Seeing Xie An, he protected himself tightly. Zong Shou shook his head secretly, this great annihilation sword could destroy everything. What's the use of keeping it
I meant to remind you, but when you think about it, even if Xie An attacks, he has no chance of winning. He could only sigh and shake his head, patting Chu Xue on the shoulder.
"Xue'er, those people probably can't do it. I can only look at you this time. Don't lose too badly. Remember, if you embarrass your young master this time! Then you won't be allowed to eat for ten days—"
Chuxue let out an 'ah' sound, feeling a little at a loss. Like Yuan Fei holding a sword, even a seventh-level peak person like Yuan Fei couldn't stop this desperate sword. How could he, a sixth-level person, be the opponent of that desperate sword? The young master is simply unreasonable!
I felt uneasy and worried about gains and losses, but inexplicably, I was a little eager to try.
Zong Shou didn't go to comfort him, but looked up at the sky. Suddenly he rose up with his sword and reached two hundred feet above.
At this time, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Jue Xin and the two of them. Except for the dozen or so powerful people above the ninth level, no one paid attention to his movements.
And here, after fumbling for a while. Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and suddenly took two steps into the void ahead.
There was actually no restriction to stop it, and the scene in front of him. Then there was a sudden change, and he was already in an attic.
Looking around, I saw a courtyard three hundred feet in size behind it. In front of the railing of this attic, you can overlook the scene below.
Han Fang was sitting on a rocking chair, his face covered with lines looking extremely gloomy. His eyes were filled with sharp light, looking at that desperate desire.
To the right of this person, there is a table and a rocking chair.
Zong Shou's eyes flashed with luster. He took a fist-sized, red fruit from the table and took a bite.
I just felt that the fragrance was overwhelming and my mouth was full of juice. As expected, it was also intense in my mouth. Compared with his best wine, it is a bit sweeter.
It is said that the red jade contains spiritual fruit. It is rumored that taking one can make a fourth-level spiritual master's martial arts improve by an entire level.
I couldn't help but secretly be stunned, this Han Fang was guarding the second floor of the Tibetan Sutra every day. He thought that Senior Brother Han lived there.
He usually keeps things quiet, but he didn't expect that this old man actually had a movable fairy mansion in his hands. Judging from the abundance of spiritual energy here, it is comparable to that of the Cangshengqiong realm.
And these innately strong people, the ruby jade-containing spiritual fruit that they couldn't ask for, was simply used as snacks.
Sure enough, he has lived in the divine realm for more than thousands of years. Even if he stays in the Cangsheng Dao Palace all year round, his wealth is far beyond what he can hope to achieve!
There was another clang of sword sound next to his ears, and Zong Shou looked down. In front of Juexu, black tide filled the air again, and a sword shadow struck out with countless black lightnings.
When the black light flashed, the spiritual shield in front of Xie An was penetrated almost instantly!
And those few escorts are struggling to save the people. But all he saw was that the black broad sword, which had a demonic breath, just swung violently, causing the seventh-level escorts to retreat with injuries. Then a sword suddenly stabbed Xie An's body.
Hearing another muffled sound of the 'canopy', Xie An's entire body was immediately knocked several dozen feet away.
Several protective spiritual techniques arranged around him fell apart. The purple and gold gown he was wearing was also shattered into pieces.
An eighth-level spiritual weapon robe was completely shattered.
Zong Shou frowned and thought, indeed! The Law of Destruction, as long as this despair sees its weakness. All spiritual weapons are like scum in front of this Great Extermination Sword. But today's desperation can be considered to be merciful.
That sword seemed to be cruel, but in fact it did not hurt Xie An, it just broke all the spiritual weapons around him.
Han Fang was also silent and fell into meditation. After a moment he turned his head again. He asked coldly: "What is your plan for letting Chuxue play? What kind of mystery are you doing?"
Zong Shou smiled and said nothing, walked to another rocking chair and sat down. He poured himself another glass of wine. He took a cautious sip and couldn't help but frown secretly. This was definitely Bai Ling Qiong. In later generations, a hundred grams of it would fetch a sky-high price for a 19th-level spirit stone.
How rich is this old Korean man
He knew that he couldn't drink, so he didn't dare to drink more. Fortunately, this small sip will not make you drunk. It's just that his face is slightly red.
On the contrary, the soul power in his body, which had been nearly dry up due to the sacrifice of the two beads of Glazed Fire and Dark Cold Yuan, became abundant again. A piece of spiritual fruit and a sip of wine restored all his energy.
Seeing Han Fang's expression becoming more and more impatient and gloomy. Zong Shou then raised his eyes slightly and said, "If I say that Xue'er can withstand more than ten swords of extreme desire, senior brother, can you trust me?"
Han Fang looked slightly startled, and took another careful look at Chu Xue, examining it carefully. The spirit sealing talisman and earth sinking talisman on this woman's body have been removed.
However, no matter how he observed it, he only felt that it was this woman, but her real power was stronger than others, and her physical foundation was extremely solid. What's more, there are twelve true talismans gathered in his soul. In terms of spiritual magic, he is considered to be above average.
