Xiuxian sect system

Chapter 133 Illusory Sword Swirl
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King Ningnan, the king who used to look down on the world, is now revived again. His eyes scanned the surroundings, and his gaze fell on many warriors. His hoarse voice fell into the ears of everyone present, "Jie Jie, let's start with you."

"Late stage of Qi training".Yuying and Han Lin guessed at the same time that King Ningnan had cultivated.

The gloomy voice fell on the ears of many warriors, and their backs felt chills and their scalps were numb. A naked, muscular warrior shouted: "Go to hell, don't play tricks here, there are many blood corpses outside, I didn't kill you!" There are hundreds or dozens of them, I don't see how powerful they are, and they are not much stronger than you, King Ningnan, or the many blood corpses outside."

When the big man shouted, many warriors raised their hearts and fell down. Yes, they are all ghosts. How much difference can they make? When this group of warriors thought about it, they raised their weapons one by one, staring at King Ningnan with provocative eyes.

But the behavior of this group of warriors made Yuying and Hanlin in front of him only curse inwardly as idiots. King Ningnan was at the center of the entire ancient tomb formation, how could it be said that those low-level blood corpses could compare.

The next moment, all warriors knew how stupid they were, and at the same time, Yuying and Han Lin realized that they had completely underestimated King Ningnan's strength.

The figure of King Ningnan flashed, and the next moment he appeared next to the warrior who had just shouted. The warrior was caught off guard by King Ningnan, and he was lifted into the air little by little. His feet kept struggling, Both hands wanted to break Ningnan King's right hand that was pinching his neck.

It's a pity that King Ningnan's strength is much stronger than him. After a while, the warrior's complexion turned red, and no warrior dared to go up to rescue him, because the warrior is almost the same as the cultivation world, and no one would fight for such an irrelevant person , It cannot be said that the person who killed you is the person you just saved in the next moment.

There are so many treasures here, but there are only a few treasures in the hands of each person, one less person is one person, this is the thinking of this group of warriors, but Yuying and Han Lin don't think so.King Ningnan kills one more person, absorbs one more person's blood, and his strength will increase by one point.

"Stop him", Yuying yelled, and at the same time, the Qingling sword turned into a blue light and floated in front of her, only to hear her cry: "Dongtianchuan", the Qingling sword turned into a blue light, and rushed straight to Ning Southern King.

Han Lin was not idle either. Although King Ningnan was extremely fast, in the eyes of Jianxiu, not to mention the speed of the Feather Sword School, King Ningnan's speed was not impossible to catch. Han Lin slapped the storage bag with his right hand. , and the purple lightning spear was held in his hand.

"Death", Yuying and Han Lin said almost at the same time, a cyan sword light, and Han Lin holding a purple lightning spear, pierced Ningnan King's body at the same time.

The martial artist caught by King Ningnan fell to the ground with a thud, and hurriedly backed away. He still had lingering fears when he remembered the scene just now. He looked at the two big holes in front of King Ningnan, but there was no blood flowing out, only a large amount of black air filled the air. .

Han Lin said badly in secret, and hastily pulled out the purple lightning spear, and jumped several meters away with a step backward. The purple lightning spear pierced through the position, surrounded by purple lightning, but it was visible to the naked eye, and a large amount of purple-black resentment condensed on King Ningnan's body. The big hole in the bowl healed quickly.

"Jie Jie Jie, do you think this king is so easy to die? Come on, let you feel this lot of resentment." As King Ningnan spoke, resentment poured into his body continuously, including the one that had already permeated Lingyu Town. The resentment also began to be absorbed by King Ningnan, and his body began to swell up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yu Ling, who was heading towards the ancient tomb of Ningnan King, felt the condensed resentment in the ancient tomb, and couldn't help frowning, not because of other reasons. If all this resentment dissipated, the whole Lingyu would not be far from turning into hell At the same time, he could feel that a powerful aura was gradually increasing.

"Not good, he is absorbing the grievances around him, stop him", Han Lin knew the formation.Can feel the fluctuation generated by the activation of the formation.Through the fluctuation of the formation, he immediately knew what King Ningnan was doing.

Yuying still has half of the Xuanhu blood in her body, so she is extremely sensitive to bad breath from the outside world, but time does not allow Yuying to think about it, the most powerful skill now is the martial arts art.

There are only two skills that can cause great damage to King Ningnan, one is the Purple Lightning Lightning Fist, and the other is the Burning Sky Purgatory Palm, but the Purple Lightning Lightning Fist is the same status skill as the Phantom Fan Zongbu, and the only powerful skill that can be used at this time The skill is Burning Heaven Purgatory Palm.

