Chapter 957: Reversing the Tide of the War

After a moment of surprise, Situ Shengjie's expression became extremely solemn. It was impossible for the Ji clan to have such a powerful person.

No, this is not a human being! It’s the sculpture of the Ji clan’s ancestor!

Since Yuanshi Mountain dares to touch the Ji Clan, he must have investigated and understood the Ji Clan. Outsiders have also entered the Ji Clan's secret realm, so they naturally know about the ancestors' sculptures, and they also know that those sculptures are the Ji Clan's heritage.

It's just that the Ji clan has never used the three most powerful ancestor sculptures.

"die!"

Situ Shengjie suddenly stood up from the chariot, and his whole body was swarming with cultivation. The Yuanshi Mountain above his head was like a meteorite, suppressing Luo Xiu.

Now that he has felt the danger, if he just asked Luo Xiu to take action first, it would naturally be impossible to count.

"The Lord of Yuanshi Mountain is just a piece of garbage who talks like farts."

Luo Xiu smiled sarcastically, raised his hand and pointed at Situ Shengjie, and said to Ji Wushuang beside him: "Wushuang, kill him."

In an instant, Ji Wushuang's figure disappeared, leaving only a brilliant sword light in the entire world.

In Situ Shengjie's sight, he seemed to have lost the entire world. In his field of vision, only a blade of light remained, which became the entire world.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were eclipsed. Yuanshi Sacred Mountain, which Situ Shengjie regarded as his greatest support, was split from it by the light of the sword in an instant, split into two parts, its brilliance dimmed, and it fell from the sky.

Not only that, this sword light continued unabated, tearing apart the sky and sweeping towards the void in the distance.

puff!

Situ Shengjie's body flew out from the treasure chariot, blood spurted out from his mouth, and his pupils were full of horror and fear. He never dreamed that the Yuanshi Sacred Mountain would be split into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Situ Shengjie's body was annihilated into powder, and the chariot he was sitting on was blown by the wind and turned into ashes.

In Gaotian, there is only that woman in a long skirt who uses her fingers as swords, and she is unparalleled in elegance!

"Flying Immortal..."

Luo Xiu couldn't help but sigh. In those distant years, few people knew about such a stunning sword, because most of the people who had seen it were already dead.

Immortals are an extremely ancient legend. It is said that in the early days there were gods and demons who pursued the path of immortals. It is said that those who become immortals can live forever and live freely.

Ji Wushuang was amazingly talented and created the Flying Immortal Blade. Even someone as talented as Tai Shangqing could not help but be amazed by how amazing this sword was.

He was one of the few people who had seen Feixian Yi Dao. Ji Wushuang even engraved her feelings about Feixian Yi Dao into a jade slip and gave it to herself, who was once the Supreme Lover.

This sword is really amazing, because this is no longer a magical power that ordinary gods and demons can have access to.

It was just a knife. Situ Shengjie, who was full of arrogance and confidence just now, was cut into pieces, with no bones left and his soul scattered. The sacred mountain of Yuanshi, which he was proud of, was also chopped into pieces like scrap metal. .

After using this sword, Ji Wushuang's figure became a little dim, like a fairy about to fly away, her figure was a little blurry.

She turned to look at Luo Xiu. Although she was only a ray of will left in the Ji clan, it seemed that some memories that had been sleeping for endless years were awakened by Feixian's sword.

Her figure suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Luo Xiu, her cold and lifeless eyes staring blankly at Luo Xiu's face.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and gently touched Luo Xiu's face. Luo Xiu felt only coldness without any warmth.

"Is it you?"

She said dreamily, but then she lost all her breath in an instant and turned into a sculpture again. All her expressions and movements were frozen in that moment, as if they had become eternity.

Luo Xiu's heart trembled. In his life as Supreme Lover, he owed Ji Wushuang a lot.

And in this life, Ji Master died for him again, and he owed the Ji clan a lot!

Even Lu Xiuwen was shocked by the scene that happened here. Even though he was a strong man at the peak of the Great Emperor, he didn't think he could block the extremely stunning sword from before.

However, what made him relieved was that the sword seemed to have exhausted the spirituality of the unparalleled ancestor sculpture of the Ji clan. It would take a long time of accumulation and precipitation to regenerate powerful power.

"It's the legendary flying immortal!"

Ji Xuankong and other elders also saw the knife, and their expressions became extremely excited.

The masters and elders of the past generations have used secret techniques to revive the ancestral sculptures and exert powerful combat power, but no one can make the unparalleled ancestors kill the flying immortals.

But what they didn't expect was that Luo Xiu could do something that all previous clan leaders of the Ji clan could not do.

This filled the hearts of the elders with doubts. They remembered that when Luo Xiu came to the Ji clan for the first time, he brought back a trace of the sword mark of the Wushuang ancestor. What is the relationship between him and the Wushuang ancestor?

If Luo Xiu had never used the magical power of the sword, they would have thought that Luo Xiu was the descendant of the Wushuang ancestor.

"die!"

Lu Xiuwen suddenly got rid of Lal and opened a big hand to cover Luo Xiu.

Naturally, his move was not really to kill Luo Xiu, but to capture Luo Xiu, because based on the various performances of this son in the past, someone in Shenyu Palace speculated that he was most likely the reincarnation of a strong man.

