Chapter 628: Qinglian Sword Song

Ruan Huaxu, Ruan Zhengye and others on the southern mountain peak all looked at the calm lake in disbelief, did Zhuo Bufan die like this?

Qingzhu clenched his fists, gritted his silver teeth and scolded: "Four to one, what kind of hero is it, he can only bully people." ”

Zhuo Shixian and Zhuo Luo of the northern mountain peak frowned together, and the Admiral of Jiumen and Wu Chongshan and others all showed solemn expressions, obviously Zhuo Bufan was obviously a little unable to support it in the face of three magic masters and a sword god from Japan.

Qin Shaoyou suddenly shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If he can be killed by us so easily, then there is no need for us to go out together." ”

"Bang. ”

Sure enough, a column of water suddenly exploded on the calm surface of the lake, rising into the sky, and a figure was hidden in the water column, it was Zhuo Bufan, but after receiving many attacks, Zhuo Bufan's clothes were in tatters, and his long hair was hanging on his face, which looked a little embarrassed.

"He's not dead yet?" Nankong Ting showed a look of surprise, the three of them made a move, and there was also a Japanese sword god, which actually only caused Zhuo Bufan to suffer some minor injuries.

If it is calculated in this way, if any one of them faces Zhuo Bufan alone, the final result will be death and no life.

Zhuo Bufan held the three-foot sword edge in his hand, his expression was proud, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Happy." ”

Chu Xin, Chu Lingding, Bai Rui and other women in the northern mountain peak saw him like this, with a bit of tragic fighting intent, their eyes were red, although Zhuo Bufan regarded them as ordinary friends, but these girls had already put him in the most important position in their hearts.

"Master Zhuo, why do you have to make trouble endlessly, now as long as you are willing to stop and hand over your secrets and inheritance to share with me, we can also shake hands and make peace now. Qin Shaoyou said without giving up.

Looking at Zhuo Bufan's appearance, even if he wants to kill him, I am afraid that everyone will be seriously injured, everyone has already stood at the point of surpassing mortals, and they are really unwilling to take this risk.

"No one has ever dared to negotiate terms with my Nine Xuan Immortal Venerable. Zhuo Bufan's eyes were cold, and the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand swept, and a sword with a brilliant sword of about five or six zhang crossed dozens of meters, and slashed in the air.

Shan Ye blocked the sword with a nameless sword, but the whole person was sent flying, sliding a hundred meters against the water, dragging out a long white wave.

The next Zhuo Bufan's figure disappeared in a flash, Nankong Ting suddenly felt that there was danger behind him, and the moment he turned his head, he saw that Zhuo Bufan was already standing behind him.

"Be careful......" the Hundred Mile Butcher exclaimed in alarm.

However, Zhuo Bufan had already pinched the law in his hand, and the palm of his hand was densely covered with thunder and lightning and slapped on Nankong Ting's body, and Nankong Court flew out in an instant, and the flesh and blood behind him were blurred by the thunder and lightning, and his body almost collapsed.

Magicians pay attention to the cultivation of spiritual spells, and their physical bodies are very weak, how can they withstand extraordinary close-up spells.

"There's one more. Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and danced countless sword lights in the air, "Today, I will let you see the real Sword Immortal Technique." ”

"Hua Lotus Sword Technique - Qinglian Sword Song. ”

Suddenly, the entire Li River on the world was almost discolored, and the sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand danced with countless sword lights, wandering all over the river, turning into countless silver snakes dancing, this is Zhuo Bufan's self-created swordsmanship when he just stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, when he was disheartened with life and realized the peerless swordsmanship.

It's just that his current strength is almost one billionth of the strength of this set of swordsmanship, but this is already an immortal technique, and Qi is comparable to the ordinary martial arts?

The arrival of the hundred-mile butcher cultivating the Oriental Sword Immortal, and the mountain and the wild sword cultivating the Japanese country to kill the sword, the two of them have only a handful of attainments in swordsmanship, but when they saw Zhuo Bufan dancing the sword light, their faces immediately lost color, just like the sword fairy went down to demonstrate swordsmanship.

"The road is like a sunny day, and I can't get it alone. ”

Zhuo Bufan shouted softly, the sword roared even more sadly, the road in the world is so wide, but there is no way out for me, this is Zhuo Bufan's understanding of the original muddy life, created a style, full of resentment, the world is discolored.

"It's not good, everyone hurry up and prepare to resist. Qin Shaoyou's face was as white as snow, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the peach wood sword in his hand, and shouted: "There is a god three feet up, please protect me." ”

"Kill. ”

Zhuo Bufan shouted, and suddenly hundreds of swords around him blurted out, raging and shooting, each sword slashed on the river, it seemed to cut the river in half, the angry waves rolled wildly, and an old tree with two people hugging each other was grazed by the sword, and it was broken in an instant.

The entire Li River seems to have been blown up, the sword is raging, and the water marks are drawn in the clear water, and what is even more amazing is that after each sword is turned over, the sword qi is condensed but not dispersed, and the water has no way to close in an instant.

When Shan Ye came out of the customs with a knife, the knife slashing the waterfall was just this effect, but he was just a knife, Zhuo Bufan's sword was hundreds, not only much stronger than him.

The raging sword rays flew out from him as the center, and the South Sky Court was the closest to him, and before he even pinched out the talisman spell, the whole person's body was directly swept into several pieces by the sword, and the blood stained a pool of river water.

Although the Baili Butcher and the Shan Ye Knife resisted with a sword, there were still several deep wounds on their bodies, and even the nameless sword of the Shan Ye One Knife actually showed signs of cracking, and the sword in the hand of the Hundred Miles Butcher was broken on the spot, which made his heart ache.

Qin Shaoyou held a one-foot peachwood sword, and a faint red light emanated from the sword enveloped him, and the sword slashed at it, like a mud cow entering the sea, but the powerful attack power still shocked Qin Shaoyou's face flushed, the qi and blood in his body surged, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Second brother. Qin Shaoyou saw with his own eyes that Nankong Ting's body was shattered, leaving only a blurry light and shadow standing on the surface of the river, and he couldn't help but show anger in his eyes.

That blurred light and shadow is just the soul of the South Sky Court, the magician specializes in cultivating the spirit, after the physical body is destroyed, the soul can still be condensed and not dispersed, and it can be turned into a ghost cultivator, but this is different from the Yuan Infant taking away, the Yuan Infant can take away other people's bodies and continue to exist in the heaven and earth, and this simple spirit body will lose the qualification to win the Great Dao in the future.

"Everyone, if you don't show your housekeeping skills today, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill him, so don't leave him behind. Qin Shaoyou spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Shan Ye held the knife in his hand, and suddenly his whole body burned with a faint red energy, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly rose, and it seemed that his strength had more than doubled, and the powerful qi blew the river under his body and rolled up, and the water surface was concave by a foot.

"Burning blood secret technique, burning life, and obtaining a short-term strength boost. Zhuo Bufan frowned and muttered to himself.

"Please Lu Jianxian to go down to the earth. The butcher bit the tip of his tongue and dipped his fingers with essence blood to draw a spell on the short sword in his hand, and suddenly the short sword flashed with a white glow, and thunder and lightning crackled around the sword body.

"Divine Strike?" Zhuo Bufan glanced at him, there is also a Dao inheritance on the earth, but it is too backward, and the gap between the other cultivation planets is like the United States and North Africa.