——"Magic sword skill! Sword repels wind and thunder!!!"

Wind blades formed in the void one after another, and then fell like a violent storm. The rolling thunder turned into a dense lightning net, blocking all the retreat routes for the elder Chuan Gong. The power of Su Li's move was quite astonishing, and the magic combination of wind and thunder

The sword skills were more powerful than those with single attributes, and even Zhao Futu, who was hundreds of meters away, was greatly affected.

"it's useless!"

A mocking smile appeared on the face of the Shushan sect's elder, and he said slowly: "They are all dead moves! You can't control these moves at all!"

"It is impossible to defeat me with a sword!"

After saying that, he threw the Qingfeng Sword in his hand and began to chant the spell quickly.

Zhao Futu couldn't hear clearly what spell the elder Chuan Gong recited, but he understood one thing very well! That is, although Su Li's sword moves are very powerful, the attack range is too wide. The too wide attack range means

Due to the dispersion of power, such an attack is better for those who are weaker than themselves, but against a strong person with earthly immortal cultivation like the Shushan sect Chuan Gong elder, unless there is an absolute numerical advantage, it is basically impossible to win.

!

——"Sword God!!!"

Just when Zhao Futu's thoughts were changing, Elder Shushan had already finished reciting the incantation.

The body-protecting aura around him was crumbling under the attacks of wind blades and wild thunder. Even as a Chuan Gong elder of the Shushan Sect and with the cultivation of Earth Immortal, he could not easily ignore the attack of the magic sword.

But after this move was used, everything was reversed in an instant!

A hazy figure emerged. He stood behind the elder Chuan Gong, with his hair and beard flying in the wind, filled with an unparalleled momentum! The shadow gradually became condensed, and the figure gradually enlarged and transformed.

In order to see a giant figure several feet tall, he stared at Su Li in front of him with eyes as sharp as lightning. Then he raised his hand and saw thousands of sword lights emerging from the void, stabbing the enemy in front of him!

Boom!

The sword light in the sky obscured Zhao Futu's sight, and he could no longer even see Su Li's figure clearly.

This sword-god move used by the Shushan sect's elder is a unique skill within the sect. The figure emerging in the void is the first generation head of the Shushan sect and the first person to become an immortal in the entire Shushan sect.

That person. After the founder of the Shushan Sect became an immortal, he left a spiritual thought in the mortal world. The leaders of the Shushan Sect in the past generations can communicate with him through the "Unity of Heaven and Man".

As for this move of the Sword God, it is a ray of divine thought that summons the founder of the Shushan Sect. It is the most advanced technique of summoning the gods.

………………

Panlong Zhenzhu.

Just when the elder Chuan Gong used the sword god's move, the dragon body wrapped around the giant pillar couldn't help but move, and then he saw a pair of huge pupils emerging, illusory and real in the mist.

"Huh?"

The figure of the dragon carrying the candle emerged in the sea of ​​clouds, as if he noticed something. He looked down at the foot of Buzhou Mountain and said slowly: "A fairy energy actually emerged?"

"Has another immortal descended to the lower world?"

After saying that, a brilliant light flashed in the huge dragon's eyes, and then he seemed to understand something, and then said: "It turns out that it's just some mortals fighting!"

Then the huge dragon head of the candle-bearing dragon disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

Although it is in Buzhou Mountain, its responsibility is only to be responsible for the Panlong Pillar. This pillar is said to support the heaven and the earth, and the dragon holding the candle has been guarding here for more than 9,800 years. In just one or two hundred years, it will

After ten thousand years, it can ascend and no longer need to stay in this mortal world. Therefore, it has no interest in the fights between mortals at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

The reason why it was able to alarm it was just a trace of the fairy power that was aroused when Elder Chuangong used the Sword God move.

………………

Boom!

When thousands of sword lights fell, the entire ground became riddled with holes, as if after a catastrophe.

Zhao Futu's vision finally recovered after the sword light disappeared, and the situation on the battlefield also appeared in front of his eyes. Su Li's figure fell not far in front of him, with a large blood stain on his chest, lying motionless on the ground.

I don't know whether he is alive or dead. The appearance of the elder of the Shushan Sect who teaches the skills is a little embarrassed, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. After a burst of light, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand suddenly shattered with the wind and turned into a sky.

of powder.

I don't know what happened just now, but the Chuan Gong elder who clearly had the upper hand was also seriously injured, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand actually shattered directly after the confrontation.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The Shushan sect's martial arts master laughed angrily and shouted: "You monster, you are so stubborn! Do you think you can defeat me by hiding the inner elixir in your sword moves?"

"Now your inner elixir has been shattered by me, and your thousand-year cultivation has turned into a shadow!"

"Let's see how long you can survive!"

