Chapter 426 Killing the Sword Slave Continuously

Of these twin sisters, one has great swordsmanship and is full of masculinity, like a great general who charges head-on. The other is mysterious and sinister in swordsmanship, using all possible means. They are two extremes.

To kill the twin sisters, it took Beiluo thirty-five moves to kill them. Xia Shuang could not draw his sword, and followed him anxiously but had no choice.

"Sure enough, each of these sword slaves is more powerful than the last, and they have nothing on them. Maybe the Supreme Sword Code is indeed in the hands of the sword master!"

Bei Luo said with a flash of anxiety in his eyes. From the words written outside the palace, it can be inferred that there are three great sword slaves behind them. The strength of these sword slaves is getting stronger and stronger. Bei Luo is not sure whether he can definitely control them. Solve them all.

"Brother, why don't you take a rest before moving forward?" Xia Shuang said helplessly. She practiced the art of raising swords. The sword is useless as soon as it is pulled out. If the strongest sword cannot be used in the most critical place, then they will have to The success fell short.

"No, I'm not tired yet. There's no need to rest. Let's keep going!" Bei Luo shook his head and continued walking forward with Xia Shuang.

The sixth hall is the 'Naihe Gate'. Guarding this level is a man in a cloak. When Xia Shuang and Bei Luo entered, the man in the cloak was holding his sword and lowering his head. He seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed. When Xia Shuang and Bei Luo entered, After Xia Shuang and Bei Luo entered the palace, it slowly raised its head.

"No one has been able to break in here for a long time!" The man slowly raised his head and was able to speak.

When Xia Shuang and Bei Luo said this, their expressions suddenly changed. Does this mean that someone has broken into this place before? But since someone has broken into this place, why are the guards at the previous levels still there? This means that as long as the sword master at the end of the eighth level does not die, the sword slaves in the previous levels can be resurrected?

Xia Shuang and Bei Luo were both very smart people, and they could analyze a lot of things with just one sentence.

"But even if you break in here, you will die!"

The man in black robe finished speaking, and the moment the word 'death' was spoken, its figure moved instantly. Countless men in black robe appeared in the palace instantly. Densely packed men in black robe appeared at the same time, and countless long black swords appeared. At the same time, he stabbed Bei Luo.

"Not good!" Bei Luo's expression suddenly changed. Their Tianhe Sword Sect originally had a secret method that could distinguish the authenticity of phantoms, but that secret method has no effect now. In Bei Luo's perception, every phantom in front of him seems to be different. it is true.

"Brother, be careful!"

Xia Shuang's expression also changed, and she exclaimed.

"One sword rises thousands of miles flat!"

Beiluo took a deep breath, and the Sun-Destroying Divine Sword in his hand suddenly released thousands of rays of light. Each ray of light was a small fire sword, and each fire sword stabbed at the densely packed black-robed men in the air. , it doesn’t matter which man in black robe is real and which man in black robe is fake, it doesn’t matter if he is real or fake, attack them at the same time.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"

Fire swords pierced through these phantoms in an instant. The dense phantoms were all penetrated by fire swords in a blink of an eye, but those men in black robes all looked fake, and the fire swords had no effect at all.

Seeing that the dense crowd of black robes and the swords in their hands were about to engulf Beiluo, Xia Shuang could hardly help but take action. At this moment, Beiluo ignored the sky full of black robes and swords, and suddenly Turn around and slash with your sword.

"when!"

A crisp sound of impact was heard, and the Sun-Destroying Divine Sword struck directly on a black sword. A shrill scream immediately rang out. The black sword was instantly cut into two pieces by the Sun-Destroying Divine Sword. The scream turned out to be The black sword came out.

"I knew it was you!"

Beiluo looked cold and stern, ignoring the black-robed man behind him. The black-robed man in the sky disappeared in the blink of an eye after the black sword was cut off.

"This?" Xia Shuang was stunned and looked at this scene in disbelief. She still doesn't understand what is going on.

"The gatekeeper of this level is actually this black sword. The man in black robe is just an illusion of this sword. He talks to us just to make us believe that it is real!" Beiluo wiped his palms. sweat stains, took a deep breath and said.

The sword strike just now seemed simple, cutting off the black sword in one blow, but if Bei Luo made a wrong judgment, he would be the one who died. However, Bei Luo was lucky, he made the right bet.

"I didn't expect it to be like this!" Xia Shuang couldn't help but look at the broken black sword a few more times. Unexpectedly, the owner of the sword disappeared in the end, but instead the sword took shape.

"Let's take a break!"

Beiluo directly took out a Jingxin Pill and drank it. He sat cross-legged on the ground without hesitation. It was too dangerous just now. He felt that his hand holding the sword was still shaking. If he continued to break through the level in this state, he was afraid that he would be the last one. He will definitely die at these two levels.

Xia Shuang nodded and was on guard around him. It took Beiluo more than half an hour to calm down completely. When he stood up again, the sharpness in his eyes had returned.

"Walk!"

