Waterfront in the Wilderness is Immortal

Chapter 136

Biyuandongtian, in the Palace of Inheritance.

A stream of water suddenly appeared, floating and circling in mid-air, and a crimson sharp aura suddenly appeared, slashing down towards the stream, overflowing with murderous intent.

"Wow~~~~!"

Between the electric light and the flint, the sharp light flashed quickly, the water flow was penetrated, turned into countless fine water flows and fell to the ground, and the originally smooth and clear hall became a puddle of water in the blink of an eye.

Visible to the naked eye, the water stains scattered all over the ground gathered in an instant, condensing into a Taoist in Tsing Yi who was surrounded by water vapor. With a lift of his hand, a shining sword suddenly appeared in the Taoist's hand.

The Taoist leaned forward and stabbed forward suddenly, a sharp sword light shot out suddenly, piercing the figure in the red Taoist robe in front of him instantly.

"Oh!"

The sword light swept across, and the man in red was torn apart. Before the Taoist in Tsing Yi could react, the shattered body of the man in red flashed a dazzling crimson light, and the dead man in red instantly turned into five and waved again. Started to surround and kill the Taoist in Tsing Yi with the long knife in his hand.

Excalibur danced in the air, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi made the blue Excalibur, stepping forward, and the back came first, and five sharper sword lights instantly slashed down at the man in red.

"Clang~~~~!"

The swords and swords joined together, staggered and collided, and sparks splashed in all directions, blocking the men in red who were rushing from all sides. The Taoist in Tsing Yi made another attack, and the waves of attacks were unstoppable. With one swing of the sword, dozens of sword lights roared. .

With a single sword slash, hundreds of sword lights pierced through the air.

"Boom~~~~!"

The more and more intensive sword lights forced the man in red to retreat steadily, and finally, under another wave of sharp sword lights, the man in red was defeated and his body broke into pieces.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Taoist in Tsing Yi retreated violently and fell to the side of the hall, standing with his sword horizontally, the water around his body dissipated, revealing his true face, it was Qing Chen who was the last one to enter the space passage.

With his mind divided, Qingchen secretly observed the battle between Dongyou and the three who came in earlier, studied the mysterious changes of the man in red, looking for an opportunity to break through, while retreating the enemy with his sword, secretly calling luck in his heart, fortunately he had the foresight to plan ahead, and cast The source of water technique fully demonstrates the characteristics of water, the so-called drawing a knife to cut off the water and make the water flow, as long as the strength is not too different, you can instantly melt into water when you are attacked, and restore it to the original state in a short time.

"Fellow Daoist, this inheritance hall is divided into three floors. This is the red-clothed palace guard who guards the first floor. His strength ranges from Taiyi to Daluo. I think you have a little understanding of it when you fought with him just now. The more you kill, the more you don't die.

However, in everything there is a gain and a loss. Every time this kind of red-clothed palace guard is reborn, although the number increases, the strength decreases every time. Over time, this kind of palace guard can only be a dead end. "

Dongyou's reminder sounded in his ears, Qingchen nodded slightly to show that he understood, but the pair of eyes that glanced at Dongyou became deeper and deeper.

In the short fight just now, Qingchen also noticed that although the number of red-clothed palace guards besieging him has increased, their overall strength has still weakened.

Sure enough, this kind of resurrection is not unlimited, and it needs to cost some money every time. However, Qingchen feels relieved in his heart. After all, if there is really an existence that cannot be killed, then why should they bother to kill it? It's better to just wipe your neck or leave.

Looking around for a week, seeing that his invisible ally Yingshu was able to deal with it with ease, Qingchen heaved a sigh of relief inexplicably, and began to concentrate on dealing with the palace guard in front of him. , A large piece of sword light shot out, leaving traces on the body of the red-clothed palace guard.

"Boom~~~~!"

Once again, he beheaded several red-clothed palace guards with one sword, and forced back the other palace guards who were besieging him with one sword. Qingchen dodged, dodged several red lights coming from the back, and spun from mid-air, Flying in the air and chopping, the sharp-word sword tactic of the three water tactic was deployed, and the extremely sharp sword light easily passed through the eyebrows of the unprepared palace guards.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Facing the increasing number of red-clothed palace guards, Qingchen's face turned cold, a stern light appeared in his eyes, he shouted, and turned into a stream of light, avoiding the dense and rapid rain of knives again, the air exploded, and the sound of sonic boom endlessly.

"Zheng~~~~!"

The Qingmeng Excalibur groaned softly, the sword sounded bursts, the water source technique was running, Qingchen turned into a ball of water, one turned into two, two turned into four, and four turned into eight.
Qingchen Yun made the water body transformed by the water source technique face the hordes of palace guards, the green clothes and red clothes intertwined, the sword light collided with the sword light, roaring bursts, and the sound of metal and iron clashing caused the void to vibrate.

Wielding the Qingmeng Divine Sword, Qingchen shuttled back and forth among the palace guards. Dozens of water bodies joined forces with the deity, and the sword light in the hall was like a waterfall, continuous, and a sea of ​​intertwined sword lights gradually opened.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of falling to the ground sounded continuously, and one after another palace guards were buried under Qingchen's sword. As time passed, Qingchen became more and more like a fish in water, and every time the Qingmeng sword in his hand was swung, a piece of palace was harvested. Wei, the whole situation is gradually showing a one-sided posture.

With one sword strike, dozens of palace guards fell to the ground and died.

With a thrust of the sword, the bright sword light flew through the air, piercing through the chest of the palace guard, shining from front to back.

Dozens

a hundred
two hundred

hundreds

As if inspired and stimulated by Qingchen, the three of Dongyou stepped up their attacks on the palace guards one after another, and their methods and supernatural powers emerged one after another. The situation that originally had the upper hand turned into a one-sided crush in an instant.

Above Dongyou's head floated a ring of divine light, and the starlight fell down, protecting Dongyou's body and resisting the successive attacks from the red-clothed palace guards. One attack, accompanied by a large amount of starlight, the palace guards shattered and shattered one by one.

The sword light was magnificent and the golden light was dazzling. Shangxie on the other side raised a golden light divine sword and swept across the red-clothed palace guards all the way, killing all directions with killing intent.

The fire of the gods is raging, and the picture scrolls the world. Although Yingshu's strength has not returned to the same level as before, and he does not have the combat power of the heyday, his strength is quite good compared to the red-clothed palace guards. Make the ground fire pure green, a large area of ​​divine fire burns, sweeping down, majestic.

After a few people killed wantonly, the number of red-clothed palace guards around them dropped sharply, and the number of split rebirth sites became less and less. The few people moved forward slowly, ten miles, tens of miles, hundreds of miles. The distance was advancing little by little, and finally they were marching After traveling thousands of miles, the surrounding red-clothed palace guards were killed by several people.

Although they won a complete victory, Qingchen and the others did not dare to relax their vigilance. They sensed that groups of red-clothed palace guards were rushing towards here in the middle and far away, and they arrived in a short time.

(End of this chapter)