Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 257 The sword hangs in the blue sky, shocking the ghost house

The life-and-death fight was just a thought, and the aftermath of the thunder and sword shadow set off a wave of dust on the hot sand, shaking everything around.

Zuo Yunting just saw a silent thunderball floating towards the back of Ye Hong's head. The next moment, the thunderball exploded. Thousands of electric snakes were like twisted tentacles, instantly covering Ye Hong's body. He was also thrown away by the aftermath. .

After he fell to the ground, he looked back at where Ye Hong was standing, only to see a big pit appearing on the spot.

The feminine young master in a scholar's robe was suspended in the air, holding two chains in his empty hands, restraining the paralyzed Ye Hong.

The bearded man was holding a jet-black sword and struck Ye Hong directly between his eyebrows; the little girl holding the iron pipa upside down as a sledgehammer rounded the iron pipa in her hand and struck Ye Hong directly on the back of the head.

bang——

After the sharp and crisp sound of the sword energy exploding, the turmoil that had just been stirred up fell silent again.

The Qi family members watched all this with shock in their eyes. They knew that there was an expert to help them, but they didn't know their identity and didn't dare to get close easily.

Qi Jia felt that the swordsmanship displayed by the bearded man looked familiar, but his appearance was too different to confirm, so he just stepped forward to help Zuo Yunting.

After Zuo Lingquan succeeded with one blow, he stopped Xie Qiutao, who wanted to smash Ye Hong to avoid committing suicide. He turned around to see if the fifth brother was injured, but at this moment, a sound of a soaring sword came from the northwest:

call out--

The sound of the sword is like a wolf howling at the moon and the God crying blood, carrying endless sadness and chilling.

At the terrifying sight, not only the monks who noticed the strange movement around the Fire Scythe Valley held their breath, but also Shangguan Lingye's expression changed, and he turned to the northwest.

Zuo Lingquan felt the Mo Yuan Sword in his hand start to tremble in a rare way, as if he was afraid, and he wondered:

"Such a strong Sword Intent, what is this?"

"The sword hangs in the blue sky, which is intended to scare the ghosts. It is worthy of the name of the fairy sword and the underworld."

"Is it Lao Lu?"

"It can only be him. Depending on the situation, he wants to die with others."

"perish together?!"

Shangguan Lingye did not respond and flew towards the northwest.

Zuo Lingquan and Lao Lu were friends, so he followed behind him and reminded him in the blink of an eye:

"Thank you, Miss. The situation ahead is unclear. You should go back to Huafang and wait. If the situation goes bad, retreat immediately. Don't follow Qingwan."

Although Xie Qiutao is not as capable as Zuo Lingquan, she is definitely more resistant than Zuo Lingquan. However, she knows the power of the fairy sword and said:

"Be careful and don't be pushy."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them disappeared into the sky.

On the other side, the Qi family members felt the vast Sword Intent coming from the northwest, and they all had a change of color. Qi Jia knew some details about Lao Lu, and his face turned pale:

"Oops, Lao Lu is in trouble."

Zuo Yunting was still a little confused. Just when he was about to ask what happened, he saw an earth-yellow bright spot appear on the northwest wind sky.

The bright spot was extremely far away, and at first glance it looked like a star hanging above the white clouds, but in the blink of an eye, earth-yellow sword energy poured out from the bright spot like a torrent.

bang——

The force was like the Milky Way pouring in, covering the entire northwest sky in an instant.

"Oh my God, how long has Lao Lu been holding his urine in..."

"What the hell, run quickly..."

…

——

A moment ago.

The blazing heat of the scorched earth was enveloped by the dense sword energy, and turned into a biting cold, as if the entire Fire Scythe Valley had turned gray.

Lin Zifeng held the sword Zidian in his hand, half hanging in the air, looking at the old swordsman below with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes:

"Not only are you old, but the sword in your hand is also old. What kind of swordsman is a swordsman without his sharpness?"

"call……"

Old Lu held the sword and knelt half on the ground. The blood on his right hand slid down the blade of the sword and soaked the charred earth. His eyes were still as sharp as when he was young, but they could not hide the powerlessness of Fengzhu in his old age.

