Aiming for the Immortal Path

The moment Fairy Yunhua finished speaking, the high-altitude formation fluctuated, and then, another figure emerged from the sky behind Su Twelve.

The person who came was wearing a blue battle armor and a silver mask, which was the unique image of people from Tiandu.

"Fellow Daoist Su, we... meet again!"

At the same time as he opened his mouth, in front of him, a moonlight flying sword emitted moonlight, filled with astonishing fluctuations of sword intent.

"Is it you, Yin Qingxue?! No, I should call you Fellow Daoist Ye now!"

Su Twelve spoke without looking back, and the familiar aura allowed him to quickly determine the identity of the person.

It was none other than Yin Qingxue, who had crossed paths with him in the Holy Spirit Sect.

Of course, the so-called Yin Qingxue is probably just a pseudonym used by the other party. .??.

He often uses this method, but it is not unique to him.

"I never thought that you two would join forces!"

As he spoke, Su Twelve pressed the Sword Control Technique in his hand again, and the Nirvana Sword emitted sword energy to protect his whole body.

Fairy Yunhua's strength should not be underestimated, and with the addition of Tiandu Yin Qingxue, he had to treat her with caution.

However, just as Su Twelve finished speaking.

Another violent wave of formation fluctuations emerged in the formation.

"Hmph! Boy, you must die today!"

Another domineering voice came out.

A tall figure with a burly build and rough, dark skin appeared on the other side of the formation space.

The visitor clenched his fists tightly, exuding an arrogant and domineering aura, and the invisible fist intention spread with the aura around him.

Just standing in the air, under him, the sea transformed by the formation collapsed directly into a huge depression, which further shows how powerful he is.

"Is it you? The King of Fighters of the East China Sea?!"

Su Twelve's consciousness swept over him, his pupils shrank, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

Donghai has one sword, one sword and one punch, three great masters.

He is known as the King of Fighters.

this

...but he is as famous as the Sword Saint of the East China Sea.

Being trapped in the strange formation in front of him, and facing the teamed up forces of Fairy Yunhua and Tiandu Yin Qingxue, it was already difficult for him.

At this moment, with the addition of the King of Fighters of the East China Sea, Su Twelve felt that the chance of victory was even slimmer, and his heart sank to the bottom at this moment.

"Ho ho, you still remember my emperor's name. If that's the case, then you should be prepared to die today!"

The King of Fighters of the East China Sea opened his eyes angrily and stared straight at Su Twelve, not hiding the anger in his eyes.

"I seem to have no grudges with you, Senior King of Fighters, in the past and now. Senior..."

Su Twelve forced himself to calm down and spoke quickly.

But before he could finish what he was about to say, the King of Fighters immediately interrupted him with an angry scolding.

"Boy, the person who conceals the truth cannot realize it. When you brutally murdered my son in the East China Sea Islands, do you really think that I don't know about it?"

The voice sounded, and the anger in the King of Fighters' chest was like a wave.

Taking a deep breath, Su Twelve did not continue to argue with the other party on this issue.

When he was discussing the action in the Monk Alliance Hall, he knew that he had been targeted by the other party.

If you ask this question, it’s just to try to gain as much time as possible.

"It seems that a tough battle today is inevitable."

"A tough fight? The three of us joined forces, do you think you still have a chance today?" Boxing King Lin Zhanpeng sneered, and slowly stepped towards Su Twelve step by step.

The anger in his eyes was not reduced at all, and there was even more disdain in it.

Three top experts in the half-step out-of-body stage, coupled with the formation, besieged a mere monk in the late Nascent Soul stage.

No matter how you look at it, this is a must-win situation.

Lin Zhanpeng only found Su Twelve's reaction ridiculous. However, he has been traveling around the East China Sea Islands for many years, showing contempt in words but not slacking off in actions.

As he moved, the aura around his body fluctuated violently, directly causing the water waves in the formation to explode into large waves.

The sword energy beside Su Twelve stagnated, and he suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

But he immediately urged his true energy and struggled to block this invisible pressure, and the look in his eyes became firm at this moment.

The matter has come to this, whether he wants it or not, this battle is inevitable.

While silently gathering momentum, Su Twelve's eyes fell on Fairy Yunhua.

Without waiting for the other party to take action, he continued to ask: "Su is just a small monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, but he has to trouble three strong men to join forces at the same time. It is really an honor. It seems that in this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, Su It’s all better than that.”

"But before taking action, Su wants to ask something."

Fairy Yunhua said expressionlessly: "Say!"

"Is the information in the summons talisman Su received previously true?"

"The messenger talisman was indeed issued by the Sword Master of the East China Sea!"

Fairy Yunhua didn't hide anything, and gave a decisive answer without even thinking.

"Understood, the three fellow Taoists can take action! Of course, Senior Sword Master will give you some guidance, and Su will be able to prove his understanding of the way of swordsmanship."

Su Twelve nodded slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Nirvana Sword suddenly stopped vibrating, and in an instant, boundless sword intent swept over him like a wave.

The powerful aura emanated, making the three people around them look condensed.

Just by looking at the aura, one can tell that with the strength that Su Twelve is showing now, none of the three of them dare say that they can completely defeat Su Twelve.

They quickly exchanged glances, and in the next second, the murderous intent in the three people's eyes reached its peak.

"The Twelve Poems of Leng Yue·The moon reflects the cold pines!"

"The five tones are pure and clear, and there is no sound!"

"Six Fierce Divine Fist·Capturing the Tiger!"

Three voices sounded at the same time, and the air flow in the array stagnated for an instant.

One and a half bends

The moon hangs in the sky, the moonlight shines down, and thousands of moonlight sword lights fall from the sky like meteors.

In front of Fairy Yunhua, Fuxi's magic harp stretched across the air. As her fingers moved, the melodious sound of the harp played again in the formation.

The sound of the piano was invisible, but it carried fierce murderous intent, threatening Su Twelve's life again.

The King of Fighters Lin Zhanpeng strode straight towards Su Twelve. Before he could reach him, Pei Ran's true energy rose up again and transformed into a fierce, white-fronted tiger with an eye-catching white forehead and full of strange blood-colored veins.

With its iron fist raised high, the big tiger raised its head and roared, and the lines all over its body exuded a strange blood light. Even more amazing power is gathered in Lin Zhanpeng's Iron Fist.

The three of them joined forces and made three powerful moves.

Before the move was completed, the space in the formation seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure and slightly fluctuated.

The offensive power is so powerful that it can be said to be infinitely close to the real move of a monk in the out-of-body stage.

As three people aiming at a common goal, Su Twelve felt that the pressure on his body had reached the extreme at this moment.

The true energy circulating in the body suddenly stagnated.

Su Twelve had no doubt that once the three moves fell, he would definitely die.

Even he had no confidence in blocking such a powerful attack.

Even if you try your best, you can only sustain it for one round at most.

The terrifying loss of true energy alone was enough to deny him a second chance to take action.

"One chance?"

The corners of Su Twelve's mouth twitched slightly, and his heart beat rapidly due to uncontrollable tension.

But Su Twelve's mind was filled with clarity.

In this situation, if you want to break the situation, you must not only block the attack of the three people, but also break the formation, and even repel the three people before you have a chance to escape.

And he... only has one chance.

If he wanted to achieve this effect with one move, Su Twelve would have been absolutely helpless in the past.

But now, he is not what he used to be.