Because although Liu Qiqi's sword was extremely powerful, it still missed the mark by a hair and failed to hit Tianshu's heart.
For Tianshu, who has the way of marking, as long as he hits Liu Qiqi once, it is equivalent to controlling the opponent's life in his hands. How many swords he wants to strike on her next is not entirely up to his own will.
The outcome of this battle is no longer in doubt.
"You are proud enough to be able to hurt me to this extent..." He slowly raised the Black Jue Sword and let out a heartfelt admiration.
The words came to an abrupt end midway through.
Tianxuan's expression suddenly froze, with a look of disbelief on her face.
Streams of unimaginably terrifying sword energy spurted out from the wound, violently sputtering in all directions. It was extremely ferocious and sharp. It instantly defeated the spiritual defense in the body with the force of breaking bamboo, and stabbed the internal organs.
It was riddled with holes and fragmented.
The point where Liu Qiqi's sword struck was less than an inch away from his heart.
The sudden burst of sword energy stabbed Tianshu's heart to pieces without any effort.
The power of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" was far beyond his imagination.
The number one master of the Dark Seven Stars moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
His raised right arm slowly dropped down, and the astonishment in his eyes gradually faded, eventually turning into darkness.
The Black Jue Sword fell from between his loosened fingers, and the extremely sharp blade was stuck on the ground. It penetrated as easily as stabbing tofu without making any sound.
After a few more breaths, Tianshu could no longer maintain his flight, and his body fell straight to the ground with a "plop" like a frightened bird.
Liu Sanque stepped forward quickly and stretched out his hand to probe his nose, but could no longer detect any breath.
The genius of a generation, the strongest spiritual master in the past, unexpectedly fell to the top of Qingfeng Mountain and died at the hands of a young girl.
Won!
Liu Sanque was overjoyed and was about to raise his head to congratulate his daughter when he saw Liu Qiqi's delicate body trembling and she also fell from the air.
"Qiqi!"
Liu Sanque's expression changed drastically. He moved his feet and instantly appeared at the position where Liu Qiqi fell. He stretched out his remaining left arm and caught his daughter's delicate body.
When he looked down, he saw that the girl's face was pale, her breathing was rapid, and the clothes on her chest had been cut with a long gap. On the surface of the snow-white skin, the wounds on the bones were dripping with blood, and the skin was torn.
Just like Liu Qiqi's sword, it left a terrifying dark energy in Tianshu's body.
There is also a mystery in Tianshu's spiritual skills.
Liu Qiqi, who seemed to be victorious, turned out to be hanging on by a thread.
"Old Monster Ding!"
Realizing that his daughter's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Liu Sanque was so anxious that he no longer cared about being reserved. He raised his head and shouted to Old Monster Ding, "Save her quickly!"
"let me see!"
Old Monster Ding quickly rushed to the two of them, squatted down, and gently placed his fingers on Liu Qiqi's bright wrist.
"What a powerful sword energy!"
After a moment, he frowned and murmured softly.
"How, how is it?"
Since the death of Ji Ziqi, Liu Sanque felt that he had never been so panicked at this moment. His eyes were fixed on Old Monster Ding's lips, and even his words became stammering, "Can she be cured?"
"She is too seriously injured. Although it can be cured, it will take a lot of precious medicinal materials that have been around for eight thousand years." Old Monster Ding hesitated for a moment, and then answered truthfully, "I will use the elixir to keep her alive for three days. As for the
Is it medicinal materials? I hope I can find them in time."
As he spoke, he took out a pill from his arms, then pinched open Liu Qiqi's lips and forced the medicine into the girl's mouth.
"What medicinal materials do you need? I'll go down the mountain to find them right away!" Liu Sanque said without hesitation.
"I need eight thousand years of rebirth flowers, five thousand years of red fruits, ten thousand years of dragon ginseng, three thousand years of seven-leaf clover..."
As more and more names of medicinal materials were announced by Old Monster Ding, Liu Sanque's heart gradually sank.
He had heard of most of these medicinal materials, but the years requested by Old Monster Ding were all at least a thousand years old, and there were even elixirs that were ten thousand years old, which made his scalp numb and at a loss.
Ten-thousand-year elixirs are rare to begin with, not to mention that in this unfamiliar world of Daqian, the possibility of him gathering these elixirs in just three days is almost zero.
Zi Qi has left, now will even Qi Qi leave me forever?
God!
Why do you torture me like this?
Even if I, Liu Sanque, am wrong in all kinds of ways, you just come after me. Why do you want to torture these two innocent women?
Liu Sanque felt as if his chest was blocked, and he could hardly breathe.
He gritted his teeth and looked up at the sky, his sharp eyes seeming to turn into swords, piercing the sky, looking for the ruler above the clouds, and asking him for an explanation.
Old Monster Ding glanced at him and shook his head helplessly. He obviously knew that trying to get the medicine together within three days was nothing short of fanciful.
"I have all the elixirs that seniors need."
A cold and delicate voice suddenly sounded in Old Monster Ding's ears, "Please rescue me as soon as possible, so as not to delay the condition of Senior Sister."
The two of them looked up, and what caught their eyes was the beautiful and cold face of Yin Ning'er, a girl in white...
"Liuguang Divine Realm!"
The chubby man in black, Po Jun, stretched out his arms, his eyes gleaming with anger, and he shouted loudly.
Countless bright points of light suddenly appeared behind him, densely packed and overwhelming, almost covering the entire sky.
"go!"
He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the countless light spots turned into bright meteors, shooting towards the direction of Shangguan Junyi like raindrops. They went forward one after another, continuously, and the strike range almost covered the entire mountain forest.
