Chapter 389: The sword light leans against the sword shadow

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"Bell, bell, bell", the resonance of weapons resounded throughout the courtyard, and three intertwined figures jumped in this courtyard. www.biquge.info The red sword in the hand of the man in red was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, blocking the swords that came from the frenzy, the man in red was calm and calm, and the two young names who besieged him were staring intently, and his body had begun to show a bit of disordered aura.

With such a huge disparity in strength, it was not easy for Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun to compete with Yelu Wuji for several rounds. Not to mention the powerful momentum of the other party, it was the energy that burst out of the opponent's hand that penetrated from the red sword, directly shaking their tiger with a blade into a burst of numbness, and they almost wanted to take the weapon in their hand out of their hands and fly. However, they have a firm belief in their hearts, and they have tenacious tenacity and fortitude that are stronger than Xiaoqiang.

Ling Tianyun watched as the blood-like red light struck at his chest at a strange angle, and his body couldn't help but tremble, it was like an edict from the king of Hades, which made him feel the breath of death. The Mahayana True Qi in his body was running wildly, and the strength of the man in red was too strong, no matter how he used his True Qi, the sword kept locking on himself like a maggot attached to the bone. He was short, but the red light snapped at his throat like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

And just when Ling Tianyun's heart was shattered, a dark iron sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyes like a god, that sword was faster than a shock, and with a single blow, it blocked the demon-red thin sword that locked on him. There was another burst of lightning sparks, Ling Tianyun saw several electric sparks flash in front of him, and his body only then recovered, and the treasure knife in his hand suddenly slashed.

The same was true for Ye Yinfeng, whenever he encountered danger, the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand would rise up and send out a fierce momentum towards Na Yelu Wuji. The two of them have a tacit understanding of this cooperation, as if they have a heart, as long as one party is in trouble, the other party is unpredictable, which also makes the hearts of these two people surge with a sense of pride. The true qi in the bodies of the two intersects with each other, and there will be a subtle resonance, thus making the true qi in their bodies like a continuous river, inexhaustible. This is really the first time they have encountered this phenomenon, but they don't have time to think about it so much.

Yelu Wuji didn't expect these two teenagers to be so difficult, he thought that he could easily defeat them with just a few moves. He did it, and defeated the two of them with only one move, but it was not as simple as a competition, it was still a life-and-death struggle, he didn't expect that he didn't knock these two people down, on the other hand, these two teenagers, I don't know what's going on, but the more they fight, the more courageous they become, so that he began to slowly pay attention to them in his heart.

And while he fought back against the attack of the two of them, he used his spare eyes to pay attention to the movements of Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin. As soon as they showed signs of escaping, he immediately abandoned the two teenagers and directly pursued Chai Rong. Such a good opportunity can hit Da Zhou once, how could he let it go. When he saw that Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin had no intention of leaving, he secretly relieved his heart, but he still had secret respect for the newly succeeded emperor in his heart, if it was someone else, he would have taken this opportunity to start running away.

"Big brother, you see how this is good, we can't watch the third brother fall into danger, but the eldest brother's dragon body is important, should we withdraw or not?" Zhao Kuangyin looked at the three intertwined figures and said anxiously to Chai Rong. Originally, he rushed out to contain Nayelu Wuji, and then let Chai Rong and the others escape first. Now it was Ling Tianyun and the blue-clothed young man who joined forces to fight against Yelu Wuji, but they were temporarily safe at this time.

"Watching the changes, the second brother can know who the blue-shirted young man is, and it is rare to be so bold. I can't get caught up in the danger of my third brother and the boy for my own personal safety, we can only wait and see what happens. Second brother, I have time to help my eldest brother check the blue-shirted young man, if he can be used by my Da Zhou, it will be my Da Zhou's luck. ”

Chai Rong's face was very calm, his slender eyes shone with a bit of incomparably firmness, and the steady imperial aura on his body became more and more intense. He stood calmly and calmly, he had a feeling that the two teenagers would perform a miracle for him, and he had put all his life on the two teenagers, a dangerous move that even he felt extremely strange.

"Big brother, don't check, this young man's name is Ye Yinfeng, he is from a small county town in Huainan in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he is a descendant of a wealthy family. Half a year ago, the Ye family was destroyed by a mysterious person, but fortunately, this young man was witty, so he escaped and ascended to heaven. And he was one of the members of the Southern Tang Mission, and this time he should have come to the imperial capital with the Southern Tang Mission. A wry smile flashed in Zhao Kuangyin's eyes and explained to the other party. He knew that his nominal brother's temperament must not be the kind of person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and he was very arrogant to his brother. But his identity at this time is different, as the current emperor of the Great Zhou, he bears the expectations of thousands of people of the Great Zhou, and he can't afford to miss the slightest mistake at this moment.

"Ye Yinfeng, a good name, people are like their names, elegant and handsome, and the capital of the sky. The wind and clouds converge, but they don't know how much energy they can generate. This young man's exercises should be in the Daomen, could it be that this young man is a person in the Daomen? "Chai Rong, as the emperor of the Great Zhou, after all, has extraordinary knowledge, and he can see the root of Ye Yinfeng's exercises at a glance.

