Chapter 678: Peerless Fan Sword

A white shirt, a white fan, black hair, and a pair of bright eyes.

The graceful man descended from the sky, and a wave of spiritual consciousness spread out from the man, offsetting the spiritual pressure released by the monster.

Not only Niu Shi, but also the people who were suppressed by the spiritual pressure of the monster, pulled themselves away and took the opportunity to regain their freedom.

Just when others were overjoyed after surviving the disaster, Hua Mancheng quickly approached Xiao Mian, but saw that Xiao Mian, Gui Hai and Ye Piaoling were all shocked - looking back at the elegant man in white, Hua Mancheng was also shocked.

Just because, that person was - Yu Wushuang!

The four looked at each other, unable to dilute the shock on their faces.

Yu Wushuang was obviously dead!

That day in the deep cave underground, the four people, including Liu Suyi, had clearly verified his true identity, and finally Hua Mancheng burned Yu Wushuang's body with a spiritual fire.

Could it be that everything was an illusion?

Or did Yu Wushuang come back to life?

Thinking of Liu Suyi, Xiao Mian had a better understanding.

Obviously, it was Yu Wushuang who killed Liu Suyi!

Anyone who thought that his nemesis had been killed before him would probably die with regrets like Liu Suyi, right?

In any case, Liu Suyi was dead, but Yu Wushuang was still alive.

No matter how much the four people didn't believe it, Yu Wushuang was still alive!

"Fellow Taoists, please forgive me! Wushuang was besieged by three monks and one demon before, and suffered some minor injuries, which delayed his journey. I hope you can forgive me for being late!"

"No! No!"

"Fairy Yu is not only unparalleled in wisdom, but also the best in my Qin County!"

"It's better to come at the right time than to come early. Fairy Yu saved my life, and I will never forget it!"

For a while, flattery was flying all over the sky.

Hua Mancheng's face was not ordinary ugly, and what made him even more aggrieved was that it was indeed Yu Wushuang who saved him this time, and he didn't even have a chance to refute it!

It's better to come at the right time than to come early?

This reminded Xiao Mian-why didn't Yu Wushuang show up when Gui Hai was in danger before? Why did Yu Wushuang appear at the right time when Niu Shi was in danger?

How could such a coincidence happen in the world?

Considering Yu Wushuang's spiritual consciousness, if there was such a big commotion, how could he not know it unless he deliberately ignored it like the three monks and one demon?

It seems that Yu Wushuang is planning to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Fortunately, the monster aimed at Niu Shi as the second target. Otherwise, whether Yu Wushuang would show up at the right time is still unknown!

At least if the monster's target was Hua Mancheng, Yu Wushuang would never show up!

It's just a complaint, but it's just a complaint!

Now, the one who is fighting with the monster is Yu Wushuang.

Therefore, Xiao Mian kept all these dissatisfactions in his heart, but did not speak out.

Of course, if Yu Wushuang and the monster died together, Xiao Mian would not mind giving this Jade Fairy a sincere admiration.

But thinking about it, even if the monster also possessed spiritual consciousness, it was definitely not Yu Wushuang's opponent.

Sure enough, Yu Wushuang made a move for only a moment, and the monster retreated step by step.

In the end, the monster put away his half-baked spiritual consciousness, held up the shield of the high-level defensive magic weapon, and entered a passive defense posture again.

But this time, he miscalculated.

Yu Wushuang smiled faintly and closed the folding fan in his hand.

In an instant, a huge flow of true energy poured from Yu Wushuang's palm to the folding fan, and a three-foot-long spiritual sword blade rushed out from the top of the folding fan, surging and spitting.

He waved the folding fan suddenly, and the spiritual sword blade flew out.

With a bang, it hit the monster's shield.

Although the shield was intact, the monster holding the shield was knocked out by Yu Wushuang's sword, and his feet rubbed against the ground, leaving two scratches...

Fortunately, the monster itself had a strong body, otherwise, if it were any ordinary cultivator, it would have no chance of survival under Yu Wushuang's seemingly light sword.

Even so, the monster hiding behind the shield also changed his face.

But before he could come up with a countermeasure, Yu Wushuang once again encouraged his true energy, condensed another spiritual sword blade, and threw it out again...

One after another, fourteen spiritual sword blades gushed out in a row.

The fourteen spiritual sword blades attacked the shield and the monster behind the shield from different angles, pushing and shoving it, making it unable to escape from Yu Wushuang's attack range.

This was not the end. Just after the fourteen spiritual sword blades had erupted, Yu Wushuang suddenly split the folding fan in his hand into two, turning it into a pair of flying swords.

With a flick of his fingers, two jade flying swords stabbed at the shield.

After doing all this, Yu Wushuang put his hands behind his back, as if nothing had happened, as if the monster and the high-level magic shield were no longer worth mentioning.

But soon, everyone noticed something strange.

While the pair of jade flying swords were attacking, a number of spiritual sword blades appeared and disappeared, coordinating to attack the monster.

Obviously, the fourteen spiritual sword blades that Yu Wushuang had launched before did not disappear, but lurked around the monster, setting up an invisible assassination formation.

The two jade flying swords were the center of the formation that activated the formation!

Others cheered loudly when they saw it, but Hua Mancheng's face changed drastically when he saw this scene.

