Chapter 117 Hunting·Eunuch

The moment the jade pendant was activated, a terrifying bright light erupted in all directions with the jade pendant as the center point.

In an instant, Ye Chuxiao seemed to see the rolling clouds above the sea of ​​clouds, and the rolling air waves rolling in the sea of ​​clouds, lighting up the night into light.

All the turbidity between heaven and earth seemed to clear up instantly.

The innocent souls of the seven members of the Xie family dissipated like frost under the scorching sun in an instant.

Not only that, even the enemy who was hiding in the dark, without knowing the details or location, was forced to reveal himself in the powerful air waves.

"What a powerful qigong!" At this time, no matter Ye Chuxiao, Yan Po, Lu Baimei, or Erlong, they all sighed from the bottom of their hearts.

Shi Huang, the number one god of the Six Sects, is best at practicing Qi, and his major is also a Qi Practitioner.

For ordinary civilian monks, this is the easiest method to come into contact with and seems to be the easiest to practice. It is just easier first and then more difficult.

A powerful Qi practitioner has the ability to change the world in just one breath.

With just one breath from your chest, you can transform all phenomena in this world.

The highest purpose of a Qi Practitioner is to generate all kinds of magic with one Qi, and to destroy the world with one Qi Practitioner. Qi Practitioners can also be called the ancestors of hundreds of monks. There are many people who have practiced this way, and can truly master it and advance to the level of Shi Huang.

However, it is rare.

The seven grievances of the Xie family had been dispersed. Lu Baimei, Yan Po and Erlong all gathered around the person who showed signs of their appearance.

There is no longer any worries in my heart, so I can't wait to take action.

Even to outsiders, Yan Po and Lu Baimei's persistence seemed hypocritical.

But they don't care what others think, they just have a clear conscience.

Yan Po was the first to attack with his sword.

His speed was extremely fast, and in a flash, the man and the knife had become one body.

When the knife fell, it was like the moonlight above the sky, falling coldly and lonely.

clang!

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing spread in the air.

The sharp sword light swept away, and the two figures each took ten steps back in mid-air.

Yan broke through the air under his feet, pulling out long air traces.

But the unknown enemy stepped in the air, revealing sunken footprints.

"Excellent sword skills! The swordsman Yan Po is truly worthy of his reputation." The man shrouded in a black cloak said.

Yan Po stood still and swung his long sword: "You use a short sword... This is not common."

For monks, if they want long-range attacks, they can use flying swords and magic weapons. If they want melee attacks, they need to practice hard on their physical fitness, swords, and melee combat skills.

Using a dagger as a weapon is suitable for both distance and distance, but because there is no choice, it seems a bit useless.

Only a very small number of people with special status would include daggers as common weapons.

"Master Yan! How about leaving this person to me?" Lu Baimei held a cyan talisman sword and stepped into the air from below.

Under his feet, green lotus flowers were blooming.

Each petal of the lotus is engraved with talismans and dharma lines, and a blue flame blooms.

The talisman sword screamed in his hand, showing that Lu Baimei's heart was not at peace.

Yan Po nodded, holding the knife in both hands, but he did not stay away from the battlefield, always on guard against the escape of the man shrouded in black robes.

The same goes for Erlong. They stood in another direction.

Although he did not directly participate in the battle, he was a threat and created a lot of psychological pressure on the man shrouded in the black cloak.

The sword of talisman was ringing clearly.

More blue lotuses bloomed, and half of the sky seemed to turn into a quiet lotus pond. A gust of wind blew by, causing the lotus flowers to sway and the light and shadow to dance.

Under the light of the stars and the moon, it is even more moving.

Lu Baimei seemed to have made no unnecessary movements, but in fact he had already ignited the surrounding air, vegetation, lake water, and the brilliance of the stars and the moon with his talisman sword.

They condensed into the shape of a lotus, but secretly connected together, transforming the entire Lu Mansion into a closed realm.

The expressionless Lu Baimei was actually angry.

This unknown enemy took advantage of his guilt towards the seven members of the Xie family and severely tore open the wounds in his soul.

He must fight back.

