. It took him a long time to choose the most suitable ones.
Last time, I saw the nine turn Friar's strength. This time, he made full capital. At least three top-grade vitality stones were placed on each array plate.
The elder of the sword Pavilion said, but his eyes kept scanning Chu Xuan. He just stopped on brother Jing for a while, and then his expression became more relaxed.
Every time the imperial edict is disordered, the big and small sects have to follow the order. Although the Fuyu sect is broken, there are still several monks in the nine turn period, but now when I see it, there is only one suspected nine turn, and the rest are just miscellaneous fish.
Although Lingtian sword sect does not have Jiujie immortal, the whole sect is sword cultivation, with strong combat power. At the same level, he is confident to crush the friars of Fuyu sect. Brother Jing, that is, in the early stage of jiuzhuan, is not a threat to him.
"Do you really want to disobey the imperial edict of chaos? Be the enemy of our Jiuding immortal gate?" Chu Xuan asked in a deep voice with a dignified face.
"Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven..."
The elder of the sword Pavilion sneered at him, ignored him and counted down.
With a choking sound, thousands of monks held up the long sword behind them on the hundreds of cloud boats, and they would attack at his command.
They were well-trained. Thousands of long swords came out of their scabbard, but they only made a trembling sound, and the mountains rolled away.
On the Yunzhou where Fuyu Zong is located, except for a few primordial friars who can be strong and calm, most of the friars have trembled with fear. Most of them have never even been out of the Fuyu mountains. Where have they seen such a scene?
Hundreds of cloud boats, thousands of monks with uniform actions and thousands of flying sword magic weapons. If you don't agree, you have to start. How can you stop yourself? Frightened, even the magic weapon didn't dare to take out. He looked at Chu Xuan in the air and hoped that the immortal envoy of Jiuding immortal gate could turn the tide.
Xiang Yang shook his head. Compared with the opposite side, the friars of Fuyu sect are really a mob. No wonder they have the nickname of a den of thieves.
On the other side, the elder of the sword pavilion has counted to three, and a long sword has floated in the air. A voice from Chu Xuan came to Xiang Yang's ear: "boss Xiang, what should I do? Ling Tianjian sect is hysterical..."
Xiang Yang frowned and didn't reply. The cloud boat under his feet trembled slightly, and a figure came out straight. Then a rude voice sounded: "old and immortal, look at your appearance. I'm afraid you have some incurable disease? Don't you go back and wait for death and run out to scare people?"
Brother Jing's mouth was smelly, but Xiang Yang had learned it. As soon as he opened his mouth, the elder of the sword pavilion was stunned and even forgot to count. When he returned to his mind, he was ashamed and angry and directly pinched a curse seal. Then he raised one hand, and the long sword behind him was shot out with a residual light and went straight towards brother Jing.
He was a nine turn friar. When the sword was waved, there were red lights in all directions and went towards the sword light. In an instant, the sword light several feet long had turned into a fire dragon of about ten feet long, and the air was stirred with a roaring sound.
Brother Jing screamed and flashed in the air. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the cloud boats. However, the disciples of Ling Tianjian sect were well-trained. There were nearly 100 flying swords waiting opposite him in which direction. Even if he was an expert at the beginning of nine turns, he was still unable to deal with it alone, not to mention chasing a fire dragon behind him.
In desperation, brother Jing could only shout and circle around the cloud boats. His body was strong and strange, but his movements were very clever. He tossed and moved, and the fire dragon couldn't catch up for a moment.
The elder of the sword Pavilion frowned slightly. There were too many friars nearby. Naturally, he couldn't do his best to avoid accidental injury. But looking at this, he was afraid that he would really have no way to take this guy for a while. After a little distraction, he directly ordered that half of the friars of the sword sect pointed their flying sword at the cloud boat of the Fuyu sect and were ready to start.
Brother Jing is running around in a panic. Chu Xuan and others are also worried. He is the only friar in his nine turn period. If he is planted, he will be humiliated today.
Xiang Yang's mouth showed a smile. His eyesight was much better than that of Chu Xuan. Under such a dark and chaotic scene, he still clearly saw brother Jing's actions...
That guy seems to be chased and desperate, but he has been cursed in his hands, and the corners of his mouth have been crawling slightly. He can't even care about scolding his mother. It's clear that he's digging a hole.
A moment later, the elder of the sword Pavilion shouted: "stubborn! Today, I'm ling Tianjian sect's beheader and spy here! Disciples! Beheading!"