The seventh hall, Shura Gate, the guardian of this level is a gray-haired old man. It seems to have no reaction to Bei Luo and Xia Shuang walking in, but when they see it, Bei Luo and Xia Shuang have expressions on their faces. An extremely solemn look.

"Grand Three Grand Master!"

Xia Shuang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, this white-haired old man had an astonishing aura. He was clearly a third-grade Grand Master. Since entering the Jingshui Cave, this was the strongest person Xia Shuang and the others had encountered.

Bei Luo and Xia Shuang looked at each other. Bei Luo nodded slightly to Xia Shuang. Xia Shuang quickly took out an aura-filled magic weapon from his storage bag and twisted it directly at the old man. Bei Luo only held the sword. Be ready to take action at any time.

Xia Shuang couldn't draw a sword because of his sword training, and all the Tianhe Sword Sect's martial arts skills were on the sword. Therefore, without the sword, Xia Shuang was basically useless. The top management of the Tianhe Sword Sect also considered this issue before coming. Therefore, some other things were prepared for her, such as this hidden weapon, the Dragnet Soldier.

This dragnet soldier is not an ordinary thing. It has been specially tempered and is at least ten times more powerful than ordinary dragnet soldiers.

Xia Shuang unscrewed the concealed weapon and said, "Swish, swish, swish," and suddenly translucent ox hair needles flew out and shot directly towards the white-haired old man. These ox hair needles flew into the air and suddenly exploded. The fine hair-like needles turned into debris and spread all over the palace space, leaving the white-haired old man nowhere to hide.

This kind of hidden weapon will definitely not be able to kill a strong person of the third level of Grand Master, but as long as it can injure the old man and affect its combat power, Xia Shuang and Bei Luo will have achieved their goal.

The hidden weapon was fired, and Bei Luo was instantly ready to cooperate, but before he could take action, Bei Luo and Xia Shuang suddenly froze. The densely packed fine hair needles actually passed directly through the white-haired old man's body, just like the old man and Xia Shuang The sword in its hand is just a shadow.

"what happened?"

Bei Luo and Xia Shuang were stunned, looking at the empty hall in front of them in disbelief. The old man's body disappeared silently after countless fine needles passed through it.

"No, senior brother, be careful. It is practicing assassination. It is already hiding around!" Xia Shuang's expression changed, and he grabbed a ball from his storage bag again and slammed it to the ground.

The assassin of the third level of Grand Master, this is too scary, he must show up.

"Bang!"

As soon as the ball hit the ground, a burst of white mist suddenly appeared. The white mist was not very dense, but as soon as it appeared, it began to spread around. When the white mist spread to less than half of the palace, something strange suddenly appeared. Something faintly appeared in the fog.

"There!" A cold light flashed in Bei Luo's eyes, and he slashed it with a sword instantly, but the thing that had just appeared disappeared instantly, and then a cold light suddenly bloomed from the void.

The cold light was so fast that Beiluo could hardly react. The white-haired old man could actually move his position instantly. Such an ability was terrifying.

"Fixing mirror!"

Bei Luo roared, and a mirror suddenly appeared above his head. As soon as the bronze mirror appeared, it immediately reversed and illuminated it. Under a golden light, the speed of the cold light suddenly slowed down.

Beiluo is actually a Taoist and martial artist who can activate magic weapons. This fixed-light mirror is the magic weapon. Within the scope of the fixed-light mirror, the enemy's attacks will slow down. This magic weapon is specially designed to restrain enemies who win by speed.

"Blade Storm!"

The cold light realized something was wrong, and immediately withdrew without hesitation, disappearing from the mirror light instantly. The white mist created by Xia Shuang also began to be unable to capture the traces of the enemy, because the white-haired old man was too fast. .

But Bei Luo is also a very experienced swordsman. He knows that in this situation, once the enemy finds it difficult to kill him, he will most likely attack Xia Shuang immediately, so Bei Luo directly activates the sword without hesitation. storm.

His figure flashed directly in front of Xia Shuang, and then sword qi appeared from his body. Hundreds of sword qi gathered together, spinning at high speed with his body as the center, and then pushed forward crazily.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang!"

In the blink of an eye, violent collisions rang out, and the blade storm indeed found the enemy. Countless sword energy collided with the enemy's sword. The old man was dragged for a moment and immediately began to move in the white mist.

"Fixing mirror!"

Bei Luo did not hesitate to take the opportunity to activate the mirror, letting the mirror light shroud the old man's position, making the old man's speed begin to slow down. At the same time, he silently opened his mouth, and a translucent small sword came out silently. It flew out of his mouth and instantly hit the defenseless old man.

The translucent small sword shot into one of the white-haired old man's eyes, and then passed out from the back of its head, completely harvesting the old man's last vestige of life.

The white-haired old man never imagined until his death that Beiluo was not only a Taoist and martial artist, but also a swordsman. He not only practiced shurikens, but also practiced flying swords.

The white-haired sword slave who was only half as weak as Bei Luo died.