Immortals are not as good as dancing

The sword repair man has already said: "Kill you, where does it need 99 weights!"

Meng Ran only felt that something flashed through his mind, but it flashed too fast, so he didn't have time to catch it. All he had left was his intuition. There were eight chapters in the Dance of Armor and Shield from the beginning to the end, and the last chapter was the rock.But now, Meng Ran's intuition told Meng Ran that if they wanted to exert the greatest power of the Dance of Rocks, they needed to start from the first chapter of Dance of Armor and Shield.

The sound of the middle string came from the book: "Master, the dance of armor and shields begins."

Song Xi didn't need to say much, the brothers and sisters who had already adjusted their movements to follow Meng Ran's instructions had already followed Meng Ran's instructions and changed the dance steps smoothly.

"It seems... different from before?" Wan Wan asked uncertainly.

The movement of shaking the waist slowed down, but Song Xi found that according to this rhythm, the coordination of the limbs is more required, which requires better waist flexibility to cooperate.When stepping out, you need to be faster and more agile, and the muscles in your legs are tighter and stronger.

This kind of rhythm is more in line with the true nature of Armor Shield Ironwood.Those who are iron and wood are also wood.It has the flexibility of wood and the firmness of iron.

Meng Ran himself felt that with the help of God, the four strings of the pipa were twirled or plucked, or picked or wiped under his fingers, and the sound and rhythm of the played strings could not be more consistent with the movements of the five dancers.

When the opponent's quenching light array passed by sword shadows step by step, time seemed to be very fast, but it also seemed to be very slow.

After the opponent's sword shadow spread to twenty, the people of Tianwumen discovered that the speed of laying down the sword shadow of the quenching light array became slower and slower.

When everyone's dance steps finally turned to the Rock Dance, not only Wan Wan, but even Song Xi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the sword shadow floated into the air again, and after leaving a stream of light from above the crescent moon, it did not spread out on the ground again, but shot towards the dance formation of Tianwumen with awe-inspiring sword energy Arriving, the sharp sword shadow carried the coercive force of the late stage of foundation establishment, and attacked the golden yellow color dance formation of Tianwumen, which had once again condensed into substance.

"Zheng!" Meng Ranxia's string tone suddenly turned and became passionate.

Although it was only a few short hours, this kind of string sound had already made everyone in Tianwumen form a conditioned reflex.

"Crack!" The dance steps were neat and uniform, and the dance steps that several people wanted to turn lightly, followed the sound of the strings and turned into stepping steps.

The sword shadow of the quenching light array bumped into the dance array with a "shua".The moment the sharp sword shadow touched the dance formation, it pierced through the dance formation.

And following the neat movements of several people, a spiritual light shot out from the five people.This spiritual light spun out a vortex, and the moment Sen Leng's sword energy broke into the dance formation, it entangled it.

The extremely sharp sword shadow was trapped on the dance array by this seemingly inconspicuous vortex-shaped aura.

"Om!" With a sound, the sword shadow under the control of the sword repair man exploded into a ball of spiritual energy.

The aura above the dance array was blasted into ripples, and a sword shadow stabbed at the weak dance array.

"clank!"

The two movements of raising the shoulders, in the rendering of Meng Ranxianyin, made Song Xi and others unconsciously circulate more spiritual power to the shoulders.

On Song Xi's shoulders at the center of the formation, two balls of golden light suddenly lit up.

"Oh!" This unexpected change even surprised Song Xi himself.

"Zheng~yin~zheng~om~" The next few movements were to raise the elbows and extend the arms, following the deliberately re-plucked strings, these movements were done with extra force.

Following Song Xi's movements, two clusters of aura quickly landed on the dance formation, one aura quickly made up for the flaws of the dance formation, and the other aura penetrated the dance formation and collided with the sword shadow outside the formation. one place.The two sides fought hand-to-hand, and a dazzling blue-yellow aura shot straight into the sky from the location of Tianwu Peak.The light of the crescent moon in the sky was covered up and lost its brilliance.

It was less than an hour before the final decision of the outcome.

Outside Tianwu Peak, some casual cultivators who were waiting to pick up a bargain, saw such a fierce battle situation, they couldn't help but start to stir again.At this time, both parties are most likely to be careless.

In the bushes under Tianwu Peak, there was a sound that didn't quite resemble the sound of wind blowing leaves.Occasionally, something flashes past the bushes.

On Tianwu Peak, the strings of the pipa can no longer be heard softly and melodiously, and the clank of the long metal strings is sonorous and powerful, with a majestic fighting spirit.

The quenching array of 29 sword shadows failed to break through the dance array of Tianwu Gate, and the sword repair man's face was already livid.

Regardless of the bloodline already overflowing from the corner of his mouth, the long sword floated up into the air, and in a short amount of time, he spread two more sword shadows on the ground.

No.30 When a sword shadow landed slowly and firmly, a coercion that the people of Tianwumen could hardly bear permeated the air.

"Clang!" Twice.

Song Xi and the others danced without hesitation.

