Chapter 551 Sword Cry

Yu Mujian's eyes widened, he pushed his palms forward, and released two bursts of golden light. However, Li Xijun was good at swordsmanship. His Yueque Sword Arc was no longer a regular one. The long sword could still deflect slightly when it was halfway through the swing. The light gathered and passed through the gap between his hands.

The sword arc he fired came to life in an instant. Although the power did not change much, the threat was much greater. Yu Mujian was careless and missed, and the white sword light penetrated from his chin, and again It broke through the back of his neck from the upper jaw, almost causing his whole head to flip up.

Yu Mujian reacted very quickly, and the copper sword in his hand rose violently, forcing Li Xijun to put away the sword and fall back. Li Ximing was slightly startled, and turned to Mingguan to restrain him again.

Although Li Ximing did not practice swordsmanship, he was amazed by his younger brother's sword and admired in his heart:

"Brother Jun's swordsmanship has surpassed that of his second uncle back then. Now Brother Zhi cannot concentrate on his swordsmanship. Except for the ancestors of the two lines, no one in the family can compare with him."

Yu Mujian was on guard this time. He narrowly avoided the Mingguan Pass with his pinching skills, quickly distanced himself, his eyes were bright, and he said softly:

"It's true that I underestimated you..."

The sword light flowed from his chin, and it took a while before there were signs of healing. The magic light gathered in his hands, and the headache-inducing Mingguan was eagerly suppressed. Yu Mujian had to defend himself, feeling a little depressed.

Yu Mujian was suppressed by Mingguan and lost the opportunity. He was attacked by two people in a row. He felt that there was no way out, so he avoided Mingguan and immediately cast a spell to pop out three drops of golden tears.

These three drops of golden tears rolled and fell in the air, stretching indefinitely. In an instant, they transformed into three figures, all holding bronze swords, and each went in one direction.

He had fought numerous battles in various ways along the way in the north. He knew that whether it was a spell or magical weapon to practice suppression, what he was afraid of was concealment and illusion. It took him an unknown amount of time to move around. At the moment, his true body was hiding in it, and he adjusted his breath to prepare to draw his sword.

After using the spell, Li Xijun sheathed his sword, and his eyes lit up with a color as bright as snow. [Mingshuang Pine Ridge] blessed [Clear Eyes Spiritual Pupil], and he could see through it at a glance. His spiritual consciousness moved and he said:

"Top left."

Li Ximing understood and urged Mingguan to suppress the attack, forcing Yu Mujianfu to use the golden shield to block it again. When he met Li Xijun's bright pupils, his chest was choked.

"This Li Xijun's eye skills are not low."

When Yu Mujian came, he could only throw out one sword, but he was suppressed by the Mingguan, and was restrained. The bright light was so bright, and the power of killing it was amazing. It would be better if there was a way to break the surface, but the copper sword in his hand was very powerful. Shen Lushuo secretly said in his heart:

"The Mingyang series... should be the immortal foundation that achieves some kind of magical power. The grade is by no means low... It is called ordinary foundation building, and I am afraid it will be polished to ashes..."

However, Li Ximing gradually discovered the distance between his escape and the duration of casting the spell, and became more and more familiar with him. Li Xijun activated the sunflower spell again, drew his sword and danced with flowing light, constantly snagging him.

Although the two brothers rarely faced off against each other at the same time, Li Xijun grasped the timing very accurately and could always fill in Li Ximing's gap appropriately, making Yu Mu Jianbai's anger surge and his face turn red.

Yu Mujian paused for two breaths in the air, and the Mingguan was suppressed again. The bright and white pass was shining brightly, finally suppressing him right under it.

As the dazzling light fell, Yu Mujian's expression gradually darkened. Li Ximing was sitting cross-legged in the door, his eyes closed tightly, his hands forming seals, and he was suppressing it without any distractions.

Li Xijun on the side was fluttering in white clothes. He held his sword behind his back and used two fingers together to cast a spell. Qingdu Mountain on the side suddenly changed his mind. Ten rays of cold light quickly rose up and flowed out a curtain of blue light. From the sky. The top falls.

"[Chenmeng]."

Li Xijun made a gentle seal, and a gray mist suddenly rose from the lake. It spread quickly, blocking out the prying eyes of spiritual consciousness, and wrapped around Yu Mujian.

Li Xijun specially invited him to come to the lake to fight, and he had already made arrangements in his mind. Liu Changdie's [Five Waters Imperial Formation] had been built for a long time, but had never been used. It was specially reserved for this moment to activate it, just to kill him in one fell swoop. Destruction, the magic in hand changes continuously:

"[虺流], [Qingyuan], [Bufu]."

In an instant, murderous intent spread everywhere, and a group of water hyenas with condensed mana jumped up on the lake, with gray-green light flashing. Yu Mujian's feet sank, and he was suppressed by Mingguan, feeling that it was difficult to escape.

His face gradually turned ugly, and he realized that he was being too much:

"I thought Li Ximing was just an ordinary foundation builder who knew how to make alchemy. I underestimated his suppression method, and fell into Li Xijun's scheme... If I don't show some real skills, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble."

