Huangxiu

Chapter 486 Dancing Together
Just like twelve white butterflies, dancing gracefully, the sword light flickered lightly, appearing and disappearing.

“Hey, that’s interesting!”

The four middle-aged men in green robes faced the siege of twelve girls with smiles and expressions of appreciation.

I think these twelve girls are beautiful in appearance and graceful in posture.

It's like enjoying singing and dancing.

They drew their swords to meet the attack, their sword techniques were sharp and sinister, and their power was astonishing.

The sword contains amazing aura, and when it collides with something, it makes a "bang bang" sound.

Strong winds blew in all directions, crushing the pebbles on the ground.

"Which sect do you belong to?" asked the square-faced middle-aged man among the four.

They easily avoided the women's swords, and the sword light could not trap them.

"..." None of the twelve girls answered, and the sword light became lighter and lighter.

"There are so many beauties, could they be from Yaoyue Palace? Haha..." The square-faced middle-aged man laughed happily.

It felt like I had told a big joke.

"It's the Yaoyue Palace!" said Ding Zhenlong.

"Yaoyue Palace!?" The square-faced middle-aged man's smile froze, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it really Yaoyue Palace?"

Meng Xiaoyue snorted and said, "Who is pretending to be a disciple of the Moon Palace?"

The smile on the square-faced middle-aged man's face froze and he opened his mouth.

The four of them looked at each other and immediately thought of running away.

The women in Yaoyue Palace are too fierce. If you get entangled with them, you will get into endless trouble. It is better to avoid them.

As soon as this thought came to their mind, their sword lights suddenly became stronger and more violent.

He wanted to force the women to retreat, thus giving himself a chance to escape.

"Hey." The square-faced middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "We have no grudges against Yaoyue Palace in the past or today, so there is no need to do this."

"The evil sect's demon must be killed by everyone!" said a young girl in white calmly.

"Anyone can kill him!" The other eleven girls in white echoed in unison.

They hate the evil sect so much that they will never let it go if they see it.

“Hey, then let’s fight and see who dies!” The square-faced middle-aged man sneered and said no more.

They originally had the idea of ​​devouring all the women, otherwise they would not have come straight here.

Although they seem troublesome now, I don’t really take them seriously and feel that the threat is limited.

After Ding Zhenlong realized that his foot affected the operation of the formation, he paid special attention to his feet and gritted his teeth to endure the dull pain from his foot injury.

The operation of the formation was improved again.

The surging sword lights of the four of them could not change their situation.

It was like being stuck in a quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper, and the harder I struggled, the deeper I sank.

In the blink of an eye, the sword lights of the four people had become dim.

This made them realize something was wrong. The sword light became stronger, but no matter how strong it was, they still couldn't escape from the sword formation.

"Old Gu, Old Zhang, Old Xu, don't hold back any more, just fight!"

"Well, let's fight!"

"Fight!"

As they talked, there were muffled "bang bang" sounds all over their bodies, as if they had grown bigger.

The skin quickly becomes loose, as if you have aged ten years in the blink of an eye.

Shen Hanyue turned her head and looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "It is the Light Burning Technique, exchanging essence and blood for strength."

"Lamp Burning Technique..." Shen Hanyue snorted, "Burning blood essence doesn't mean that they don't have to pay a price and can just swallow other people's blood essence to replenish it!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "They devoured the essence and blood, but it did not transform into essence and blood, but into cultivation."

"So, it's hard to make up for the blood and energy they burned?"

"Disaster."

"Very good." Shen Hanyue snorted, "Let them die of exhaustion!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "It's not that easy. This secret technique is still extremely powerful."

As they spoke, the sword lights of the four of them grew brighter and brighter, ready to break through the restraints of the twelve women.

Shen Hanyue bit her red lips and turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Wait and see."

Xiao Ruoling said softly: "Junior Sister Shen, calm down and don't be anxious."

Shen Hanyue was so concerned that she was confused. Once she saw the disciples of Yaoyue Palace fighting with others, she wished she could take their place and fight herself.

