Chapter 543
I saw seven hundred Lingbao flying swords flying behind them, not magic weapons flying swords, forming a big dipper seven star sword array, trapping Bai Yu shaomo in it.
Not only was he frightened, but even millions of people of all nationalities in the battlefield at the foot of the mountain were startled. "This little white face is so rich. He even has 700 Lingbao flying swords. Even if there are several Lingbao in Tianyang, even if he is rich, how can he fight this special one? "It's killing your opponent," someone said with shortness of breath.
You know, how many hundred million inferior spirit stones can be sold at will?
This guy in front of me, unexpectedly
"No, most of these Lingbao flying swords, like before, are not real, but only a few Lingbao flying swords. Even so, they are very rich," said a later monk with a fierce eye.
Even Bai Yu shaomo, who fought with him, was shocked, because even he had only three Lingbao long knives, but compared with the little white face in front of him, he was just a rag picker and met a local tyrant driving a luxury car.
But to tell the truth, compared with Li Er, he was really dumped for a few blocks. This guy is richer than the general master of Lingdan!
"The second move of the Big Dipper seven star sword array: cross over," seeing that Bai Yu's little devil was trapped, Li hurried to show his continuous moves.
I saw seven hundred Lingbao flying swords attacking them indiscriminately.
The three Lingbao heavy knives were also resisted by Bai Yuji. In the middle of the air, bang bang, all the sparks from the collision of flying swords and heavy knives were like fireworks in the sky in the daytime.
Originally, all the monks present thought that the little white faced and cruel man could only parry or be crushed without resistance. Who could have thought that this guy could not be described by common sense.
A great friar of half step bullying the real world even fought with a great power of half step Tianyang. He didn't lose dozens of moves, but took the initiative. It seems that they are half weight. Of course, it's just the current situation. If there are any means to press the bottom of the box, let's say something else.
Both of them are tough. One person is surrounded by hundreds of Lingbao flying swords and fights them in close combat. The other person is holding Lingbao heavy knife in both hands, constantly resisting attacks from all directions and fighting in full swing.
After half incense, both of them were sweating profusely. They retreated for tens of meters. Even their breathing was short, which made Bai Yu shaomo extremely depressed. Why has the little white face not responded for so long?
Li seemed to see what he thought in his heart, and he had to sigh that the combat power of this human demon was indeed extraordinary. Whether it was combat experience or aura, it was not comparable to that of ordinary monks.
And their own consumption is huge. If they can't think of a way, even if they swallow the pill, they may not be able to keep up with the output. It's better to take the plan and lure him to come and inflict heavy damage.
The next moment, Li Er stumbled, fell to the ground and wanted to get up, but it was hard. It was not easy to borrow the flying sword to support him, half knelt on the ground, kicked the rough air, and his face was pale and weak. The whole seemed to have reached the limit.
The opposite Baiyu little devil, although he was breathing heavily, flashed a happy look on his face and was overjoyed: "this little white face is cruel. He can't support it at last. You're far from the details of cultivation with Ben Shao, but even if it is like this, you'll hurt your own dignity."
Thinking of this, he rushed over with two Lingbao heavy knives in his hand. It was not far away, but he jumped up high and chopped down Li Er's head.
"Little white face, go to hell, Mount Tai is the top of the mountain," Baiyu little devil shouted. The heavy knife he had split at a gallop seemed not to be a blessing of law, but also a wrinkled understanding.
Li Er couldn't move, which made the four immortal demons Scream: "what? Bai Yu even touched the wrinkled understanding. Isn't it invincible under the great power in the later stage of Tianyang territory, pushing everything horizontally? No wonder you can jump into the realm and kill the early power. "
Because in the early and mid-term, tianyangjing great energy only mastered the wrinkle understanding of the entry, and only in the later stage can it be regarded as entering the house and mastering the field of Xiaocheng.