"Damn it! She finally practiced this 'positive and negative eight-door sword formation'!"

"positive and negative eight-door sword formation?"

"Look at it with Brother Xiao's eyes: If you go deep into the formation, what hope is there of breaking the formation?" Hua Mancheng didn't answer the question. Xiao Mian frowned and said calmly: "Xiao is not talented, but he doesn't know how to do it." Holding a high-level magic weapon, let Yu Wushuang form the formation calmly!"

"This..., hey! After practicing this eight-door sword formation, Yu Wushuang is strong enough to challenge some Nascent Soul Ancestors who are not good at fighting!"

Afterwards, under Hua Mancheng's explanation, Xiao Miancai became thoughtful.

But it turns out that the folding fan in Yu Wu's hands is called the Wushuang Fan Sword. It is a magic weapon specially customized for Yu Wushuang by the Perfect Sect. Although it is usually in the form of a folding fan, in fact, the sixteen fan bones are all magic weapon-level flying swords. Swords, what's even more valuable is that these sixteen fan-bone flying swords can all be refined and integrated into them.

Thinking back to the beginning, Yu Wushuang's sixteen fan bones were only elementary magic weapons, and the power of the Wushuang Fan Sword was already the best intermediate magic weapon.

Now it seems that the two largest main bones among them - the pair of double flying swords, are clearly the best flying swords at the mid-level magic weapon level.

After setting up this eight-door sword formation, the power of the Wushuang Fan Sword will be pushed to an extreme, and the power formed will be infinitely close to the high-level attack magic weapon!

After hearing Hua Mancheng's explanation, Xiao Mian was shocked.

This Yu Wushuang is indeed becoming more and more difficult to deal with!

But in this way, Yu Wushuang's unparalleled fan sword is exactly the same as the strange-shaped sword ring of the mysterious monk that day. They are both obtained by superimposing two or more low-level magic weapons to obtain a higher-level one with more power. A powerful weapon for attacking difficulties...

Just when Xiao Mian was thinking this, the monster surrounded by the eight-door sword formation suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Looking around, I saw that the shield of the high-level defensive magic weapon was already intact. Obviously, even if the power of Yu Wushuang's Peerless Fan Sword was infinitely close to the high-level magic weapon, it still could not break through the defense of this shield. However, the monster itself could not persist. .

The front and back eight sword formations are filled with looming aura swords.

At first, the monster could still resist with its tough skin and thick flesh. However, because most of the real energy was used to control the shield, the monster could not use 30% of its strength. If it did not control the shield, it would It will only lead to quick death.

Unable to hold on for a moment, the monster was finally strangled to death by the pair of mid-level magic weapon-level double flying swords because its physical body could not hold on.

With a clang, the shield fell to the ground.

Everyone's hearts were raised together, but no one dared to covet the shield.

In their eyes, Yu Wushuang, who can kill monsters, is more terrifying than the monster itself - although it is courageous to seize food from the tiger's mouth, it must be done within one's ability.

Besides, according to the practice in the cultivation world, the monster was killed by Yu Wushuang alone, and the shield as a trophy should naturally belong to Yu Wushuang.

In full view of everyone, no matter how good that shield is, no one dares to take it for themselves.

However, Yu Wushuang did not pick up the shield. Instead, she frowned slightly, and her usually determined face was full of confusion and confusion.

Not only Yu Wushuang, Xiao Mian, Ye Piaoling and Qin Bogong, who had keen senses, all looked solemnly and stared at the corpse of the monster - the monster had been strangled by Yu Wushuang's eight-door sword array and had already turned into a pile of meat. Mud, flowing on the ground.

If it were in the outside world, this would be understandable, but in the Zulong Center, the blood of the monks who had been killed before would seep into the ground.

Xiao Mian was idle that day, and even went deep underground to track those blood beads, but he didn't want to finally see that overly large bloody vertical pupil...

Unexpectedly, the monster's blood showed no sign of penetration. Instead, it squirmed, flowed, and gradually floated into the air. In the end, under the gaze of everyone, the pool of blood squeezed and condensed, turning into a blood bead, fixed in mid-air.

Ordinary monks just marveled, thinking that it was Yu Wushuang who imprisoned the monster's flesh and blood, but Xiao Mian and others keenly sensed that this was not done by Yu Wushuang.

"Be careful! This is - the blood of the dragon!"

But it was Qin Bogong, who had always been silent, who revealed the origin of the blood bead.

"Blood of the Demonic Dragon? Please ask Brother Bo Gong to explain!"

"You're welcome, Fairy Jade! This demonic dragon's blood, as the name suggests, is a little bit of the true blood of the ancient ferocious ice-fire demonic dragon. Although the ice-fire demonic dragon is not poisonous, because its grade is much higher than that of our golden elixir monks, It’s not too much to say that this bit of demonic dragon’s blood is deadly poison to our monks! It’s just… just…”

"Young Master Qin, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly!"

"It's just that the ice and fire demon dragon is a natural mutant. Not to mention us, the golden elixir monks who entered the Ancestral Dragon Residence, and even the ordinary Nascent Soul Ancestors can't hurt it, let alone steal this demon dragon from its body. Of blood. Unless it’s... bad!”

Qin Bogong just exclaimed in surprise, and the blood drop suddenly took on a new change.