Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 167
The wind blows and the clouds move, and the clouds that blow suddenly cover the sky
On the surface of the water, the two figures quietly looked at each other through a seemingly thin water film.

Guan Honghua's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and Dao Nian poured out. Although her body was completely wrapped in a layer of water polo, she didn't have the slightest sense of panic. Her eyes were still calm, but she gritted her teeth after seeing the sword held by Mr. Song. Tighten slightly.

The right hand strokes the light red scabbard hanging horizontally on the back, which is Guan Honghua's famous weapon - Hongyue

Mr. Song was less urgent and more relaxed, with both hands hanging on his sides, one hand casually grasping the unconscious sword, and the corner of his mouth twitching disdainfully.

The situation is obvious, the plan made by myself and others broke down in this link, the refueling strategy did not hold back the pace of these guys, and Guan Honghua herself did not find the treasure immediately, but was caught by Mr. Song from the water Come out, hold on firmly, and although Guan Honghua is in the early stage of the virtual transformation, you must know that Mr. Song on the opposite side is a great master in the middle stage of the virtual transformation, and this is the information he got when he made a move 12 years ago. Now look at his strength Obviously it's not just in the mid-stage of Void Transformation.

Facing this Mr. Song herself, Guan Honghua has some hope of escaping, but what if she wins?That's not possible at all.

But Guan Honghua will just sit there and wait to die?

Hong Yue pulled out, and the four-foot-long knife, which was slender and leaf-like, was like a red deer leaping in the stream. It swayed and danced lightly. The slender and thin blade flew across the front at high speed. A gorgeous red flower bloomed from the broken air, and the true energy followed. As the red flower withered, its blood-like petals fell into pieces in the air.

【Blood Flower·Red Lotus Fall】

The petals scattered in the air slightly reflected the sunlight in the sky, and the light reflected everywhere with the luster of the metal, clear and translucent, each petal of the flower seemed to be translucent, quietly reflecting the beautiful color of the flower.

But if someone looks carefully, they will be surprised to find that the petals are all blades of light, killing people invisible.

But how could the mature and prudent Mr. Song be affected by this bit of visual deception? When he thought about it, the wrinkles on his face seemed to increase a few more, and he casually threw out the thin woman who looked like a chicken in his hand , straight to the blade.

Seeing this, Guan Honghua didn't have the slightest intention of retreating. Her gaze was fierce, and the light of the saber slashed across the situation. The body in black clothes that looked at the sword was cut into seventeen or eighteen segments in an instant, and the blood seemed to tear the petals. The sword light dipped a little deeper.

The beautiful sword light like red petals did not stop at all, and Mr. Song couldn't help but look at her a few times in surprise by the cruelty.

But that's all.

Mr. Song, who had been motionless since he appeared, moved.

With just a slight tremor of the aging body, the whole figure gradually became unreal, and with Guan Honghua as the center, six slightly illusory figures formed.

Guan Honghua has rich experience in fighting the enemy, so naturally she will not be deceived by this little trick. Dao Nian spread out, her eyes searched around, and the sword light spun around her body, as if surrounded by layers of petals. Coupled with her beautiful face, it is true It's a little surprising.

It's a pity that this astonishment is based on blood.

The six phantoms of Mr. Song were not shaken by the beautiful scenery. Some illusory white hair shook slightly, and his hands were caressing in front of him out of thin air. Strings of the same illusory true essence appeared in front of Mr. Song. To be able to play proficiently without wearing Yuzheng, obviously has invaded this way for a long time.

'Om'

The sound of the piano sounded, and an invisible field surrounded Guan Honghua's whole body, but after feeling two or three breaths, Guan Honghua didn't feel that her body was being suppressed. The goal is to strengthen oneself, but the two parties are neither strengthened nor weakened, which has to make Guan Honghua a little confused about what the other party is going to do.

The sound of the zither ding-dong, bounced on Mr. Song's fingertips like water-like pearls hitting a jade plate, and the crisp sound surrounded the sound range with the true essence, blocking the flow of spiritual power.

Guan Honghua's eyes widened suddenly, and there was extreme disbelief in her eyes.

In the understanding of everyone in the world, spiritual energy is the smallest and weakest thing in the world. It is precisely because of this that it can simply penetrate into people's bodies through human pores, whether it is stones, water, mountains, rivers, Neither the sea nor the sky can isolate the flow of spiritual energy, they are almost everywhere.

But now, Mr. Song, who had not taken action for a long time, just casually played the piano a few times and isolated this formless spiritual energy from the spiritual energy in other places. This piece of spiritual energy has completely become a pool of stagnant water.

You must know that cultivators need to mobilize part of their aura no matter what martial arts they use or use their own body moves. It is extremely dangerous and inefficient to fight with the body without aura, but now Mr. Song cut off the flow of aura. It also meant that Guan Honghua couldn't rely on the flowing aura to launch various powerful martial arts, and lost the power to resist.

Mr. Nasong stood lightly outside the range of sound, looking at the woman in front of him indifferently.

Although this woman's cultivation base is not bad, but she is in the secret technique [Sound Range] of Changgemen, so she can't think of any big troubles.

"what?"

Mr. Song's brows wrinkled slightly.
"The knife?"

Guan Honghua quietly raised the slender lancet in her hand. The thin blade made this "Red Moon" more like a work of art than a weapon, but it is just such a beautiful and impractical long knife like a vase. A layer of faint red fireworks ignited.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Song's face completely sank.
"Slaying Spirit Soldiers."

The speed of speech was very slow, but full of surprise and disbelief.

"A person like you. How can there be such a precious thing?"

Mr. Song's doubts are not unreasonable. Although this Guan Honghua is powerful and has the realm of Void Transformation, and although the High Heaven Pavilion has a bad reputation, it is indeed a powerful force comparable to a town. It's really not a top expert. Although there are not a lot of people who are stronger than the Void Transformation Realm, there must be two or three. And this kind of weapon should usually only be in the hands of the strongest.

As the name suggests, this spirit-slaying weapon is a weapon used to cut off spirit energy. Among cultivators who rely on spirit energy to fight, this kind of weapon is not bad even if it is called a divine weapon.

This kind of weapon that can cut off spirit energy is not cast with a substance that can isolate spirit energy. This kind of material has not been discovered so far. The ore casting weapon is used as an embryo, and after years of birth and death, it obtains its own "life" before it can form a real spirit-slaying weapon.

However, this kind of weapon seldom appears due to the use of many materials, long time consumption, picky materials, and the need for a lot of spiritual energy. Every time it appears, it mostly appears in the hands of those big masters.

Only by putting it in their hands will it not attract others to covet it
So Mr. Song really didn't expect to meet a "Spirit Slayer" here, and his greed suddenly grew.

Suddenly there was a loud shout:
"Evil thief, why are you running away!"

(End of this chapter)