Chapter 1247: Scared?

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Long Ao's empty palm. When they were wondering what Long Ao was going to do, the old tree in the distance suddenly made a loud noise.
Everyone was shocked and looked back, and a trace of horror flashed in their eyes.
I saw that the sharp sword that had previously been immersed in the trunk turned around and stabbed at Gai Shixiong's back.
The sound of breaking through the air sounded behind him, and Ge Shixiong's face sank, and the iron Zen stick in his hand swung to block behind him.
"when!"
With a crisp sound, the iron Zen stick in Ge Shixiong's hand did not appear to be cracked, but instead blocked the flying sword controlled by Long Ao.
Above the teahouse in the distance, Li Yang respectfully made tea for Ao Fan, but his eyes glanced at the direction of the ring from time to time, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes from time to time.
"Interesting, it's actually a magic weapon, it seems that Western religion has lost its blood."
Hearing Ao Fan's voice, Li Yang's heart moved, and respectfully asked: "Uncle, this magic weapon..."
"You can't hurt Long Ao, just look at it."
Hearing this, Li Yang felt a little settled and didn't think much about it.
On the ring at this time, Long Ao saw that his flying sword was blocked, his face was not surprised at all. With a movement of his wrist, the flying sword turned around and returned to Long Ao's front.
Everyone was a little surprised to see that Long Ao was able to attack with the sword, but at this moment, seeing the offensive still so fierce, they couldn't help but start to compare with their own method of the object, and they couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
After receiving the two moves, Ge Shi's ambition was also very vigilant, and he did not dare to underestimate Long Ao.
This sword art is much more difficult to deal with than I thought.
Just when Ge Shixiong was vigilant, he saw that Long Ao waved one hand, and the sharp sword in front of him drew a semicircle in mid-air, and then dozens of long swords appeared in front of Long Ao.
Looking at this scene in a daze, Ge Shixiong's aura couldn't help but looked at Long Ao with horror.
"This, how is this possible!?"
The people under the high platform were also shocked. Cheng Yaojin rubbed his eyes fiercely and looked at Long Ao and said, "My dear, old Cheng, I'm too dizzy!? Didn't I drink in the morning?"
In the next second, Gai Shixiong clearly saw the corners of Long Ao's mouth raising slightly, and his mind was stuck.
"Scatter~"
An extremely flat voice sounded, and then Long Ao's wrist was swung, and the flying swords around him instantly dispersed and shot at Ge Shixiong.
Unprepared, Ge Shixiong felt the fierce killing intent and his face suddenly changed. He waved the iron Zen stick in his hand and planned to block the flying sword.
A cyclone erupted from his body's spiritual energy instantly, and countless air currents enveloped Ge Shixiong.
The Master Tan Zhi who watched this scene suddenly clenched his fists nervously, while Yang Lin, who was standing by, watched with relish.
Right now, he can do it himself, but Long Ao's flying sword is a little harder to deal with.
After a flurry of thoughts, Ge Shixiong supported a few breaths of effort, and felt a pain in his leg, and his body was short and dangerously avoiding the flying sword that pierced his neck.
The deep bone wound on his calf made Ge Shixiong's face instantly pale, and he gritted his teeth and barely stood up.
"when!"
Blocking the flying sword that was stab in front of him, Ge Shixiong suddenly noticed a sharp pain in his shoulder, and a flying sword stabbed his shoulder again.
In just a short time, he was actually injured several times by Long Ao, and Ge Shixiong's face had become pale.
As if he had had enough, Long Ao's wrist moved, and the flying swords that surrounded Ge Shixiong suddenly turned around, and they pierced at Ge Shixiong one after another.
Seeing the critical moment of life and death, a cold light flashed in Gai Shixiong's eyes, and he suddenly shouted. Then he saw the aura burst out of his body, and a rune formation appeared next to him, wrapping him up.
A sneer appeared on Long Ao's face, with a look of contempt.
For a dignified cultivator, it is necessary to arrange runes in advance to use the formation?
The sword power remained undiminished, and in an instant it pierced the formation that Ge Shixiong had released.
Everyone was stunned at this time, and the dazzling performance of the two of them really made them unimaginable.
On the contrary, Ao Fan above the teahouse in the distance saw it with gusto, and didn't mean to worry about Long Ao at all.
Li Yang's expression became a little anxious when he saw that Ge Shixiong had displayed a magic technique that could only be used by a master.
The tip of the sword was on top of the formation, as if blocked by the formation, Long Ao's face didn't show the slightest anxious look, but he looked at Ge Shixiong quietly.
At this time, Ge Shixiong thought he had blocked the sharp sword, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in Ge Shixiong's ear.
"You surrounded yourself so tightly, have you ever thought about how to come out?"
Gai Shixiong sneered and looked at Long Ao and said, "You didn't recruit, right?"
Seeing that Ge Shixiong was so confident, Long Ao let out a laugh, shook his head and raised his hand, holding it tightly with one hand, the sharp sword surrounding Ge Shixiong instantly condensed, and then slammed forward.
"Crack~"
There was a slight cracking sound, and the dozen or so flying swords instantly penetrated the formation around Ge Shixiong. With a shocked expression on his face, the flying swords pierced into Ge Shixiong's body.
"Puff~ Wow!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth in an instant, and dozens of extra wounds on Ge Shixiong's body suddenly spurted countless blood.
A chill instantly enveloped everyone's hearts, and it took a long time for them to recover.
I saw that Long Ao waved his hand, a dozen flying swords instantly turned into light and disappeared, and that flying sword also turned into a handle at this time, and flew back to Long Ao's hands.
The aura was exhausted, and his life was gone, Ge Shixiong knelt down on the high platform abruptly on both knees, no more movement.
Everyone suddenly came back to their senses, looking at Long Ao standing holding hands on the high platform in horror, only a trace of entanglement appeared in their expressions.
It's too strong. They asked themselves that it is difficult to deal with Long Ao with one person's power, but each family has their own minds, and it is as difficult as the sky to join forces.
For a long time, Long Ao stood alone on the high platform, staring at each other, motionless as if he had finished his own business.
Seeing that no one came to the stage for a while, Long Ao showed a playful smile on his face, and said sarcastically: "Heroes, aren't you scared?"
Cheng Yaojin didn't get angry when he heard these words. He was valued by Long Ao from the beginning, and the other party was so powerful. He asked himself that he was not an opponent, so there was no need to go up and find uncomfortable.
Besides, this is obviously aimed at other people. What does it have to do with Cheng Yaojin?
Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojin stepped aside and retreated, separating himself from the anti-king who was looking for death, so as not to accidentally injure himself by Long Ao.
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