The thousand-fold power transmission, all the disciples ascended

A swift white light flew out from the right general's arms. Xiao Yunyi's long sword, when it met the white light, was hastily withdrawn. The original phantoms all fell into reality, forming a sword that fell steadily into Xiao Yunyi's hands.

Xiao Yunyi's face was not panicked at all, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said slowly.

"It seems that not only me, but also you have the last trump card. Why don't we all show our trump cards and fight with real swords and guns? This is such a rare opportunity. I wonder what you think!"

His eyes revealed cunning again. These words, there is something behind the words, always feel that it is not the real meaning, as if he is doing something.

The right general was originally impatient. Now he was played by such a person between applause, how could he bear it!

Without saying a word, he clenched his long sword with both hands, cut through the void, roared, and chopped the sword directly to the position where Xiao Yunyi was.

"You monks outside are too cunning. You can't trust a word they say. Now that the general has left, I will subdue you, a cunning guy, for them! Let's see if you can still escape!"

A swift white light suddenly appeared in the air, and in an instant it merged into the long sword held by the right general.

For a moment, the long sword exuded a particularly sharp aura, which was many times stronger than before.

Before Xiao Yunyi could react, the long sword had already chopped fiercely. His body subconsciously dodged it and barely slid past his side, almost breaking into powder.

Xiao Yunyi patted his chest with lingering fear, and his mung bean-sized eyes stared at the gullies on the ground, and his pupils shrank fiercely.

The gullies on the ground were two or three meters deep. If it hit him, he would be crippled if not dead!

What on earth was that white light just now?

Not only can he easily dissolve his sword shadow, but he can even integrate it into the weapon, multiplying its attack effect!

A trace of madness flashed in Xiao Yunyi's eyes. The sword that his master had fished out before was given to his junior brother.

So he has a sword that was passed down from their Xiao family, but it is not really suitable for his current cultivation!

It is not particularly convenient to use. For him, there are only two ways to go.

One is to improve the grade of the weapon in his hand, and the other is to find a new sword with a higher grade than this one!

Neither of the two ways is particularly easy. I never thought that I would encounter the second one here!

If he can snatch the white light from the hands of the guy in front of him, he can greatly increase his common attack effect!

I just don't know if he can catch up with the master's magic shadow blade? !

Xiao Yunyi's heart has begun to rise with curiosity, and there is a little more expectation in his eyes.

The right general looked at the guy in front of him, who was almost caught in his own way. Not only did he not go crazy, but he became happy.

It's really hard to tell what this guy is thinking!

He took advantage of Xiao Yunyi's moment of daze and attacked again without saying anything.

This time, the long sword was much sharper than the last time, and the spiritual power it carried was also more powerful than the last time. If it hit someone, his life would probably be ruined!

There was a trace of reluctance in the right general's eyes, but he watched Xiao Yunyi resolutely swing his move!

For a moment, a strong wind blew, and the shadow of the sword attacked Xiao Yunyi without looking back.

Xiao Yunyi's vision suddenly became blurred, and he couldn't see what was in front of him at all.

He could only rely on his spiritual sense to perceive that a danger was getting closer and closer to him.

He didn't have time to think too much, and waved the long sword in his hand and raised it high above his head.

In an instant, a huge red phantom was firmly hung in the air, suspended behind his body.

The breath released was not weaker than the one exerted by the right general, and it was even better.

The right general also felt the sudden increase of terrifying aura in the air, and his heart suddenly tightened. He looked towards the hazy place in front of him.

"There are almost no people who survived my move. I don't believe that you can still live well!"

He murmured in his mouth, trying his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, looking at somewhere in the haze, waiting for the movement to come.

One second!

Two seconds!

There was no movement inside. His move was like duckweed thrown into the water, without any response.

The right general began to feel uneasy. According to the previous time, the screams of that person would have been heard in the mist!

Even if it was not a scream, that person would have flown out directly from it and was seriously injured on the ground!

But now two seconds have passed, and the surroundings are extremely quiet, as if nothing has happened.

His eyes stayed on the hazy vision, the muscle on his forehead was throbbing, and his breathing couldn't help but tighten.

Could it be that there is a malfunction?

Impossible, I have defeated countless people with this move, no one can leave here safely!

The more the right general thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and he couldn't help but take a step forward!

Boom...

At the moment he took a step, a strange sound came from the haze, his whole body was tense, his pores were dilated, and sweat kept pouring out!

He actually smelled a particularly dangerous breath from this haze!

Before he could come to his senses, a huge red sword came down from midair, breaking the haze and splitting it in two!

Everything suddenly became clear in front of him, and the right general stood in the same place, in the middle of the haze.

The other person, Xiao Yunyi, held the long sword in his hand high, stopped in midair, his face was a little pale, as if he was exhausted!

His body swayed slightly, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword also loosened at once.

Fortunately, at the moment the long sword fell, his right hand firmly grasped the hilt of the sword with a particularly strange degree of bending, and stabbed it hard into the ground!

Clang! ! !

The tip of the sword was buried in the ground, and he stood there half-kneeling, exuding a fierce aura.

The right general stood straight in the same place, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen something particularly terrifying.

But his body remained the same, and there was no movement for a long time.

Suddenly he moved, his body like a puddle of mud, fell to the ground with a clang, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, his whole body twitched, in just a few seconds, he rolled his eyes, and completely stopped breathing!

Even the long sword beside him fell down with a bang, falling to the ground wantonly, like an abandoned object!