Chapter 1190: Strange

Having had the experience of the lower nine floors, it is not difficult to pass the upper nine floors.
Ten days later, after Zhou Shu saluted Bailong, he walked out of the nine-story pagoda in a refreshing manner.
The initial aptitude of his soul has been further enhanced and has reached the highest ninth level, which is the legendary natural soul state.
The natural soul plus the acquired spirit body, and then the seventh-grade golden core. From the perspective of Qi refining aptitude, Zhou Shu has no possibility to improve, and there is no need to improve again. Perhaps in the entire world of cultivation, there is no more qualification like him. Up.
Zhou Shu at this time felt a sense of high spirits.
Qingque stared at him, "Are you planning to leave?"
Zhou Shu nodded slightly, "Well, there are some things that must be done."
Qingque didn't ask much, nodded and said, "Remember what you said before, when you need to practice, let me know."
Zhou Shu smiled and nodded, "Okay, I also look forward to it."
Qingque waved his hand, "Then go quickly, the Penglai Sea Meeting will be over soon, and your senior sister's trouble will also come."
Zhou Shu bowed and left Wushuang City quickly.
Penglai Island.
With the end of the Haihui, the crowds flew off the island one after another.
Yan Yue was also among them, but only after a few hundred miles, he was stopped by two monks.
She seemed to have expected it, and said indifferently, "You are really here, but why didn't the Transcendent God Realm come?"
The tall monk looked fierce, "Teach you a lesson, the two of us are enough!"
Another monk couldn't help but sneered, "There are a lot of spirit stones. I didn't pay us five hundred, but I can spend three thousand to buy blood essence stones. Huh, let us vomit them all!"
"The spirit stone is with me, and the blood essence stone is also there. If you want it, just pick it up by yourself. I can wait for you."
Yan Yue stood still in the air, with a calm smile, seemingly not paying attention to these two people at all.
The tall monk became more annoyed, "A young woman who dares to speak big words, when we dare not do it?"
"Uncle is not a person who pity Xiangxiyu, if you want to abuse, then it will fulfill you!"
The other cultivator couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted loudly and put his hands together. Seven red flying swords sprang out and shot straight towards Yan Yue.
The red light suddenly appeared, the momentum was thundering, and seven hundred-meter-long changhongs passed through the air. In the blink of an eye, they reached Yan Yue's body. The sword light flew up and down, woven into an airtight sword net that completely surrounded her. The cold light was shining, there seemed to be countless long swords hanging high, and they could rush in at any time, shattering the people in the net to pieces.
"Seven Jue Sword Art?"
Yan Yue was a little surprised, her eyes narrowed, and she seemed to be muttering to herself, "From the mountain of Shu, it is a rare combination sword art. It forms a Qi Jue Sword Formation. The seven sword intents are different from each other. The power is dozens of times stronger, and it has a miraculous effect on the monks' many protective shields, even the god-transforming monks don't dare to despise it... I can't think of a monk who can deceive spirit stones, but he has some ability."
"You actually know the uncle's sword art?"
The cultivator's face was slightly startled, and then he said fiercely, "Since you know how great, then hand over the spirit stone obediently, and you can save your life."
Yan Yue glanced at him and shook his head gently, "I refuse."
"court death!"
The monk stared at her, and suddenly a killing intent flashed in his eyes.
As soon as the voice fell, the sword net suddenly appeared in his ears, and countless swords stood out, a little bit of cold light, like a colony of ants, flying towards Yan Yue.
Yan Yue stood still, a small blue sword suddenly appeared above her head.
The small sword circled the top of her head, and a pale white halo fell from top to bottom, forming a light film that firmly protected her.
The mask is as thin as a cicada's wings and transparent. It looks like an egg film that can be broken with a single poke. It hardly feels much power, but no matter how the Qijue Jianyi hits, it can't be lightened by one step.
"What kind of sword art is this?"
The monk's expression changed drastically, he had already used his full strength, but there was no sign of being able to break it, and he could feel that the light shield was not a protective shield technique, just like him, it was also a sword intent, with extremely strong defense. The sword intent.
Yan Yue said faintly, "Sword Art of Protecting Body, have you heard about it?"
The monk stared straight, his mouth was big enough to put seven swords in, "What, body protection sword intent, absolutely impossible!"
It's impossible to think about it, the body guard sword intent is so ordinary that it can't be ordinary, as long as the sword repairer knows, not to mention the body guard sword intent is only one level, how can it withstand his fifth-order sword intent, not to mention the sword intent is from the mountain of Shu Secret swordsmanship.
"Tell you the truth, there is nothing you can do if you don't believe it."
Yan Yue gently shook her head and slowly said, "You don't just want to grab the spirit stone to grab the treasure, you are also killing me. Are you worried that I know that your sword art comes from Shushan? Yes, you don't look like it. If you look like Xuanxin, you shouldn't be a disciple of Shushan Inner Sect, but you can get Shushan's secret sword art if you are not an Inner Sect disciple. Most of them have some secrets, and you want to hide this secret, don't you?"
It was said that he was in the heart, and the monk's complexion turned red and white, "Stop talking! You recognize my sword art, today you are dead!"
Yan Yue didn't care about the threat, and said calmly, "This is the best way. If you want to kill me, I will kill you too."
The monk disdainfully said, "Hmph, even if you have a strong defense, you can't get past my Qi Jue of both offense and defense..."
But he hasn't finished yet~EbookFREE.me~ Yan Yue stretched out his hand, and the hovering cyan small sword suddenly shot out, directly through the sword net, and stopped in front of him.
"Ah... don't, spare my life..."
Feeling the killing intent in the sword, he immediately shouted.
Yan Yue's expression was cold, and the little sword brought out a dark sword light, which passed through the monk's chest, and then quickly turned to the top of his head.
The monk's complexion was gray, and his figure was quickly lost. He fell silently, like a broken kite, slowly falling into the sea.
A seemingly light sword has cut all his vitality, leaving only an incomplete spirit.
With his death, the Qi Jue Sword Formation disappeared without a trace, and the seven small red swords were scattered one by one. Yan Yue glanced at him, "No wonder the blood essence stone needs to be integrated into these swords, but the sword itself Not good enough to succeed."
The tall monk on one side was completely stunned with a spear.
However, after a few breaths, the companion died and could no longer die, and the female cultivator in front of her was only in the early stage of the Nascent Infant Realm, using only the first-order sword intent. What happened?
Things were too strange, but he knew very well that even the companion whose sword intent reached the sword revolving at his heart was dead, so he would not be the opponent of the female cultivator.
"Dao...Friends, it's our fault..."
Looking at Yan Yue, his body was a little weak, and he couldn't help shaking.
The mask in front of Yan Yue didn't disappear, he still maintained his vigilance, and said faintly, "Which one?"
The tall monk did not dare to conceal it, and whispered, "He said that he will come later and will help us in the battle, but I don't know why he hasn't come out till now..."
"Oh?"
Yan Yue's eyebrows narrowed slightly, with a trace of doubt, "Strange, why didn't I perceive it?"
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