He crossed his legs in the void, placed his hands in lotus seals on his chest, and the golden runes barely supported him. Golden lines appeared on his face, his eyes flashed, and two rays of bright golden light were emitted. He spoke solemnly:

"Su Xikong obtained the true nature through the initiation, which is clear in the Vajra and the womb treasure... I wish I had obtained it, and I pray that I will be possessed today... by the edict!"

He uttered words urgently and quickly, solemnly, and the spell he vomited under the golden light, his eyes turned golden, his hands moved forward, his back arched, his flesh and blood retreated, and he stretched out two golden hands. .

"I've learned the true identity of Su Xikong!"

The clothes on his upper body burst open, revealing his strong waist, and both chests emitted golden light. He opened his eyes and looked over coldly. The long cloth that originally shook out the golden runes was wrapped around his waist, and gradually turned into gold.

Yu Mujian stared at him with all four eyes. He raised one of his arms at the back, the golden pattern popped up, and held Mingguan up. The other two arms worked together to hold the sword, pointing straight at Li Xijun.

Li Xijun's expression gradually became serious, and he slowly put away his sword and stood ready:

‘After all, Xumu is the mage in front of Wumu Lianmin, so he has a trump card... The way Shi Xiu clings to each other to practice, this appearance... must be borrowing strength. ’

Yu Mujian has already taken on the [true form of Su Xikong], his beard and hair have disappeared, he is like an Arhat with a golden body, his eyes are golden, his eyelids and face are covered with gold paint, and he shouts like thunder in his mouth:

"Bah!"

Suddenly, it was like dragons roaring and tigers roaring, the mountains and seas surged, Li Ximing and Li Xijun were suffocated together, he held up his hands hard, white air spurted from his mouth, pushed Mingguan open, the white air intertwined with the golden light, his eyes were bright, and he shouted:

"Draw your sword!"

He actually put the bronze sword on his waist, grasped the hilt with all four arms, and pulled out the thin and long golden light inch by inch. The sharp aura filled the air, intertwined with the runes on his body, and shook the waves on the lake. All around.

It turned out that they had just been fighting for a while, and his bronze sword had never been unsheathed! It's just that the sword and sheath are integrated and cannot be seen clearly.

"No wonder the sword is powerful and heavy... but has no edge. It turns out that the sword is hidden like this!"

Yu Mujian's expression was very cold, and the golden light on his body seemed to be burning. He focused on his sword, regardless of the Mingguan pressure again, and said in a deep voice:

"I have escaped into Buddhism, and the Yu family's affairs have become a thing of the past. This sword is only for escaping from the world of mortals, and I can pay back my seniors for their advice that day."

"The sword has been hidden for many years, but today it is moved."

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he slowly drew out his sword. Li Xijun stood quietly in the air, holding the hilt of the sword tightly. The last formation of the [Five Waters Imperial Formation] [Laminar Flow] emerged, and the mighty dark blue lake water gradually he enveloped,

Li Xijun was stimulated by his sword energy, and Han Lin was already eager to try. The long sword in his hand made a sharp whistle, and he stared quietly. He swallowed the pill in his mouth and did not speak.

The large array of Qingdu Mountain and the peaks lit up, bright or dark, with various brilliance intertwined, sending out waves in the air. Li Ximing felt like his face was cut by a knife, but Yu Mujian was pointed at his brother, how could he give in? If you turn your mind and turn your magic power, Huangyuan Pass will shine brightly and smash down hard.

"Qiang!"

Then the golden light burst out, the clouds disappeared and the mist dispersed, the Mingguan in the sky made a clear sound, the light in the door became louder, then dimmed, the landslide and tsunami inside the door exploded, and a golden light sword energy exploded.

"Boom!"

The sword energy whizzed away from it, and the closed plaque swayed, and the masonry was full of cracks. It dimmed suddenly, shrunk into a bright stream of light, and fell back towards Li Ximing.

"puff!"

Mingguan was injured, and Li Ximing spit out blood, gold and red intertwined. The blood turned into golden light and fled in all directions before it fell into the lake. He had no time to pay attention to his injuries, so he only took out the talisman and chased the golden light.

Li Xijun only thrust his whole body into the sword, and the lake under his feet had turned into a piece of ice. Only the golden sword energy was left in his pupils, which was the result of the golden body of Arhat Su Xikong's lifelong swordsmanship.

He just felt as if the talismans in the Qi Sea Cave were stimulated, and a burst of fresh air spewed out. His mind was sharper than ever before, and countless mysteries emerged in his mind. His consciousness seemed to fall into a mirror, and he saw the green sword on the stone.

There was another man wearing a bright white robe with a clear and pure face. He stood alone in the ancient and ancient city. The flaming phoenix that covered the sky flew across the sky like a shooting star. The man gently pulled out his sword. Blue-white phantoms of color spurted out.

