txolops Chapter 682
Chapter 682
Chapter 682
"It turns out that the sword can still be used like this!"
It's the same as when I first saw the perfect version of "Good Fortune Oven Kung Fu" taught by Mr. Bai, and then I was completely intoxicated and lost.
After Li Fan received Mr. Bai's instruction this time, he was also immersed in the infinite mystery of "Breaking Heavenly Heart Sword", unable to extricate himself.
He didn't even say the polite words of "thank you, senior, for your guidance" and was in a daze.I don't even know how to leave the competition venue.
I don't know how long it took, but it was the shouts of "big brother" from the outside world that woke Li Fan up from his epiphany.
Li Fan followed the gazes of the crowd, and saw Situ Yao, who was staggering as he seemed to be still drunk, was forcibly carried into the arena with the support of two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"Wine, where's the wine?" Situ Yao hiccupped, ignoring Mr. Bai who was opposite him, and asked in a daze to the left and right.
"Why does Situ pretend to be drunk?" Mr. Bai was not annoyed, but said with a smile.
After Situ Yao heard this, he couldn't force himself to pretend to be stupid.With a light cough, he stood up straight and looked at Mr. Bai.
A trace of helplessness appeared on his face: "Really, I originally wanted to save my face as the senior brother of the Heavenly Sword Sect. You are so broken, it seems that you can't do it without fighting."
Situ Yao took out a wine gourd out of nowhere and took a sip.
Then his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Mr. Bai for a long time.
"I can't beat it, I can't beat it." He muttered in a low voice.
Although Situ Yao's words were light, they caused an uproar among the monks watching the battle.You know, Situ Yao's actual combat power can be said to be the first in Tianjianzong.He hasn't made a serious shot for many years, and no one knows where his ultimate strength is.
But it is such an absolute strongman in the Xuanhuang world, when facing Mr. Bai, he has already voluntarily declared that he is not his opponent before the battle begins!
With Situ Yao's temperament, if he can't beat him, he can't beat him, and he doesn't bother to lie.
What is the identity and where does this seemingly ordinary man come from?
For a moment, the eyes of Tianjianzong all focused on Mr. Bai.Surprised.
"You know you can't do it, but you do it. Isn't this your life creed, Situ?" Seeing Situ Yao's reluctance to make a move, Mr. Bai encouraged him instead.
"You have hidden that sword for a long time, and it's time to take it out and try it."
The tone was very light, but it sounded like thunder to Situ Yao's ears.
An inexplicable aura suddenly emerged from Situ Yao's body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Mr. Bai with a flash of doubt.
But after all, he had the mentality of a top powerhouse. After a while, he calmed down the doubts and surprises in his heart.
"Since that's the case, it's disrespectful." Situ Yao said in a serious tone.
Taking a step forward, Situ Yao stretched out his right hand and looked around at the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were watching the battle.
Seriously said: "Brothers, come with the sword."
All the monks in Tianjianzong heard Situ Yao's words in an instant, no matter where they were.
Wei Wei was stunned for a moment, then without the slightest hesitation, he threw his natal flying sword into the sky.
As the senior brother of Tianjianzong, Situ Yao takes good care of every new disciple and never puts on airs of a senior.Whenever the disciples are in trouble, the senior brother will always come forward.Even a little help relatives do not help.
Situ Yao has been a big brother for who knows how many years, and the disciples in the school either directly or indirectly, which one has not received his favor.
At this time, the senior brother borrowed the sword to use it, how can there be any reason to refuse?
So, in an instant, thousands of flying swords flew into the sky in a mighty manner.
Coming towards Situ Yao.
The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have almost half of their combat strength above their own natal flying swords.
From the beginning of foundation establishment, he has spared no effort to build his own flying sword.While strengthening the strength and lethality, slowly achieve the same mind.
Therefore, at this time, with Situ Yao's "sword coming".
It wasn't just the Thousand Thousand Flying Swords that were dispatched.
It was nearly half of the strength of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Thousands of sword qi are vertical and horizontal, emitting different brilliant brilliance.As Situ Yao's hands turned into fingers, whizzing towards Situ Yao's target, Mr. Bai chopped off.
Countless flying swords condense into one body, as if forming a huge sword that traverses the sky and the earth in the void.
Remotely locked Mr. Bai, and arrived in an instant.
It seems that in the next second, Mr. Bai will be pierced by Wan Jian and die tragically on the spot.
However, there was no panic on Mr. Bai's face.
He just showed a faint smile, and then raised the wooden sword in his hand.
Opposite Wan Jian.
hum...
A sound of sword cry came from the wooden sword.
Time seemed to stand still for an instant.
Where the sword ming passed, the thousands of flying swords first stopped flying and stagnated in the air.
Then the sword body trembled violently, as if it was fighting violently with something.
At last……
The first flying sword lost control and fell from the sky.
Stuck into the ground, the sword body shook slightly.
Then the second handle, and the third handle.
In an instant, thousands of flying swords fell from the sky like a torrential rain and landed on the ground.
Densely packed, within a square inch, an extremely dense sword mound was formed.
Without even touching the corner of Mr. Bai's clothes, Situ Yao's killer move, which he had raised for most of his life, was cracked.
At this moment, Tianjianzong fell into deathly silence.
The wooden sword in Mr. Bai's hand blew again.
After that, all the disciples, including Li Fan, saw a scene that they would never forget.
All the flying swords inserted on the ground are now facing the direction of Mr. Bai, actively bending the blades.
It's like saluting respectfully towards their emperor.
Mr. Bai stood with a sword in his hand, his expression calm.
"You are..." At this moment, it seemed that he finally remembered something.
Situ Yao's pupils shrank sharply, and he lost his voice.
Mr. Bai smiled slightly, and lightly swung the wooden sword again.
So thousands of flying swords returned to the owner's body.
"I came here today to ask for something." Mr. Bai, who resolved the conflict, threw the wooden sword aside, and said to Situ Yao with a smile.
"Please tell me." Situ Yao's tone was full of respect.
Mr. Bai looked around, but didn't speak.
Situ Yao slapped his forehead suddenly: "You follow me."
As he spoke, he led Mr. Bai to the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Only the monks who are still in shock and have not recovered from the ground are left.
"Is this the strength of the real strong in the ancient world of cultivating immortals?" Li Fan was also shocked by the power of Situ Yao's sword just now.
He had a vague feeling that with the strength of most of the monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect, if that huge sword was successfully slashed, it would be enough to tear a hole in the Xuanhuang Realm.
On the contrary, it was about Mr. Bai's casual use of the sword.
Not many surprises.
(End of this chapter)