My teacher is a bit strong

"Qiangqiang-"

There was a sharp sound of drawing swords out of their sheaths, but the dozen or so elders of the Cangjian Pavilion present had already summoned their natal flying swords: "Design!"

"Ah."

A sneer full of contempt sounded.

The voice was not very loud, but it gave everyone present a subconscious illusion, as if the person who sneered was right beside them.

Yu Cheng looked cold and raised his head suddenly.

It was only then that he discovered that the black smoke column that broke through the pressure of his sword had actually gathered into a dark cloud above everyone's heads without his being aware of it.Moreover, this dark cloud is still rapidly spreading at an alarming speed, and it continuously emits a strange aura that is extremely difficult to detect.

Yu Cheng has not yet figured out the specific harmfulness of this breath. The only thing he can know is that this breath will amplify a certain state of mind of a monk, thereby misleading or distorting a monk's perception—it is precisely because of this that he Will not notice the expansion of this dark cloud, but in a state of excitement.But what is a little weird is that once this point is discovered, all the distorted and misguided perception abilities will recover instantly.

Magic thoughts!

Yu Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

At this moment, a thunderbolt flashed through his mind, and some memory information that seemed to be covered by a seal was quickly recalled by him.

"How dare you!"

Yu Cheng was furious. At the moment, he only had a feeling of being humiliated—that he had been tricked unconsciously.

The next moment, the surrounding scenery changed abruptly, and the place where the people were was turned into a peak. The surroundings were no longer surrounded by mountains and forests, but a continuous sea of ​​trees, as if they were overlooking the mountain at this time. A view of a mountain range.

Undoubtedly, this is the small world developed by Yu Cheng.

"So your sword intent is arrogance." Shi Lezhi chuckled, "Didn't your master teach you that?"

"What?" Yu Cheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"As a sword cultivator, the most important thing is to calm your mind." Shi Lezhi shook his head lightly, "But your heart is full of flaws...why do you have a kind of anger at this moment? How do you feel?"

Yu Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

He finally realized what the problem was.

From the moment Shi Lezhi's black smoke column soared into the sky, he had already been tricked!

All his judgments are based on the state of mind affected by the evil thoughts.

The flying swords of more than a dozen elders of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion below have all rushed to Shi Lezhi's side.

The cultivation bases of these elders are basically in the fairyland, and only a few of them, including Nalande, can be regarded as the half-step foundation.

In the view of Hidden Sword Pavilion, the Sword Cleansing Pond is just a secret realm that can only accommodate monks below the Earth Immortal Realm at most. It has always been used by them to temper and wash flying swords for junior disciples. It seems that there will be casualties, and it is impossible for anything to happen, so only one elder from the Earth Fairyland has been assigned to be in charge.

After receiving the news of the accident in Xijianchi this time, Cangjian Pavilion dispatched Cheng Cheng, an elder who was stronger than the peak of the ordinary Dao base realm, and thirteen elders from the earth fairyland and half-step dao base realm, It is already quite grand.

But at this moment, Yu Cheng felt an inexplicable chill.

He hadn't felt this kind of palpitation for thousands of years.

Shi Lezhi raised his hand to caress the air.

But there is a ripple slowly swaying.

Strands of black air spread rapidly, and then quickly condensed into black flying swords.

Shi Lezhi didn't give anyone a chance to react at all - almost at the moment when the black flying swords condensed into shape, she had already controlled all the flying swords and rushed towards the thirteen flying swords controlled by the elders of different hidden sword pavilions .

The first flying sword slammed into the flying swords controlled by the elders of the Hidden Sword Pavilion with the forceful collision of the tip of the sword, and was then shredded by the strong sword intent wrapped around these flying swords, turning them into pieces. Make a black mist.

But almost the moment the first flying sword was smashed into black mist, the second flying sword hit it again, then the third, and the fourth...

It wasn't until the seventh black flying sword was also smashed into black mist that the sprinting speed of these flying swords was finally slowed down.

But at this time, no one noticed that two-thirds of the body of the Flying Flying Sword controlled by the thirteen elders of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was already covered by the black mist.

The corner of Shi Lezhi's mouth was raised slightly, and the five fingers of his right hand twitched extremely nimbly.