The shadow of the blue-white sword slowly reflected in Li Xijun's eyes, and his hand that turned white actually put away the sword and summoned it in the air.

"Qiang!"

A sharp whistle sounded, and a green-white sword flew up from the mountain. It quickly rose up and fell into his hand. The sword spikes swayed, and it was the Qingchi Sword!

The moon-white sword light lit up again, and the luster on the lake suddenly dimmed.

Golden light burst out from several miles away, and there was a roaring sound of huge rocks rolling down. Yu Mujian stood in the air and watched blankly.

Li Xijun stood quietly opposite, Yu Mujian slowly put away his sword, stood for two breaths, his expression gradually changed, and he said suddenly:

"I have no regrets."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless cracks appeared on his face. His figure condensed for a moment, and then turned into countless fragments, which exploded and flew all over the sky. They quickly turned into streamers of light, and then turned into flying ash, which was scattered in a gray manner.

The dark yellow [Copper Tibetan] no longer had its luster, fell from the sky, smashed into the lake, split into two pieces, spun half way, and sank into the lake at a very fast speed.

Li Ximing only felt that the aura on Li Xijun's body was dark and uncertain. He had no time to care about him and hurriedly protected him, only to see the snow rolling and the corners of Li Xijun's mouth were covered with blood.

He quickly helped Li Xijun to the mountain and fed him [Wanling Flower]. Only then did Li Xijun's expression change. He saw a faint line of blood on his waist, which must have been pierced by sword energy. He was startled and then Seeing Li Xijun swallowing blood, he said hoarsely:

"The Earth-watching Blood Stone!"

Li Ximing quickly took out the bloody jade from the storage bag and handed it to Li Xijun. He used his palm as a knife to cut off a small piece and split open his abdomen. It was already in chaos and fragmented.

He put the blood stone into it, put his palms together, spat out black blood, and pierced the bluestone with dense holes.

Li Xijun took a breath for a moment, gradually gained a vivid expression, and asked:

"Is Yu Mujian dead?"

"At least this body should be dead..."

Li Ximing took a breath for a while before realizing to answer him. His face was covered with sweat, and he said hurriedly:

"How's it going?"

"With the [Diwang Blood Stone], there should be no danger."

Li Xijun's face was like gold paper. He leaned on the bluestone and answered. He used magic power to bind the internal organ fragments, but his eyes were astonishingly bright. He smiled and said:

"Brother Ming, there should be a sword fairy in the Qingchi Sword, or a successor!"

"What... Inheritance or not... Just shut up first..."

Li Ximing had no intention of listening to him. He just took out the pills from the storage bag, piled them in front of him, and said only:

"Every time I leave seclusion, something has already happened at home... I feel very uneasy. Please take good care of your wounds..."

Li Xijun nodded, took some elixirs and drank them. He crossed his legs and closed his eyes to heal his wounds. After more than ten breaths, he saw Li Xuanxuan rushing up and calling out:

"Ximing! Xijun! Are you okay?"

"Not bad..."

Li Ximing responded hurriedly, and he slowly calmed down. After Li Xuanxuan went out, he said a few words of comfort, and saw two pieces of bronze swords held in the old man's hands. They were wet and dripping with lake water, and the cross-sections were shiny.

…

The state of Xu is too empty.

In the dark Taixu, there are auspicious golden clouds and white mist. A huge golden body sits in it, with three heads and six arms, many faces, golden paint emerges, and Sanskrit sounds burst out.

In the golden lotus-like clouds, there were many Lianmen standing at the feet of the golden body, which were only one-tenth the size of the golden body. They had different expressions, either with angry eyes or as cold as ice, each holding a sword, spear, axe, and halberd.

These expressions of pity are all motionless, the lotus-like palms are solidified in the golden clouds, and the cold releases release brilliance, making people unable to help but stare deeply and get involved.

"Um?"

Suddenly, someone opened his eyes with sympathy. Three eyes on his face and two on his chest were all wide-eyed, with a slightly angry expression. His arms that were in the air like lotus were quickly lowered, and he slowly began to count.

"Xu Mu is dead!"

He was slightly angry in his heart. He had finally saved this person. He was the rare first-class Su Xikong in the "Empty No Form". He could be described as a powerful Arhat.

This is one of them, but it is actually far more than that. This person also has swordsmanship. He is a monk from Jiangnan. He is very likely to reach the realm of swordsmanship. He is the best lackey... I just let him go to the south to solve the fate. He died suddenly like that!

"Then the Li family... actually has the strength to make Su Xikong even reincarnated!"

Three of the five eyes on the face were slightly angry, and the two eyes on the chest were cold. The lotus instruments on the left and right lowered from the top of the head to the side. He hesitated for a moment and said secretly:

"Almost all the golden elixirs in Jiangnan have gone to the outer world and are isolated from any danger. It is a good time to make calculations... Maha is approaching again. I want to see who the destined person is! It is best to receive it in my hands..."

His expression of regret was slightly filled, golden lines appeared on his face, his eyes slowly closed, and he counted carefully with his fingers.