Chapter 283

The sand finally stopped.

The original pedestrians on the post road, or the people who had left the city before, had already disappeared. The broad post road is now empty and desolate.

Chu Youwei at the edge of the post road, before the arrival of the yellow sand all over the sky, completely fainted because he was too sad. He lay on the edge of the post road and was covered by layers of yellow sand. He was in a mess and didn't know his life or death.

A light ripple flows on the post road.

The middle-aged monk in the black robe still put his hands together and never let go. From around the monk, there was a faint Qi, covering the broad post road, which seemed to gather the Qi into a small world.

The Buddha's Qi is magnificent. Compared with the water moon cave of ordinary Wufu, this small world naturally has incomparable differences. It's just that this scene is destined to be felt by no one.

After killing the koi masters at the head of the county city and patting the Confucian student who calls himself master Liu Song to death, Han Xiao and long Shao leave the bloody City, but they dare not get too close to Su Chunsheng's direction. They are afraid that the sword array will not have long eyes, and they will die when they chop it down.

The strength of sword array is beyond ordinary people's perception. On the contrary, the more advanced the cultivation is, the more you can feel the Qi and sword Qi contained in the sword array. And the mountain magic dragon Shao, who has reached the fourth realm of cultivation, feels the killing opportunity in the sword array from a distance, otherwise he would not have escaped in a hurry.

After the yellow sand has been cleared away, heaven and earth will be clear again.

The air flow in the post road became more and more weak. The mountain villain standing under the head of the city opened his eyes and looked at the monk who suddenly appeared in the distance. He was stunned for a moment. Then he took a look at the light waves around him and the tall woman who appeared in the waves, and immediately swallowed his saliva.

"Mother, be a good girl, when so many people come here, it seems that they are not small."

However, seeing that neither of them seems to have done anything to Su Chunsheng, the Shanmei villain naturally guessed that most of them were not enemies. So after a little hesitation, Shanmei Longshao waved his hand to Han Xiao behind him, and they slowly approached and walked towards Su Chunsheng's direction.

But they both walked very slowly.

For one thing, they are afraid that the two guys who can't figure out their origins will suddenly attack Su Chunsheng. For another, they are afraid that they will attack Su Chunsheng. Otherwise, they will really lose all their previous efforts.

Near the edge of the post road, long Shao, who was quietly moving forward, suddenly stopped. Even Han Xiao, who was behind him, was shocked and subconsciously retreated.

I saw the monk who had been stopped on the opposite side of the post road. Now he turned his head, and his eyes were staring at the two people, one big and the other small, with an air of no anger.

Seeing this scene, Shanmei suddenly yelled: "Hello, monk, I'm Su Chunsheng, son Su's subordinate!"

The monk didn't answer. He just stared at Shanmei villain and seemed to be on the alert.

Shanmei villain suddenly looks sad. Come on, this guy is mostly Su Chunsheng's, and he doesn't believe his words at all.

As soon as he read this, Shanmei Longshao strode back and withdrew dozens of steps. Then he stopped and grinned: "monk, is this going down?"

The middle-aged monk nodded, but did not speak. But that just pours on the face to come the turbulent pressure air machine, in an instant dissipates not to see.

Seeing this scene, long Shao was relieved. He turned his head and looked at Han Xiao, who was also frightened. He grinned: "fortunately, he just killed the old scholar. If he doesn't follow the old guy, he will be killed sooner or later. It's better to follow Mr. Su. "

Han Xiao nodded in a hurry and agreed.

Su Chunsheng is sitting on the ground in the water moon cave, where Qi condenses. His face is very pale.

Around, the barefoot sword spirit woman turned her head and looked at the dozens of long swords circling in the air, and the killing rate soared.

Because of the appearance of the monk, a small Buddhist world is driven by the air engine. The air engine is not weak at all, which is comparable to the broken patio mirror. Therefore, the sword spirit appeared again, and this time, the body was more stable and more domineering.

Chixiao once cut the dragon, once opened the sky with a sword.

Now rage!

The female sword spirit strides forward suddenly, and her whole body suddenly becomes dazzling. The white clothes are windless and automatic. On the back, the sword spirit is surging wildly, and the sound is crazy.

"I really think my aunt is a vegetarian?"

The sword spirit yelled and raised his hands. The sword Qi that lingered behind him began to gather madly in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a sword Qi short sword, hovering in the air. No matter the Qi machine was flowing or the sword Qi was turbulent, it was never weaker than that sword array.

Then the sword Spirit gave a soft drink, and his hands moved forward.

Behind him, dozens of long swords condensed by Qi all flew out in an instant and rushed to the sky in the blink of an eye.

Dazzling light instantly shrouded in the sky, and then there were bursts of roar.

Obviously, the sword array composed of dozens of ancient swords in the sky had already felt the crisis, but before they left, they had been hit by the Qi short sword driven by the sword spirit, and then they were hanged on one side.

The ancient sword was broken constantly, and the fragments of the ancient sword fell to the ground, lifeless.

The female sword spirit didn't pay attention to the killing in the air. Instead, she turned around and sat opposite Su Chunsheng. She looked up at Su Chunsheng's bloody face and looked sad.

Su Chunsheng grinned and opened his mouth. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.

In this battle, outsiders just watch the excitement. Even the villains in the distance only see the strength of the sword array. But I'm afraid only Su Chunsheng can get the hardship.

After the sword array gushed out from Jiangbei County, it was smashed down. There is traction on each sword, and the flow of Qi is no less than that of shangjiujing. At the moment when hundreds of stalks swarmed down, Su Chunsheng clearly felt a sense of cultivation that was not inferior to or even beyond shangjiujing.

The hundreds of long swords destroyed Su Chunsheng's body protecting Qi machine again and again, then eroded Su Chunsheng's cultivation with the sword Qi, and finally began to attack the basic meridians of the martial arts practitioners.

All this was premeditated.

"It's all right." The sword spirit in white opened his mouth and whispered.

Su Chunsheng nodded, then bowed his head and fainted on the spot.

The female sword spirit sat beside Su Chunsheng so gently, reached out and patted Su Chunsheng's back, murmured: "it's OK, it's OK."