Chapter 797: Fighting Sword Immortal
Scold!
The battle knife was like a spiritual snake, quickly drilling between Jiang Jiuliu and Liu Qingyi's fighting methods, and then separated the two.
The beautiful eyes of Liuqingyi flowed, and Chu He, who suddenly came in horizontally, was moved with a touch of emotion in her heart, but the next moment she couldn't help but be a little secretly worried about Chu He.
Click!
Chu He's sword was forged from fine iron, but under Jiang Jiuliu's sword light, it was as fragile as paper and was cut off by that sword.
The battle knife broke, Chu He was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that light to be so powerful, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, but at this time, he was already riding a tiger, and if he wanted to retreat, it was no longer possible.
"I underestimated the power of the Qi Refiner!"
Chu He thought in his heart, threw away the war knife, stood proudly between the two, and looked at Jiang Jiuliu, who had a gloomy face in front of him.
"Where did the worm come from, he dared to fight with Haoyue, he was really looking for death!"
Regarding Chu He's intrusion, Jiang Jiuliu's eyes flashed with coldness, and the light of the fairy sword in his hand bloomed, and he was about to use the sword immortal method to kill Chu He.
"Brother Chu, your mortal soldiers can't compare to immortal soldiers, and use my sword to fight against you!"
At the moment of life and death, a voice sounded at the right time.
"Thank you!"
Chu He listened to the sound and moved, turned his head, and it was Qiu Changge who spoke, with a touch of emotion in his eyes, his footwork changed one after another, and he grabbed Qiu Changge's sword and narrowly avoided Jiang Jiuliu's attack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
However, at this time, more than a dozen sword lights from Jiang Jiuliu flew out, and Chu He subconsciously attacked with a sword.
The sword light hit the sword, blocked by the light on the sword, but the powerful vibration kept Chu He back, and between breaths, he was already standing on the same level as Liu Qingyi.
"Tsing Yi, thank you for your help, you better step down! You're no match for him! ”
Saying that, Liu Qingyi was about to miss the Chu River and catch up with the Jiang Jiuliu in front of him.
Chu He smiled, knowing that the sword in his hand could block Jiang Jiuliu's attack, his body moved, and he took a step forward towards Jiang Jiuliu in front of him.
"Girl, and how do I take care of his head!"
At the same time, the voice of the Chu River sounded, and the Liuqingyi who listened to it couldn't help but be shocked, and the monks who listened to it couldn't help but shake their heads.
Only Qiu Changge, who gave the sword to Chu He, had a novel light flashing in his eyes, and he couldn't stop nodding and said, "This son is very human, and he can speak for my sect......"
"Look for death!"
Jiang Jiuliu's eyes flashed with a killing intent, just like an insect that angered an elephant, in his eyes, Chu He was already certain to die.
"Edgeworthiness!"
At the same time, when Chu He had just taken a step, the sword in Jiang Jiuliu's hand suddenly jumped, flew directly into the air, and turned into a streamer, attacking towards Chu He at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
"Be careful!"
An exclamation sounded, and then only a crisp sound of weapons colliding was heard, and everyone saw Chu He stop, and the fairy sword took off to confront each other.
"That's it!"
Fang Cai Chu He sensed the crisis, and under the condition of his body's instinct, he took out his sword to intercept it, and he really stopped Jiang Jiuliu's flying sword, which made his confidence stronger and stronger.
Chu He is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, he didn't know what the sword immortal's methods were, and this battle was completely based on the anger and blood in his heart.
If it were anyone present, I am afraid that he would not dare to do this.
After all, the way of the sword immortal, when you are an immortal, you can use the art of the sword to kill the enemy, which can be described as thousands of miles away, taking the head of the enemy, and taking charge of the way of killing, which is the most powerful attack in the world.
Although the qi refiners of other sects also have not weak techniques, they can't compare to the speed of flying swords.
The people around couldn't help but let out an exclamation when they saw that Chu He had actually blocked Jiang Jiuliu's flying sword.
The sword immortal is known as invincible in the same realm, especially Jiang Jiuliu is among the people in the human fairy realm, he has a lot of prestige, and he is also known as a sword sound master.
"How many times can you block it!"
Although Jiang Jiuliu was shocked in his heart, he also attributed Chu He's victory to the sharp weapon in Chu He's hands, but he didn't have a good impression of Chu River in his heart.
As he spoke, the flying sword in the air broke through the air again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chu He didn't panic in the slightest, but at the same time as the flying sword moved, his body moved, and he walked towards Jiang Jiuliu again.
He took a total of five steps this time, Jiang Jiuliu's sword flew out a total of seven sword lights, and the flying sword body attacked six times.
Except for two sword lights that cut Chu He's clothes, the other attacks were blocked by Chu He's fast hand.
At this moment, the Chu River was still five steps away from the Jiang Jiuliu in front of him.
"Come again!"
The more Chu He fought, the stronger his confidence became, and from the beginning to the present, his aura changed again.
Behind him, Tsing Yi looked at Chu He suspiciously, just before Chu He and Jiang Jiuliu attacked, Chu He was obviously lacking in confidence, but now Chu He's breath gave her a thick and powerful feeling, and she felt confident.
"Humph! You can't do it anymore! Boy, for the sake of a woman, you dare to go against me, I won't let you die, I'll make your ...... good"
The cold voice sounded again, as if in response to Chu He's defense, the flying sword returned to Jiang Jiuliu's hand, his eyes were full of cold light, and one after another spiritual energy was constantly surging towards his body.
"Sword!"
Then, a cold snort sounded, as if the general of thousands of spiritual qi would issue an order, and the aura around Jiang Jiuliu's body suddenly moved, and an inexplicable change occurred, and then a sword light flashing with a shining light appeared in front of Jiang Jiuliu's body.
The sword light condensed, like a real sword, and the Chu River was dazzled.
"Be careful, this is the illusion sword splitting technique of the Shushan Sword Immortal Gate, which can transform the six-handled sword light into jianzhen to kill the enemy!"
At the same time, the voice of Qiu Changge sounded, Chu He, who was listening, frowned, and Jiang Jiuliu, who was listening, couldn't help but turn his head.
Jiang Jiu glanced at Qiu Changge, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Qiu Changge, if you can't do it yourself, you have to find a waste, and I will let you know where the gap between you and me is!" ”
While speaking, Chu He moved, and the sword light in front of Jiang Jiuliu's body suddenly flickered, and it was actually divided into nine, turning into nine brilliant sword lights, and when Chu He was still three steps away from Jiang Jiuliu, he suddenly attacked.
Sou!
Just as he was waiting for the surroundings to sigh faintly, Chu He disappeared in front of Jiang Jiuliu's eyes like the wind, and the next moment a long sword came out of his body.
Quiet!
There was silence all around, and there were dozens of qi refiners, but none of them knew how He had dodged Jianzhen at such a close distance and fought back in front of Jiang Jiuliu.
A complex light flashed in Qiu Changge's eyes, some were shocked, some were entangled, and some were incredible.
Liuqingyi is even more beautiful, and the open little mouth can't be closed for a long time.
"How is that possible?"
The heart is broken, even the earth immortal can't save it, Jiang Jiuliu refining qi is not connected, under the power of this sword, the vitality is shattered, leaving only one breath behind.