"Damn it, you've drawn all the swords around you. ”

"He's killing himself!"

"No, he's going to drag us to death together. ”

Zhou Xuanshui's face was gloomy.

Ma Qianjun is not a stupid person, and he quickly understood: Liang Qiufeng was unwilling to quit and let them benefit. So in the process of escaping, he deliberately alarmed the nearby sword brakes, formed an encirclement, and wrapped the three of them into dumplings together.

This is to be all the same.

Ma Qianjun hated it so much.

Physically sized, there were at least twenty or thirty swords, constantly hissing and screaming, and surrounded from all sides - it can be seen that Liang Qiufeng's escape route was by no means a straight line, but a roundabout tactic.

"Senior Brother Xuanshui, what should we do?"

Zhou Xuanshui's face was hideous: "Back to back, fight, I don't believe it, the surname Liang can last longer than us." ”

At the moment, there are all swords around, and it is unrealistic to want to break through. Calculate the process, there is not much time left, it is better to fight again, and how many swords can be killed.

"Okay, kill!"

Ma Qianjun doesn't talk nonsense.

Not far from the other side, Liang Qiufeng was also encircled and blocked by seven or eight swords.

Hiss!

The unconscious hissing of the swordsmen was unusual.

Airplanes!

Liang Qiufeng suddenly felt as if his head had been pricked by a needle, and his heart hurt.

Accompanied by this unspeakable pain, there was a wave of dizziness.

It's not good, the sword slash can also perform psychic attacks.

He was taken aback.

The sword is formed by the condensation of evil qi, which is invisible and cold in nature. After taking shape, he was born with the ability to attack mentally.

The sword demon of the original first layer of the sword cave has the weakest ability, and the single body is not enough to cause mental damage. However, now dozens of them have gathered together, adding up to a lot, doubling the damage, and immediately making a difference.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Ma Qianjun couldn't help but hug his head and scream.

Spiritual attack, formless and insubstantial, unpredictable. From the inside out, it is most likely to break people's mental will, and if you are not careful, it will also leave incurable damage, resulting in nightmares in the future.

"Senior Brother Xuanshui, I can't stand it anymore, I'm leaving. ”

Ma Qianjun shouted, took out the teleportation charm, and crushed it to excite. Leaving a phantom in place, the person has come out of the sword cave.

"Damn!"

Zhou Xuanshui stomped his foot fiercely, but he was helpless. Ma Qianjun is younger than him, and his background is much better, so he naturally cherishes life more.

If it was another time, Zhou Xuanshui would have to retreat.

But now it is the election of the inner disciples, and the most important thing is that on the other side, Jian Guang Huo Huo, Liang Qiufeng is still insisting.

"No, I can't quit earlier than the one surnamed Liang. Otherwise, the young master will definitely not spare me. ”

He was born in the Zhou family, was cultivated by the Zhou family since childhood, and was controlled by the Zhou family at the same time. Before the assessment, Zhou Bo gave a death order to stop Liang Qiu Fengtong from running for election at any cost. Then, Zhou Xuanshui must be executed. If something goes wrong, not only will he be punished, but his family will not have good fruit to eat.

"Okay, Liang Qiufeng, you forced me. ”

Zhou Xuanshui's eyes flashed fiercely, and he reached out and took out a turquoise elixir the size of a dragon's eye, hesitated slightly, and finally put it in his mouth.

After a while, the elixir melted, the medicinal power exploded, and the momentum on his body changed and rose in a straight line. In an instant, he broke through the bottleneck of the sixth stage of the strength path and reached the seventh stage of the strength path cultivation.

- Breaking Yuan Dan, what he took was the Three Tricks Breaking Yuan Pill given by Zhou Bo. This medicine is different from the ordinary, it stands after it is broken, and after eating it, it can immediately improve the first-order cultivation, which is extremely powerful. However, its medicinal power is fierce and domineering, at the cost of burning one's potential. After eating, the cultivation will stagnate forever, and no progress can be made. Moreover, in the future, people will age very quickly, and after fifty, the rivers will go down, and their cultivation will regress. After a few more years, he will be old and short-lived.

But now that the situation is in the situation, Zhou Xuanshui can't care so much. I would rather give up my future to fulfill the young master's order, and use this to win a good future for my children.

Cultivating for a breakthrough, the momentum soared, Zhou Xuanshui swung out a sword, and directly killed a sword: "Liang Qiufeng, you are dead!"

……

On the other side, not far away, Liang Qiufeng struggled to support, deaf to things outside of the battle. In his eyes, there is only swordsmanship, only swordsmanship.

Buzz!

Spiritual attacks are tidal and never stop;

Whew!

The swordsmen swung their long arms, their claws fluttered, and they grabbed in a storm.

Tired!

An unquenchable feeling of tiredness came to my heart, like a person falling into water, struggling desperately, just trying to grasp a life-saving straw.

The sword moves were panicked and out of order, and the sword moves were even slower by several beats, revealing flaws.

Syllable!

He was punched in the back by a sword fist, and his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

The limit, the limit......

Well, give up. Even if you can't compete with others in the end, you have done your best and have no regrets......

It's just that why do I feel unwilling?

Even if I try my best, I won't be happy if the end result is not satisfactory.

In this world, heroes are judged by success or failure, and strength is determined by strength. Do your best, and never become a self-consolation for failure.

for your enemies will not care if you do not do your best?

The old deacon who died, the untimely death in need of protection, the expectant Elder Xiao, and the indelible scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

One by one, I flashed in my mind.

While!

The sound of the bell suddenly reappears, as if it has always been in my mind, rather than from the oscillation of external objects.

Stimulated by this, the purple yang gong in the body operated wildly, and finally reached a limit.

Bang!

With an inaudible sound, Huo Ran broke through the critical point and entered a new realm: the fifth stage of strength.

The dantian is like a shot in the arm, full of vitality, and the cheerful true qi circulates in the meridians, providing new strength.

Snort!

"Thirty-six Swords Chasing the Wind", the sword is fast and fast, killing a sword.

It feels good to make a breakthrough in cultivation and increase in combat power. What's more, at this time, he found that the impact of Jian Sha's spiritual attack on him had been minimized, and it was almost negligible.

Could it be that the magic bell is the effect of the magic bell?

"Okay, very good, I didn't expect you to be able to break through the limit and advance at this time!"

Zhou Xuanshui's voice was cold to the bone: "It seems that the young master's decision is extremely correct, if you continue to grow, it will become a big disaster." ”

"You?"

Liang Qiufeng faintly felt that the aura on the other party's body was a little strange, compared to before, it had changed greatly and was much stronger.

Zhou Xuanshui strode over, and the long sword pointed at him: "One qiē is over here, now, either get out of the sword cave or die!"

Liang Qiufeng's eyes shrank: "Senior Brother Zhou, you stop now, it's still too late to rein in the precipice." ”

"Give me death!"

Where can Zhou Xuanshui listen to it, the sword light is like electricity, and a move "Ancient Song Chaoyang" pierces Liang Qiufeng's throat.