Vast snowfields, valleys of glaciers.
More than ten big wings, circling around the sun. Now chirp chirp -- "and now puff puff puff. Pairs of vertical pupils, golden and imposing, looked down upon the hard-to-win fighting sword beneath them.
The sun had already set slightly, and the intense sunlight had not abated in the slightest. It spread over the golden feathers of the Great Owl, glittering and shining. It shines on the vast glacier, shining brightly.
Ten figures, their golden armor shining. Shining brightly in the sun. Ten golden swords, standing straight up to the sky. The golden light flashed in the shadow of the swords, blinding and blinding, making it impossible to look directly at. Ten warriors in golden armor stand in a circle in the air, their fingers pressed against their chests and spells repeated. A sudden golden sword light rose from beneath the feet, instantly encircling the ten golden figures.
Elara's pretty face was solemn, her fine eyebrows furrowed, and she held a long ice sword in her hand, glowing with blue light, knowing that this fight was by no means easy.
In the blink of an eye, the golden sword's light shone brightly, and it shone with might. The qi swords spun rapidly from the outside in. With the speed of thunder, it spins from bottom to top. With a "buzzing" spell, it condensed into an enormous vortex of the qi sword. The chilling wind pierced through the bones, and the streaks of sword light were full of murderous intent.
With such an unmatched sword form, it looks far more powerful than the whirlwind Lock Gold Sword array that once assisted the Water warrior Queen, Water Cloud Feng. If this sword formation were to strike the spirit of the scale-faced feather back then, it would be even more powerful! But at the moment, the spearhead is clearly aimed at Water Elara and the Nine Spirits.
It seems as if the long-suppressed blood feud is now fully condensed in the "Whirlwind Lock Golden Sword" formation. In an instant, it struck down, with ten thousand golden rays shining together, each blade as powerful as a sword. New and old grudges, two blades, two edges, one strike, one stroke, all wiped out. The dead are mourned, the living are relieved. Sorrow and hatred, grievance and debt are thus cut off.
Looking at the mighty and powerful sword formation, Kellen couldn't help but feel a heavy heart. A pair of hands reached into the layer of ice and snow on the hillside, the spirit condensed, and a seven-foot long ice sword suddenly emerged in her hand, held tightly. Strange blue glows shone on the sword. The chill of the forest, mingled with the cold of the snowy slopes, gradually gave rise to blue sword glows. With a slight misstep, Kellen's long ice sword could kill the enemy without a trace.
As the golden air sword vortex grew larger and larger, the power of the sword wind grew stronger and stronger. Elara felt a heavy heart and couldn't help grasping the straight hilt of the ice sword with both hands. Streaks of blue light, accompanied by a string of spells from Elara's mouth, transformed into a roll of deep blue light, straight towards the top of the ice sword.
"Shield!"
One word, "Cover", shout through the air from the golden, dancing sword array. Like the "good" wheel of the great man from beyond the heavens in the abyss of the beast, it shakes the heavens and the earth, descends through the mountains, rises layer upon layer, never ceases to be heard.
Golden sword formation, swirling over the top. Ten thousand sword rays, each shining and mighty. As if in the tiger's mouth, streaks of sharp fangs were instantly swallowed towards Elara. Ten thousand beams of sword light converge in one place. Golden whirlpools suck the wind and roll the snow. The sound of the sword rain, "ding-ding," struck Elara straight down, and at the same time, it struck Nine Spirits.
Such a huge wind of swords swirled between heaven and earth, like a tornado. Elara, with her delicate and graceful figure, appears extremely small and frail under the flying and dancing wind of the sword. It was as if a sword had struck, and the soul had flown away.
Elara was not afraid at all in the face of such a powerful sword wind. The expression was solemn, and the sword moves in his hand were already well-planned. In the vortex Sword form, three feet away from himself.
"Break!"
A sword breaks through the sky!
Ten years ago, the Calamity Spirit Castle's sword cuts through the clouds and thunder. In the dark expanse of the sky, it split out a more than ten feet wide. At this moment, even if the Whirlwind Locking Golden Sword has no equal power, how could it withstand the unpredictable power of the clouds and thunder? Moreover, for the past ten years, Elara has never failed to work hard for her dream. He has also mastered the supreme swordsmanship of "Xuantian Pili Zhenjue". The depth of the swordsmanship in the hand, the dexterity of the swordsmanship, is no longer what it used to be, profound and unfathomable.
At that time and in that situation, Elara slashed out a sword in her hand. Even the power of heaven could resist it. How much more so for a mere sword formation made by the human power of the Golden Spirit Clan?
