Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 239: Black and white two old men
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When Jian Wuxin's words fell, the purple halo around his body continued to circulate, and his spiritual power continued to converge toward his body from all around. ￠￡top ￠￡ click ￠￡小￠￡ instead of releasing it from his body.
Boom.
A wave of invisible fluctuations dispersed, and those elders with higher cultivation levels felt the wave of fluctuations clearer, and looked at Jian Wuxin with distrust in their eyes.
Jian Wuxin's long flowing hair swayed slightly, and his vicissitudes of life continued to become illusory.
A purple river formed by the concentration of purple spiritual power is turbulent, rolling in the void constantly, and the momentum alone is more profound than that of Fu Qingzhen.
The same spiritual power transforms mountains and rivers, one turns into green mountains, and the other turns into a river. Both of them are both easy to grasp, but it is obvious that Jian Wuxin's momentum is more powerful than the halal.
You need to know that Zhenren Fu Qing broke through to the early stage of Dao Yuan realm not long ago. Could this sword Wuxin cultivation base be higher than this?
At first, Hua Lingsu and Yuan Yixiu, who were not shocked by Fuqing's breakthrough, were also full of shock at this time. At their level, they naturally understood how big the gap was between the early and middle stages, but they didn't wait for them to react before they realized that they were wrong, because Jian Wuxin's breath suddenly rose again, and it was the late Dao Yuan realm!
After using the spiritual power to transform the mountains and rivers, Jian Wuxin's momentum increased again, and a silver-white flying sword appeared in his hand. The flying sword is slender, but without the slightest fluorescence. Although it looks simple, it is so ordinary. The long sword, there is nothing surprising, the whole material is like jade but not jade, like iron and not iron.
Waving his right hand, driving his sleeves to rippling, this flying sword suddenly emerged with a shocking silver-white light, the sword aura was as big as a bullfight, and it shot directly towards the entire dojo.
"Jian Wuxin, do you dare!" Immediately after Fu Qingzhen's angry voice sounded, he suppressed the violent inner shock, and kept thinking about how to deal with this fierce offensive.
Originally, I just wanted to take advantage of myself to break through the realm, take the opportunity to give Jian Wuxin a disarm, and show off his strength by the way, so as to see if there is any possibility of further suppressing the Xuantian Sword Sect. Who knows that Jian Wuxin is even better than the realm I am still tall, and have been hiding himself for so many years.
After casting this sword, Jian Wuxin's aura wilted, and the obvious spiritual power fluctuations dissipated a lot. Obviously, after casting this blow, Jian Wuxin's spiritual power was consumed a lot.
"It turned out to be the Xuantian Sword, this is the immortal tool left by the old man Xuantian!" Hua Lingsu cried out in surprise.
"It seems that this old guy came here prepared this time. There is a good show to watch now." Yuan Yixiu's expression revealed a mysterious smile. Although he said so, he actually hid his strength.
The other three holy places are no longer targeting the Xuantian Sword Gate in a day or two. He and Hua Lingsu are naturally aware of this, but they don't want to intervene in it.
While Master Fu Qing was still thinking about what to do, Jian Wuxin's two attacks had already arrived in an instant. The long rushing purple river entangled the looming green hills directly and fiercely just like a real scene.
As the purple river entangled, the green hills were still stable and solid, unmoved, and then the purple river changed and solidified. Instead of overcoming the strength with softness, it chose to fight hard.
The rushing purple river immediately roared and rolled, like a giant knife, facing the green mountain with the force of breaking the Huashan Mountain.
The huge roar shook people's eardrums, and saw that the green hill was slammed down and turned into nothingness. What is peculiar is that there is no scene of rubble.
The green mountain transformed from spiritual power was destroyed, and affected by the backlash, the real person Fu Qing forced the blood in his body to churned, and his throat was sweet. This is not the most important thing right now, what is important is the attack brought by that fairy weapon Xuantian sword.
The power of the fairy weapon is invincible, but the spiritual power required is also huge, even with the unintentional power of the sword, the aura is a little faint under this sword.
The silver-white sword aura, I already felt the sharp edge before getting close. Real man Fu Qing could hardly see the extreme. He knew that if he did not take the sword, he would not only suffer damage to his face, but also suffer severely. Injuries, at the same time the entire dojo will be destroyed, besides, several other holy land men and horses here are all here, this face can not be lost, even if you desperately must stop this sword spirit!
Gritting his teeth, True Man Fu Qing mobilized his inner spiritual power to its maximum, and at the same time released spiritual power, transforming into a large light curtain covering the entire dojo, watching the sword in the sky unintentionally, trying to resist the sword At the same time, let the whole dojo unscathed.
An orange shield abruptly appeared in Zhen Fu Qingzhen’s hand. With the activation of his spiritual power, a large orange light curtain also covered the front of his body, and his whole body was released, ready Resist the oncoming sword energy.
The people of the other four holy places are secretly guarding this. They will naturally not intervene in the fight between the two, but if the halal cannot resist it, they will definitely not allow the situation that affects the fish pond. The disciple behind the door.
At the same time, Yuan Yixiu's expression was a little gloating. This real Fuqing person was raped this time but was scorned. He is the only one here who knows the details and true strength of the Xuantian Sword Sect. Although he does not understand why the Xuantian Sword Sect has been so low-key, he felt extremely happy in his heart when he saw Jian Wuxin's explosion!