"That's a good move."
As if realizing that there was nowhere to hide, Shangguan Junyi stood in place, her eyes moving, her smile sweet, and she didn't even move at all.
Then, in Po Jun's stunned eyes, countless light points penetrated through her body without any hindrance, continued to run forward, and landed in the mountains and forests below one after another.
But Shangguan Junyi is still smiling, her white skirt is fluttering, she is indescribably charming, and she doesn't look even the slightest bit injured?
What an amazing woman!
Her use of the power of space is probably not inferior to Lucun!
Po Jun was shocked and couldn't help but retreat.
After fighting for so long, he had tried his best, but was unable to cause any harm to the beautiful woman in white in front of him. On the contrary, he almost fell into the opponent's spiritual whirlpool several times.
With his spiritual master-level perception, he naturally knew that the rest of his companions were also dead and injured, and the "Seven Star Pavilion" side was already at an absolute disadvantage.
"I've had enough fun, and I'm a little tired." Shangguan Junyi said suddenly, "It's time to send you on your way."
"The girl's strength is amazing." Po Jun had never been so despised by a woman. He couldn't help but get angry and sneered, "But it's just a fool's errand to take my life!"
Although his combat effectiveness was inferior to that of his opponent, Po Jun was still confident in his ability to escape at the speed of light.
"Really?" Shangguan Junyi's eyes were quite complicated. He seemed to be a little contemptuous, but also seemed to have some pity. "If it were that Yao Guang, I would still be a little more afraid. As for you... you are too far behind him."
Hearing the word "Yao Guang", Po Jun trembled all over, and instinctively felt uneasy in his heart.
Before he could make up his mind and execute the first of the thirty-six strategies, Shangguan Junyi suddenly raised his right arm and tapped lightly with his slender jade fingers.
Not far in front of her, a red vortex the size of an adult appeared out of thin air. A powerful force of repulsion surged out from the vortex, as if it wanted to push everything in the world away.
Even though they were far apart, Po Jun still felt a strong force coming towards him, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.
However, as he retreated, an indescribable and terrifying suction force suddenly came from behind him, as if a powerful hand was grabbing him and dragging him backwards.
What the hell?
He was shocked and turned his head to look, only to see a black vortex appear behind him.
A giant vortex that covers the sky and the sun, with a diameter of five to six feet long.
Such a huge vortex appeared out of thin air without any warning, making it difficult to guard against.
The pulling power emanating from the whirlpool was so powerful and overbearing that it did not allow him to make any resistance. It just grabbed Po Jun's fat body tightly and dragged him inch by inch toward the abyss of despair.
In a panic, Po Jun gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power to the extreme. His whole body glowed brightly, and he tried to use his special physique to escape at the speed of light.
However, as soon as the strong light appeared, it turned into small light spots, flying towards the vortex, and was quickly swallowed up.
"Did you know?" Shangguan Junyi quietly watched his futile struggle, her voice soft and melodious, intoxicating, "As long as the suction force is strong enough, even light cannot escape."
"You..." Po Jun was shocked and angry. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt his strength leaking out. He could no longer hold on. He was like a balloon that had lost its grip, rising off the ground and flying straight towards the huge whirlpool.
.
"ah!!!"
Accompanied by a shrill scream, Po Jun's fat body collided with the vortex, and then was instantly crushed into mud like pig belly being stuffed into a meat grinder, leaving only scattered bits of flesh and blood scattered everywhere.
Shoot, flying all over the sky.
Shangguan Junyi looked around with beautiful eyes, with an understatement, as if he had swatted a fly to death, not as if he had just killed a spiritual leader from the Holy Land.
She turned around gracefully and glanced around, not far away, she saw Liu Siquan holding a shining golden stick in his hand, stabbing hard at the layers of trees that blocked the hidden dragon.
"Bah!"
Electric light lingered on the surface of the stick, green smoke billowed, and it hit the trees, making a sound like a fire stick scalding meat.
not good!
Hidden Dragon's expression changed, and he realized that the temperature of this stick was extraordinary.
However, Liu Siquan did not intend to give him time to react.
I saw the corners of "Thunder God"'s mouth raised slightly, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and he raised his left hand and flicked it lightly.
A ball of bright orange spiritual fire shot out from his fingertips and landed precisely where the stick collided with the tree.
This powerful spiritual master with a thunder-based physique actually also practiced a fire-based spiritual skill!
"boom!"
As soon as the spiritual fire came into contact with the top of the stick, the trees, which were already a little red, immediately showed the force of a prairie fire, "puffing, puffing" and burning like crazy.
The fire spread extremely quickly and spread to other surrounding trees in an instant.
"puff!"
Before Canglong could react from the unexpected situation, Liu Siquan suddenly shouted loudly, and the golden stick in his hand flashed with lightning again, piercing through the burned tree wall with an unstoppable force and piercing Canglong's chest fiercely.
"You, you..." Zanglong looked down at the stick stuck in his chest, then raised his head with difficulty to look at Liu Siquan, a stream of bright red blood gurgling down the corner of his mouth, "How, how is it possible..."
"Who said that the 'Thunder God' can only practice thunder-based skills?" Liu Siquan pulled out the stick, shook off the blood stains on it, and said lazily: "You want to fight me? You are still far away!"
"thump!"
What answered him was the sound of Hidden Dragon falling to the ground weakly.
This powerful spiritual master who could control trees and plants was covered in smoke and blackened. He just collapsed to the ground softly, his neck tilted, and he made no sound anymore.
At this point, all the powerful men sent by the Seven-Star Saint to raid Piaohua Palace perished, and no one survived.
This chapter has been completed!