Chapter 26: A shot from the west

A person who has acquired supernatural powers can achieve the best body shape and do whatever he wants.
Those who have learned the sight of the sky can first see the flowers bloom, see the wind, see the dust, and then see the world in all its forms, until the six realms of life and death.
Those who have learned the ear can hear a hundred miles of talking and laughing, and thousands of miles of clouds, until they hear the language of the six ways of beings, suffering, joy, sadness and joy.
Wuxin didn't know the six magical powers of Buddhism at that moment, only these three. However, only three doors are enough to shock the world. Those five flying swords came extremely fast, extremely dangerous, and extremely overbearing. But in Wuxin’s eyes, it was very slow. When the sword came out of the box, he had already heard it. The sword reached his chest for only an instant, but he had spent several springs and autumns in his eyes. He leaned back, and the five swords brushed against him. go with. He smiled slightly, holding the last wind Xiao with his fingers, as if the Buddha smiled with a flower.
It is also the epic.
Wushuang held the sword box and instantly withdrew from three feet away, the other four flying swords also returned, but they did not enter the box and hung beside Wushuang.
"Feng Xiao!" Wushuang yelled, and the flying sword held by Wuxin trembled, as if trying to break away from Wuxin's hand in response to the master's voice. Unintentional did not stop, and with a light hand, Feng Xiao also fell to Wushuang's side.
Wuxin smiled and said, "The sword technique, open your eyes."
"The six Buddhist teachings have their own mystery." Wushuang didn't succeed with a single blow, but he was not annoyed, and smiled and showed his big white teeth.
The black scarf-masked leader of Wushuang City frowned slightly, and the spear in his hand couldn't help but vibrate.
"My senior brother can't wait again." Wushuang smiled, his fingers swayed slightly, and the five flying swords lined up in front of him, "If you are not injured, you really have to waste a lot of energy to beat you."
Wuxin's face changed slightly. Although he realized the three magical powers in an instant, it is also a fact that he abolished his martial arts on the mountain. At this moment, although he pretended to be calm and relaxed, he would vent his strength at any time. .
Lei Wujie took a step forward: "Monk..."
Wuxin shook his head at him, Xiao Se also stopped him: "Don't forget that there are thirty Wushuangcheng disciples behind him. If you go together now, even if you defeat this guy who knows swordsmanship, it will be a loss."
Tang Lian, Wuchan, and Lei Wujie all have the power of a battle, but apart from this young swordman, the leader with the silver spear is clearly not an easy master to deal with. There are so many Wushuangcheng disciples behind him, and his strength is real. Disparity.
"I have five swords at the right place. It seems domineering, but in fact it is just a bluff. You are optimistic now. The next few swords are my real swords. Monk, if you can hold the five swords, I will let How about opening my way?" Wushuang asked with a smile.
"Junior brother!" The leader sighed in his heart, and the junior brother was really self-willed at this critical moment.
"No loss." Wuxin took a step forward.
"Get off." Wushuang smiled, and tapped his finger gently on the handle in front of him, "stop him."
The handle flew softly in front of Wuxin, Wuxin's footsteps were blocked, and he could not step in front of the sword box as before.
"Break his breath." Wushuang knocked on Yunsuo, and Yunsuo whizzed out, heading towards Wuxin's eyebrows.
Unintentional folded his hands together, and shouted angrily: "Stop!" That Yunsuo stopped, but didn't turn his head back, his castration remained unabated.
"Qingshuang, take his first level." Wushuang blew lightly, and that handle of Qingshuang flew out with a chill.
"Broken!" Wuxin shouted again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The three flying swords immediately lost their flying momentum and fell to the ground.
Wushuang nodded: "What a monk who is not afraid of death. Yu Ruyi, Feng Xiao!"
The last two flying swords finally moved!
However, Wuxin has fallen to the ground, and all his strength has been vented at that moment. He laughed bitterly. He did not expect that he would block Shen Jingzhou among the five prisons and block the original Luohan formation of Jiulong Temple, but he would eventually die. Under the flying sword of a young man.
"Don't kill him!" The black leader hurriedly shouted.
Wushuang smiled slightly and moved his finger lightly.
Tang Lian thought of countless ways at that moment to intercept those two flying swords.
Wu Chan hesitated for a moment, and finally took a step forward.
But they are all late, and a red dress has floated to Wuxin.