As soon as Elder Chuan Gong finished speaking, Su Li's figure began to change, but she saw that her entire appearance was disappearing, and then a cyan fox with dim eyes and three tails appeared on the ground. This was Zhao Futu

The first time I saw her prototype, except for having three tails, she seemed to be no different from other foxes.

"Kill if you want!"

Although he had turned into a prototype, Su Li still seemed to have the ability to speak. However, he saw the cyan fox struggling to support his body and speaking stubbornly: "Where does all this nonsense come from!"

The elder of the Shushan sect who passed on the Kung Fu snorted coldly and said: "You are stubborn! You deserve to die!"

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the other side, directly locked on Zhao Futu who was hiding in the dark, and said in a deep voice: "Evil disciple!"

"I'm going to clean up the house today!"

Clang!

A sword shadow fell from the sky.

Just when the Shushan sect's martial arts master raised his hand to send out a sword energy, a purple sword shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

But it was the magic sword in Su Li's hand during the previous fight. However, under the sword master's move from Elder Chuan Gong, the magic sword in Su Li's hand was directly knocked away.

Sonorous!

The magic sword fell to the ground, and the sword blade was inserted into the hard rock.

The place where the two fought was hundreds of meters away from Zhao Futu's hiding place, and the demon sword that was knocked away happened to fly towards where he was. At this time, the sword shadow fell from the sky with a clang, but it happened to be

It landed about dozens of meters away from Zhao Futu. After losing the control of its master, the ancient Jiangguo characters on the Demon Sword became dim, and it seemed that a lot of spiritual power had been consumed.

"Fight!"

Just when the elder of the Shushan School threatened to clean up the sect, a look of determination suddenly flashed in Zhao Futu's eyes!

Immediately, his figure shot out like a sharp arrow.

However, his target was not the Shushan sect Chuan Gong elder in front of him. Instead, he rushed towards the magic sword that fell to the ground.

As soon as he saw Zhao Futu's figure rushing towards the magic sword, the face of the Shushan sect's elder could not help but show a hint of surprise! The power of this sword really frightened him, so he waved it without hesitation.

A sword energy came out and slashed directly towards Zhao Futu in front.

Phew!

A stream of blood spurted out, and a bloody wound appeared on Zhao Futu's back.

But at this moment, his figure quickly passed over the magic sword, and he suddenly pulled out the magic sword that was inserted into the hard rock!

Sonorous!

As soon as he got the magic sword, Zhao Futu's momentum changed!

He turned around slowly, his eyes had turned into a strange purple color, and the torn clothes on his body moved without any wind, as if he was surrounded by a whirlwind, rolling up sand and stones all over the sky.

"Oops!"

The expression of the elder Chuangong changed greatly and he murmured: "His demonic nature was inspired by that sword!"

As soon as he got the magic sword, Zhao Futu's momentum continued to rise. When this powerful momentum reached a certain critical point, suddenly several elders who had never seen the power of Chuan Gong appeared behind him but were full of energy.

The demonic figure with an evil aura! The phantoms of these demonic gods appeared behind Zhao Futu, and then the demonic sword in his hand seemed to be activated with infinite power, and the ancient Jiangguo characters on it lit up one after another!

Furious - Satan!

Taotie - Beelzebub!

Lazy - Belial!

The shadows of the three Hell Demon Gods gradually disappeared, but the strange light in Zhao Futu's eyes became more solid.

He slowly raised the magic sword, and bursts of miserable screams from the innocent souls echoed around him. Countless souls who died under the magic sword struggled to rush out, but were then howled and sucked by the magic sword.

After going back, scenes of tragic death emerged in the air, and it looked like hell had descended. Zhao Futu's figure stood quietly in this scene of hell, his eyes were deep and dark, as if he was looking at the surroundings.

There was no feeling at all in that miserable scene, and he just stared at the elder Chuan Gong in front of him with cold eyes.

"evil creature!"

The elder Chuangong raised his hand, and another flying sword came out of the air. The sword's light was like the scorching sun, causing the surrounding temperature to gradually rise.

"See if I don't beat you back to your original shape!"

In the eyes of the Chuan Gong elder, Zhao Futu seemed to have been controlled by the devil at this time and became the incarnation of the extraterrestrial devil.

Throughout the ages, many cultivators have become obsessed with evil spirits, and then been taken advantage of by outside demons. Their souls have long been unconscious, but there is only an empty body left in the world. This body has been taken over by those outside demons.

Control often leads to some crazy actions! Zhao Futu in front of him looks like he is controlled by the phantom of the demon god who doesn't know where!

——"Heavenly Sword Art!"

The elder Chuan Gong turned his body into a sword, and the sword light appeared in the sky again, and slashed at Zhao Futu in front of him!

Buzz!

The blade of the magic sword trembled slightly.

The ancient Chinese characters on the sword glowed with an eerie purple light. Zhao Futu slowly raised the sword, as if it was as heavy as a thousand pieces of stone!

In an instant!
Chapter completed!