Those who can reincarnate and awaken their memories are not ordinary strong people. Moreover, those who can be qualified to be called strong in the Supreme World of Bafang are at least seven-level gods and demons. Those who can reincarnate are at least Nine levels of gods and demons!

If you can capture the reincarnation of a ninth-level god-demon-level powerhouse, even if you can't use him for your own use, seizing his memories and secrets will still be an immeasurable and huge wealth!

Although Luo Xiu didn't know Lu Xiuwen's true purpose, he was not surprised that some people suspected that he was a reincarnated body, because the strength and talent he showed were far beyond the limits of ordinary people, and all kinds of unreasonable behaviors It appears everywhere in a person, and it is normal for others to doubt and guess.

But for Luo Xiu, as long as no one knows that he is the reincarnation of Taishangqing, there will be no big problem. Since the death of the eighth generation of reincarnation masters, no one can control the laws of heaven and reincarnation, and there are many others. The strong are reincarnated.

"Roar!"

Lal let out a loud roar, and the power of thunder rules was activated. His huge body turned into a bolt of lightning, trying to stop Lu Xiuwen from attacking Luo Xiu.

But Lu Xiuwen's speed was too fast, and all Lal could use was a very weak power of thunder rules.

"Husband!"

"Brother!"

"Master!"

"..."

Yan Yue'er, Yan Xiruo, Li Yu, Ye Haoran, Ji Hanyu, Ji Xiaozi and others also exclaimed and lost their voices, because everyone knew very well that Lu Xiuwen was definitely the most powerful being among everyone present.

Luo Xiu had just activated the Ji Clan's foundation to kill Situ Shengjie, and the sculpture of the Wushuang Ancestor had also exhausted its spirituality. How could he resist now?

"How can the Ji clan's heritage be beyond the imagination of an ant like you?"

Looking at Lu Xiuwen who was attacking him, Luo Xiu's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

He used the phaseless method to evolve the secret technique of the Ji clan again, and then another towering figure appeared next to him. It was a man wearing white robes and as tall as a Confucian scholar.

This person is Ji Yishui, and with a wave of his hand he displays the Ji clan's famous magical power, the five-finger sword technique!

He slowly raised his hand, and his five fingers turned into swords. The five swords formed an array. In the blink of an eye, they were like five majestic mountains of swords, surrounding Lu Xiuwen's figure in the center.

The next moment, the five mountains of swords released vast and unpredictable sword intent. Lu Xiuwen screamed, his whole body covered in blood, and turned into a ray of light to escape from the five-finger sword technique. The speed was astonishingly fast.

This Lu Xiuwen, surprisingly practiced the law of wind, and had cultivated the law of wind to the tenth level of perfection.

Luo Xiuwen was not surprised when Lu Xiuwen escaped. He could not make Ji Yishui's sculpture display the combat power of Ji Wushuang, and Ji Yishui did not create as stunning sword skills as Feixian in his life.

In the blink of an eye, the battle situation that was not favorable to the Ji clan was reversed in an instant. Situ Shengjie fell, and Lu Xiuwen, the strongest emperor at the peak, also escaped.

"kill!"

Lal had no opponent and was galloping around the battlefield. When he saw people from Yuanshi Mountain, Hong Family, Xinghe Emperor Sect and Zhantian Emperor Sect, he took action to kill them.

I saw no enemies wherever Lal passed. One by one, the powerful God Emperor was beaten to death by him. Some were directly grabbed by him and thrown into his mouth to chew. As a bloodthirsty giant of chaos, and cruelty, on full display.

"Lal, go help."

Luo Xiu said slowly, his face looked very pale, and activating the Ji clan's strongest foundation twice in succession took a lot of energy from him.

Hearing Luo Xiu's voice, the scarlet light in Lal's eyes gradually calmed down, and he turned around to kill the ancestor of the Hong family.

Dan Mei's cultivation level was a little worse than that of the ancestor of the Hong family, and it seemed that she could no longer hold on, and there were also many casualties among the disciples of Wuliang Palace.

When the ancestor of the Hong family saw Laer charging towards him, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately wanted to retreat.

But at this moment, Luo Xiu activated the formation that had been arranged earlier. Amidst the imprints and interweaving of countless formations and talismans, a black and white bead flew across the sky from the Tianhu star below. , with a bang, it hit the ancestor of the Hong family on the back of the head.

This bead is the bead of life and death. Luo Xiu put it into the core of the formation. Under the stimulation and control of the chain formation, it can play an unexpected role at critical moments.

This blow could not kill the ancestor of the Hong family, but it made him dizzy for a moment. At this moment, Laer had already rushed over, stretched out his hands to grab the ancestor of the Hong family, and with a pop, pulled his The body was torn into two pieces and blood spilled into the sky.

As soon as the ancestor of the Hong family died, everyone on the Hong family side was in chaos. The Wuliang Palace immediately counterattacked. Shen Bingyu's white dress was stained with blood. She held the Chaos Sword and took the lead, killing each enemy under the sword.

Luo Xiu looked at the entire battlefield from a distance. Looking at the overall situation, there was no expression of joy on his face, because from the beginning, he did not think that the Ji clan would lose this war.