Everyone present, his martial arts cultivation base is the most shallow, if someone can stop these two swords, it is definitely not him. But because he couldn't stop him, his choice was simple.
Two flying swords, one inserted into his left shoulder and the other inserted into his right shoulder, blood spurted out instantly.
"Lei Wujie!" Tang Lian exclaimed.
"Fool." Xiao Se cursed with no emphasis.
The black leader over there also let out a sigh of relief.
Unintentionally sat on the ground and smiled bitterly: "There is no more stupid way than this."
Wushuang looked at the young man in red in front of him with interest: "What is your name?"
"Lei Wujie." Lei Wujie said, enduring the pain.
Wushuang frowned, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "It doesn't seem to be famous."
Lei Wujie only felt the wound on his shoulder hurt more.
Wushuang knocked on the sword box: "Hey, my sword doesn't hurt the unknown. Boy, you have to remember it, you must be famous in the future."
"Huh?" Lei Wujie was taken aback, then smiled, "That's natural."
Wushuang's fingers gently hooked, and the three flying swords that fell on the ground and the two that were stuck on Lei Wujie's shoulders all flew back. He waved his sleeves and wiped the blood from the sword. Five flying swords Fall into the box. Wushuang closed the sword case, stood up, and walked leisurely to the black-clothed leader's side: "Big brother, I'm finished."
The black leader nodded silently, did not speak any more, and walked forward with his spear.
"Lu Yudi, the disciple of Wushuang City," Tang Lian said coldly.
"Tang Lian, the big disciple of Xueyue City?" Lu Yudi said in his tone.
A silver light flashed in Tang Lian's hand, and the fingertip blade was already in her hand.
Lu Yudi waved his spear and took off like a dragon.
Seeing that they were about to collide, Tang Lian was exhausted, and all his strength was above the blow. Lu Yudi's shot did not leave half of his strength. For opponents like Tang Lian, it is not to kill but to hurt. A joke, the only thing you can do is fight with all your strength.
All the Wushuangcheng disciples who had not dismounted behind him waved their whip and rushed forward.
Wu Chan, who has not participated in the battle, held his breath for a few moments, and always raised his eyes to the sky and let out a roar. Half of the horses knelt to the ground in an instant and could not get up again.
Wushuang, who put away the sword box, looked at the scene in front of him, and shook his head: "This is too ugly."
At this moment, there was a sudden sound from the west.
"only!"
Tang Lian and Lu Yudi looked back abruptly.
But I saw a dark golden long spear coming from the west, cutting through the sky, and the gunshot rang like a dragon.
Tang Lian and Lu Yudi hurriedly withdrew, the momentum of that shot has exceeded their cultivation base too much, and all they can do is avoid their sharp edges.
The spear was inserted between the two men, and a gully of tens of meters appeared instantly, stopping the two men and horses.
"Who!" Lu Yudi shouted angrily.
"I." A faint voice answered him, a black suit floated from a distance and landed firmly on the spear.
Tang Lian was surprised: "Three Masters!"
The man in black turned his head and forgot Lu Yudi's glance: "Who am I, Shi Cai?"
Lu Yudi couldn't restrain the fear in his heart. The silver spear in his hand kept screaming, but he couldn't say a word.
"You don't recognize me? Can you recognize my gun?" The man in black asked again, his tone still cold.
Lu Yudi felt pressured by the mighty force, and it was extremely difficult to even gasp, and finally couldn't help roaring, and with a sharp wave of the spear in his hand, it was just a wave.
Break every inch!
Lu Yuzhai retreated violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood every time he took a step back. He took 30 steps back and finally stopped with the help of Junior Brother Wushuang.
"I want to ask, who am I?" The man in black stood on the spear and looked at him in the distance.
Lei Wujie was already stunned, with only one thought in his mind: Is this... still a human?
Xiao Se, who had just bandaged his wounds, turned his head and looked at the man in black standing on the black golden spear, with a serious expression: "Lei Wujie, don't you like to listen to Jianghu stories? This person, you must remember Now, even if you have seen Fengxuejian Shen Jingzhou, and the King of Broken Hollow Swordsman Sun before, you can forget all of them. You must remember this person."
"No matter how good those people play with their swords, and how good their swords are, they can't be confused with the title."
"This person is different, he is not one, he is the first."
"The person who uses a gun is the first in the world."
"The spear fairy, Sikong Changfeng."