"The closed disciple of the predecessor of the Daomen Wuwuzi, and the apprentice of the predecessor of Yu Chenzi. This young man is also very famous in Huainan in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and it is said that he is a famous young talent in Huainan. It's just that the family suffered misfortune, and then it ended up in the rivers and lakes. If nothing else, even if this son does not practice martial arts, he will shine in the Southern Tang Dynasty in the future, and it is not impossible to become a pillar of the country. ”

While Zhao Kuangyin was talking to Chai Rong, Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng had already exchanged more than ten rounds with Nayelu Wuji. From the outside, no one took advantage of anything, but Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng knew that Yelu Wuji had not shown all his strength, and the energy that was radiating from the opponent's delicate thin sword had already caused a sign of chaos in his body. There was already a churning blood in their chests, which could erupt at any moment.

"Drink", a thunderous shout, Ling Tianyun secretly ran the exercises in the Heart Sutra, and his eyes began to glow with a red glow. Ling Tianyun only felt that a roaring True Qi in his body was running wildly, rolling up from every acupuncture point and every meridian in his body. The blood-red and demonic thin sword was like a catalyst, filling his eyes with red dots.

"Boom", the Tai Halal Qi in Ye Yinfeng's body was like an explosion, making his meridians surging with a majestic True Yuan like a river and a sea, which was a kind of resonance caused by the impact of the aura emanating from the True Yuan on the two of them. This resonance began to ignite like an invisible line of fire, and the true qi in their bodies was the gunpowder waiting to explode. Strands of true yuan roared inside him like a river, and began to shoot out wantonly from all around him.

The momentum on the two of them suddenly rose, and this sudden change made Yelu Wuji's eyes stare at him, and the slender red sword in his hand swayed faster. He began to look at the two teenagers squarely, he didn't expect that the two teenagers who had been suppressed by him would suddenly have a rise in breath, and it seemed that there were signs of rising again, so the aura on his body also rose, and pressed towards the two teenagers.

It was another coercion that came from a wild pressure, and Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng seemed to be unconscious, and they attacked the red-clothed man with a sword and a sword. For a while, the sword light and sword shadows, the figures flashed, and the flowing energy shot towards the surroundings like arrows bursting out. There was a sharp whistling sound all around, and the dead trees in the courtyard and the mottled ground all left terrifying holes, and I don't know which weapon caused it.

Ye Yinfeng stepped on the Seven Stars Chasing the Moon footwork under his feet, and the faint dark light of the iron sword in his hand turned into a dense drizzle and struck the man in red. The elegant posture, the ghostly iron sword in his hand, although there is no brilliant brilliance, but he swayed the swordsmanship like the spring rain to the fullest, he is the god man who travels clouds and rain in the sky.

Ling Tianyun's footwork is steady, the knife in his hand is vigorous and powerful, and he has the courage to open and close with the courage of ten thousand people, and he has experienced the catastrophe of life and death, and he has a heroic spirit that is not afraid of life and death. The Xingze Treasure Knife in his hand glowed with a bit of luster like a dazzling light, and the majestic mountain-like body carried a natural god of war rage, and each knife rolled up a momentum like a shattering earth and slashed towards Nayelu Wuji.

One knife cuts the water and the water flows more, one sword cuts the rain into silk, one knife and one rigid, one sword and one soft, these two completely different moves are perfectly coordinated. Two teenagers who have never met before, facing an enemy who is stronger than themselves and only looks up, they have reached the point where they can contend with it. What courage and courage does this take, these two nobody-like teenagers have done it, although they met for the first time, they were like knowing each other for a thousand years, and they knew each other's intentions with a single action and a look.

The blood in Ling Tianyun's eyes became denser and denser, "Bang, bang, bang", the True Yuan in his body made a slight sound, it was the True Yuan in his body that burst out from his dantian like a blast, but the powerful Mahayana True Qi surged away like a spurt.

And the aura around him rose and rose, "boom", Ling Tianyun's Xuan Yi was shattered by the true qi surging out of his body, revealing his strong and sturdy chest. And the Xingze Treasure Knife in his hand was even more luster, and a breath like a roar shot out from the treasure knife.

"Hmm", Yelu Wuji's pupils shrank slightly, he didn't expect Ling Tianyun's aura to be so powerful, and from the other party's body, he felt a huge amount of energy gathering in the other party's body.

At the moment when Yelu Wuji lost his mind, Ye Yinfeng's figure flickered, and there was an incomparably determined look in his eyes. But seeing that he secretly gritted his teeth, the ghostly iron sword in his hand suddenly flashed, and his figure turned rapidly, and the iron sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.

"Not good", Yelu Wuji's heart was shocked, and an incomparably dangerous aura came from behind him, but he saw that his figure scurried away from Ling Tianyun's powerful and fierce slash. As soon as he turned around, he saw a little black light in front of him shoot towards his chest like a lightning meteor. Yelu Wuji couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, but the fatal crisis was even more intense, and the red light in his hand flashed, and the slender demonic red sword rolled up and surged towards the black dot.

"Hmm", a surprised voice came out of Yelu Wuji's mouth, because the red sword in his hand did not hit any object, and there was a sharp slashing sound behind him. And that fatal crisis still stayed in his chest, and a sharp sword light suddenly appeared above his head behind him.

However, it was Ling Tianyun who raised his sword and jumped violently, and the raised sword slashed down fiercely in the air, and the hissing sound of breaking the air sounded in this courtyard.

And at this moment, a ghostly light swept through the air like lightning, heading towards Yelu Wuji's chest, and an elegant figure carried the ghostly light like a flying immortal in the void. That sword was like a stroke of genius, and that sword rolled up the endless darkness everywhere, and a little ghost gathered a huge force, and the momentum like piercing the sky flashed.