Chapter 725

Just then, a loud drink came out!

A giant sword with a length of 100 feet suddenly appeared above Zhao Jian and Mu Yi, pointed directly at the sky, and then chopped down with an unspeakable sense of the sword.

The disciples of both sides who were a little closer to them were frightened by the abundant spirit pressure, so they stopped fighting and looked towards the middle.

Boom!

A loud thunder burst out after the shadow of the giant sword fell, and a round of two-color scorching sun flashed one after another. Bursts of violent spatial fluctuations came out in the roar, and a gust of wind like airflow rolled away in all directions.

At this time, the two figures flashed on both sides.

It was Zhao Jian and Mu Yi.

At the moment, both of them look a little embarrassed. Their clothes are more damaged, and there are a lot of injuries and blood everywhere.

"Is that the legendary wind chasing cloud chasing sword? What a disappointment! " With a sneer, Zhao Jian suddenly lit a hot white flame and spread to the whole halberd.

"You want to die!" Mu Yi roared, but a strange color flashed in his eyes. His body suddenly shot out, and he was even separated from the battlefield.

Zhao Jian frowned and was about to pursue.

At this moment, in the distant sky, a black spot came here very quickly. Zhao Jian looked there and his face changed greatly.

The black spot came close in a moment, but it was a huge white warship, tens of feet long. The front end of the warship was extremely sharp, like a huge sword cutting through the starry sky.

On both sides of the warship are dozens of black muzzles, emitting black light full of ferocity.

"No, get out! It's the Changfeng warship of the cloud chasing sword sect! " Zhao Jian's eyes coagulated and shouted loudly.

Hearing the words, the disciples of Qinglan holy land who were fighting fiercely looked up and saw the huge warships in the sky. Their faces changed. They immediately stopped pestering with the people of cloud chasing sword sect and shot out.

The people of cloud chasing sword sect did not stop. At this moment, the light of warships in the sky was shining, the white light flashed in the black holes on both sides, and dozens of white light pillars flew out and fell among the crowd in Qinglan holy land.

Suddenly, a terrible cry came out. Anyone who was hit by the light column was immediately seriously injured, or even directly exploded to death.

"Separate evacuation!"

After several rounds of bombardment by warships, more than half of the Qinglan disciples lost. Finally, less than 20 people escaped and fled in all directions.

The disciples of Zhuyun sword sect immediately chased after them and wanted to kill them all.

At this moment, the figure flashed and Zhao Jian stood in front of the disciples of Zhuyun sword sect. The halberd swept out of his hand, and a circle of gray light gushed out like a tide. Several disciples of Zhuyun sword sect were shocked and blood gushed from his mouth.

"Kill this man!"

The disciples of cloud chasing sword sect came one after another, roaring and flying. Dozens of sword lights gathered into a huge torrent and beheaded Zhao Jian.

With a flash of light in Zhao Jian's eyes and a loud drink, he showed black-and-white light, forming a black-and-white mask to block the torrent of sword light.

His body was shocked, a layer of blood light appeared on his face, and the black-and-white light mask trembled violently, as if it would break immediately.

"Senior brother Zhao Jian, let me help you!" As soon as the figure blossomed, a figure flew and landed next to Zhao Jian, but it was a man with a round face and a green robe.

But when he saw the decision in his hand, he also burst out a large black-and-white light, forming a light column, which was integrated into the black-and-white light mask on Zhao Jian's head.

The black-and-white hood stabilized immediately.

They looked at each other and drank loudly at the same time. The black-and-white light mask was full of light, and then burst, shaking all the dozens of swords on it.

"Go!"

Their faces were white, and their bodies flew out, turned into two electric lights, flew away in the distance, and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

Mu Yi watched them flee away, sneered, didn't catch up, and flew towards the warship.

On a mountain more than ten thousand miles away from the battlefield, two escape lights flew from a distance and landed on a cliff. The escape light converged, showing the figure of Zhao Jian and the round faced youth.

Both of them were pale. As soon as Fang landed, he gasped and took the pill.

"Those people didn't come." Zhao Jian glanced at the rear and said.

The round faced young man was also relieved.

"Younger martial brother Yu, thank you for your help this time, otherwise I won't be so easy to escape from heaven this time." Zhao Jian looked at the round faced youth and said.

"Where, elder martial brother Zhao Jian, it's really admirable that you are willing to retreat behind the hall in order to cover your fellow disciples." Said the round faced youth.

Zhao Jian smiled and was about to say something. Suddenly his face changed and looked behind the round faced youth.

"Who?" He snapped.

As soon as the round faced youth's face changed, he turned around like lightning, and there was no one behind him. He was stunned.

Poof!

A halberd protruded from his chest and blood poured out.

"Zhao Jian... You..." the round faced young man spewed a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his heart was pierced. He had no strength all over and turned around hard.

