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The 168th chapter Wan Jian Zhuxian (2)

Everyone was shocked and it was too late to wait for another move.

As unexpected as he saw Yuan Wuxi's face turned red, he roared in the air, and took back the little fairy sword wrapped around him, muttering something in his mouth, then opened his mouth and spit out a white light attached to the little fairy sword.

The white light of the small immortal sword sutra also turned into a sword light dozens of feet long. Their brightness was in harmony with the sword formation.

Two huge swords shone brightly, and a gust of wind and clouds were rolled up in the air, like two rivers that were flowing down, facing each other straight upwards.

Yuan Wuxi was in the air with a serious expression and gathered all his strength on the fairy sword. However, the monster stood on the ground, but was extremely excited, holding the Yu King's Divine Boulder and roaring repeatedly.

"Boom"

"Click"

There were two loud noises in succession, and a dazzling white light flashed, like a thunderbolt in the sky, making people blurred and couldn't see anything clearly for a moment.

When everyone opened their eyes and looked again, the huge sword light formed by the Wanjian Zhuxian formation had long dissipated, and Yuan Wuxi's immortal sword was also broken into two sections at the same time and fell down.

Yuan Wuxi was stunned in the air, with no blood on his face and was severely injured. His body was unable to control it. He shook twice, and a stream of red blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. Then he fell downwards and fell from the air. His body that had lost control was like a leaf, falling down, impartially, and was where Yi Dingjia and others hid.

With a "puff", Yuan Wuxi's upper half of his body was inserted into the sand, and his remaining legs were kicking around outside.

When Yi Dingjia and Jiangui Qian saw that they endured their injuries, each of them fixed one leg, and took some effort to pull it out.

Yuan Wuxi, who was once again in a state of dust, felt like he was reborn after the disaster, and sat on the ground and gasped.

Yi Dingjia cried and shook his head and said, "Oh, I said, "Oh, old Taoist, why are you so unconscious? If you can't beat me, you can't beat me. Why do you still bury yourself?"

Yuan Wuxi couldn't tell that he was mocking him, so he shook the sand on his face and sneered: "It's better to bury it than to be a turtle with a head-shrinking." After saying that, he saw Grandma Duan again, and felt that she broke her promise and added: "I'm talking about a male turtle." But after saying that, he felt that it was even more inappropriate.

How could Yi Dingjia not notice his tongue? He immediately turned his head and looked at Grandma Duan and said gloatingly: "Who is the female turtle?"

Yuan Wuxi was so angry that his beard was tall. He was about to get up, but he found a stinging pain in his chest and could not move. He realized that he was seriously injured.

At this time, Grandma Duan, who had been paying attention to the fighting side, said lightly: "You still have time to fight, so we should go away as soon as possible. If it is too late, I am afraid it will drag them down."

Hearing this, the two of them shut up at the same time and looked at the other side of the fight. They saw that the Wanjian Guiyun Sword Formation had been broken.

Mo Boyiyi also put away the silver zither, Feng Shuzhu, Shui Lingyue and Chu Qing, but they stood together.

Opposite was the tall monster, dancing the Yu King's God's Bell in his hand, making a strange cry, pointing to everyone with the Yu King's God's Bell, and said in a deep voice: "I want to send you to hell!" Then he pushed the Yu King's God's Bell toward his head, danced his hands sharply, and gathered a strong wind to attack everyone.

In an instant, dozens of feet high waves of sand and dust rolled up on the ground at the same time and rolled in.

Mo Boyi looked at her twice, and without waiting for the other people to react, her figure shook, her sleeves spread out, and rushed down in the strong wind. Then a white light flashed behind her head, and a light descended, taking the monster straight.

The monster let out a roar, lifting the King Yu's divine turtle upwards in an understatement, rolling up a strong wind, easily holding back the white light, and the two sides were stalemate for a moment.

At this moment, Chu Qing had already jumped high, standing at a very high place in the night sky, her transparent body, almost as if the night was melting into one. With a move in her hand, she fell from the sky with her fingers and hit the monster.

Seeing this, the monster let out an angry roar, and the Yu King's divine turtle in his hand changed, stretching its foot several feet long and short, as if it was effortless to retreat the white light, and then retracted back.

The monster's hands staggered, dancing in front of King Yu's divine prickly like a wheel, and wiggling the soft halo around his fingers one by one.

After the halos were counterattacked, they circled in a big circle in the air, flew back to Chu Qing's hand, turned into soft fingers, and put them on their wrists.

Before the monster could move, a long sword several feet long fell from the sky, like mercury pouring into the ground, and rushed towards him, but Shui Lingyue turned into light with the Shui Yue sword.

When the monster saw it, he seemed to know that he didn't dare to be negligent. He shook his right foot and rose up. He held the Yu King's Divine Boulder in both hands, raised it high above the top, widened his eyes, and rushed towards the sword with force as he slashed Mount Hua.

"Bang"

A loud bang made people's ears hurt. Shui Lingyue held the sword in one hand and was paired with the monster.

In contrast, the Shuiyue Sword is a little light and flexible, with a slightly curved edge, while the Yu King's Divine Pill is thick and powerful, with no movement at all.