Elara saw a blue lightning in his hand, thundering clouds, and a vertical strike down. In the center of the golden vortex sword formation, it split in two and exploded with a loud crash. Two halves of the vortex of sword light, though the golden light was not diminished, though the sword edge was not matched, though the might was mighty. So what? It was still torn in half by the air sword in Elara's hand, each part divided.
A blue beam of light pierced through the sky and took on the shape of a sword, spanning the golden vortex sword array. For a moment, gold and blue shone brightly, trading with brilliance. Between heaven and earth, it was like a whirlpool of fireworks, roaring and exploding. Even in broad daylight, the sky is bright. But it could be clearly seen that sparks were flying and golden rays were shining. In this mid-air, the sudden burst of brilliance was no less than the light of the sky.
Just looking at a huge blue light sword in the middle of the vortex sword array, even more so, in the glow of the golden light, it was like a deep blue dragon stretching across the sky from north to south. The mighty deep blue sword energy, in an instant, divided the golden sword light into east and west.
A deafening, earth-shaking explosion, reverberating through the void valley. The Five Celestial owls hovering above the sky, "chirp chirp --", disperse in all directions. In no time, the flapping wings of "pupu" vanished from the sky without a trace.
In the fields, flocks of startled birds flapped and chirped. Flapping, it soars into the sky and out of the forest, as if it had been struck by an ill omen of a disaster. The wild beasts in the mountains run at full speed, in groups and in all directions. In the midst of the deafening roar of terror, they were so frightened that they made their hair stand on end and howled and wailed.
For a moment, the wailing shook the gullies and the chirping to the sky.
"Bang bang bang..."
Ten golden-armored men, like five men who had just been shaken away by the Nine Spirits, crashed into the towering ridges on both sides with a dull thud.
"Puff!" Mouthfuls of blood, like rain and mist, sprayed into the air. In the glow of the sun, it glinted with the divine color of blood, so dazzling. The seven-foot golden swords, no longer glowing with golden light, were coldly held in the hands of the golden-armored warrior. For a while, they seemed unable to hold up.
Elara, holding his sword in mid-air, walked towards a wounded man. Her graceful figure, her supple waist, her slender and beautiful legs, and her light and carefree gait showed no sign of exhaustion at all. Instead, she added a touch of fairy-like grace. The long, slender ice blade pointed sharply towards the chest of the golden-armored warrior and asked sternly, "Tell me, what's going on!"
The golden-armored warrior, with thick eyebrows and thick lips, was now breathing weakly but not dead. After all, Elara had no intention of killing and had just used the sword, naturally leaving some force. This group of golden-armored warriors, though seriously wounded, are several times stronger than the wounded in the crystal ball. But just now the Spirit Sword array was broken by Elara, and the practitioners of the array were bound to suffer some internal injuries. With time to recuperate, they will naturally recover as usual.
At the moment, Elara was very curious as to why these people were blocking the way. And the spirit and martial arts were so remarkable that it was clearly not as simple as ordinary vendeasy. So Elara was eager to get to the bottom of it.
"Humph! Kill or scrape, do as you please! Why say more?" The golden-armored warrior looked extremely astonished, unable to believe that he had been defeated by the water sword, and even more unbelievable that this man was just a young girl of about ten years old! Even though the big men were not convinced in their hearts, they had no power to fight back at this point of defeat. Looking at the little girl before him, he doesn't know him and doesn't want to say much. Lying feebly on the snowy slope, staring blankly at water Elara, just waiting to die.
"Ha! You don't have anything to say before you die?" Elara looked closely at the man in front of her, trying to see if she could find anything in him. The woman's intuition, with the tip of her sword, made a slit in the golden-armored warrior's waist.
"Huh?" Elara was surprised. It was discovered that the golden-armored warrior's belt was embroidered with a "barking Wolf head". Barking Wolf head? Isn't it the same as the Wolf head embroidered on the waist of the young golden-armored warrior at the thatched post on the frontier just now? Elara did not think much of it. He activated his magic, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into an ice lolly claw. With a pull at the golden-armored warrior's waist, he immediately grabbed the golden belt in his hand.
"Um!" " Elara sneered, pointing to the "Barking Wolf Head" embroidery in his hand, and said coldly, "You don't have to say anything!" The golden-armored warrior had been looking haughty, waiting for Elara to kill him. When he saw that Elara had recognized the embroidery of the "Barking Wolf Head", his face was filled with astonishment. The whole face turned pale at once with terror.