On the other side, a man holding a short sword and covered in a black cloak also created a powerful momentum.

He was absorbing the vast energy between heaven and earth. Such movements even attracted the attention of many powerful people in Shenjing City.

Obviously, he wanted to muddy the waters and take the opportunity to escape.

Of course, before that, he must first withstand the pressure exerted by Lu Baimei.

The majestic and vast energy turned into boundless sword energy in the hands of the man shrouded in black robes.

The sword energy condensed and actually turned into a blue lake under the clusters of lotus flowers. The lake water reflected the starlight and the color of the lotus, as if a beautiful picture had been moved directly to the sky.

There is no sign...or in other words, we are in a fierce game and confrontation at any time.

The scene of the lotus pond, stars and moon reflected in the mid-air exploded like this.

The sword energy collided and interacted fiercely with the illuminated light, air, and vegetation.

Boom!

Waves of huge waves rippled back and forth in mid-air.

This huge wave gradually turned into the water flowing eastward. For a time, the broken flowers and fallen leaves fell into pieces in the water flowing eastward. Along the rolling river, they turned into endless sword energy and energy, impacting Lu Mansion.

The formations and defenses that have been raised.

Yan Po casually swung his sword and chopped up all the Qi Jin that was plundering in all directions.

The two dragons held the formation. Although they were not familiar with Lu Mansion's defensive formations, they were all masters of formations. They only needed to find the key nodes and help suppress the energy chaos.

The man shrouded in the cloak of black hands, seeing that the strategy of taking advantage of the situation was unsuccessful, actually took out a bright yellow scroll from his arms.

The scroll unfolded, and the shadow of the emperor wearing a dragon robe emerged from it.

The shadow of the Son of Heaven held the Juntian Sword and swung the sword down, as if thousands of stars were shaking and falling.

In such a fierce confrontation, Ye Chuxiao, as a mere wonder, could only dodge in all directions to prevent being hit by the scattered aftermath of the battle.

The majestic death energy surrounded him.

If it weren't for the passive effect of the Eternal Life Sword, Ye Chuxiao might have been forced to 'resurrect from the dead' several times because of being involved in the aftermath of the battlefield.

"Is this a battle at the artistic conception level?"

"It's really scary!"

"Every one of them is like a moving natural disaster."

Of course, this was not the first time that Ye Chuxiao saw the Yi Jing monk take action.

But in the past few times, either I saw the artistic conception monk take action under special circumstances, or the relationship between realms was unequal, or one side's home field advantage was too obvious, and it was simply suppressed throughout the process.

This is the first time I have witnessed a completely evenly matched artistic conception.

Although being around the core of the battlefield is indeed dangerous.

However, the benefits obtained are also very obvious.

At least in just a few minutes, Ye Chuxiao had acquired more than a dozen Dao Yun auras.

"Holy Scroll! Are you from the palace?" Lu Baimei looked at the man shrouded in a black cloak, guessing the identity behind him.

Unknowingly, the green lotuses that were surrounding me were no longer aggressive.

He has scruples and can't let go.

The shadow of the emperor wielded the Juntian Sword, slashing at Lu Mansion's defensive formation.

The tearing sword light pulled out bright firelights on the shaking formation diaphragm.

The servants and guards of Lu Mansion were implicated one after another and suffered heavy losses.

Lu Baimei came back to her senses, let go of the talisman sword in her hand, and pushed it with one hand.

The talisman sword in his hand immediately turned into immeasurable rays of light, entwining towards the shadow of the Son of Heaven.

The shadow of the emperor tore into the glow, and the splashes of rainbow color were scattered in the Lu Mansion like thousands of streams of light, reflecting the dreamy color here.

But beneath this dream, there is infinite danger and murderous intent.

Lu Baimei was distracted from his attention. He rolled up his long sleeves and swept out three thousand pure Qi, turning it into a Qi wall to protect the people in the mansion who were in danger of life and death.

As a result, he gradually fell into a disadvantage in his home field.

The fierce collision of energy triggered Lu Baimei's old injury. His five internal organs were involved and painful, and he could not help but cough up a few mouthfuls of blood.
To be continued...