"Not good!" In the sky, Yu Cheng's expression suddenly changed.

The golden flying sword fell suddenly, and with the addition of the momentum of piercing through the air, the terrifying coercion that made everyone feel breathless before reappeared.

"It's none of your business." Shi Lezhi looked up at the falling golden flying sword, and then his eyes fell on Yu Cheng, "You are worthless."

"Roar--"

A dragon roar suddenly sounded.

In the air, a black dragon appeared out of thin air.

Different from the divine dragon controlled by Shi Lezhi in the past, which was condensed from sword energy, this black divine dragon is formed from the purest sword intent mixed with magic thoughts, evil intentions and sword energy. Shenlong, this black Shenlong appears to be more spiritual, and also more thorny and difficult to deal with.

It slammed into the golden flying sword without hesitation.

However, the expected image of the black dragon being torn apart by the golden flying sword did not appear. Instead, the momentum engulfed by the golden flying sword was constantly being consumed by the black dragon's siege—the endless Evil intentions and demonic thoughts kept impacting on that terrifying aura of destruction, and the collision and cancellation of the two caused a momentum shock in the midair that was hard to see directly.

The black dragon couldn't do anything to this golden flying sword, and even under the impact of the golden flying sword, the black dragon continuously burst out sparks and flames, and its figure was shrinking continuously.But relying on this golden flying sword to truly complete the feat of "slaying the dragon", it may be impossible to tell the winner in a short while.

And this situation was not what Yu Cheng wanted.

He found that from the moment the black column of smoke shot up from Shi Lezhi's body, he had been led by the nose all the time.

But at this moment, he really couldn't think of a way to break the situation.

and many more!

Yu Cheng was taken aback for a moment: Why did I want to find a way to break the situation?

He looked down at Shi Lezhi, his face flushed, and the breath in his body was disordered for a moment: he really shouldn't easily generate anger, but being provoked by Shi Lezhi's words, he really doubted the root of his anger, so As for his thoughts being completely diverted, ignoring the small world that has been unfolded by him at this moment.

The snowflakes falling all over the sky, the icy cold wind, the peaks, and the sea of ​​trees all disappeared suddenly.

The surrounding scenery has once again returned to the original scenery outside the Sword Washing Pond.

"I just realized it now, it's too late." Shi Lezhi laughed.

As she clenched the five fingers of her right hand, the black mist that spread out was suddenly absorbed, completely enveloping the thirteen flying swords like a black cocoon.

The thirteen elders of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion spat out a mouthful of blood.

The connection between them and their natal flying sword was unknowingly broken by corrosion.

The thirteen black cocoons fused together and turned into a larger cocoon, which was 1.3 meters high and four or so in height.

And Shi Lezhi also wiped from the center of his brow, and then threw out a purple brilliance.

The purple light was fleeting, and it was completely integrated into the black cocoon.

The next moment, the black cocoon emitted colorful luster.

"What are you trying to do!"

"It's a rare opportunity." Shi Lezhi smiled casually, "Spiritual wisdom is enough, but other aspects are still lacking. I just have ready-made materials, so I don't need them for nothing... I am very thrifty, and I don't want to waste it. "

"you……"

Yu Cheng hurriedly glanced at the thirteen elders of the Cangjian Pavilion who followed him, half of them were his confidantes trained, although none of them had joined the League of Immortals yet, these people were all from the future of the League of Immortals An indispensable force for fighting for the right to speak in Cangjiange.

But now!

The fate of the flying sword was destroyed, and the thirteen elders were not just as simple as their futures being ruined.

Because the cultivation method of Cangjian Pavilion is quite special, it is different from the concept of "using people to control the sword" of ordinary sword cultivators. It can be said that more than two-thirds of the disciples of Cangjian Pavilion are trained on flying swords. A value similar to a scabbard.

Therefore, the destruction of the Flying Sword of Fate is equivalent to cutting off half of the lives of the disciples of the Cangjian Pavilion. Maybe the thirteen elders will die suddenly on the spot.

"Devil, die!" Yu Cheng roared angrily, and his whole body suddenly swooped down.

The golden flying sword broke free from the entanglement of the black dragon, turned into a golden streamer and flew back to Yu Cheng's hand.

