Chapter 806 Ten Sword Cultivators

In the Valley of Bones, because the dark gray evil atmosphere above was too dense, the original golden sun's light falling in the valley turned into a dim silver.

Looking up, it looks more like a silver moon from a dark night, half-covered by dark clouds.

In dim light.

In the Valley of Bones, there is a spacious and flat ground, like a man-made square, or a square of killing.

Because, around this large open space, a large number of human skeletons were scattered messily. They were just bones, no flesh, and there were hundreds of them.

The surfaces of these skeletons all have more or less deep wounds left by the sword's edge. Their empty eyes seemed to still see the fear under the sword's edge in the past.

Time has left a lot of dust on their surfaces, making them old and boring.

Silent years, silent memories, silent terror.

Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish

Suddenly, there were shadows flying past, whether they were humans or ghosts.

Large clouds of dust arose on the ground, and they were too panicked to fall down in time.

There was a chilling air in the messy dust.

Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li were back to back, facing outward, looking around vigilantly.

At this moment, the four of them were surrounded by ten sword cultivators.

Ten sword cultivators in green robes, eight men and two women, with different looks and different heights.

What is the same is their cold, ice-like faces and eyes, as well as the sword blades they hold in their hands, breathing out cold sword energy.

People, cold-blooded people.

Sword, ruthless sword.

The skeletons scattered around the square habitually became indifferent bystanders.

"They are coming." Gongsun Zhi held his flame gun in his hand, clamped one end of the gun barrel with his armpits, and pointed the gun tip towards the opposite side. The fire breath swirling on the gun tip lit up a ball, reflecting his pupils red.

"These people all have swords in their hands. It seems like this is a good place to practice swordsmanship." Xu Yang looked fearless, and the power of purple electricity solidified on the surface of his right fist wrapped around his clenched fist like a glove.

"It looks like these guys are going to use the four of us to practice swordsmanship." The black boy shrugged his shoulders, then took out a gauntlet made of bear claws from his arms and put it on his right forearm. Then with the help of teeth, it is tied tightly.

At this moment, he needed sharp bear claws to practice sword practice with the opponent, and he didn't want to just be chopped. His Bear Claw Gauntlet is not an ordinary bear claw. It is inherited from Ba Xiong Peak. It is made from the bear claw left behind by a powerful Ba Xiong ancestral beast. It is the symbol of the king of Ba Xiong Peak. Its hardness and sharpness are comparable to those of divine weapons.

"Ten sword cultivators, ten sword cultivators who are all at the Yuanhun realm, are a big trouble." Murong Yu said with a stern look in his eyes.

At some point, Murong Yu had already held the string of stone Buddha beads in his hands. The bright aura on the surface of the stone Buddha orb flashed and flickered, just like Murong Yu's rapidly beating heart at the moment.

Xu Yang and the other four seemed to have expected the sudden appearance of the ten sword cultivators. The four people did not panic. They stood back to back, with no weak points in the four directions.

Ten sword cultivators in green robes stood silently on the periphery. They surrounded the four Xu Yang people among them and pointed their swords at the four people opposite.

The ten green-robed sword cultivators were speechless. Their eyes were like poisonous snakes locking their prey, as if they were waiting for someone to give orders.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... Ten breaths passed, but the ten green-robed sword cultivators still made no next move.

Nervous, nervous, nervous.

The ground here is flat and spacious, and there is no place to hide. For the four Xu Yang people surrounded in the middle, the geographical advantage is not on their side.

Xu Yang and the others did not intend to take action without seeing the opponent's weakness. because four

If people's back-to-back formations are messed up, the defense will have weaknesses. The swordsman's sword can be used to kill people quickly and accurately.

In the world of cultivation, sword cultivation has always been second to none when it comes to killing people. As for the sword itself, the blade is sharp from the blade to the tip, leaving no room for compromise. Sword masters practice swordsmanship. Although the swordsmanship is different, the swords are all sharp. Therefore, every successful sword cultivator will exude a sharp temperament from the inside out, which people dare not underestimate. This is the case with the ten sword cultivators at this moment.

Ten swords kill four people. In terms of quantity, it is also disadvantageous for the four Xu Yangs.

Perhaps it was because Xu Yang and the four of them had not lost their composure for the time being that the ten sword cultivators did not take action immediately.

Everything seemed eerie and peaceful.

At this moment, a wisp of dark evil atmosphere, which may have liked to watch the excitement, quietly passed over the ground of the square, making a rustling sound.

On the edge of the square, a hollow skull on a skeleton rolled to the ground, perhaps frightened by the evil atmosphere.

Snap!

The eerie calm was instantly broken.

Almost at the same time, the eyes of the ten sword cultivators all flashed with a bright killing color that was visible to the naked eye. The color was cold and penetrated people's hearts.

Suddenly, the green robe flew into the air, and the sword was made of silver snake.

Ten sword cultivators held ten sword blades and thrust out straight sword energy, intertwining ten bright colors in the void that could seal a throat with one sword. Wherever the sword passed, the air made a hissing sound of fear.

The ten sword energies pierced the vital points of Xu Yang's four people, either at the heart, at the neck, between the eyebrows, or at the Dantian...

in one direction.

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, stepped on purple lightning, took a big step forward, and punched the incoming sword with his right fist.

Punch moves, thunder rumbles.

The fist swept across, purple lightning condensed, and a huge purple lightning dragon suddenly appeared out of thin air. In just a moment, the space of about ten feet in front of Xu Yang became the territory of the purple lightning dragon.

Purple scales hung with electricity, dragon claws swept across.