Someone frowned, and his whole body was suppressed by invisible force. He said in his heart, "why is this so different from the 18 deadly swords? In that case, no wonder you're going to plant a big somersault. You use this sword skill in the dark. The seven Lingbao flying swords are quietly hidden in the dark. "
After Mr. Li wielded the 18 deadly swords, he had removed the wrinkled understanding exerted by the little devil Bai Yu. On the contrary, he was still breathing and paralyzed to the ground again, and the two heavy swords were close at hand, only a few meters away from him.
Li Er could clearly see that Bai Yu Shao Mo's face showed an ecstatic smile. The meaning was obvious. He slowly said, "little white face, you know the gap between us. Ben Shao, I'll send you back. Ha ha ha, the sound of wild laughter can be heard all the time."
The next moment, his laughter suddenly stopped
"A puff of blood gushed out," when he was unprepared, a Lingbao flying sword passed through his left chest. If it weren't for the sixth sense of his body, he was acutely aware of the extreme danger and shifted a few inches to the right, Bai Yu shaomo would be killed.
It's like this. Lingbao's flying sword also passed through his body five inches above his left chest, leaving a transparent blood mouth the size of his fist. The heavy knife that used to hit with all his strength, was powerless and soft to cut off Li Er because of heavy damage, and was easily avoided by him.
At the same time, seven Lingbao flying swords appeared around Bai Yu shaomo's body. In the blink of an eye, several wounds of different sizes were left on him.
It can be said that these flying swords are silent. Even if God's consciousness always pays attention to the surroundings, he can't notice any abnormality.
But Bai Yu was scared into a cold sweat, and his back was wet with blood and sweat.
"How can you master Wuxin, your Wuxin killer? Are you...... "he didn't continue to say the words behind.
All the monks present were even more shocked this time. Is this little white face really the killer of the unintentional pavilion?
If so, among the millions of young people present, I'm afraid no one dares to provoke him.
It is known as "Baiyu little devil" and dare not provoke people in Wuxin Pavilion, because the floating clouds of this organization, even the Wuji holy palace, can be easily erased.
Not only was he frightened, but even millions of people of all nationalities in the battlefield at the foot of the mountain were startled. "This little white face is so rich. He even has 700 Lingbao flying swords. Even if there are several Lingbao in Tianyang, even if he is rich, how can he fight this special one? "It's killing your opponent," someone said with shortness of breath.
You know, how many hundred million inferior spirit stones can be sold at will?
This guy in front of me, unexpectedly
"No, most of these Lingbao flying swords, like before, are not real, but only a few Lingbao flying swords. Even so, they are very rich," said a later monk with a fierce eye.
Even Bai Yu shaomo, who fought with him, was shocked, because even he had only three Lingbao long knives, but compared with the little white face in front of him, he was just a rag picker and met a local tyrant driving a luxury car.
But to tell the truth, compared with Li Er, he was really dumped for a few blocks. This guy is richer than the general master of Lingdan!
"The second move of the Big Dipper seven star sword array: cross over," seeing that Bai Yu's little devil was trapped, Li hurried to show his continuous moves.
I saw seven hundred Lingbao flying swords attacking them indiscriminately.
The three Lingbao heavy knives were also resisted by Bai Yuji. In the middle of the air, bang bang, all the sparks from the collision of flying swords and heavy knives were like fireworks in the sky in the daytime.
Originally, all the monks present thought that the little white faced and cruel man could only parry or be crushed without resistance. Who could have thought that this guy could not be described by common sense.
A great friar of half step bullying the real world even fought with a great power of half step Tianyang. He didn't lose dozens of moves, but took the initiative. It seems that they are half weight. Of course, it's just the current situation. If there are any means to press the bottom of the box, let's say something else.
Both of them are tough. One person is surrounded by hundreds of Lingbao flying swords and fights them in close combat. The other person is holding Lingbao heavy knife in both hands, constantly resisting attacks from all directions and fighting in full swing.