"I can only do this now, Martial God Jue...".

Just when Yuying's hands began to seal, Han Lin stopped Yuying and said, "Senior sister, once King Ningnan dies, the entire ancient tomb will inevitably collapse, and using the Martial Art will definitely enter a state of powerlessness, then the two of us will definitely not be able to escape here".

Seeing that the resentment around King Ningnan was getting heavier and heavier, Yuying gritted her teeth and pushed Hanlin away, and said in a low voice, "I don't care so much anymore."Immediately afterwards, it was necessary to seal again.

Han Lin climbed up one step at a time, grabbed Yuying's right wrist, and shouted: "Senior Sister, calm down, not only Martial Art, but also joint spellcasting."

correct!Combined casting, Yuying stopped her hand seal movement as if she had an epiphany. The so-called joint casting means that in addition to physical Taoism, Lingdao, Kendo, and Immortal sects can use unique skills, of which Immortal Dao is the main one.

Combined spell-casting, two to four people cast the same spell together. This type of spell is generally based on spell attacks, so that a group of people can leapfrog and use higher-level spells.However, joint casting is not without restrictions. The main limitation is that the joint casters must be the same monk.And the cultivation base of the two is about the same.

It is this harsh condition that Yuying ignores, and now both Hanlin and Yuying meet these two conditions.

"The first-level spells are only the third-level spells that can be used in the early stage of foundation establishment. Fortunately, the head master taught them. I don't know you, Junior Brother Han..."

Han Lin nodded, "No problem."

The two looked at each other and nodded, no more nonsense, their fingers immediately began to flutter, only to see Yuying and Han Lin's left and right hands at the same time, palms wanting to make peace, covering each other up and down, and pulling outwards at the same time, a fist appeared in front of each of them. Blue and light cyan index finger-sized illusory flying swords.

The appearance of these two flying swords is extremely simple, the same as ordinary flying swords, but at the next moment, the two miniature flying swords are fused together to form a blue flying sword. The size becomes about four feet long, and it begins to spin vertically and rapidly.

The two shouted at the same time: "Third-level swordsmanship, magic sword swirls."

The phantom flying sword turned into a cyan-blue light with extremely fast speed, and rushed to King Ningnan in the blink of an eye. King Ningnan snorted coldly, raised his right hand suddenly, and even blocked the swirling flow of the phantom sword with a palm.

Yu Ying and Han Lin's hearts immediately rose to their throats, this move was already more powerful than the power of one of them using the Martial God Art alone, if they couldn't get Ningnan King done, the two of them could only retreat quickly.After casting the Illusory Sword Whirlpool, the faces of the two of them turned extremely pale. After all, they hadn't learned the second-level spell yet, and the Illusory Sword Whirlwind was a third-level spell. The two of them were exhausted.

(Kendo spells: First-level spells learned at the first level of Qi training: Yujianshu, Sword Qi Finger; spells learned at the fourth level of Qi training: Yujianshu Derived spell: Dongtian Piercing; second-level spells learned at the later stage of Qi training: Step Moon Photo, but step by step The limit of Yue Liuying's performance is the great perfection of qi training; in the early stage of foundation building, learn the third-level spell: phantom sword swirl.)
(Illusory Sword Swirl: Compress the aura into an illusory sword, and then use the illusory sword to generate many small illusory swords, which spin rapidly in a ring to attack. The size of the illusory sword and the number of derived swords are determined by the cultivation level, and The illusory sword swirl formed by Yuying and Hanlin obviously does not have a derived illusory sword.)
King Ningnan obviously underestimated the power of the phantom sword whirlpool. He gritted his teeth and quickly raised his left hand. Both hands resisted the phantom sword whirlpool, but the power of the phantom sword whirlpool offset a lot of resentment on him, "No, no Thinking that the magic of the Xian family is so powerful, it will definitely fail if it continues like this."King Ningnan thought to himself, and he shouted: "Get out of the way, this king."Increased strength with both hands, and even pushed the phantom sword swirl into the sky.

There was a loud "bang", and the top of the entire treasure house was pierced by the phantom sword swirl, and the dust filled the roof, blocking the view outside the roof, with only a sliver of the afterglow of the evening scattered.

"Phantom Sword Swirl".With a roar, an ice-blue illusory long sword about six feet long was spinning rapidly, and beside him were four illusory-derived flying swords about one foot in length. With the illusory long sword as the center, it spun rapidly, flying from the dust It flew out and came straight to King Ningnan.

(End of this chapter)