"Impossible, even if my junior brother is only in the early stage of becoming an immortal, he is now holding a low-level fifth-grade Sangmen Sword. Even an ordinary middle-stage immortal can fight!" Fan Jingyin just couldn't figure out what happened to Xiao Naihe. In one move, Xu Qian was beheaded.
Xiao Naihe seemed to have thought of something, nodded, and said lightly: "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot that after the death of the inheritor of the Immortal Sword, the Immortal Sword will return to the sword tomb of the Danxia Sect!"
After saying that, Xiao Naihe didn't know when he had a sword in his hand.
"Zhengzheng!" With a soft chant, the Sangmen Sword suddenly flew out into the void. This fairy sword already had its own spiritual wisdom, and it could feel the murderous intention on Xiao Naihe's body.
It was also at this moment that the Sangmen Sword flew out of the air instantly, as if fleeing for its life.
Just in an instant, Xiao Naihe swung down the Sun Moon Qiankun Sword in his hand, and a white stream of light was cut off towards the Sangmen Sword!
"Clang!"
There was an unusual sound of the sword breaking. Fan Jingyin lowered his head and saw that the Sangmen Sword actually let out a miserable groan, and then split into two pieces.
"One sword can actually break the Sangmen Sword in two!" Fan Jingyin was slightly startled, and his face became extremely ugly.
When did Xiao Naihe become so powerful? Also a disciple in the early stage of becoming an immortal, Xiao Naihe was able to kill Xu Qian in one move, and what was the origin of the immortal sword in his hand? It could actually break the Sangmen Sword!
Fan Jingyin's face could not find any words to describe how ugly he was, but soon, the proud man of Danli Peak returned to normal. Although there was still a trace of panic in his eyes, it was covered up: "Xiao Naihe, where did the fairy sword in your hand come from? Did Dan Yue Feng give it to you?"
"You, Cheng Wendao and the others are really the same. You even have to ask the same question before you die!"
"Cheng Wen Dao?" Fan Jingyin was stunned for a moment, and then his face could no longer hide the shock, "Did you kill Cheng Wen Dao? No wonder the master said that Cheng Wen Dao's aura had disappeared. It turned out that he was dead. In your hands!"
Xiao Naihe shook his head and said calmly: "Not only Cheng Wendao, but also Yang Wusi, this old immortal also likes the sixth-grade alchemy scripture and sixth-grade elixir in my hand. You are all the same greedy, since you want to get me You have to pay the price for what you have in your hands.”
Listening to Xiao Naihe's calm voice, Fan Jingyin's heart once again surged, and he stared at Xiao Naihe: "Yang Wusi is a master in the middle stage of immortal transformation in the old world. He is not much different from me, but you actually If you can kill him, the Immortal Sword in your hand is much higher than the Sangmen Sword!"
Suddenly, Fan Jingyin seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "Could it be that you... you are the inheritor who got the sixth fairy sword at the Danxia Trial Meeting, and you are also the one who suppressed the innate fairy power. , A person who has reached the top of the ladder that no one has reached in thousands of years?”
Apart from this possibility, Fan Jingyin really couldn't imagine how the young man in front of him could kill Xu Qian. He could kill Xu Qian in just one move.
At the beginning, his two masters both said that he could suppress the innate immortal power to prevent him from entering the innate immortal way, and he could also climb to the highest point of the ladder. Once such a character enters the realm of Immortal Transformation, he will definitely far surpass the Immortal Transformation disciples at the same time!
Now Xu Qian finally understands why Xiao Naihe was able to kill Yang Wusi when he was in the early stages of becoming an immortal!
"You are much smarter than Cheng Wendao and Yang Wusi. You can guess this fact even without my reminder. But the smarter the person, the easier it is to die!"
"Xiao Naihe, since you are also the inheritor of the Immortal Sword, I don't want to lower my status to deal with you! But I have a good suggestion. If you can forget what happened today, I promise not to mention it again. Regarding this matter, maybe I can give you more help in the sect, how about that?"
Fan Jingyin now regards Xiao Naihe as a person of his level, not as a warrior in the early stage of becoming an immortal.
Xiao Naihe smiled coldly: "Today we are fighting to the death, so let's divide life and death among our subordinates!"
Without any hesitation, Xiao Naihe suddenly stabbed out with his sword. Although he was not very specialized in kendo, he was still able to deal with Fan Jingyin!
The sword shadows of the Sun, Moon, and Universe flashed in the void, and a series of astonishing sword energy came towards him. Fan Jingyin instantly felt that his breathing was being suppressed, as if he was suffocating: "Xiao Naihe, are you really so merciless?"
Xiao Naihe's eyes glowed fiercely, and he had no intention of talking nonsense with Fan Jingyin anymore.
"Okay, I'll fight with you too!" Fan Jingyin's eyes also flashed with a fierce light, and then he stabbed with the fairy sword in his hand.
"Shut up!"
The sound of swords clashing and the clear sword chant came in the void. The two inheritors of the Immortal Sword each exchanged a move when they met.
When Xiao Naihe was about to pursue him, Fan Jingyin suddenly moved, shrank up, put away the fairy sword, and ran out a hundred feet away.
"What a fine Fan Jingyin, what a proud son of Danli Peak." Xiao Naihe smiled coldly.
Ignoring Xiao Naihe's cynicism, Fan Jingyin knew that the strength of Xiao Naihe in front of him was not inferior to his own, and he was afraid that he really had no chance of winning in a real fight!
"As long as I can escape and return to the sect, no matter how powerful Xiao Naihe is, he can't do anything to me." Fan Jingyin doesn't think there is any shame in running away from the battle. In order to save his life, he will use any means. Face is not worth two. Money.
But Xiao Naihe didn't let Fan Jingyin succeed. Xiao Naihe shouted loudly: "God of War Demon Elephant, come!"
The shadow of the arms of the God of War Demon Elephant immediately attached itself to Xiao Naihe's body. From a hundred feet away, he punched out with a shocking pressure, hitting Fan Jingyin's back.
"What?" Seeing the God of War Demon Elephant behind him, Fan Jingyin's scalp suddenly went numb. Before he could take another half step away, the arms of the God of War Demon Elephant had already been swung down, and he smashed Fan Jingyin flat. , I can’t die anymore!
Even with Fan Jingyin's fairy sword, Xiao Naihe kept doing it and smashed the fairy sword into pieces with one punch. A fifth-grade, high-grade God of War Demon Elephant is not afraid of being unable to deal with a low-grade, fifth-grade fairy sword.
Putting away the storage bags on Xu Qian and Fan Jingyin, Xiao Naihe took a look and smiled lightly: "With two more storage bags, it seems that the river water can support them for a little longer during those times."
From the beginning to the end, Xiao Naihe never looked at the elixir in the storage bag. What kind of valuable elixir could a warrior in the middle or early stages of becoming an immortal get
Afterwards, Xiao Naihe set his sights in the distance and said calmly: "It's time to go to Jin Xiantang to solve the day's affairs!"