Changfeng crosses Baishi

Chapter 61 No. 1 in the world

Outside a leaf of duckweed, Lingshan, which was originally sunny and clear, was completely surrounded by turbidity, and the sky seemed to be falling heavily.

The thick and gloomy clouds, accompanied by lightning and thunder, exploded beside Fengmanlou. Ying Changfeng is a monk, and at this moment, he felt that the entire Cuiwei Mountain was out of balance.He couldn't help but think of the strange atmosphere of dead branches and leaves outside when he and Xiao Baishi left Qingzhuxi for the first time...

At this time, the former Lingshan Mountain in the southeast is being submerged inch by inch, and it is going to be turned into a wilderness where monsters run rampant.

"Strange." Ying Changfeng said in a low voice, and Yuan Shandai in his arms suddenly began to tremble uneasily.

He held down the scabbard, concentrating for a moment and straight up with the sword.

The mountain wall was steep, Ying Changfeng ignored other things at this moment and went to the cloud trail on the other side of the mountain.He remembered that that place was Xiao Baishi's residence, and there was a long waterfall, where the red leopard came from.

Before reaching the Nine Heavens Galaxy, he first heard an explosion and the sound of something cracking.

Then there was screaming.

Before Ying Changfeng realized what happened, he instinctively moved Yuan Shandai.A bright light flashed on the famous sword, and his whole body was protected by the air shield formed by the fierce sword intent.

The air mask had just formed, and Ying Changfeng felt an unprecedented powerful force, like a knife like a sword, attacking in all directions!

A ray of sword light slashed down from far away, Ying Changfeng was taken aback: "Yue Bichuan?"

He galloped away, stunned by the scene in front of him, and stood there for a while.

The only point of light in the world is the sword energy formed by the long sword in Yue Pichuan's hand. This is the culmination of Yue Pichuan's lifelong swordsmanship. It is as bright as the first ray of sunrise when the chaos first opened.

Too bad it doesn't help at all here—

In front of Yue Bichuan, the black air almost swallowed all the light and heat.The dark and unclear mountain walls are all gone, the fog does not disperse, does not mix, there is a certain monster in it that is breathing, and every time it changes, it releases a more powerful magic energy than the last time, forcing the alliance of heaven and earth. Everyone retreated again and again.

"What the hell is it?!" Someone broke his throat.

"What the hell!" Yue Bichuan's long sword forced out a brighter sword intent, and his whole body turned into a huge ball of light, "I can't use monsters in this world—cut!"

He lashed out with a sword.

Then it was completely swallowed by the black mist.

To the monster in the black mist, that blow, which no one could bear, seemed unbelievably gentle. It breathed heavily for a moment, and the shape of the black mist changed violently, and then——

From it protruded a huge, bony, four-clawed foot.

"dragon--!"

I don't know who roared heart-piercingly, and thunder exploded in the dark clouds.

In mid-air, Yue Pichuan of Yujian had just exhausted nearly half of his spiritual power to strike out that sword, and he froze on the spot when the sword energy was swallowed.When he saw it, he was too late to retreat, and the dragon claw that looked like a splicing of white bones swept towards him fiercely.

Halfway was blocked by a red mark, Yue Bichuan took a closer look and found that it was Shen Yizhou.

The man's hair crown fell apart at some point, and the messy forehead made the red mole between the eyebrows very seductive.He shouted angrily, and the vigorous spiritual power in his hand turned into a long whip, and he immediately counterattacked as he swung the whisk.

The monster was enraged by the person who suddenly joined the battle, and the dragon claw changed its target again.

Yue Bichuan was impacted by spiritual power and fell heavily to the ground.He propped himself up but it was of no use, he turned sideways and vomited a mouthful of blood, and saw a pair of boots stained with grass clippings in his vision.

He raised his head along the way, Ying Changfeng was condescending, and he still looked indifferent and had nothing to do with himself.

Yue Pichuan snorted coldly, he had no time to get up while supporting himself with his long sword.He turned a blind eye to Changfeng, looked up at Shen Yizhou, and couldn't help taking a step back.

When the idea of ​​fighting side by side with Shen Yizhou appeared, the scene of the other party attacking him was also vivid in his mind, Yue Bichuan hesitated.

