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Chapter 1,299 You’re so cute, it’s so easy to leave!(2/3)

The swords in the sky crisscrossed each other, outlining a majestic sword map that was ancient, distant, and powerful.

It is clear that the momentum this time is even worse than the previous one!

"This sword picture..."

At this moment, the Yunlun Mountains trialists already felt that something was wrong.

How is it that a poor bandit is on the run and a powerful enemy is chasing him?

But then I thought about it, this was too ridiculous!

One of the Seven Sword Immortals, Rao Yaoyao, who has been canonized, has become a "poor bandit"?

Isn't this funny?

"The Secret Formation of Sword Dao..."

On Pixiu Mountain, Su Qianqian was holding a fierce black broad sword in her arms, staring at the sky in a daze, with a look of shock on her face.

"Little Junior Sister, are you mistaken? It's obvious..." Gu Qingsan was also in a daze. As he spoke, Gulu swallowed his saliva.

"Third Senior Brother, if it's not, what is it?"

"I didn't say it wasn't..." Gu Qingsan trembled, "It's clearly, clearly it is!"

The conversation between the two ancient sword cultivators was spread from one person to another, and it was immediately spread to everyone in the Xu Gang on the top of Pixiu Mountain.

Even Jiang Xian, who wanted to escape from the trial in the royal city but was finally caught by the Xu Gang and imprisoned in a cage, knew that this was the power of the secret.

But what about the power of mystery?

You, the ants, have never seen a real half-saint take action!

Jiang Xian was trapped in the cage, feeling full of humiliation, but he was thinking in his heart, if Jiang Buyi, the half-saint of our clan, took action and turned his palms to form clouds and turned his palms to rain, he could crush such a so-called secret formation of swordsmanship with one finger. picture.

"The secret of swordsmanship, the second realm... is not good!"

Completely different from the ignorant Jiang, Mr. Yu has seen the secret formation diagram of swordsmanship.

The mystical power of the ancient sword cultivator is very different from that of the spiritual refiner.

Appearing with a formation diagram must be the second level of a certain swordsmanship.

It seems like someone is really hunting Rao Yaoyao?

But……

how could it be possible?

How could anyone dare!

The turbulence in my heart has not yet been completely relieved, but I heard that Jiutian was spinning and unfolding along with the mystical formation, and there was a sound that was neither sad nor happy:

"Swordsmanship is famous, and it's called the heart..."

"The way of the heart, there is no God, no Buddha, no lawlessness!"

Heart swordsmanship?

Yu Laotong's hole was enlarged, and when he turned around, the holy power enveloped Yu Zhiwen and sent him back first.

"You leave the battlefield first!"

"Grandpa Fish——"

Yu Zhiwen was so anxious that he stretched out his hand to resist, but was unable to resist such holy power.

She still had nothing to say.

This voice sounded high to everyone, like a god.

But she felt extremely friendly, it was clearly Xu Xiaoshou's voice, and even though the smell was disguised as cold, Yu Zhiwen could tell it as soon as she heard it.

Xu Xiaoshou, is he chasing Rao Yaoyao?

There must be something weird in this. I have to be there, maybe...

"Buzz!"

When the Nine Heavens Sword Dao Secret Formation was revealed, Yu Zhiwen had already been teleported to the edge of the Yunlun Mountains.

She gritted her teeth, and the divine starlight surged around her body. She stepped out with her foot, the starlight connected with her, and then stepped into the battlefield.

Falling reds are flying, and the fragrance of plum blossoms is coming.

As soon as he entered the scene, outside the Void Island, under the sword diagram, a little invisible regret was forced out with the falling red plums.

Raoyaoyao can no longer hide!

She knew that everyone was paying attention to her at this moment, so naturally she felt ashamed and angry, and she didn't dare to say anything.

But Xu Xiaoshou didn't even give her the slightest chance. He chased her out and wanted to kill her.

How could he!

How did he achieve the second level of mind swordsmanship?

At this moment, no matter how embarrassed or angry, Rao Yaoyao had no choice but to use all his strength to shout such a shameful cry under the gaze of everyone:

"Old Yu, save me!

!”

She couldn't stop shouting.

If she didn't cry out, the sacrifice of the Star and Moon Singer would have been in vain.

If she didn't scream, her life would really be lost. Her life was at stake, so Rao Yaoyao put down her pride in tears.

Perhaps such setbacks can create a stronger self...

This shout, just as Rao Yaoyao thought, really caused the entire Yunlun Mountains to burst into uproar.

"What?"

"Rao Yaoyao is calling for help?"

"Oh my God, she didn't retire after her success, but returned without success and was hunted down?"

"That's impossible. That's the Seven Swordsmen. The person chasing her must be so strong..."

"Heart Sword Art? I remember the second level of Heart Sword Art, the Seven Swords Fairy Plum Jiren Society. Is this Mr. Jiren? But his voice is not so young?"

"So familiar! Such a familiar voice..."

All those who have witnessed the night battle in the royal city, thinking about it now, feel the familiarity of this voice.

Suddenly, a very inconspicuous figure popped into their minds.

But how can such a ridiculous figure be compared with the voice that is as cold as a god in the sky at this moment?

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

"Shut up! You are blaspheming! Although I think so too..."

"That's him, right?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Brother Little Beast..."

On Pixiu Mountain, the crowd was furious, but they were suppressed by Su Qianqian's absent-minded murmur.

Xu Xiaoshou?!

Is it really him?!

At this moment, knowing that the new heir of the Burial Sword Tomb and the Saint Slave Xu Xiaoshou were related, each of them opened their mouths wide and were stunned.

"Ah? Xu Xiaoshou?" Xu Xiaoji looked at the Gaotian Sword Picture, dumbfounded.

Mu Xiaogong, who was wearing a red dress next to him, covered his mouth and chuckled, but his eyes couldn't hide the surprise, "Brother, it looks like it's really him..."

boom!

When the kendo mysteries array diagram that had already been formed but only half of it emerged from the space, the spirits of all those watching were shaken, as if they had fallen into an abyss.

They entered a spiritual kingdom of Mo Lake, where there was nothing and everything was still in a state of chaos.

“Yu Lao! Yu Lao!

"

Rao Yaoyao panicked, completely panicked.

She felt that she had been locked. If she still had the sword in her body and her physical body, she could use the mountains and seas to resist a wave of force.

But her soul had already been shattered under the finger of disillusionment, and her body was extinguished by the power of the Holy Emperor.

With a trace of regret, I can only wait for death and can do nothing!

In the black space crack, above half of the sword's secret array, a dark and arrogant illusory figure finally emerged wrapped in demonic energy.

He lowered his head and tilted his head, slightly squinting his eyes, mentioning the hidden pain. His fingertips brushed the sword body, and the sword body really convulsed, and plum blossoms flew on it, and then disappeared.
To be continued...
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