Other than that, there is nothing noteworthy and surprising. It is just ordinary.
In his eyes, this woman's intelligence was not really considered smart and was not worth mentioning. Thinking about it, I haven't been able to learn any advanced swordsmanship in the past year and a half.
It's strange to say, I don't know how this first snow was achieved. With her understanding, she was able to gather twelve true talismans—
Inexplicably, he remembered what Zong Shou said to him a year and a half ago when he first arrived in the Cangshengqiong realm.
- If you don’t accept this apprentice, don’t regret it in the future.
Xuan Ji shook his head slightly: "I have no prejudice against this woman! She possesses the spirit-forged tiger bone. With these qualifications, she is enough to be the direct disciple of my sect. But she is too young to resist that desperate desire." It’s still a little short of heat—”
Zong Shou smiled when he heard this and lay on the rocking chair, rocking continuously: "Then how about a bet? I'll bet on your immortal mansion."
Han Fang couldn't help but say "Eh", thinking that this guy was full of confidence, and immediately laughed out loud: "It's okay to bet, but junior brother, do you have a bet of the same price now?"
Zong Shou's expression suddenly froze. Han Fang seemed not to have seen it, and then said: "Let's do this. If you win, then I will give you a million merits. If you lose, I will take over as the Lord of Cangsheng Palace for ten years. You must work hard without complaining - "
Zong Shou frowned slightly, a million meritorious deeds and ten years as Palace Master were not worth it.
"One million is less, at least two million! Master of Commons Academy, this is a hard and hard work. Looking at Junior Fang Wen, he looks like a little old man -"
"Yes!" Han Fang smiled and nodded, then narrowed his eyes slightly: "If Jue wants to bind his true energy and soul power, how sure are you with him now?"
Zong Shou sighed slightly but did not answer. Lying on the chair, he kept shaking and shaking, thinking that he still couldn't believe this old Korean man.
But think about it, if you don’t know Chuxue’s martial arts body. Who would have thought that this ordinary little girl with a cultivation level of less than seventh level could compete with Mr. Jian Jue Xin
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A quarter of an hour later, the atmosphere in this space-time rift was extremely depressing.
The nearly 10,000 disciples of Cang Sheng Dao here all looked at the field intently with their eyes spitting fire. And the people around who were watching the battle also held their breath to avoid irritating the nerves of these Cangsheng Dao disciples, who were already on the verge of collapse.
Six people fought six times, but the first five people were all defeated with one sword. No one can withstand a sword that destroys everything. And even in the end, Guo Yu only hurriedly resisted three swords and was cut off by the sword.
Standing about three hundred feet away, Lei Dong's expression was extremely complicated. After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This Jue Xin is so cruel! It seems that he really wants to force Tan Qiu out, but he doesn't hold back at all!"
In the past, Jue Xin's challenge to the various sects was really for the purpose of honing his sword skills, and he would never use force to overwhelm others. But this time, it was complete suppression! Eighth-level powerful strength, superb swordsmanship, and peak martial arts thoughts. The combination of the three is such that even the top five elite disciples of the Cangsheng Dao Palace are unable to receive a single sword!
"I think Guo Yu's strength should be slightly better than mine—"
In other words, if you are so desperate, take action with all your strength. He might not even be the enemy of this thunderous three-in-one.
With a bitter look on his face, Su Chen forced a smile and looked around again: "I think Cang Shengdao may have made a miscalculation this time. If we can't find a suitable candidate to turn the tide, I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed and lose my family this time. "
All around, I saw monks and warriors from various sects and sects, either sneering in silence, gloating over misfortune, or beaming with joy.
Lei Dong also frowned slightly, knowing that what Su Chen said was true. People in this world don’t care what the truth is. They would only take it for granted that this generation of so-called elite disciples of Cang Sheng Dao could not even take the sword of Jue Xu, which showed that they were unable to sustain their strength.
"I don't know who the next challenger of Cangshengdao will be?"
The seventh person should be the last candidate. He should also be the strongest disciple of this generation of Cang Sheng Dao and the final one. But apart from Guo Yu, he had never heard of any other characters. Could it be Tan Qiu
At this time, the tens of thousands of Cangshengdao disciples on the opposite side also came to their senses one after another, and then looked at each other in confusion.
"who is the next?"
"I remember that among the names the Palace Master mentioned just now, the last one seemed to be Xue Chu?"
"Is it her? The inner disciple of the Dharma Protector next to Chief Tan Qiu? I remember that little girl seems to be less than sixth level in strength?"
"How did the palace master and the others choose? How could it be the sixth level?"
Everyone's eyes were patrolling in private, trying to find traces of this 'Xuechu'.
Chu Xue was a little distracted, and the sword that Zong Shou made two years ago was the one that kept coming over and over in her mind.
It wasn't until everyone's eyes turned to him that they were suddenly surprised. Being stared at by countless eyes full of doubts and incomprehensions, I felt panicked for a while. Subconsciously, he wanted to retreat, but then he realized something, gritted his teeth and walked forward,