Diary of the life of a working wizard

Amidst the shouting, a giant ruler finally passed through the increasingly sparse thunder, and suddenly hit Xia Yunjie on the back who was controlling the thunder and the White Tiger Demon-Slaying Sword.

Xia Yunjie stumbled, and a trace of color suddenly appeared on his white face and then faded away in an instant.

"The leader of the Wu Xian Kingdom is really powerful. Even Yingning, the eldest disciple of Zhenren Luofu, is definitely no match for him. He is definitely the number one among the four overlords in the entire Cangman Realm. It's a pity that he still can't beat four hands with two fists!" The people watching the battle all shook their heads in regret.

Ying Ning's solemn and gloomy face finally revealed a relaxed smile.

A self-deprecating smile escaped from the corner of Master Luofu's mouth. After all, he overestimated the other party, but he was secretly relieved.

It is true that Xia Yunjie's performance just now was too scary. Fortunately, his realm was only in the middle stage of Vientiane after all. Otherwise, if he were allowed to go further, even Master Luofu would not be sure whether he could deal with him.

Dongze Snake King looked at the staggering Xia Yunjie, his eyes flashing with uncertainty.

Yue Hengdao and Yanshan Sword Immortal both glanced at Dongze Snake King, with a meaningful sneer emerging from the corners of their mouths.

Dongze Snake King felt the gazes from the two men and sighed helplessly in his heart. His eyes became calm again, but there was always a hint of greed and unwillingness deep in his eyes when looking at Xia Yunjie.

"I hit him! I hit him!" Seeing that he had hit Xia Yunjie, who was like a god of thunder, the monk who released the giant ruler shouted excitedly and excitedly, his pale face glowing red, and his whole body The injuries seemed to be getting better.

Just as the monk releasing the giant ruler was shouting with excitement, Xia Yunjie, who was as still as water, had a flash of blood in his clear eyes, and a trace of violent and murderous aura emanated from him.

Xia Yunjie stopped casting the thunder spell, and a red light accompanied by a chirping sound that penetrated the gold and cracked stone appeared in his hand, revealing a sharp flying sword burning with blazing fire and exuding a hot breath.

"I got hit unexpectedly! You are very good!" Xia Yunjie slowly raised the Vermillion Bird Demon-Slaying Sword and pointed it at the monk who was shouting with excitement and said. The voice was calm and unhurried, as if he was talking about a very casual and ordinary thing. \u003c!-- --\u003e

But everyone felt a chill coming over them, especially the monk who was so excited that he screamed suddenly, as if he was being targeted by a peerless beast, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he went there without even thinking. Fly back.

"Where to escape!" Xia Yunjie shouted coldly, and a red light streaked towards the monk like lightning.

"Block him! Kill him!" No one expected that Xia Yunjie would no longer use spells or flying swords, but would directly hold flying swords in his hands and kill people with swords.

The sword and man become one, this is the most brutal and direct fighting method for sword cultivators! The physical body and magic power are used together on the flying sword. Once defeated, there will be no room for maneuver, and the body and soul will be destroyed!

By the time someone came back to their senses, the red light had already passed through the magic weapon all over the sky, followed by a sharp and huge flaming sword slashing down from the sky.

"Save Master Luofu..."

Before the word "I" could be uttered, blood rained down from the sky. The monk who had been shouting proudly and excitedly just now was split in half from head to toe by a sword. Even the Nascent Soul was carried by the sword before he could even fly out. The flames burned everything.

The world suddenly became quiet!

A dot of white light flashed across the sky, and the Little White Tiger Demon-Slaying Sword fell into Xia Yunjie's other hand.

One sword radiates cold light, like a world of ice and snow, and one sword's flames surge into the sky, like a sea of ​​fire.

Xia Yunjie held two swords and stood majestically under the sky. He glanced coldly at the monks who still had more than a hundred people, but their faces were pale and bloodless, and their eyes showed timidity. He said sternly: "Come on, who else dares?" Keep shouting!"

Facing the leader of the Wu Xian Kingdom, who was holding two swords and looking like a god of death, everyone's hearts were trembling, without any sense of security.

The person who was killed just now was one of the ten late-stage Vientiane cultivators in this team, and he was also the top-ranked late-stage Vientiane cultivator. Otherwise, how could his magic weapon avoid the thunder and hit Xia Yunjie on the back?

But in the end, he only hit him once, and he actually killed him with one sword in the midst of "thousands of troops"!

"He is at the end of his rope! Don't be afraid, go up and kill him together, don't let him have a chance to breathe!" Yingning saw Xia Yunjie calming everyone down with a sword, and her relaxed expression darkened again, and she screamed.

"Yes, what Elder Ying said is right. He is at the end of his rope. He can't hold on for much longer. Let's all fight together!" Ying Ning's words reminded everyone, and everyone started shouting.

"The end of the road?"

A white light and a red light suddenly glowed brightly, and one person and two swords rushed towards the more than a hundred people like tigers descending the mountain.

The rays of light lit up again, and they fell towards the man and the two swords one after another.

Seeing the brilliant lights falling down one after another, Xia Yunjie did not wave his sword to stop them, but just opened his mouth and sprayed several mouthfuls of vitality.

As soon as the Yuan Qi spurted out, the surrounding water spiritual power suddenly rioted, and with the Yuan Qi as the center, it condensed into several crystal clear dragons that were several feet long and emitted cold light.