Suddenly, more than a thousand sword lights floated, and a sharp cold came to his face hundreds of feet away. On the cloud boat, all the friars of Fuyu sect looked pale, and some of them were so afraid that they even collapsed.
At this time, brother Jing suddenly laughed: "old don't die, look at the move!"
As he continued to run around, he closed his hands, and then shouted, "Jin Yuan, listen to my order! Knot!"
In the air, where he had previously passed, golden ripples swung open. Then, all the flying swords, even those in the hands of fuyuzong disciples, trembled slightly, and then a wave of abundant vitality came from him. All the flying swords twisted their bodies involuntarily, broke away from the master's control and went straight out.
There is a saying:
North China, Zhuoguang mountains, Jingge's move shocked the world.
Palm Jinyuan, order thousands of swords to return together, and defeat the enemy alone!
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After a few words, the surrounding cloud boats have been surrounded. Although the sky is still dark, Xiang Yang's eyesight, as long as there is a little light, the distance is no different from the day.
On the cloud boat stood monks dressed in silver robes, with long swords on their shoulders and high bearing. The speaker was a middle-aged man with a face like gold paper, with long beards under his jaw. Even the beard was suffused with a light metallic luster, the same silver robe, and a golden sword was embroidered on the cuffs..
Barbarian spy? When did you hear that a barbarian with muscles in his head would send spies to spy on the enemy? It's clear that you're looking for trouble!
Chu Xuan's face turned white when he was angry. At this time, the two sides were only about 100 feet away. He also saw the man's clothes and the golden sword at the cuff. His face changed slightly.
This is the sign of the elder of the sword Pavilion of Ling Tianjian sect. A golden sword represents a turn. This person has achieved nine turns.
In the Yunzhou group behind him, Xiang Yang flicked his fingers quietly, and the array plates have been laid one by one. Now he is in the air and has more restrictions. There are so many Fuyu sect disciples around him who need to be escorted together. It took him a long time to choose the most suitable ones.
Last time, I saw the nine turn Friar's strength. This time, he made full capital. At least three top-grade vitality stones were placed on each array plate.
The elder of the sword Pavilion said, but his eyes kept scanning Chu Xuan. He just stopped on brother Jing for a while, and then his expression became more relaxed.
Every time the imperial edict is disordered, the big and small sects have to follow the order. Although the Fuyu sect is broken, there are still several monks in the nine turn period, but now when I see it, there is only one suspected nine turn, and the rest are just miscellaneous fish.
Although Lingtian sword sect does not have Jiujie immortal, the whole sect is sword cultivation, with strong combat power. At the same level, he is confident to crush the friars of Fuyu sect. Brother Jing, that is, in the early stage of jiuzhuan, is not a threat to him.
"Do you really want to disobey the imperial edict of chaos? Be the enemy of our Jiuding immortal gate?" Chu Xuan asked in a deep voice with a dignified face.
"Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven..."
The elder of the sword Pavilion sneered at him, ignored him and counted down.
With a choking sound, thousands of monks held up the long sword behind them on the hundreds of cloud boats, and they would attack at his command.
They were well-trained. Thousands of long swords came out of their scabbard, but they only made a trembling sound, and the mountains rolled away.
On the Yunzhou where Fuyu Zong is located, except for a few primordial friars who can be strong and calm, most of the friars have trembled with fear. Most of them have never even been out of the Fuyu mountains. Where have they seen such a scene?
Hundreds of cloud boats, thousands of monks with uniform actions and thousands of flying sword magic weapons. If you don't agree, you have to start. How can you stop yourself? Frightened, even the magic weapon didn't dare to take out. He looked at Chu Xuan in the air and hoped that the immortal envoy of Jiuding immortal gate could turn the tide.
Xiang Yang shook his head. Compared with the opposite side, the friars of Fuyu sect are really a mob. No wonder they have the nickname of a den of thieves.
On the other side, the elder of the sword pavilion has counted to three, and a long sword has floated in the air. A voice from Chu Xuan came to Xiang Yang's ear: "boss Xiang, what should I do? Ling Tianjian sect is hysterical..."
Xiang Yang frowned and didn't reply. The cloud boat under his feet trembled slightly, and a figure came out straight. Then a rude voice sounded: "old and immortal, look at your appearance. I'm afraid you have some incurable disease? Don't you go back and wait for death and run out to scare people?"
