"Not bad, I can actually resist my spiritual arrow!" Mr. Guan's slightly closed eyes finally opened, and his voice was cold.

"But this time, it depends on how you resist it!" Master Guan slapped the storage bag, and immediately a large black bow appeared in his hand. After pulling it open, he actually put the previous brush on.

Master Guan sneered, then suddenly let go, and the brush roared out, and the air suddenly exploded. The pen seemed to be able to penetrate the space, with a sharp sound, and it came to Chen Rui's eyes in an instant.

Chen Rui's pupils shrank, and he knew that this attack was extremely destructive and could not resist it.

He didn't dare to hesitate at the moment, and stepped on the ground with one foot, and his body disappeared from the spot.

And just as Chen Rui disappeared, the brush had penetrated through the position he had stood before.

Master Guan's eyes condensed and said, "Although the body technique is wonderful, it is useless to me!"

He just turned around and swept it with a long bow in his hand. With a clang, Chen Rui's figure appeared and he couldn't help but retreat three feet.

And the brush returned to Master Guan's hands again.

Unexpectedly, the body technique that turned into invisible would not work for Master Guan.

It seems that the spiritual consciousness of the elixir monk is far stronger than that of the spiritual gathering monk, and the spiritual power contained in his body is even more different from heaven and earth.

Mr. Guan just now had a random blow from the longbow, and Chen Rui was easily repelled three feet away.

"The early stage of the cultivator in the Killing Pill is really hard to fight!" Chen Rui's mouth twitched.

On the other hand, Sumen students have formed a Qiankun Shifting Array. This formation is extraordinary. With a total formation, everyone's spiritual power can instantly gather on any person. The spiritual power of many students in the spiritual gathering stage gathering is extraordinary. In general, there is absolutely no chance of winning when encountering the great perfection of spirit gathering.

Therefore, Mu Chen was unable to win easily when he fought against these students.

Mu Chen danced wildly with his sword energy, his figure flashed, and he headed straight for a student in the middle stage of gathering spirits. As he approached, his sword-raising posture had already come out.

"clang!"

The student in the middle stage of the spirit gathering was not afraid at all. He put a sword flower in his hand and fought with the sword in Mu Chen's hand.

The sharp sound of the sword spread, and the rocks on both sides were immediately cut into pieces.

Mu Chen's face looked a little ugly and he stepped back.

"Your friend named Chen Rui is dead and alive in the face of Guan Jiaozhi. Look, you are completely unbearable now. And you are not far from defeat." A cultivator who gathers spirits at the hub of the formation sneer sneered.

"Does Confucian scholars, who are like frogs in a well, feel the feeling of slapping themselves in the face?" Mu Chen sneered.

After the words came, Mu Chen swung the long red sword in his hand, but it turned into sword lights and shot at the students overwhelmingly.

"It's ridiculous!" Smile for the students, the huge spiritual power turned into a barrier, blocking the sword light one by one...

Deeply feeling that the early stage of the Jindan monks were unable to fight, Chen Rui said to himself: "Then try the new magic method!"

Chen Rui's eyes flashed with a sharp light, he quickly pinched his hand, and pointed the Han Yu Sword into the air, and a black wind suddenly appeared out of thin air above the sword body. The black wind was extremely rich and could be seen with the naked eye.

The sound of the sword sounded, and the black wind filled the sky and the earth, surrounding Chen Rui's body, and instantly turned into a huge black giant sword. The sound of the sword roared and moved the nine heavens.

"Little Fenghuang Technique, Hu Feng!"

Of course, Chen Rui had just understood the essence of this move. Just imagine that Liu Rufeng used this trick to summon eight black giant swords. Each of them was far more powerful than Chen Rui's caller in front of him. Moreover, the eight black swords could be fused, and their power increased several times or even dozens of times.

Mr. Guan's face changed drastically and he murmured: "This... is this Qingfeng Art?"

Chen Rui did not answer, but pointed the Han Yu sword in his hand at Master Guan, and the Black Wind giant sword directly slashed at Master Guan.

Master Guan did not dare to be negligent at all. He pulled the long bow into a full moon shape, put on a brush, and then suddenly loosened it.

This time, Master Guan had already used all his cultivation, and the brush instantly turned into a long rainbow light. After leaving the string, there was a sharp sound of sound boom. As he passed, a straight and deep crack appeared on the ground of the route where the brush passed.

This style of bowing is so powerful that it is eye-catching.

Seeing this, Chen Rui was misty all over his body, and his body began to rotate continuously. The spiral cloud followed the Black Wind giant sword and thundered out in a thunderous manner.

With Chen Rui's current cultivation level, he can perfectly exert the power of this magic.

At this moment, the spiraling body was full of sword energy, like a white tornado, and the sharp sound of the sword roared and vibrated the earth. This technique was not inferior to that of Hufeng.

"boom!"

The brush that turned into flowing light first collided with the Mo Feng Sword. A shocking sound spread out loud, and gravel filled the sky, and the whole earth seemed to be shaking.

The sword energy wind blade mixed with black wind spiritual power turned into unparalleled fierce winds and burst out. This scene caused the faces of the two early-stage spiritual gathering monks of the Butcher's Sword Alliance to change drastically.

They knew clearly that if they were shot by this fierce wind, they would be disabled even if they were not dead.

In an instant, the brush and Mo Feng Sword collapsed. Mr. Guan couldn't help but shake, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a silver-white stream of light rushed out in the sky, and the rotating body was filled with the intent of the shocking sword, and it stabbed directly at Master Guan.

Master Guan was shocked and knew that if he used magic to defend himself, he would suffer severe damage. He did not hesitate at the moment. He slapped the storage bag and a black net appeared and threw it at Chen Rui.

Suddenly, the black net expanded by three feet in a radius and approached Chen Rui in an instant.

Chen Rui ignored it at all, and his spinning body brought up cloud-shaped sword energy, rolled up the huge net, and flew into the air.

At this moment, Master Guan's pupils shrank, and the strength of this technique was still above his expectations. A life-and-death crisis suddenly emerged. This was the first time that this danger had been encountered by a late-stage cultivator of the spirit gathering.

In horror, he raised his hand and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows without hesitation. Just as he pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrows, a great aura suddenly appeared, and a large amount of white aura appeared directly from his heavenly spirit. As the white aura gathered rapidly, it turned into a figure of a Confucian scholar. This person's body seemed to be empty but not empty, and was shrouded in the white aura.

As soon as this figure appeared, a powerful pressure suddenly spread around, and Chen Rui's rotating body seemed to be stuck.

The Confucian scholar slowly raised his hand, and immediately a purple air flew out, reaching unimaginable, and directly hit Chen Rui's sword tip.

Chen Rui's whole body shook violently, and the sword was blocked. What followed was a sharp pain, which swept across his body like a tide. Chen Rui's body suddenly retreated, and three or four mouthfuls of blood were spewed out continuously. His whole body roared, like a kite with a broken string, suddenly landing on the ground.

Chen Rui roared in pain, and although he was trembling, he still stood up.

At this moment, Master Guan's face was pale, staring at Chen Rui who was falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his body stepped back a few steps.

"This is impossible. It is impossible for me to eat my Sumen's unique skills and never die. Even if it is in the early stage of the Shattered Pan Jie Dan, I will be seriously injured and dying!" Master Guan's heart was filled with incredible cry.
Chapter completed!