No one knew what was happening to Fang Yuan, and no one except Jin Hanxue paid attention to it. The fierce battle between Xi Jianchi and Xie Jianxiu had reached a critical moment. The four Chengtian The elder had accumulated a lot of strength at this moment, and naturally no one would hold back. The sword spirit was moved to the extreme, and it slashed down at the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool.
But although the people of Chengtian Sword Dao attacked in advance and took advantage, in terms of cultivation level, the four elders were all Nascent Souls, one level higher than the disciples of Xi Jian Chi, but the disciples of Xi Jian Chi were in danger. Despite this, he still showed his potential beyond imagination. Led by the disciple named Xuan Chi, his sword intent was so strong that he could withstand the pressure from the people of Chengtian Sword Dao and struggled to hold on.
"Haha, one of the seven famous swords in Xijianchi, it is indeed well-deserved..."
And during this fierce battle, Young Master Chengjian was also watching with cold eyes, making calculations in his mind.
As soon as they came up, the focus of the sneak attack was on the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal. They thought that if they got rid of this person, everything would be fine, but they didn't expect that the Sword Washing Pool was willing to send a swordsman to the ninth path. When the snow line came up, what I didn't expect was that this swordsman was obviously only a golden elixir practitioner, but he had already cultivated to the sword heart state, and even obtained one of the seven famous swords in the sword washing pool.
In this way, the strength he displayed at this time was even more terrifying than that of the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal. In addition, the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool also tried their best. When they moved their hands at this time, it was not as expected. They can be dealt with so easily!
"The night is long and the dreams are many, but things will change if you are too late..."
This thought quickly came to his mind, and his eyes became cold.
Now that you have the advantage, why continue to fight with these people
Every evil cultivator of Chengtian Sword Dao has been hunted down by Xi Jianchi countless times, and they believe in one truth in their hearts.
Only the dead disciples of the Sword Washing Pool are good sword cultivators!
"Uh-huh!"
Having made up his mind, he took a step forward with a stern smile on his face. Suddenly, he turned the black sword upside down and stabbed his eyebrow lightly, staining it with a drop of his life essence and blood. Then he muttered silently, The sword intent suddenly surged at this moment, and then there were swishing sounds around him, and seven or eight black shadows appeared, floating quietly in the void.
"Kill them!"
Young Master Chengtian smiled lightly and pinched his sword fingers.
The seven or eight black shadows around him swayed with sword intent at the same time, just like the seven or eight white robes whose strength was not inferior to that of the sword-washing pool disciples. The pressure on the Jianchi disciples suddenly increased.
When Jianzi Xuanchi, who was guarding the front, saw this scene, his eyes turned red, he gritted his steel teeth, and rushed forward, violently breaking the heart of the sword. Immediately a dazzling cold light burst out, condensing in one place, it was like a wall against the group of black shadows, and then the coldness circulated, trying to swing these shadows away, and slash them back with a sword.
But at this moment, the young master Chengtian laughed happily, and then pointed the black demon sword lightly.
Boom!
The shadow of Elder Min appeared next to him. Although he was incorporeal, his sword intent surged, turning into boundless wind and snow, like snow falling, and rumbled down towards the swordsman Xuan Chi. , the sword intent is terrifyingly strong.
The sword boy Xuanchi took on seven or eight sword spirit attacks with one sword, and he could still withstand it. However, when Elder Min's sword spirit shot, it was directly beyond the range that he could bear. The cold light in front of him was shattered inch by inch, and his whole body was shattered. He was also ejected, and his back hit the stone wall of the Sword Tomb heavily. After breathing for a long time, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound.
"Kill them!"
Young Master Chengjian glanced at Elder Min's sword spirit with satisfaction, waved his hand easily, and said: "Be careful not to hurt the soul!"
Several Chengtian Sword Dao elders around looked at each other, laughed, and rushed out at the same time.
When they took action, they also destroyed the sword spirit. Several black shadows appeared around everyone. It looked like there were dozens of people. The evil aura was strong, and the sword intent was swaying, connecting with each other, just like A tide also seemed to be rolling towards the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool.
"Alas, Taoist Demon Leader, what can I do..."
A sigh suddenly sounded.
Just when they were about to rush in front of the group of disciples of the Sword Washing Pool, the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, who had been attacked by Young Master Chengtian and was seriously injured, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with splendor. Out of it, a little man who looked like him suddenly appeared, holding a sword light, jumped straight into the air, and then suddenly swung forward.
That sword light was so terrifying that it directly crushed the black tide and rushed directly towards Young Master Chengtian.
"No, the Nascent Soul is out of its shell..."
All the cultivators in the field were shocked, and both good and evil screamed out.
No one expected that this Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, at this juncture, would not hesitate to come out of his Nascent Soul shell to defend against the enemy.