The silver-white sword aura exuded a sharp edge, instantly shattering the spiritual power released by Fu Qingzhen, and the huge stones on the outermost ground around the dojo immediately turned into powder. Now only the middle part is intact. But soon the center of the dojo also became critical.
The orange aura keeps flickering, bright and dark, it seems that the magic shield of Fu Qingzhen can't support it for long. Even he himself looked a little shaky.
Jian Wuxin smiled contemptuously, and then moved again, another sword, which seemed to be an understatement, but it made those who watched it undoubtedly frightened.
This Jian Wuxin has the ability to spur a second sword! You must know that using the fairy every time is not so simple!
Master Fu Qing's pupils are about to rupture, bloodshot, watching this scene, if he knew this was the case, he would not be the first to test Jian Wuxin if he was killed. Just for others to make wedding dresses, gave others a chance to act unscrupulously.
The sword energy of the first sword has not dispersed, and the second sword has spewed out. The situation is very unfavorable to True Man Fu Qing. It is impossible to say that he himself will be seriously injured or even fall. After all, he was caught off guard. At the same time, bloodshot eyes were already full of killing intent. Jian Wuxin, in the late Dao Yuan realm, turned out to be faster than his cultivation. Maybe it won’t be long before Xuantian Sword Sect has a Mahayana power in the future. After a while, as long as you don't die, you have to take the opportunity to stay and kill Jian Wuxin. To prevent future troubles.
The thought hadn't dissipated yet, an old voice rang out, and Fu Qing felt that the pressure that had enveloped him and the sharpness had disappeared.
"Wuxin Palm Teaching is really a big handwriting. As soon as I took it out, I took out the town sent immortal artifacts of the Xuantian Sword Gate." The voice was suddenly distant and close, although it was hoarse, it was ethereal.
When the voice fell, the previous remnant sword energy dissipated in an instant, and at the same time a black spiritual force gushed out, and the only remaining intact dojo center was firmly protected by the way.
On the other side, a white aura enveloped a figure, and only a colorful glow was seen flying out of that figure. As the flight trajectory gets farther and farther, the colorful glow is getting bigger and bigger, and finally It finally appeared in the void, it turned out to be a big bell!
The whole body of the clock is engraved with a series of spiritual patterns, densely packed, and the seven colors exude dazzling colors from time to time, blinking alternately, endlessly.
When this clock came out, it appeared in the void, and the surrounding world seemed to have become thicker and more solid. This is the power of the fairy!
"Hehe, even the Wandaozong's magical bells have come out, don't you need money for the immortal instruments, one is bigger than one hand." Hua Lingsu's eyes flashed, and he looked at the scene in the sky with interest.
"Boom..."
A loud impact, followed by endless echoes. The second sword aura roared directly on the bell.
The immortal weapon versus the immortal weapon, the other is a sharp weapon, which is sharp and sharp. One is a heavy defensive weapon, solid and stable. No distinction between the two!
At this time, the competition was to see the person who manipulated the fairy weapon, and it was obvious that Jian Wuxin had fallen short this time.
At this time, all the movement disappeared, and the two figures emitting black and white auras appeared.
The hair is messy, the purple robes and the ragged Fu Qingzhen are a little embarrassed, and he is shot at the last minute, otherwise he should be embarrassed.
When seeing the two figures standing quietly in the void, Zhen Fu Qing clearly showed surprise in his eyes, and then immediately used his mind to transmit the voice, because now is a perfect opportunity to leave Jian Wuxin.
The old man in black robes looked a little gloomy, with black hair and a hooked nose. Breath out. Although the white-clothed old man has silvery hair, he looks even more immortal. He manipulated the previous magic clock, and it looks very beautiful when you look at it.
The two are the black and white elders of Wan Daozong. Both of them were in the early stages of Mahayana realm. Hearing the voice of Fuqing Zhenren, the eyes of the two flickered, considering the pros and cons, and then glanced at each other. It was obvious that the two of them had already made a decision about the next thing.
"My dear, what's going on today? I started the conversation before the conversation started. It's a fairy weapon and a Mahayana cultivator. Everything you can't usually see easily comes out." The troll king slapped his tongue secretly. They also have the immortal artifacts in the Taiman Mountain, and there are also Mahayana monks, but there are definitely not many, less than two.
Soong Chu just watched the situation in the field quietly with a sullen face, silently, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"The black and white old man. Haha." Xiaofeng in the apricot and yellow robe in the air suddenly chuckled. It seemed that the tone of the two Mahayana cultivators was still not wavering for a long time.
"Elder Xiaofeng, will I play a big game this time? I didn't even use the fairy tools. Even the black and white elders are alarmed." Xu Jiahui's expression has become heavy, and the situation seems to deviate more and more from the original. Estimate.
"It's okay, I am not afraid of breaking the sky today. Since I can bring you here, I can bring you back intact." Xiaofeng said lightly, his eyes just watching the next development of things.
Hearing this, Xu Jiahui feels relieved, he is not afraid of himself, but with five elite disciples, facing these disciples with unlimited aptitude, he can do everything he wants, and he can't let them happen. They are all sects. The future!
Five disciples, including Zhao Jiuge, looked at Elder Xiaofeng with admiration in their eyes, and secretly vowed in their hearts that they would practice hard, and after they had advanced their cultivation, they would also like Xiaofeng to protect the sect from wind and rain!
At this time, the black and white elders finally looked at Jian Wuxin, and the situation was instantly blurred!