When the golden flying sword fell into Yu Cheng's hands, his demeanor changed suddenly.

Although he no longer had the aura of destroying heaven and earth as before, but the terrifying power of a world-shattering earth-shattering has become more real.

Between heaven and earth, Juefeng, which had disappeared before, reappeared again.

On Yu Cheng's face, there was a look of determination that put life and death aside.

Shi Lezhi, who had always been relaxed, now showed a solemn expression for the first time.

She glanced sideways at the big cocoon whose luster was gradually becoming brighter, and then sighed imperceptibly: "Oh, maybe this is... mother's love."

Shi Lezhi did not recall the butcher.

Instead, he jumped up and turned into a stream of black light, rushing towards Yu Cheng.

But the one who made the move earlier than Shi Lezhi was the black dragon who had been entangled with the golden flying sword before.

Only this time, the black divine dragon was torn apart by the golden light formed by Yu Cheng who was united with human and sword—the whole black divine dragon turned into the purest devilish energy the moment it hit Yu Cheng. It no longer looks like a dragon.And the golden sword flower, like the sun is enough to melt the snow, completely melted this black devil energy.

Afterwards, Yu Cheng and Shi Lezhi bumped into each other fiercely.

All I could hear was a crashing sound.

The sword cultivators present, those disciples with weaker cultivation bases, couldn't adapt at all, and were immediately shocked to death by the momentum that was blown away by the impact.

As for those with stronger cultivation bases, they are basically shocked and dazzled by the shock of momentum-the disciples in the natal realm basically pass out, and only a very small number of them are strong enough to not completely pass out, but the situation It's not good either.

But what really made Yu Cheng unacceptable was that two of the thirteen elders of the Cangjian Pavilion who had only half their lives left died in the shock wave.

Shi Lezhi was at a disadvantage in this confrontation.

So after the collision, she fell directly from midair to the ground, smashing the ground into a pit.

The dark clouds in the sky were also shaken away a little, actually becoming thinner.

Su Anran's body spat out a mouthful of blood, and several tiny cracks appeared on her body like ceramics.

And Yu Cheng's situation is definitely not easy.

He shook his head, expelling the sense of chaos from his Shenhai consciousness, and looked at Shi Lezhi who was lying in the pit with awe-inspiring eyes.

There was a trace of fear in his heart.

Before this fight, even if he was disturbed by the evil thoughts before, he didn't really take Shi Lezhi seriously, because he didn't think that the half-way spirit who had just escaped from the trap would have the power to confront him strength.Even in his opinion, Shi Lezhi should be strangled by the thirteen elders of Cangjian Pavilion, even Su Anran, who was possessed by him, would never survive.

But I never thought that it would be the result now.

What's more, Shi Lezhi's displayed strength is no longer inferior to his own.

Yu Cheng didn't dare to hesitate any more.

He had already heard from his master about the true strength of this devil before he was alive, so he was afraid, afraid that if the other party continued to recover like this, his strength would eventually surpass his own.So at this time, we should take advantage of the fact that the demon's strength has not really recovered, and kill him completely, so as to avoid future troubles forever!

As for Su Anran's death, it's just incidental now.

"Devil, die!" Yu Cheng's voice was calm, without the previous excitement.

But the more bland it is, the more murderous he is.

The golden sword light fell from the sky again, attacking Shi Lezhi.

But looking at the falling golden sword, Shi Lezhi laughed again.

She said slowly: "You know..."

Chapter 441 It's a pity you can't see it anymore

"do you know?"

Looking at the golden sword flower that was once again engulfed in shocking power, Shi Lezhi smiled quite happily: "Above the Taoist treasure, what is it?"

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Yu Chenghun didn't care, and didn't even think about it at all.

As long as he doesn't think wildly, the magic thoughts can't affect him.

It could even be said that Yu Cheng, who only wanted to kill Shi Lezhi at this time, was actually using his special ability to amplify his emotions with his magic thoughts.

"die!"

The golden sword flower is even more violent.

"boom--"

But at this moment, there was a bang.

The big cocoon exuding colorful colors suddenly burst, and a smear of purple brilliance shot up into the sky.

Yu Cheng naturally noticed this aura.