Several long crystal dragons roared and coiled around Xia Yunjie's head and body in layers.

Dayu's control of water has been passed down through the ages. Xia Yunjie is the inheritor of Xia Yu's bloodline, so he naturally knows how to manipulate water spells. What's more, he can transform into a yellow dragon.

Dragons are born to be able to soar into the clouds, ride on the mist, and move the clouds to spread rain!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The magic weapon in the sky was smashed down, and the thick and long bodies of several crystal dragons were layered on top of each other, actually blocking the magic weapon in the sky.

Seeing that the magic weapon in the sky was blocked by several crystal dragons cast by Xia Yunjie, the faces of the people in the Louvre changed drastically, and they all wanted to recall the magic weapon, but unfortunately it was already too late.

Xia Yunjie held two swords and rushed into the crowd like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.

The sword fell from his hand, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Heads, limbs and broken arms fell from the sky like rain from Wu Shan.

The strong smell of blood followed Xia Yunjie as he charged forward, like a thick river of blood flowing behind him.

"The end of the road? Who dares to fight again? Do you dare to fight?" He fought all the way until the front was empty. god.

A violent and ferocious aura burst out from his body, covering the world and making everyone tremble with fear. Even Yue Hengdao, Yanshan Sword Immortal, Dongze Snake King, and Master Luofu began to show serious expressions on their faces. color.

After charging all the way, nearly half of the more than a hundred Wanxiang monks were killed. The remaining ones were all frightened out of their courage. Not to mention that they would never be able to fight again. I am afraid that they will be shrouded in this shadow for the rest of their lives, and the chance of breakthrough is slim.

"Who dares to fight again?" Xia Yunjie glanced around slowly and roared again, the White Tiger Demon-Slaying Sword and the Vermilion Bird Demon-Slaying Sword shining brighter than before.

The killing made them further refined, and their quality became more pure and refined than before, and their evil aura became stronger.

Among the monks who survived the massacre, no one dared to take another step forward. Ye Qiuhong, who had survived the disaster, did not dare to mention any revenge. He turned into a rainbow and flew down beside Yanshan Fairy Sword with a pale face. It seemed that only Only when you stand next to him can you feel a little bit safe.

Ying Ning's face was so gloomy that it was like water dripping from his eyes, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he obviously wanted to kill again to establish his authority.

"Ying Ning, set up a formation to kill him." Just as Ying Ning's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was about to kill someone to establish his authority, Master Luofu's voice rang out, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.

"It's Master!" Yingning bowed slightly, then raised the golden flag in his hand and shouted: "Build the Qiankun Bagua Formation!"

It's too late, but it's soon. When Xia Yunjie was fighting fiercely, the people from the Louvre Palace had actually been prepared on the outside. With Ying Ning's order, he instantly turned into a golden light and landed on Gan Ma's position. Another female fairy, the only one among the Eight Immortals in the Louvre, held a black flag and transformed into a black light, which landed on the position of Kun Niu.

Qian is the horse and Kun is the ox. The dry horse needs to be guarded by the most yang energy, and the Kun Niu needs to be guarded by the most yin essence.

In the Qiankun Bagua array, as soon as Ying Ning and the female fairy fell down from these two positions, the other six disciples of Master Luofu also flew up one after another, falling behind in their respective positions. The other disciples of the Louvre Palace fell behind the eight of them, just in time. Surround Xia Yunjie in the middle.

After everyone was in their positions, the space suddenly started to fluctuate strangely. Eight pillars of light rose into the sky and turned into eight gates. Each gate was guarded by an ancient behemoth of different shapes.

Qian is the horse, Kun is the ox, Zhen is the dragon, Xun is the chicken, Kan is the hog, Li is the pheasant, Gen is the dog, and Dui is the sheep.

These eight gates are Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, also known as the eight gates of Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing, and Kai.

This formation is really the Louvre Palace's great formation, the Qiankun Bagua formation.

In the vast world, there are four major sects, Louvre Palace is good at formations, Yanshan Sword School is good at swords, Hengdaodian is good at swords, and Dongze Snake Island is good at water and thunder spells.

As soon as the Qiankun Bagua array was revealed, there was an immense power of heaven that was suppressed directly towards Xia Yunjie, and murderous intent filled the array. Wind, fire, thunder and lightning broke out. The wind was not an ordinary wind, but a wind that could crush gold and iron. The sword and fire are not ordinary fire, but the real fire of Mingfu, and the thunder and lightning are not the fire, thunder and lightning in the world, but the thunder falling from the sky.

In that world full of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, Xia Yunjie suddenly seemed extraordinarily small, like a small boat in the huge sea. It seemed that any wave could overturn it and beat it to pieces.

Although the people watching the battle were not trapped in the formation, their scalps were numb due to the tremendous power emanating from the formation, and the wind, fire, thunder and lightning in the formation were even more frightening, and they were already covered in blood just by looking at it. Falling into the ice kiln, it was as if he saw himself trapped in a battle, and in the blink of an eye, the wind, fire, lightning and thunder were struck so hard that not even the dregs were left.

"The Qiankun Bagua Formation! I didn't expect that in order to kill the leader of the Wuxian Kingdom, the Louvre Palace actually set up a large formation to suppress the faction. It seems that this time the leader of the Wuxian Kingdom is doomed!" Everyone watching the battle looked a little pale, with frightened eyes. Said with color.

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