After half incense, both of them were sweating profusely. They retreated for tens of meters. Even their breathing was short, which made Bai Yu shaomo extremely depressed. Why has the little white face not responded for so long?
Li seemed to see what he thought in his heart, and he had to sigh that the combat power of this human demon was indeed extraordinary. Whether it was combat experience or aura, it was not comparable to that of ordinary monks.
And their own consumption is huge. If they can't think of a way, even if they swallow the pill, they may not be able to keep up with the output. It's better to take the plan and lure him to come and inflict heavy damage.
The next moment, Li Er stumbled, fell to the ground and wanted to get up, but it was hard. It was not easy to borrow the flying sword to support him, half knelt on the ground, kicked the rough air, and his face was pale and weak. The whole seemed to have reached the limit.
The opposite Baiyu little devil, although he was breathing heavily, flashed a happy look on his face and was overjoyed: "this little white face is cruel. He can't support it at last. You're far from the details of cultivation with Ben Shao, but even if it is like this, you'll hurt your own dignity."
Thinking of this, he rushed over with two Lingbao heavy knives in his hand. It was not far away, but he jumped up high and chopped down Li Er's head.
"Little white face, go to hell, Mount Tai is the top of the mountain," Baiyu little devil shouted. The heavy knife he had split at a gallop seemed not to be a blessing of law, but also a wrinkled understanding.
Li Er couldn't move, which made the four immortal demons Scream: "what? Bai Yu even touched the wrinkled understanding. Isn't it invincible under the great power in the later stage of Tianyang territory, pushing everything horizontally? No wonder you can jump into the realm and kill the early power. "
Because in the early and mid-term, tianyangjing great energy only mastered the wrinkle understanding of the entry, and only in the later stage can it be regarded as entering the house and mastering the field of Xiaocheng.
Someone frowned, and his whole body was suppressed by invisible force. He said in his heart, "why is this so different from the 18 deadly swords? In that case, no wonder you're going to plant a big somersault. You use this sword skill in the dark. The seven Lingbao flying swords are quietly hidden in the dark. "
After Mr. Li wielded the 18 deadly swords, he had removed the wrinkled understanding exerted by the little devil Bai Yu. On the contrary, he was still breathing and paralyzed to the ground again, and the two heavy swords were close at hand, only a few meters away from him.
Li Er could clearly see that Bai Yu Shao Mo's face showed an ecstatic smile. The meaning was obvious. He slowly said, "little white face, you know the gap between us. Ben Shao, I'll send you back. Ha ha ha, the sound of wild laughter can be heard all the time."
The next moment, his laughter suddenly stopped
"A puff of blood gushed out," when he was unprepared, a Lingbao flying sword passed through his left chest. If it weren't for the sixth sense of his body, he was acutely aware of the extreme danger and shifted a few inches to the right, Bai Yu shaomo would be killed.
It's like this. Lingbao's flying sword also passed through his body five inches above his left chest, leaving a transparent blood mouth the size of his fist. The heavy knife that used to hit with all his strength, was powerless and soft to cut off Li Er because of heavy damage, and was easily avoided by him.
At the same time, seven Lingbao flying swords appeared around Bai Yu shaomo's body. In the blink of an eye, several wounds of different sizes were left on him.
It can be said that these flying swords are silent. Even if God's consciousness always pays attention to the surroundings, he can't notice any abnormality.
But Bai Yu was scared into a cold sweat, and his back was wet with blood and sweat.
"How can you master Wuxin, your Wuxin killer? Are you...... "he didn't continue to say the words behind.
All the monks present were even more shocked this time. Is this little white face really the killer of the unintentional pavilion?
If so, among the millions of young people present, I'm afraid no one dares to provoke him.
It is known as "Baiyu little devil" and dare not provoke people in Wuxin Pavilion, because the floating clouds of this organization, even the Wuji holy palace, can be easily erased.
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