Lin Zifeng's sword is very similar to Jiang Taiqing's. Both swords are as powerful as thunder and can move in a thunderous way. The only difference is that one is green and the other is purple.

Although Lin Zifeng has not yet realized that his "Sword One" is not a combined general of Jiang Taiqing, but facing Lao Lu who is also stuck by "Sword One", the crushing realm and the five elements are incompatible, which is enough to make him invincible. land.

Lao Lu controls the five elements of earth, and his sword is as heavy as a mountain. It was once rated as the heaviest sword in the Central Continent. Not many people can carry it, but the disadvantage is that it cannot be lifted up quickly.

When encountering an opponent like Lin Zifeng, who possesses both ghostly agility and thunderous killing power, the gap in realm makes the aging man barely able to even get close, and he is not even on the same level.

Only then did Lao Lu realize that he had regressed to this situation.

Since his repentance, Lao Lu stopped focusing on the sword. He thought that he had lost the will to win and would not care about such things.

But at this time, I still feel aggrieved.

After all, he had only lost once in his life as a swordsman, and that time he lost to himself. He had never lost to an outsider in a fight - even if he had lost, he wouldn't be alive now.

A lifetime of practicing swordsmanship has already made me sorry for the people around me. If I still feel sorry for the sword in my hand, wouldn’t my life be in vain?

Old Lu held his long sword in his hand, stood up unsteadily, looked at Lin Zifeng suspended in the air, and said hoarsely:

"You, the treacherous Xiaoxiao, are you worthy of the word 'swordsman'?"

Lin Zifeng said calmly: "You have been ungrateful all your life, and in the end you mocked me for being treacherous and unworthy of being called a 'swordsman.' Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"hehe……"

Lao Lu thought it was quite ridiculous. He had long since ceased to be a swordsman; but the difference between him and Lin Zifeng was that he knew that it was the person he was wrong about, not the sword in his hand.

Therefore, his sword has always stood behind him; just like it did when he was a boy, as long as he still believes in the sword in his hand, the sword will not betray his trust and can give him back the killing power that can dazzle the world.

"Die!"

A hoarse shout, like a lone wolf howling at the moon!

Lao Lu suddenly stood up straight, clasped his wrist with his left hand, and pointed the sword in his right hand towards the sky. A stream of earthy yellow light burst out from the center of his eyebrows and shot into the sky.

call out--

In an instant, strong winds swept through, the sky and the earth changed color, and sword energy as heavy as a mountain filled the entire world.

The vast power of heaven fell from the sky, and Lin Zifeng was instantly pressed back to the ground. Knowing that Lao Lu wanted to fight, his face changed slightly, and he struck preemptively, stabbing Lao Lu directly between the eyebrows with his backhand sword.

It's a pity that Lao Lu didn't pay any attention to him. He just looked up at the bright sky and the light.

It was the light I saw when I was an ignorant boy, picking wood in the mountains.

That light is far away in the sky, high up in the sky. Only people standing on the top of the mountain can emit that kind of light.

The first time Lao Lu saw it, he understood that as long as he held it, he could hold the whole world.

Once he saw this light, a deep-rooted idea took root in his heart. He traveled eight thousand miles and traveled around famous mountains and rivers. Finally, he entered the Immortal Gate and successfully grasped this light.

But at this moment, when this bright light really bloomed from his own hands, Lao Lu no longer had the yearning he had when he was young, nor the pride he had when he was just starting out. The only thought in his heart was to go into the mountains to collect food. On the morning of the day of woodcutting, my mother once said:

"Come back early, don't be too playful and forget your meal."

Those were the last words he heard his parents say in his life, and it was obvious that he didn't listen.

Later, on the nameless hill by the East China Sea, another person said similar words to him:

"I'll wait for you here. Come back early and be careful on the road."

He just said "I know" impatiently, but he didn't listen either.

When he really held onto this light, he realized that he had gained everything he thought he wanted, but he had lost the whole world and was left alone.