There are very few swordsmen who are good at emerging from the Nascent Soul shell, and there are many who are unable to come out of the shell at all. If they are forced to come out of the shell, although it is possible to exert extremely strong power in a short period of time, whether they can return to the physical body depends on it. is a question without an answer.
But this Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, obviously because his body was seriously injured and his strength was weak, he simply tried his best.
When he emerged from his shell, he had no hope of ever returning to his physical body.
"Uh-huh!"
When the Nascent Soul emerged from its shell, it struck directly in front of Young Master Chengtian with a sword that was sharp and terrifying.
Even Young Master Chengtian was obviously taken aback. Fortunately, he had already refined Elder Min's soul. At that moment, Elder Min's shadow rushed directly in front of him, and the sword immortal's shadow Nascent Soul collided, and then both parties stepped back at the same time.
Even the young master Chengtian broke out in a cold sweat and said in a hateful voice: "Force me to come out of my shell. Let's see how long you can last..."
As he spoke, he destroyed Elder Min's sword spirit protection, and took a step back. He rolled up his big hand, and with a rumble, he attracted a large group of snow from the outside through the gap in the sword tomb. , like a magical power, he waved his big hand and rushed directly towards the Nascent Soul of the Sword Immortal. The temperature in the entire sword tomb suddenly dropped in such an instant.
"On this snowy field, ordinary Nascent Souls don't dare to come out of their shells, let alone a sword cultivator like you?"
Looking at the Sword Immortal Yuanying wrapped in the wind and snow, Young Master Chengtian showed a sneer on his face and waved his hand at the same time.
The elders didn't even wait for his orders before they violently attacked the seriously injured disciples of Xijianchi. After all, they were Nascent Soul cultivators. Although they had no exotic treasures to protect their bodies, they had to forcefully break through the ninth snow line. The wind and snow are really freezing, but now in this sword tomb, the longer you stay, the more mana you recover, but now the fighting is getting more and more fierce.
In this situation, even the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal couldn't hold on. He intuitively felt that a sword immortal, a swordsman, and so many elites in white robes were restrained everywhere in this sword tomb. , there was no hope of a comeback, and my heart immediately became desperate.
He wanted to get the Nascent Soul out of its shell at the risk of death, hoping to give all his disciples a chance to survive. But what he didn't expect was that Young Master Chengtian was not stupid. He actually directly lured Xueyuan Fengxue in, which happened to restrain him. Nascent Soul is now on the verge of collapse...
As for the swordsman named Xuan Chi, his own strength was very terrifying. Even if he faced the four great Nascent Soul Elders of Chengtian Sword Dao, he was strong enough to defeat him, but he was suppressed by Young Master Chengtian. When he came down, he had been injured before, and now he couldn't hold on any longer. As for the other disciples of Xijianchi, how much can they hold up under the pressure of the four great Nascent Souls of Chengtian Sword Dao
"God, are you still encouraging evil and destroying my righteous path?"
A deep sigh sounded out, and the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal thought suddenly and emitted a faint spiritual thought.
"Haha, what I hate the most is you self-righteous people..."
Young Master Chengtian felt this thought, but he sneered coldly, with a hint of ridicule flashing in his eyes.
"The right path will never be destroyed. Even if I destroy the sword's heart, I will force it on you..."
Sighing in a low voice, a dark light emitted from the Nascent Soul, which was indescribably terrifying.
"Uncle Master, please don't..."
The disciples of Xijianchi were all shocked and flew up to stop him.
But the four Chengtian elders looked horrified, and at the same time they launched countless sword spirits and attacked the general with the intention of stopping him.
At this moment when Qian Jun fired, a sword intent suddenly shot straight into the dome.
At this critical moment, this sudden sword intent frightened all of them.
He turned his head hurriedly and saw Fang Yuan sitting cross-legged on the ground. At this time, he was still sitting firmly. Opposite him sat Jin Hanxue. She was holding Fang Yuan's palm tightly, and she was struck by countless sword rays. The cut was bloody, but surprisingly, what she did was actually effective. Fang Yuan, who seemed to have been deeply evil, had a faint golden glow above his head.
That evil spirit is quickly fading away, replaced by a surge of righteousness.
Even the white cat that had been sitting next to them seemed to have a look of surprise in its eyes at this time. It became more energetic. Suddenly it jumped up and began to circle around Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue. Every time it turned, Circle, the figures of the two people became blurred and their energy became weaker. They seemed to be disappearing in this space, and they didn't know where they were about to go...
Looking at this scene, especially feeling the changes in Qi on Fang Yuan's body, all the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool suddenly looked frightened.
Jianzi Xuanchi looked at Yuanying Sword Immortal with a pale face: "Uncle Master, we just saw it wrong..."
His voice seemed to be filled with extreme bitterness: "He was not possessed by the devil just now, but he was resisting the devil's thoughts!"
"What he practices is not the Chengtian Sword Code..."
The evil sword cultivator shouted in even more horror: "It doesn't make sense. Why does his sword intent improve so quickly?"
(End of chapter)