Dangdangdang, three crisp sounds, sparks flew, purple lightning ran wildly, and three strands of sword energy were blocked by Xu Yang with the purple lightning fist.

But Xu Yang stood still without retreating a bit.

Another direction.

Gongsun Zhi's red hair turned into real flames at some point, and his whole breath was burning like flames.

Burn!

He took a step forward, and red fire flew under his feet. At the same time, he stretched out his right arm forward, twisted his wrist, and the tip of the flame gun in his hand cleverly moved continuously.

"Spear technique - two dragons nodded!"

The gun came out, rolling up two balls of flame gun flowers about ten feet in size, and the shape of the fire dragon's head appeared in the rolling flames.

"Boom boom!"

The fire burst, the heat flow flew, and the void was red.

The power of the two swords on the opposite side was overturned by the rolling fire. The force of the collision rebounded and fell on the flame gun. Gongsun Zhi's hand holding the flame gun tightly did not loosen at all. His body just shook and stood firmly.

Another direction.

Murong Yu silently recited the magic weapon formula in his heart, and with the magic power, the surface of the string of stone Buddha beads in his hand suddenly became bright and expanded.

He clenched the string of stone Buddha beads made of 18 beads with his hand and swung it forward like a whip.

"Buzz!"

The power of the magic weapon suddenly appeared.

Shockingly, 18 huge, silver Buddha light balls were stimulated from the surface of the beads. Sanskrit words flowed on the surface of the 18 Buddha light balls, and the light and shadow of a sitting Buddha appeared on each of them.

The power of the magic weapon was connected into a large piece, almost seamless, like a protective magic power composed of eighteen Buddha's diamonds in front of him.

The next moment, three dazzling sword lights fell on the surface of the Buddha's light ball.

Boom boom boom!

Three explosions in succession, and the sword light rolled back. The eighteen Buddha's light balls shook violently,

and finally exploded with a bang, scattering silver light all over the sky.

The powerful recoil force pressed over like a collapsed wall, and Murong Yu was forced to retreat half a step before he could stand firm. He held the stone Buddha orb in both hands, and his face showed a little nervousness.

Although the magic weapon in his hand, the stone Buddha orb, was powerful, he had used 80% of his strength just now, and the mana consumed was also quite huge.

If Xu Yang, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li had not fought side by side behind him, I am afraid that Murong Yu would have to think about how to retreat this time.

The last direction.

The black boy Zhang Li took action at the same time.

His heart suddenly tightened, and the Tyrant Bear blood in his body immediately boiled up. His body surface exuded a dark Tyrant Bear domain, and at the same time, a tall Tyrant Bear Dharma image appeared.

He grinned, revealing sharp, beast-like teeth. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were wide open, a wisp of black animal hair appeared on his forehead, and his body had already slightly transformed into a Tyrant Bear.

Without stopping for a moment, he took two steps forward in quick succession, and his right arm with a hand guard made of Tyrant Bear claws suddenly swept out.

"Barbaric technique - Tyrant Bear claws!"

The claws fell, and a Tyrant Bear claw phantom with a size of three feet appeared in the void, and the powerful brute force tore the void into several dark cracks.

"Boom boom!"

The two sword energies stabbed from the opposite side returned in vain under the Tyrant Bear claws.

The black boy Zhang Li stood on all fours like a bear beast, then raised the claw hook of his right hand and licked it on the tip of his tongue, revealing his barbaric and domineering aura.

......

It was just one round, and for Xu Yang and his four companions, it was a completely defensive round. But the four of them already had a rough estimate of the strength of the ten sword cultivators on the opposite side.

The ten sword cultivators were not weak, but if it was a one-on-one, Xu Yang and his four companions were sure to win. As long as the number of the opponent's sword cultivators who could fight was reduced in time when the opponent's sword cultivators showed a gap, Xu Yang's side could take the initiative on the battlefield, and victory would be a natural outcome.

The first wave of attacks from the ten sword cultivators was neatly blocked by Xu Yang and his four companions, and their flying figures had hardly stood firm. At this moment, the four of them might not be able to take the initiative to attack.

"One-on-one, counter-kill!" Xu Yang sent a voice message in time.

This time, Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li were the temporary team of the Blue Clothes Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple to carry out the Golden Light Tower Trial Mission, and Murong Yu was the nominal team leader.

But judging from the performance of the four people against the enemy before, Xu Yang showed a higher combat power and calm judgment than the other three.

Therefore, the other three were convinced by the comprehensive strength shown by Xu Yang. In actual combat, they were more willing to use Xu Yang as the actual commander.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The four people's eyes showed the murderous look they should have.

Almost at the same time, the four of them made a counter-killing move.

With a whoosh, a pair of huge purple lightning wings appeared behind Xu Yang.

The purple lightning wings rolled up, and a purple lightning exploded.

Xu Yang's body disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared twenty feet away on the opposite side, just in front of a sword cultivator.

With a speed comparable to teleportation, there was almost no pause. Xu Yang aimed at the chest of the sword cultivator and punched him.

"Boxing - Thunder and Fire!"

The punch came out, thunder and fire exploded.

This punch was completely the move of the Nether Fire Fist that Xu Yang was good at. As smart as Xu Yang, he injected the power of purple lightning into it at this moment.

"Bang!"

The purple lightning exploded like flying fire, and the sword cultivator's body was blasted out thirty feet away like a piece of paper, and sat directly on the ground. A fist-sized dent appeared on his chest. In the dent, his clothes were torn to pieces, and the arc left by the residual power of the purple lightning crackled.

......