There are too many things to say in my heart, and I want to respond to the previous instructions, but he is the only one left in the world. Who can I say these words full of guilt and longing to?

Lao Lu's cloudy eyes reflected the bright sword shadow pressing down on the sky, showing confusion and relief.

Everything in this life begins with this light and must end with this light.

It ended a little suddenly, but it started just as suddenly. Maybe it should be like this in his life.

Seeing Lin Zifeng's sword attack, Lao Lu did not dodge. With calmness, he controlled the natal sword that followed him and stabbed Lin Zifeng's forehead.

He wanted to use the strongest sword in his life to put an end to his unworthy life.

But unfortunately, sometimes it's not that easy to die cleanly.

"Lao Lu!"

A loud shout came from the cliff of Huoyan Valley.

Lao Lu didn't look back, but he could tell who it was.

The next moment, the sword energy behind him soared into the sky, and two ink dragons in a row, with unparalleled killing power, passed over the head and pointed directly at Lin Zifeng in front of him.

On the ground, a giant demon-sealing sword formation with a radius of nearly a hundred feet suddenly appeared.

Two ink dragons entangled and circled, rushing into the tide of swords under the Huang Quan sword. It looked like one sword, but both Lao Lu and Lin Zifeng saw that they were two swords.

The two swords shot together, each sword seems to be able to defeat all magic with one sword!

The strange scene made the two old swordsmen who had been immersed in kendo for hundreds of years but hit a dead end look amazed at the same time.

After all, people can be divided into good and bad enemies, but swords do not. As long as it is a good sword, no swordsman will dislike it.

The amazement of this sword has exceeded the two people's knowledge of Jianyi. Those who can see the way are probably only those who have truly reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. It is a new world that can prove that Martial Dao has no end.

Both of the two people present had mental problems. They could not draw their swords through their minds, and it would be difficult for them to touch the threshold of Jianyi in this life.

Facing such a sword with no distracting thoughts, how could I not yearn for it in my heart? Maybe I even took a second look at the fairy sword falling from the sky.

But it is a pity that no matter how good the sword is, without the support of strong cultivation, all it can show is its technique, and it is difficult to show its killing power.

Lu Jianchen used his Immortal Sword to risk his life and strike; fellow sword cultivator Lin Zifeng fought with all his strength.

Shangguan Lingye, a peak swordsman who is known for only seeking killing power, can't pull away even Shangguan Lingye who pursues a balanced approach, let alone Zuo Lingquan.

Lu Jianchen's sword weighed ten thousand tons. It could sink islands with one strike on the sea and sink mountains with one strike on the ground. Zuo Lingquan's two sword energy entered and was crushed before he could reach Lin Zifeng.

Facing the overwhelming and tyrannical impact falling from the sky, the Demon-Sealing Sword Formation also showed its powerlessness like a mantis' arm acting like a chariot.

Shangguan Lingye knew that Lao Lu had made up his mind and could not hold back the sword without turning back. He could only protect his body to avoid being affected by the aftermath. Even Tuanzi was afraid of the power of the sky and hid in Shangguan Lingye's clothes. .

Zuo Lingquan stood on the cliff of Fire Scythe Valley and watched Lin Zifeng strike Lao Lu's forehead with his sword. He wanted to rush to help, but he could not step into the dead zone in front of him.

At this critical moment, the two of them suddenly discovered that on the ground in front of Lao Lu, a sapling broke out of the ground and grew into a big tree in an instant.

It was a peach tree. Although the crown of the tree was not large, its overall appearance was like a smaller version of the Peach Blossom Pond Ancestral Tree.

bang——

Before the two of them could see the details clearly, the Underworld Sword was smashed down.

The sword energy pouring in from the Milky Way exhausted the hundreds of years of accumulation of Lao Lu and the Immortal Sword Huangquan, and smashed into the Fire Scythe Valley with the force of shattering jade.

In an instant, the charred Huoyan Valley collapsed, and all the surrounding cliffs collapsed.

The ground first raised a circle of circular ripples, spread outward, and then fell. The earth cracked, and countless cracks appeared.