As soon as Shui Lingyue touched each other, she immediately felt that the Yu King's Divine Pill was extremely powerful. If the Shui Yue Sword was not a magic weapon, it would have been broken by it long ago.

After a stalemate for a moment, Shui Lingyue shook her wrist, flipped her body, and flew backwards, and the two magic weapons also broke away from contact.

At this time, Feng Shuzhu flew over and stood with the three of them, whispering: "It relies on the ancient divine weapons in its hands, is fearless and invincible, and finds a way to knock it out."

At the same time, Yuan Wuxi and others behind the sand mountain looked for a while, and knew that the battle was about to happen, they wanted to walk further away. Yuan Wuxi lost the fairy sword and was very depressed, but at this moment he was already injured. He could not help except to avoid it. He had to support Yi Dingjia and Manager Mei and the other two, taking care of each other, and retreated to the distance step by step.

Grandma Duan was left behind her. She was really worried that she could not get into the water Lingyue. She stood on the sandy mountain and looked at it for a while with concern for a while. She was just because she could not use her magic power for a while and couldn't help anything. Thinking about it, she sighed deeply and had to turn around and leave.

In the field, everyone was reminded by Feng Shuzhu and looked at it carefully. The monster was dancing in one go with its brute force and its composition was chaotic. However, the power released by the King of Yu was dozens of feet away, but it was ineffective to take advantage of it. If it weren't for the profound Taoism, if it were an ordinary sword immortal, it would have been frozen and disintegrated after just a moment of being.

Feng Shuzhu stared at it for a while and said lightly: "It seems that everyone can only go up together, first besiege it, and then see if they can find an opportunity."

Everyone nodded at the same time. At almost the same time, they each held their magic weapons and attacked the monster from different directions. Even Feng Shuzhu also showed off the "Changfeng" fairy sword, and had already attacked it with a fast sword.

Everyone took turns to fight like a lantern, and the monster just stood on the ground and danced the Yu King's God in his hand tightly for a while without any fear.

As it danced, the power of the King Yu divine turtle seemed to gradually increase, and whirlpools formed within dozens of feet, forcing several people to get close to each other. They could only swim around and fight with them by moving and changing positions.

As time passed, the monster was not only weak and timid, but also did not reveal its flaws, but instead became more and more brave as the battle fought, making roars, as if mocking everyone.

In this situation, Feng Shuzhu frowned while wandering and fighting, and finally accidentally saw the square object that had been shining in the distance - the Demon Suppression Monument. His eyes lit up. He thought to himself that although he had not entered the Ten Thousand Swords Zhuxian Formation, he had already learned through Chu Qing that the Demon Sect Shadow was sealed in it. The Demon Sect Shadow that could seal the Demon Sect Shadow that traverses the three realms. How could it not be sealed in the monster in front of him? Thinking of this, he took advantage of the monster not paying attention and pulled out of the field and flew to the direction of the Demon Suppression Monument.

Although the others saw Feng Shuzhu's actions, they did not say anything and knew that there should be something important, so they did not ask, but continued to wander around and fight with the monster, trapping him tightly.

Feng Shuzhu came to the Demon Suppression Monument and saw that the Demon Suppression Monument was several feet high, rectangular in shape, and bright and bright. He knew it was a divine object at first sight. He looked at it twice, but he didn't see the clues. He looked back at the people in the battle. Although he couldn't do anything to the King Yu in the monster's hand, there was no crisis. So he calmed down and looked at the Demon Suppression Monument carefully. He flew around it for a week, and then looked back and forth twice, but in the end he didn't find anything.

Feng Shuzhu simply fell down and stood in front of the demon-suppressing monument. He looked up and understood in his heart that there was an ancient magical object in front of him. If he wanted to drive it, he might be like a swaying tree with his magic power.

While he was thinking quietly, there were still sounds of fighting behind him. Unconsciously, he turned his head to look at the battle, and saw that both sides were in a difficult position.

How to use this demon-suppressing monument has become a current problem.

While I was struggling with no choice, Feng Shuzhu accidentally discovered something strange. He saw a groove on the front of the Demon Suppression Monument. If he didn't look carefully, he would mistakenly think it was a pattern mark. But overall, he found that it was exactly the same as the King Yu Shin-chan held by the monster. He immediately woke up and felt that he had a confused mind. For two hundred years, the Demon Sect Yingmi could not help the Demon Suppression Monument, but Tan Wen practiced the knowledge to relocate the demon.

He was able to escape when he was practicing. At this time, he thought of Tan Wen leaning over the little fat bear bag. As early as when he was in the Liang Mansion of Luotian Town, he knew that Chu Qing had obtained two treasures in the underground palace, including a small copper key. After thinking about this, he concluded that the little key was the King Yu Shenzhu. In this way, everything had to be figured out. It must be that the little fat bear bag came in secret and used the King Yu Shenzhu to release the Demon Sect's shadow confusion, and Tan Wen suddenly appeared sneak attacked him.

Feng Shuzhu stared at the traces of the groove and fell into deep thought. After a long time, she waved her fingers suddenly, and a fluorescent light passed by and hit the demon-suppressing monument. She saw the light of the demon-suppressing monument flashing, and the fluorescent light entered the sea like a mud cow, with no trace to be found.
Chapter completed!
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