Chapter 275: The Art of Spells

"And I'm in the Valley of Escape!"

......

Many sects stepped out, and no one went to the fight when they fought, and now when the results are divided, everyone will go there.

"Is that what I'm going to do?"

The dust fell, and a figure stepped out of the ruins.

"This kid isn't even dead?"

"That's an exaggeration!"

"He can actually carry the power of the Admiralty?"

Everyone was shocked, their faces were solemn, even the Jin Zhong of the Xiao family couldn't deal with this kid, just ask, who else in the world can compete with it?

Xiao Lao's face sank, and he looked at the figure that came out of the gray.

Guo Yi's eyes were like burning, his body was spotless, his steps were frivolous, and he had already reached everyone's side in a few steps.

"Good boy!" Xiao Lao squinted his eyes, and his face sank: "It seems that he can block the power of my golden bell, and it seems that he has a bit of strength." I underestimated you before. ”

"Everyone, what are you hesitating about!" Elder Xuanzong scolded, "Kill him, you must not let him get out alive!"

"Kill!" several people jumped to their feet.

These people were already eager to take the pill and the pill.

Guo Yi glanced at everyone and smiled indifferently: "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs;

The bone sword was raised.

Stepping into the air, his body suddenly pulled out, and suddenly, Guo Yi's body was like a god descending. The white clothes, a bone sword that shimmered with cold light, shimmered with bursts of light. Bursts of light shook from the bone sword, and this light was like the dazzling starlight.

Bang!

The bone sword fell.

In an instant, it seemed that it was just a weak woman performing the sword dance technique. But he didn't want to, a huge sword qi burst out from the bone sword, spreading towards the other party from where Guo Yi was standing.

Between lightning and thunder.

Elder Xuanzong, who rushed towards him, was engulfed by the sword qi on the spot, and the sword qi was like a thousand knives, tearing Elder Xuanzong into powder in an instant, and spilling it in the air. That sword qi was like an earth dragon that devoured all living beings and all life.

"No!" The disciples of the Bagua Hall lacked strength, and they were pulled in from afar, and a life turned into a cloud of dust in an instant.

Bang......

The ground cracked and dust kicked up.

Everyone was shocked.

"Xiao Lao is dead?!"

"Oh my God, the dignified Great Elder of the Xiao Family was actually chopped into pulp with a sword!"

Shocked, who can not be shocked?

The Great Elder of the Xiao Family is a master of martial arts masters, and he holds the Golden Bell, the treasure of the Xiao family's town gate, but he doesn't want to be killed by someone with a sword, and he doesn't even have a bit of bone residue left. It's scary.

It's just that!

The matter has come to this point, and it is difficult to ride a tiger. If you don't kill this kid today, I'm afraid that if it spreads out in the future, it will make thousands of sects lose face and completely lose their dignity, so that they will no longer be able to raise their heads in front of other sects.

"Kill!" Elder Xuanzong roared angrily.

Guo Yi held the bone sword in his hand and took a step forward.

This step seems like a small step, but the figure flickered. Like a shadow of light from east to west, just for a moment.

Puff......

Elder Xuanzong, the realm of martial arts masters, with secret methods, holding the bronze bell of Xuanzong's magic weapon, died on the thirteenth day of the first month of the year of Yinchou, on the isolated island of Linghu in Lujia Manor. was cut in half with a sword, and his internal organs were spilled on the ground, and he died on the spot.

Wow......

The scene was shocked.

Elder Xuanzong is a highly respected person in the martial arts, and his strength is beyond doubt, he is the third greatest master in Xuanzong, but he doesn't want to be killed by someone with a sword today, and his internal organs are spilled all over the ground. Everyone at the scene couldn't help but marvel.

The disciples of the Medicine God Hall turned pale, Elder Xuanzong, the second generation protector of Shaolin, and the elder of the Xiao family...... Which one is not a martial arts master? Which one is not the existence of the pinnacle of human martial arts? But I don't want to be vulnerable in front of that kid. Appalling.

Blade Valley Protector Liu's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth: "If you don't leave now, when will you stay?"

How did Protector Liu not know the strength of Elder Xuanzong, and how could he not know Elder Xiao's ability?

With their strength, they can't deal with Guo Yi, just by themselves, a beginner martial arts master, how can they be Guo Yi's opponents? If they don't leave at this time, when Guo Yi's kid frees his hand, he will never have a chance to run again!

Sou......

Liu Protector kicked his legs and quickly escaped.

"Don't you think it's too late to leave now?" Guo Yi smiled disdainfully.

The left hand is sealed, the index finger and ring finger are raised, and a strange spell is formed.

Thump......

Ten meters away, Liu Protector fell from mid-air on the spot, his facial features bleeding and his whole body convulsed. Liu Protector struggled to stand up, covering his heart with both hands. Blood kept spitting out of his mouth.

"Spells?!"

The people of the Kunlun Sect could see it at a glance.

The spell has been passed down for thousands of years, and now the so-called Maoshan faction, the Wu clan...... It's all inherited from spells. Just like the countless Daomen now, they are all inherited from the ancient Taoist Puritanism. This spell is more terrifying than the Dao Gate spell, and it is even more unguardable.

Wow!

The scene was in an uproar.

Spells!

The long-lost mental technique was painstakingly researched by the two emperors of Chiyou Yan and Huang five thousand years ago and used to deal with the Chiyou Emperor. In the war against Chi You back then, it was by relying on the art of spells that the two emperors of Yan and Huang turned defeat into victory after being weak for a long time. It is also the foundation of the victory of the two emperors of Yan and Huang.

It's just that it has been passed down for many years and has been lost. Because not everyone can learn mantras. Normally, it is people who learn spells, but the art of spells can only depend on fate. Whether you can learn it or not depends on whether you have a relationship with the art of spells.

He ...... You can even spell spells?!"

"Oh my God!"

"Could it be...... Is he really a once-in-a-millennium talent?"

The onlookers were all shocked and shocked.

The person who led the Kunlun Sect to the Lu family to participate in the martial arts conference this time was a core elder of the Kunlun Sect. He had studied the art of spells, and he had seen the Protector of Blade Valley die violently in front of him.

"One trick to dig out the heart!"

"The heart has been completely shattered, and there is no possibility of resuscitation!"

Elder Chen squinted his eyes and stared at Guo Yi with an incredible look.

Everyone on the stage was killed.

Blade Valley, the Hall of Bagua......

Powerful as Xuanzong, Xiaoyao Valley, Xiao Family, Medicine God Temple......

These masters are all in different places and die in the ring.

Terrifying!

It's so powerful!

"Is there anyone else going to go on stage to die?" Guo Yi said coldly.

Cold and arrogant.

Arrogant!

Guo Yi was holding a bone sword, dressed in white, but it was spotless after a bloody battle. As if an immortal had descended, he looked at the thousands of people on the scene with a pair of eyes that despised all beings in the world.

Scene!

The crows were silent, and no one dared to squeak, let alone answer.

(End of chapter)