If he went at this time, would Shen Yizhou think he was a disservice, or even turned against him?

Shen Yizhou is a person who has been experienced by the devil qi. Although the black mist has affected him, he doesn't look very embarrassed.Moving around, he seemed determined to occupy the consciousness of the dragon in front of him, evading and attacking without mercy, without any reservation of the power of the red flame in his hand, Yue Bichuan was terrified to see it.

Someone who can control monsters...?

If successful, what will Shen Yizhou do next?

"Don't help?" Ying Changfeng said abruptly, Yuan Shandai was three inches out of her sheath, "Qinglong and Jiang Yuan, who were barely suppressed by the seven great powers in the past, now have two demons, which is unprecedented. Shen Yi No matter how powerful Zhou is, how can he compare with the disciples of the ancestors of Taoism hundreds of years ago? ——Leader Yue, if he makes a move at this time, he may still be in favor of you."

Before Yue Bichuan had a thought, Shen Yizhou, who was trying to invade the black mist in mid-air, suddenly screamed in pain, and the whisk fell to the ground, and the dust scattered.

But he couldn't escape, and was pressed against the mountain wall by that paw.

Brother and brother, Yue Bichuan wanted to save someone, but his strength was weak, his legs were weak, his hands were sore, and he couldn't even stand up all of a sudden!And none of the surrounding monks of the Heaven and Earth Alliance dared to take a step forward.

People's hearts are warm and cold.

Ying Changfeng snorted contemptuously, moved towards Qinglong after stepping slightly.

He stood in mid-air, with the long sword in front of his chest, and recited a formula - at Ying Changfeng's level of cultivation, it is reasonable to say that there is no need for formulas to drive anything, but if he still needs to read, it is somewhat beyond his control .

But Ying Changfeng didn't care so much anymore, and he didn't want to win.

After defeating Gui Yixiao in his fledgling appearance back then, he no longer had the will to compete with others. I have read "Broken Mountain", and the meaning of the sword is great, and the natural mountains and rivers have other realms in his eyes, the tide rising from the East China Sea, the flickering fireflies in Lanzhu, the moss marks deep in a duckweed leaf...

It's all his practice.

He himself has become a sharp sword.

This sword has experienced the injury of Nanhai, and it has not seen the sun for eight years, and finally it is re-sharpened.

The monsters in front of them are no different from the monks they met during the previous sparring sessions. The monsters have no intelligence, and their actions are unpredictable, and they cannot be inferred from the ordinary.But for Chang Feng, disaster fighting is always a hurdle he has to overcome. If disaster fighting does not exist, the green dragon in front of him—

It's his testing stone!

"Imperial order!" Ying Changfeng let out a clear whistle.

The Lihuo Sword Formation reappeared in its most complete form after the Great War in the South China Sea.

With a radius of a hundred li, one step at a time and one sword at a time, Yuan Shandai swelled up to two feet out of thin air. It was as cold as a frosty wind and surging like a sea tide. Without any restraint, it gathered into a shocking sword!

A corner of the black mist was chopped off, and then, the dragon roared even worse, and the dragon's claws suddenly loosened.

After not being imprisoned, Shen Yizhou naturally wouldn't sit still.He ran away in embarrassment, turned his head, and saw that Ying Changfeng did not breathe at all, and went straight up with the second sword.

At the same time, the murderous intent of the sword formation suddenly became apparent, and the black mist covering the mountain wall was surrounded by sword light in an instant, and every step was an impact, which was endless and earth-shattering.

"Sword..." Shen Yizhou murmured, "Broken Mountain...?"

Ying Changfeng seemed to respond to his whisper, and the long sword hummed sharply.

"Li, Kan, Zhen—open!"

A layer of cold frost quickly condensed on Yuan Shandai's black sword blade, and it was clear that the same deep color, Yuan Shandai was not swallowed by the evil spirit at all, but became more dazzling.

The moment Ying Changfeng broke through the black mist with his sword, he clearly felt that his sword energy had touched something hard.He frowned and didn't dare to relax. With a breakthrough, the sword shadows behind him overlapped and formed a net, attacking the monster hiding in the black mist impenetrably.

