Suddenly, all of the roses shook slightly and the petals silently crumbled. In a blink, Yu Shuang was surrounded by pink rose petals that formed a sea of flowers.
There was a strange force field between each blue flower petal of the Green Flower Rain. Countless flower petals and countless force fields overlapped to form a terrifying power swamp. Once one fell into it, no matter how strong one was, they would be entangled by the criss-crossing force fields. It was as though they had sunk into a swamp, they would become slower and slower until they were unable to move.
Just as the black smoke yao was about to explode, the ground under their feet suddenly shook violently. Everyone felt they could not stand.
"Hm, isn't this A Gui? Youth, so you have been secretly in love with A Gui! "The orange-haired yao pointed at the painting of a beautiful woman under A Wen's feet and shouted in shock.
"Control the entrance!" Yu Shuang suddenly shouted.
At this moment, for Kun Lun, even if they died, they would not frown at all.
So when they saw Yu Shuang's [Green Flower Rain], many mo uncontrollably became excited. The unique and strange power of [Green Flower Rain] was the bane of sharp sword essence.
They could not understand the yao art of the orange-haired yao. It started to crumble from the inside of the earth. Even though it was lightning, it seemed to corrode and was wondrous.
Lin Qian did not have any more doubts. The astounding scene in front of him definitely could not be a trick! The ripples given off by that ray of light that shot into the sky was enough to show the terrifying power it contained. The strength of this power caused Lin Qian's heart to palpitate. In this moment, he felt some respect towards Shi Zi Ming, this grandmaster he had never met before.
But the ground under his feet started to crumble at a visible rate until it disappeared. The painting of a woman appeared in front of everyone.
One move! He had lost to Lin Qian in one move!
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"This is related to the rise and fall of Kun Lun. Even if we die, we will not retreat!" Lin Qian's expression was determined. The fighting spirit in his eyes could not be looked at directly. He slowly pulled out his flying sword.
"Remember!" Everyone was shocked.
Slowly sinking, Zuo Mo looked indifferently at Lin Qian's astounding sword strike as though he was unaffected.
The other mo hesitated slightly before making a decision. They gritted their teeth and leapt at the incoming sword light.
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With Yu Shuang as the center, complex and exquisite green patterns constantly spread in all directions. Bright pink roses instantly grew out from these green patterns, densely packed and extremely beautiful.
Around him, everyone's faces were filled with excitement. Their will to fight surged, and different colored sword wills gave off different splendors. Everyone was like a precious sword, waiting to drink the enemy's blood!
Lin Qian turned around and suddenly raised the flying sword in his hand. He shouted, "Kun Lun!"
They raised the flying swords in their hands at the same time and roared in unison, "Kun Lun!"
"Wah wah wah! Have we cleared the labyrinth? "The orange-haired demon looked excited.
A Wen and the orange-haired yao shouted in unison and attacked at the same time.
Before he finished speaking, Lin Qian leapt into the air first, turning into a sword light that tore through the night and sliced towards the stele forest that was rising!
They seemed to see that this sword xiu was like an insect that had fallen into a spider web, entangled even tighter!
His mo skill had been channeled to its limits. His consciousness and ling power were still burrowing deep into his body.
The spiritual power in his whole body suddenly surged as if it was boiling, and his momentum instantly rose to the extreme. In the night, the sword intent around him was like a burning flame. In the night, in this land of the Demon Race, he showed his power without the slightest fear.
They really were two freaks!
Nan Yue and the others were stunned, their eyes full of admiration. These two's move clearly surpassed them by a large margin.
Yu Shuang gave a muffled grunt, his eyes filled with terror and a thread of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The trembling of the ground increased. A rumbling sound came from deep under the ground as though an ancient beast was waking up from a deep slumber.
Yu Shuang was right in front of Lin Qian.
In this moment, the howl of swords was like a tide, the sword lights like rain!
The flying sword in Lin Qian's hand was not ordinary. It was the famed sword of Kun Lun, Tai 'a. The body of the sword was like a clear spring and unusually agile.
If Kun Lun controlled the entrance, then no one could enter.
Someone let out a cry of surprise, and it instantly caused a commotion. The area that had sunk was very small, less than two zhang in diameter.
Hiss!
Who was this person?
The ground under his feet silently sank. The inside of the deep pit was as smooth as a knife. It was as though an extremely deep mold had been imprinted on the ground, the pattern clear and sharp.
It was like the sound of a sharp blade tearing through cloth.
"Idiot! Call him A Gui Daren! " A Wen glared angrily and then snorted coldly. "Is A Gui Daren's beauty something a common person like you can understand?"
The black smoke yao's body shook and he immediately charged forward.
Lin Qian's pupils, his left eye red like fire, his right eye blue and icy cold.
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"Damn it! The ground is rising! "The black smoke yao's expression changed dramatically.
The stele forest he was at was the entrance to the Great Peace Treasure Pavilion.
