Chapter 196 Grace
The "Yunlong Huntian Sword Formation" is the sword formation that the Kunlun Sect is famous for, and it is the sword formation that controls the mountain. It was broken by just one person with bare hands. After breaking it, they still made comments, saying "the sword formation of the Kunlun Sect" "Nothing." The Kunlun Sect has always regarded itself as a sword sect. Doesn't this mean that the Kunlun Sect's swordsmanship is rubbish and that the Kunlun Sect has no one?
This was to trample the Kunlun Sect into the ground in front of the heroes of the world. As the leader of the Kunlun Sect, how could He Zhenshan not be angry?
In order to protect the reputation of the Kunlun Sect for thousands of years, and to maintain the dignity of a well-known and decent sect, He Zhenshan had to take action personally: "Stop the madness in the Demon Palace, and let He learn the clever tricks!"
He grabbed his sword, jumped out of the high platform, drew the sword in the air, wiped the palm of his hand with the blade of the sword, letting the blood flow into the blood tank and stain the sword body red. At the same time, like an arrow, he shot directly at the white face. "Cao Cao", a strange blood shadow was drawn in the sky.
You don't have to be polite and courteous like the big guys in the world, and you don't talk about manners and etiquette. People have come to the door, and there are so many heroes in the world, what else is there to say?
The shot was the "Kunlun Blood River Sword", and the blood reflected half of Shengtian Cliff red.
The Kunlun Sword bleeds the ocean, and drives the Yellow River thousands of miles away!
He Zhenshan's cultivation level was far superior to Feng Yunjie's, so the "Kunlun Blood River Sword" he used was naturally more powerful and terrifying.
It was like a blood-red river spread out from the sky, running across the cliff, with red waves rolling in, and running toward the white-faced "Cao Cao" with an extremely ferocious and domineering momentum!
The white-faced "Cao Cao" narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured: "This is pretty decent..."
A pair of plain white hands were raised, and the fingers were slender but powerful, crushing countless people's bones; the palms were thin and soft, but they shattered many people's chests and cracked many people's internal organs.
Now, these hands are about to deal with the bloody sword in the hands of a hero.
I saw the white-faced "Cao Cao" dancing with his hands, fluttering like a butterfly, then moving his left hand and his right hand, trying to create a strange aura to deflect the fierce attack of the leader of the Kunlun Sect.
But he also knew how powerful He Zhenshan's sword was at this time, and how unparalleled its sharpness was. He could not be easily led astray like those before. He immediately activated the "Only My Supreme Skill in Heaven and Under Heaven" and erupted with a more strange and feminine aura. field.
He Zhenshan's sword flew across the sky, his blood was flowing and his killing intent was endless. He was confident to kill all the enemies in front of him.
However, as he got closer and closer to the target, his front, back, left, right, and up and down changed. He seemed to have fallen into a strange field, like falling into a fog.
He Zhenshan only felt that he was wrapped in a sheet of warm water and felt very comfortable, but he could not exert any strength in his body. The sword in his hand seemed to be covered with thick mud and filled with lead, and he could not swing it.
The goal is clearly right in front of us, but it seems to be out of reach, as if it were through a mirror.
He Zhenshan immediately realized that something was wrong. The magic palace technique was too magical and weird. It could actually change the aura within a certain range as soft as weak water, causing people to fall into it, covered with mud and water, and it was difficult to turn around.
He mobilized his whole body's skills, burst out powerful real power, swung his sword bravely, stirred up this weak and clingy but extremely treacherous field, tore apart the mirror flowers and water moon, and flashed with blood, and stabbed the white-faced "Cao Cao" with one sword!
However, the white-faced "Cao Cao" is truly like a mirror, half like smoke and half like water, with his upper body flying like smoke and his lower body falling like water.
He Zhenshan's sword seemed to have pierced the air.
At the same time, a voice sounded from behind: "Kunlun Sword Sect is no good."
He was frightened and angry, and wanted to strike back with his sword, but the opponent did not intend to give him any chance. He struck very quickly and stamped his palm on his vest, beating him until he vomited three liters of blood. He fell to the ground unconscious just like other disciples. die.
The unique sword formation was broken.
The leader was defeated.
The entire Kunlun sect felt as if they were mourning for their heirs, unable to raise their heads at all.
Who can stop others from running wild in their own sect's land now?
The heroes are also panicked.
Even the top figures were defeated, and they were defeated so quickly. Who else could stop the Heavenly Palace?
Could it be that the Demonic Palace and the Heavenly Palace want to take this opportunity to swallow up all the sects and families of the Righteous Path in one fell swoop and redefine the territory of Chinese martial arts?
The white-faced "Cao Cao" stood proudly on the spot with his hands behind his back and asked only three words: "Who else is there?"
The whole place was silent, no one answered.
The strength of the Kunlun Sect ranks in the middle among the sixty-three martial arts sects in the seven northern and southern parts of China. However, the swordsmanship of He Zhenshan, the leader of the Kunlun Sect, is among the best among all sword sect leaders. Even he cannot defeat the people of the Demon Palace. Who is the opponent?
The heroes are looking forward to the champion taking action, but in fact they are not very optimistic about the champion Su Murong.
Su didn't have master's permission, so he couldn't take action without permission.
On the high platform.
Lin Ruoying shook her sword "Qinghuang Ancient Sword" and said to Yu Yue: "It's okay if you don't let your disciple take action - she has already won the championship, there is no need to participate in meaningless battles. But I But I have to take action. My duty this time is to maintain the harmony and stability of the Chinese martial arts world."
Yu Yue asked: "Do you think you can beat her?"
Lin Ruoying said: "We will fight regardless of whether we can win or not. We cannot let Tianshang Palace's plot succeed easily."
After that, he jumped down from the high platform.
Everyone saw a man in white clothes fluttering in the air, light and airy, like a snow lotus blooming on a cliff, unparalleled and alluring.
The girl in white was graceful and graceful. She landed lightly from the high platform, just like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to the mortal world. I don't know how many people's eyes were stunned and how many people's hearts were shocked.
The stunningly beautiful girl, with a face and figure that can be called a masterpiece, with distant black eyebrows, bright eyes like the moon, and a hint of crimson on her lips, makes people soul-sucking and intoxicated. However, such a beautiful woman is as cold as ice and snow. There is a hint of coldness and arrogance between her eyebrows. She is dressed in white without any fireworks. Standing between the world and the world surrounded by snowy mountains and glaciers, she is even more extraordinary. .
There were many beautiful disciples and rich ladies from various major sects and families. They also compared themselves to little fairies. They were narcissistic and thought they were charming and beautiful. But when they saw this girl, they felt ashamed.
Those male warriors, especially those who have become famous and powerful, and feel that they are romantic, think that they are counted among the countless women, but when they see her, they realize that there is such a person in the world.
Lin Ruoying, dressed in white, ignored everyone's gaze and slowly walked to the opposite side of the white-faced "Cao Cao": "I will be your opponent."
The white-faced "Cao Cao" seemed to be frightened by her appearance. He was slightly in a trance, and then smiled and said: "Beauty, what is your name?"
The voice was frivolous, with a hint of teasing.
Lin Ruoying did not feel dissatisfied, and reported her name, and then asked: "It is rude to come and not return. Since you are here to challenge, why don't you tell me your name and show your true face?"
The white-faced "Cao Cao" laughed: "If you defeat me, I will naturally tell you my name."
Lin Ruoying drew her sword out of its sheath: "Okay, I'm offended!"