The roar of the magic dragon was even louder, and in the deafening, there were gradually other sounds——

"Sword...Xiu..."

"It's the sword...Xiu...!"

"Come on--"

With a turbid and hoarse voice, Ying Changfeng frowned subconsciously and said, "Jiang Yuan?"

Those two words seemed to touch some taboo, and there was no movement after the loud noise.

He was still vigilant, and tried to strike out with another sword intent.This time Ying Changfeng clearly heard the sound of metal, and he had an intuition that something was wrong.

A pair of demons have been forced to coexist for more than [-] years, and they will never be separated at this time.

Although unprecedented, Ying Changfeng feels that they will not coexist too harmoniously.At first it was Qinglong roaring, but after the sword formation came out, he could hear Jiang Yuan's voice?

He is not Xiao Baishi, and he doesn't know anything about spiritism, so how can he know what the monster said?

Is it the magic dragon or Jiang Yuan's remnant soul that dominates the body?

Why did he feel the breath of the sword...?

Yuan Shandai's hands were suddenly scalded, and a corner of the sword formation burst open and quickly bit back at the formation's eyes.Ying Changfeng's lips immediately vomited a trace of bright red, but he didn't let go, and quickly repaired the cracks in the sword array. After thinking for a while, the barrier turned into sharp frost blades, and they struck together at the place where the sound was originally made!

"Sword cultivator... come, come—"

Come?

then come!

Yuan Shandai was too bright, Ying Changfeng waved away the demon energy that was trying to devour him, the humming of Yuan Shandai in his hand was even worse, and his wrist began to ache slightly.

The black mist actively tore open a deep invisible crack.

On the ground, Yue Bichuan could see clearly, and shouted loudly: "Changfeng can't do it!"

The next moment, the monster exploded, and the black mist suddenly spread, engulfing Ying Changfeng.

A shallow bloodstain was cut on the palm of Xiao Baishi's hand by the stone wall, he looked there absently, and suddenly said: "That's not right."

"What?" Xiao Heyan adjusted his breath and talked with him through secret voice transmission.

Xiao Baishi stood up: "I'm going to find him!"

As soon as the words came out, Xiao Heyan opened his eyes suddenly, and yelled almost forcefully: "You are not allowed to go! You will die if you go!"

"It's a death for him to go!" Xiao Baishi has never lost his composure in front of Xiao Heyan. "I figured it out. No matter who dominates a body with two demons, Ying Changfeng has no chance of winning. Jiang Yuan is no longer a sword cultivator. It’s a fierce beast again, you use these words to provoke him, to lure him to go and avenge himself—”

Chi Bao whimpered, but Xiao Heyan refused to comment.

"He is a late bloomer in the way of swordsmanship, and his mind has always been open-minded. The only thing that can't be solved is being injured by Huo Dou. Dad, you know that he wants to cross over, so you deliberately let him go... It's bad luck, Yue Bichuan and Shen Yi Zhou is still eyeing him, he may not come back, father!"

"But he might be able to see Jiang Yuan's sword."

"……what?"

Xiao Heyan said slowly: "Although Jiang Yuan has no body and only a soul, his sword spirit still exists. If Ying Changfeng dies in Cuiwei Mountain today, he will never be able to penetrate Jiang Yuan's realm of 'the sword comes out of no sword'; if he is lucky enough to survive , from now on, he is the number one in the world. If Ying Changfeng is so weak that he can't even bear this, you should just give up on it!"

Xiao Baishi choked up for a moment.

After a moment of dead silence, Xiao Baishi still said, "I'm going to help him."

"What can you do to help?"

"I've heard the voice of Qinglong, it doesn't want to fight, it just wants to be free." Xiao Baishitou walked out without looking back, "I can't give up, if Ying Changfeng wants to die, I will die together—"

"Stop!" Xiao Heyan stopped him.

Xiao Baishi only paused slightly, without turning his head.

He heard his father's weak sigh, and wondered if it was because of the resolute words that he thought of the past.Xiao Heyan stood up and drew a spell on his chest to heal the wound in time.

His footsteps were still a little unsteady, but Xiao Heyan walked to Xiao Baishi's side: "I'll go with you."

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