The orange-haired yao had a smug expression. "Haha, youth, you guessed correctly! In the past, Old Black had disguised himself as a woman in the yao art house and enchanted many men … … "
"Does everyone remember the previous arrangements?" Lin Qian looked around and asked in a deep voice.
This was Yu Shuang's [Rose Green Domain]!
His body was instantly taken over by the blue mo matrix. The blue mo matrix was unusually exquisite, the lines thin and complex. From afar, the entire mo matrix looked like a blooming blue flower.
"We will not retreat!" Everyone responded in unison. Their expressions were solemn, their eyes flashing with heated flames as their flying swords appeared in their hands.
Facing the mo that leapt at him, Lin Qian was fearless. With a clear hum, the sword light suddenly grew. The high howl suddenly became deep and murderous. Like a meteor falling from the sky, it smashed towards the other!
The resilient and hard to deal with Blue Flower Rain was actually split apart by this sword strike!
"Treasure Pavilion entrance!"
The other three great sects also attacked at the same time but their presence was lacking compared to Kun Lun's. Almost all of the mo targeted Kun Lun.
"Hmph! I will definitely defeat you next time! "A Wen said defiantly.
Yu Shuang's pupils shrank. The other did not retreat at all. His sword essence was decisive and sharp. He shouted, "Good move!"
When A Wen had attacked, they hadn't even detected a ripple. The diagram was so clear, the lines as sharp as a blade. This meant that A Wen's control of power had reached an astounding level.
The pink rose petals were slowly turning green at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blue rose petals seemed to be blown by the wind and turned to a blue rain that headed towards Lin Qian.
The sword xiu that had been behind Lin Qian suddenly sped up. Like flowers blooming, they drew out beautiful arcs of swords and charged towards the mo experts in other directions.
"A Gui is a good girl, but not a beautiful woman." The orange-haired yao shook his head and said smugly, "The one I drew is a beautiful woman!"
"Start!"
They did not pay any attention to the enemies in front of Lin Qian.
Under the shocked gazes of the others, the two started to argue fiercely.
The air around him suddenly exploded. The intimidating sword essence was not restrained at all and spread in all directions! In this moment, he was like a peerless sword that was unsheathed and displayed his astounding sharpness!
The fighting spirit in Lin Qian's eyes suddenly burned brighter.
It was unknown how many people had fallen under the [Flower Rain].
One sword shocked Great Peace!
The ripples of power that spread from the pillar of light disturbed the air. The turbulence blew at Zuo Mo's clothes and made them flap.
"Protect Eldest Shixiong!"
This cold world became clearer in front of him.
The mo that noticed this all felt their hearts shake.
A Wen's eyes were wide. The black feather armor on his body stood up and vibrated. He crouched slightly, his hands hugging each other as he exhaled and suddenly pressed down!
The corners of the black smoke yao's eyes twitched. The embarrassing matter of the past was something he was not willing to mention. This damned guy! He was on the verge of exploding. The other people retreated a few steps in unison and looked with sympathy at the black smoke yao.
Everyone had absolute confidence in Eldest Shixiong.
He looked at the mo experts flying over, at the blinding sword lights, and at the experts from the other sects that were sneaking up. That pair of emotionless eyes looked indifferently at all of this.
Everyone's expression suddenly changed!
Yu Shuang's first move was his famous killing move, [Blue Flower Rain]!
Watching as Zuo Mo slowly sank, the experts that were swarming over became even more panicked. Even Kun Lun's sword lights suddenly sped up, the howls of the swords rising.
Lin Qian's burning fighting spirit and fanaticism infected every Kun Lun sword xiu. They felt a ball of fire burning inside their bodies, their ling power uncontrollably boiling. All of their terror and cowardice disappeared. Fighting spirit burned every inch of their skin. They uncontrollably trembled.
Facing the Blue Flower Rain that was flying towards him, the tip of the Tai 'a sword suddenly lit up with a blinding light. It seemed to create sparks as the sword rubbed against the air. Strangely, the sword did not turn red, but became even more translucent like an ice sword.
As Yu Shuang's strength grew, and his reputation grew, people rarely saw this blue flower rain again.
In a blink, his gaze became clear again. The ripple in his mind disappeared. He did not think about who Xiao Mo Ge really was. At this time, this question was not important!
"Oh, youth, your skills aren't bad!" The orange-haired yao was slightly surprised.
A Wen stared at the orange-haired yao's feet for a long time. His expression suddenly became slightly strange. He murmured in a small voice, "Why does it look a bit like Old Black … …"
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Seeing this, the other people did not hesitate and moved at the same time!
The flying sword in their hands seemed to feel his excitement and uncontrollably vibrated and hummed in response to their master.
"Idiot!" The other people whose expressions had changed couldn't help but curse in unison.
Pia!
"Start!"
The orange-haired demon cried out strangely. Electricity curled around his entire body, and crackling sounds rang out incessantly. His head of orange hair exploded with a pa sound, becoming perfectly straight and fluffy. Yet, he was still shaking his head. It was indescribably funny.
The stele forest continued to rise, and his position started to slowly sink.
Woosh!
He looked down from his high vantage point.
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