The protective wall around Shangguan Lingye was shattered, but fortunately he was far away and was not greatly affected.

But the sword energy had not dissipated. The two of them had just risen against the wind. When they wanted to check the details in the canyon, they found that fiery mist was spraying out from the spreading cracks in the ground, and then the earth began to shake, and " "Crack, click, click—" the sound sounded like something was being smashed.

Tuanzi seemed to notice something. He poked his head from his collar and pointed downwards with his wings:

"grumble?"

The sudden change in the earth caused thunderclouds to begin to gather in the sky, but in an instant, the sky changed from a scorching sun to black clouds covering the sky.

Zuo Lingquan was floating in the air with his sword. Before he could completely stabilize, he noticed that the spiritual energy of the surrounding world was disturbed. It seemed that even the space was beginning to become unstable. His sense of direction was greatly deviated. He lost control of the flying sword and fell downwards. Shocked, he quickly hugged Shangguan Lingye's waist.

Shangguan Lingye has a wide range of interests. When he saw this scene, his eyes changed slightly. He knew that this was the Grotto-Heaven, which was isolated from the world. Affected by external forces, a chain reaction collapsed and the Integrated Union was absorbed by the world. To put it simply, it is Linglong. The pavilion exploded, but the scope was obviously not comparable to that of a small Linglong Pavilion.

Only the three elders of the Nine Sects can master the great Divine Ability of opening up and tearing apart space, and only Shangguan Yutang is proficient in it. The other two elders dare not use it easily. When ordinary monks encounter this situation, they want to stabilize the world in turn. It's basically impossible. Shangguan Lingye obviously hasn't mastered such strength yet.

Under the imbalance of heaven and earth, Shangguan Lingye, who relied on spiritual energy to control the wind, also lost his balance and fell to the torn earth; she pulled Zuo Lingquan and tried her best to distinguish the situation under her feet to avoid falling just on the space crack, causing her body to collapse. Divided into two, the head is on this side of the mountain, and the body runs to the other side of the mountain.

The scope of the mutation was so large that no one had the ability to stop it except to protect themselves, and they had no time to care about others.

Outside the Fire Valley, there are countless Independent Cultivators who are not afraid of death and watch the masters fight from a distance. People from several major families are also among them. They were originally very far away, but when the earth shook and the mountains shook, they watched and fled not far away. He fell down and fell to the churning ground.

As the charred earth rolled, some peaks, rivers, and even some buildings gradually emerged. However, before they were stable, they were crushed and crushed by the original earth. From the sky, the center of the entire sand sea, It all turned into a bizarre and indescribable picture...

——

Rumble——

The loud noise that shook the earth and the mountains continued for several quarters of an hour without stopping.

Wu Qingwan and Xie Qiutao were obviously shocked by this scene. Although they were worried about Zuo Lingquan's safety, they still followed the advice and fled out when they noticed something was wrong. They were not affected by the chaotic world, but the boat was also swaying and they almost fell into the sand. nautical miles.

Members of the Qi family are all capable of wielding swords, so they ran faster when they saw the situation was bad. At this time, they might have turned back to Feisha City to report that they had found the 'Bone Burial Ground'.

In the desert outside the Fire Scythe Valley, a swordsman in a hat was walking slowly on the sand dunes with his sword in his hand. He looked at the gloomy clouds in the northwest and said:

"Kilin Cave, I didn't expect the legend to be true, but this time it completely collapsed. Today's young people are holding fairy swords and fighting for their lives with others. Why don't they just run away if they can't beat them? With the fairy sword in hand, why can't they make a comeback? .”

He was talking to himself and no one responded. The swordsman in the bamboo hat thought for a while and then said:

"I haven't seen the sword just now. It is probably a new fairy sword that has appeared in the past few thousand years. If the sword is struck, the sword owner will probably die. I don't know if I can get it... Don't worry, if I get it, I will just use it as a concubine sword. , I won’t treat you badly, old buddy.”

The sword in his hand still showed no response...

(end of this chapter)