"Younger martial brother Yu, don't blame me. If you blame me, you can only blame you for practicing the nine turn Xuangong, and you have also practiced the fifth turn! This mysterious skill can only be practiced by me! " Zhao Jian showed a grim smile on his face. Holding the halberd, his palm flashed white, lit a white flame, and soon spread to the round faced youth along the halberd.

The round faced youth opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but his whole body was soon shrouded in white flame. After a few breaths, it turned into ashes and dispersed.

Zhao Jian turned his hands expressionless, put away the halberd, turned his body into a light and flew in one direction.

……

Half a day later, night fell.

Somewhere in a mountain range on the planet, a hidden light appeared in the distance. It came very fast and fell on a mountain peak. A figure appeared. It was Zhao Jian.

He looked around, frowning slightly.

At this moment, the void behind him flashed, and a vague figure emerged.

This man is tall. At the moment, his face is a little blurred in the night. He can only see that he is wearing a suit of armor and exudes a powerful and incomparable breath.

"Elder Pilu." Seeing this man, Zhao Jian immediately showed a respectful look on his face and bowed.

"How are things going?" The blurred figure said, hoarse and ugly, as if metal were rubbing.

"Most of the Qinglan disciples were killed and injured this time. The news came back to the Qinglan holy land. The elders in the door will certainly not give up. The next batch of reinforcements will arrive soon." Zhao Jian said.

"Well, you did a good job." Said the blurred figure.

Zhao Jian's face was slightly happy.

"It's just that you couldn't find the corpse of Zaitai in the secret territory of Kunlun. Your father was very disappointed." The blurred figure spoke again.

"Yes, it was my negligence." Zhao Jian's face changed and whispered.

"Although your excellency didn't say anything about this, he is about to leave the customs, and there can be no difference in all aspects. You know, your highness and I have great expectations for you. " Said the blurred figure.

"Yes, Zhao Jian will live up to his mission!" Zhao Jian solemnly agreed.

"Good! You must also pay attention to Xuangong. If you are in trouble, you can come to me at any time. This water dragon inverse scale is given by your majesty. Take it. " As the vague figure said, with one hand, a blue light flew out of Zhao Jian's body and hung in front of Zhao Jian.

Zhao Jian stared at a blue scale in the blue light package in front of him, and his face showed great joy.

……

A mysterious force began to promote the wars in all parts of the Miyang star region. The struggle among the three holy places escalated rapidly, and the whole Miyang star region gradually fell into an unprecedented great chaos.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the side hall of Baoyue palace.

Shi Mu's body as like as two peas in the sky stood on a huge pit. His black mist was surging, and his figure suddenly increased two times. Another side of his neck appeared the same skull.

On his side, the black fog rolled, and four strong arms poked out.

"Yes, it's a golden pill at last. Come on, let me try your skill. " On the other side, Shi mu, standing in the air, said happily.

At the moment, there is no doubt that he has a breath of the later stage of heaven.

The incarnation outside the body answered, and the four fists danced together and pounded towards Shi mu.

The black light surged on his four fists, and the black fog entrenched itself, shaking the surrounding space and crashing down.

Seeing this, Shi Mu didn't dodge and didn't even make any resistance action.

At his chest and abdomen, the yellow light lit up, and a large area of skin turned into earthy yellow rocks in an instant, blocking it against the incarnation magic fist.

"Bang" sounded!

The avatar outside the body was shocked, and the four magic fists flashed back at the same time. The black * * fog entrenched on it immediately dispersed, while Shi mu, who was hit hard, did not retreat.

The yellowish rock on his chest and abdomen slowly faded, and there was no damage on his exposed skin except a shallow bruise.

With a green light, the bruise disappeared immediately.

"Yes, the power of this fist may not be able to withstand in the middle of the general position. It's just that if I want to break my earthly defense, I still owe the fire. My cultivation must be promoted to the later stage of heaven. " Shi Mu thought for a while and said to himself.

Five years ago, he broke the stone from the sealed rock, and his Xuangong five turns has been slightly successful.

However, five years have passed by now, but his Xuangong cultivation has not made any progress because of his incomplete skills.

"Separation has just entered the heaven. It seems that the breath is still a little unstable." Shi Mu pondered for a moment, turned his hand and took out several pills to be taken by the incarnation outside his body, and then ordered him to practice and consolidate his realm by himself.

After seeing the avatar surrounded by the black * * air mass again, the light under Shi Mu's body lit up and sat down again. In his palm, a jade slip came out again: "Tongtian Holy Spirit formula". Speaking of it, since he got this formula, he had no time to understand and delayed the cultivation of this technique except after a while at the beginning. Shi Mu raised his hand and stroked the jade slip on his forehead, and the circle of spiritual power fluctuation washed it away^^ Forgetting language Sina Weibo has been enabled. Search "forgetting language native" to pay attention! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.