Brother Jing's mouth was smelly, but Xiang Yang had learned it. As soon as he opened his mouth, the elder of the sword pavilion was stunned and even forgot to count. When he returned to his mind, he was ashamed and angry and directly pinched a curse seal. Then he raised one hand, and the long sword behind him was shot out with a residual light and went straight towards brother Jing.
He was a nine turn friar. When the sword was waved, there were red lights in all directions and went towards the sword light. In an instant, the sword light several feet long had turned into a fire dragon of about ten feet long, and the air was stirred with a roaring sound.
Brother Jing screamed and flashed in the air. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the cloud boats. However, the disciples of Ling Tianjian sect were well-trained. There were nearly 100 flying swords waiting opposite him in which direction. Even if he was an expert at the beginning of nine turns, he was still unable to deal with it alone, not to mention chasing a fire dragon behind him.
In desperation, brother Jing could only shout and circle around the cloud boats. His body was strong and strange, but his movements were very clever. He tossed and moved, and the fire dragon couldn't catch up for a moment.
The elder of the sword Pavilion frowned slightly. There were too many friars nearby. Naturally, he couldn't do his best to avoid accidental injury. But looking at this, he was afraid that he would really have no way to take this guy for a while. After a little distraction, he directly ordered that half of the friars of the sword sect pointed their flying sword at the cloud boat of the Fuyu sect and were ready to start.
Brother Jing is running around in a panic. Chu Xuan and others are also worried. He is the only friar in his nine turn period. If he is planted, he will be humiliated today.
Xiang Yang's mouth showed a smile. His eyesight was much better than that of Chu Xuan. Under such a dark and chaotic scene, he still clearly saw brother Jing's actions...
That guy seems to be chased and desperate, but he has been cursed in his hands, and the corners of his mouth have been crawling slightly. He can't even care about scolding his mother. It's clear that he's digging a hole.
A moment later, the elder of the sword Pavilion shouted: "stubborn! Today, I'm ling Tianjian sect's beheader and spy here! Disciples! Beheading!"
Suddenly, more than a thousand sword lights floated, and a sharp cold came to his face hundreds of feet away. On the cloud boat, all the friars of Fuyu sect looked pale, and some of them were so afraid that they even collapsed.
At this time, brother Jing suddenly laughed: "old don't die, look at the move!"
As he continued to run around, he closed his hands, and then shouted, "Jin Yuan, listen to my order! Knot!"
In the air, where he had previously passed, golden ripples swung open. Then, all the flying swords, even those in the hands of fuyuzong disciples, trembled slightly, and then a wave of abundant vitality came from him. All the flying swords twisted their bodies involuntarily, broke away from the master's control and went straight out.
There is a saying:
North China, Zhuoguang mountains, Jingge's move shocked the world.
Palm Jinyuan, order thousands of swords to return together, and defeat the enemy alone!
After a few words, the surrounding cloud boats have been surrounded. Although the sky is still dark, Xiang Yang's eyesight, as long as there is a little light, the distance is no different from the day.On the cloud boat stood monks dressed in silver robes, with long swords on their shoulders and high bearing. The speaker was a middle-aged man with a face like gold paper, with long beards under his jaw. Even the beard was suffused with a light metallic luster, the same silver robe, and a golden sword was embroidered on the cuffs..Barbarian spy? When did you hear that a barbarian with muscles in his head would send spies to spy on the enemy? It's clear that you're looking for trouble!Chu Xuan's face turned white when he was angry. At this time, the two sides were only about 100 feet away. He also saw the man's clothes and the golden sword at the cuff. His face changed slightly.This is the sign of the elder of the sword Pavilion of Ling Tianjian sect. A golden sword represents a turn. This person has achieved nine turns.In the Yunzhou group behind him, Xiang Yang flicked his fingers quietly, and the array plates have been laid one by one. Now he is in the air and has more restrictions. There are so many Fuyu sect disciples around him who need to be escorted together. It took him a long time to choose the most suitable ones.Last time, I saw the nine turn Friar's strength. This time, he made full capital. At least three top-grade vitality stones were placed on each array plate.The elder of the sword Pavilion said, but his eyes kept scanning Chu Xuan. He just stopped on brother Jing for a while, and then his expression became more relaxed.Every time the imperial edict is disordered, the big and small sects have to follow the order. Although the Fuyu sect is broken, there are still several monks in the nine turn period, but now when I see it, there is only one suspected nine turn, and the rest are just miscellaneous fish.Although Lingtian sword sect does not have Jiujie immortal, the whole sect is sword cultivation, with strong combat power. At the same level, he is confident to crush the friars of Fuyu sect. Brother Jing, that is, in the early stage of jiuzhuan, is not a threat to him."Do you really want to disobey the imperial edict of chaos? Be the enemy of our Jiuding immortal gate?" Chu Xuan asked in a deep voice with a dignified face."Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven..."The elder of the sword Pavilion sneered at him, ignored him and counted down.With a choking sound, thousands of monks held up the long sword behind them on the hundreds of cloud boats, and they would attack at his command.They were well-trained. Thousands of long swords came out of their scabbard, but they only made a trembling sound, and the mountains rolled away.On the Yunzhou where Fuyu Zong is located, except for a few primordial friars who can be strong and calm, most of the friars have trembled with fear. Most of them have never even been out of the Fuyu mountains. Where have they seen such a scene?Hundreds of cloud boats, thousands of monks with uniform actions and thousands of flying sword magic weapons. If you don't agree, you have to start. How can you stop yourself? Frightened, even the magic weapon didn't dare to take out. He looked at Chu Xuan in the air and hoped that the immortal envoy of Jiuding immortal gate could turn the tide.Xiang Yang shook his head. Compared with the opposite side, the friars of Fuyu sect are really a mob. No wonder they have the nickname of a den of thieves.On the other side, the elder of the sword pavilion has counted to three, and a long sword has floated in the air. A voice from Chu Xuan came to Xiang Yang's ear: "boss Xiang, what should I do? Ling Tianjian sect is hysterical..."Xiang Yang frowned and didn't reply. The cloud boat under his feet trembled slightly, and a figure came out straight. Then a rude voice sounded: "old and immortal, look at your appearance. I'm afraid you have some incurable disease? Don't you go back and wait for death and run out to scare people?"Brother Jing's mouth was smelly, but Xiang Yang had learned it. As soon as he opened his mouth, the elder of the sword pavilion was stunned and even forgot to count. When he returned to his mind, he was ashamed and angry and directly pinched a curse seal. Then he raised one hand, and the long sword behind him was shot out with a residual light and went straight towards brother Jing.He was a nine turn friar. When the sword was waved, there were red lights in all directions and went towards the sword light. In an instant, the sword light several feet long had turned into a fire dragon of about ten feet long, and the air was stirred with a roaring sound.Brother Jing screamed and flashed in the air. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the cloud boats. However, the disciples of Ling Tianjian sect were well-trained. There were nearly 100 flying swords waiting opposite him in which direction. Even if he was an expert at the beginning of nine turns, he was still unable to deal with it alone, not to mention chasing a fire dragon behind him.In desperation, brother Jing could only shout and circle around the cloud boats. His body was strong and strange, but his movements were very clever. He tossed and moved, and the fire dragon couldn't catch up for a moment.The elder of the sword Pavilion frowned slightly. There were too many friars nearby. Naturally, he couldn't do his best to avoid accidental injury. But looking at this, he was afraid that he would really have no way to take this guy for a while. After a little distraction, he directly ordered that half of the friars of the sword sect pointed their flying sword at the cloud boat of the Fuyu sect and were ready to start.Brother Jing is running around in a panic. Chu Xuan and others are also worried. He is the only friar in his nine turn period. If he is planted, he will be humiliated today.Xiang Yang's mouth showed a smile. His eyesight was much better than that of Chu Xuan. Under such a dark and chaotic scene, he still clearly saw brother Jing's actions...That guy seems to be chased and desperate, but he has been cursed in his hands, and the corners of his mouth have been crawling slightly. He can't even care about scolding his mother. It's clear that he's digging a hole.A moment later, the elder of the sword Pavilion shouted: "stubborn! Today, I'm ling Tianjian sect's beheader and spy here! Disciples! Beheading!"Suddenly, more than a thousand sword lights floated, and a sharp cold came to his face hundreds of feet away. On the cloud boat, all the friars of Fuyu sect looked pale, and some of them were so afraid that they even collapsed.At this time, brother Jing suddenly laughed: "old don't die, look at the move!"As he continued to run around, he closed his hands, and then shouted, "Jin Yuan, listen to my order! Knot!"In the air, where he had previously passed, golden ripples swung open. Then, all the flying swords, even those in the hands of fuyuzong disciples, trembled slightly, and then a wave of abundant vitality came from him. All the flying swords twisted their bodies involuntarily, broke away from the master's control and went straight out.There is a saying:North China, Zhuoguang mountains, Jingge's move shocked the world.Palm Jinyuan, order thousands of swords to return together, and defeat the enemy alone!