He knew that this was wrong, but he couldn't overcome it because he cared too much about the disciples of Yaoyue Palace.

She had only her mother to rely on since she was a child, and she longed for and cherished the affection and love of her family. Yaoyue Palace made her feel at home.

She cherishes every disciple of Yaoyue Palace very much and cannot bear to see any disciple of Yaoyue Palace suffer or even get hurt.

Seeing that the sword formation of the twelve women could not suppress the sword power of the four middle-aged men in green robes, he became extremely anxious and wanted to go forward to help.

She knew that in this situation, if she stepped forward, she would only make things more troublesome and disrupt the sword formation, which would cause her to lose her composure.

So I put my hopes on Chu Zhiyuan.

In her mind, Chu Zhiyuan is almost omnipotent.

"Is it really okay?" Shen Hanyue asked hurriedly.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "We are all here. If there is any problem, I will take action."

"That's good..." Shen Hanyue relaxed and said, "Have you ever practiced the Lighting Technique, my prince?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I just have some understanding, but I haven't practiced it."

"You don't need this secret technique." Shen Hanyue said, "You force others to use this secret technique."

"That's wrong," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "My opponents usually don't have the chance to perform this technique."

"That's right," Shen Hanyue agreed, "Then do you still want to continue practicing swordsmanship? You don't need to practice swordsmanship anymore after becoming a grandmaster, right?"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "The sword technique is full of mysteries and cannot be given up."

Shen Hanyue looked at Qu Ying: "After reaching the Grandmaster level, are they still practicing swordsmanship in Feitian Sect?"

Qu Ying said: "Saintess, when we reach the Grandmaster level, we must seal our swords."

She looked at Chu Zhiyuan curiously.

I don’t understand why Chu Zhiyuan, who has reached the level of Grandmaster, still wants to look at the swords of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

The ones who practice swordsmanship most diligently are those at the Innate Realm and Grandmaster Realm. Once one reaches the Grandmaster Realm, there is no need to practice swordsmanship anymore.

Mental power is a more powerful means than the sword. Once mental power is exerted, it is better than thousands of swords.

No matter how powerful a grandmaster's swordsmanship is, he still needs to rely on mental strength.

Whether fighting with other grandmasters or masters at the grandmaster level or below, mental power is the first choice.

If one's mental strength is weak, no matter how powerful one's swordsmanship is, one will not be able to hit the opponent.

With strong mental strength, he can hurt the opponent even without any sword skills.

So she was completely puzzled as to why Chu Zhiyuan still wanted to study swordsmanship.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "The art of swordsmanship is profound and worthy of further study."

Qu Ying's eyes flickered, as if she was thinking about something.

Shao Feng said: "The sword technique of our sect also stops at the master level."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Swordsmanship is also worth studying in depth."

Shao Feng couldn't help but laugh.

Chu Zhiyuan also laughed.

What I said was just flirting with a blind man, it was really unnecessary.

"Chucky!"

With a light whistle, the sword lights of the twelve girls in white suddenly merged into one, forming a white light that submerged the four middle-aged men in green robes.

Shen Hanyue was immediately amazed.

This is the peak state of the Psionic Butterfly Sword Formation: Psionic Butterflies Dancing Together.

All the Psylockes danced their wings in the same rhythm, triggering a magical power.

The white light then dimmed and disappeared.

The twelve girls in white gracefully separated and landed behind Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue.

Four middle-aged men in green robes stood there in a daze, their eyes filled with astonishment and confusion.

It seemed impossible to understand what was happening.

"Chi chi chi chi..."

Wounds appeared all over their bodies, and blood spurted out, instantly dyeing them red.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded with satisfaction.

This sword formation finally entered the state of Samadhi.

"Good!" Shen Hanyue clapped his hands in praise.

The twelve girls in white also had their eyes shining with excitement.

The Spirit Butterfly Sword Formation was finally practiced to perfection. More than ten years of hard work finally bore fruit today.

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be thinking about something.

The Moonlight Blade in his mind was trembling slightly, and the rhythm was similar to that of the Spirit Butterfly Sword Formation.

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(End of this chapter)