Meng Ran's face turned pale. The opponent's coercion made him lose control of his aura, and he unconsciously used the Tianwumen's mind method in these two strings to resist the opponent's coercion.And once the mental method is in operation, it is out of control and cannot be stopped.

I want to go down and continue to pluck the strings, but the strings suddenly become tense.

The rhythm must not be chaotic! !

If Song Xi turned to look at Meng Ran at this moment, she would find that her third junior brother's eyes were full of ferocious eyes at this moment.

However, this situation is just that moment.

That is, in this short moment, a huge sword shadow appeared above the Tianwu Gate, stabbing towards the dance formation from the position of the sword repair man.

The aura of this sword shadow can be felt across the dance formation, and the dance formation, which has been well protected by everyone, is easily pierced like soft tofu.The huge sword shadow pierced not only the dance formation, but the sword energy it carried broke through the mask of the dance formation with a gap nearly one person high.

Such a coercion of sword energy, which was close to that of a monk in the golden core period, directly fixed the people of Tianwumen in place.Only Song Xi was still trembling, maintaining the dance moves of the dance team.

If this kind of sword energy completely breaks through the dance formation, let alone the few of them, even Tianwu Peak will probably have a layer of skin peeled off by the sword energy.

Song Xi felt that she was about to die, but she was very unwilling.

He failed to defend Tianwu Peak, and even failed to save the lives of all the juniors and sisters.

Master has worked so hard to raise them and strengthen Tianwumen a little bit. Today, the inheritance of Wumen will be broken here.

"Ah!!!!" Song Xi's unwillingness turned into a roar, bursting out from her chest with deep sorrow.

"Zheng!" Amidst such a mournful roar, Meng Ran gathered the last trace of strength in her body with great perseverance, and finally plucked that string.

A burst of spiritual light burst from Song Xi's body, and turned into a spiritual armor in an instant.Song Xi didn't know where his courage came from. At the moment when the strings sounded, Song Xi, who was wearing a spirit armor, rushed towards the sword shadow.

She could see that the other party was already at the end of its strength, as long as the sword shadow of the other party was blocked, it didn't matter even if she died, at least the younger brothers and sisters had to survive.

"Big sister!!!" Wu Changliu and the others shouted in shock, but they were powerless to stop them.

Meng Ran was startled, the string in his hand "clanged" and broke into two pieces, his chest hurt, his body couldn't help rushing forward, a stream of heat gushed out from his chest along the throat.

There was a huge explosion sound next to his ears, and he could still catch a glimpse of scattered aura outside the door from the corner of his eye.

Before Meng Ran had time to see her situation clearly, a brown figure knocked open the door with a "squeak" and fell to the ground. The momentum continued, and it rolled straight to the foot of the wooden chair where Meng Ran was sitting, before hitting the foot of the chair. , stopped.

Song Xi!

Meng Ran opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound, but a streak of blood overflowed from her tightly pressed lips just now.

Song Xi fell into the door, unconscious, and Wu Changliu and others outside the door also lay on the ground, and no one was awake.

Farther away, the sword repair man was holding his long sword, bent his waist, and spewed out a continuous line of blood, no better than Meng Ran.

As for the sword cultivator woman, although she supported the sword cultivator man, her face was pale and haggard.From this point of view, the quenching light formation was not something that a sword cultivator could accomplish alone.

A dark red mysterious light suddenly flashed from the dark bushes.

Meng Ran could see it, so naturally the two sword repairmen could also notice it.

However, when the mysterious light hit the long sword blocked by the female swordsman, she ignored the long sword and divided it into two parts to avoid it.The expression of the sword cultivator woman was extremely shocked in an instant, before Meng Ran even understood what happened, the sword cultivator woman and the man she was supporting had been cut in half by the mysterious light without a sound.

The blood-stained Xuan Guang spun an arc in the air and flew towards the bushes.

Meng Ran watched a slender man walk out of the bushes with a smug smile on his face.

However, the smile froze just like that, and a hand with metallic luster protruded from the other party's chest.That hand directly pushed the dead body to the ground and withdrew it.

The other party's cold eyes met Meng Ran's, and Meng Ran looked at the other party's eyes. With a light touch of his feet, it turned into a metallic shadow and rushed towards him.

Although the distance was quite far, the unavoidable sense of fear made Meng Ran's body shiver slightly from the cold.

"duang~~~~" A long bell rang out in the night.

"Buzz!"

From the wooden chair Meng Ran was sitting on, a layer of light blue mask quickly emerged, and at the same time, there was also an emerald-colored jade tablet slightly larger than a palm.The transparent color and elegant cloud pattern all show that this jade tablet has an extraordinary origin.

Floating on the jade tablet in front of Meng Ran's eyes, there were three small characters in bright colors: "Tianwumen".

"Hey!" The line of shadows suddenly stopped outside the cornerstone of the collapsed courtyard wall of Tianwumen.

It seems that he can only stop there, and move half a step forward, which is the scope of this layer of light blue mask.

Meng Ran was a little dazed, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to the emerald jade tablet in front of her.