Zhang Ziyi held the whisk in his right hand, and his five fingers moved slightly with his left hand. Several spiritual energy emitted colorful light to attack Xiaonan. These spiritual energy were of great importance, and they contained the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the forces were entangled and created by each other. When they were emitted in his hand, they were as thin as a needle. When they reached halfway, they were already thicker than their arms. With this encouragement, Zhang Ziyi was also quite famous in the spiritual world.

But he saw Xiaonan's five fingers moving slightly, and several light red spiritual energy bombarded at him at a rapid speed. His spiritual energy quickly collided with the Five Elements Spiritual Energy of the Scholar, but there was no sound. He just wrapped the Five Elements Spiritual Energy of the Scholar like a colloid, and instantly transformed into pieces.

Zhang Ziyi said repeatedly: "Strange, weird!"

The sword cultivator who was holding a sword and confronting Wa Tiehua and others shouted loudly at this time, saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, let's take a moment. I, Kong Nan, of the Tianjian Sect, came to teach this kid a lesson."

Practicing different paths also has different requirements for the mind and spirit. Most sword cultivators pursue a clear sword heart, sharp moves, and moving forward when the sword tip points. Therefore, their temper is much more striking than other cultivators. As the name suggests, the Tianjian Sect is a sword cultivator sect. Most of the sects are sword-wielding heroes and have a special liking for fighting.

Kong Nan and his fellow disciple Kong Gan came out this time, in addition to subduing demons, they also wanted to practice sword moves. Seeing that the martial arts cultivator failed to work against Xiao Nan, he rushed out and made a move.

When facing the sword cultivator, Xiaonan, apart from fighting with his mother a few times, rarely had a fight with the high-level sword cultivator.

It is much more difficult to practice sword cultivation than other monks, but once they are trained, they can basically suppress other monks of the same level.

Fortunately, there are not many sword cultivators, especially in places where spiritual energy is scarce in the lower world, sword cultivators are even rarer.

Having seen Lin Yuyin's ability to surround the world of cultivation, Xiaonan naturally attached importance to sword cultivators, especially the semi-saint sword cultivator who had never fought before, his face became serious.

But Kong Nan was not in a hurry to attack, stood proudly and shouted to Fun Xiaonan: "Boy, show your weapons! We never take advantage of the children."

At that time, the single-final sword had been given to my mother, and Fun Xiaonan could only look at Zhou Qiu next to me. Zhou Qiu also understood it and took out a magic weapon of the immortal sword from his storage ring and handed it to Fun Xiaonan.

Fun Xiaonan held it in his hand and waved it, well, the weight is still good.

However, Kong Nan on the opposite side was so angry that the three corpse gods were furious. This kid looked like a fake move who didn't understand the sword, and he actually dared to use a sword in front of the sword cultivator!

Without saying anything, he rushed over with his sword.

Although the spiritual cultivation world is richer in spiritual energy and more sword cultivators than in the lower cultivation world, Kong Nan is also a long-famous master in the spiritual cultivation world, because as a sword cultivator, he never controls the flying sword and still holds the sword in his hand and cuts it.

Although this is less maneuverable and flexible, it makes the sword moves more sharp and the killing aura is extremely strong. The posture of rushing over with the sword is simply a living sword energy.

"Good come!" Fun Xiaonan shouted loudly, the power of the chaos in the world was circulating, and the light red aura quietly wrapped the sharp sword in his hand, colliding with Kong Nan.

A series of dense sounds came continuously, as if Xiaonan had intersected with Kong Nan's two swords for dozens of attacks.

Kong Nan was secretly surprised. He was exploring the spiritual world, relying on this method of killing with swords. The sword was also a rare magic weapon. When he searched and bought it, he spent all his savings for decades.

Because the sword cultivator has much more strength than ordinary cultivators of the same level, whenever he fights with a cultivator of the same level, the opponent can only be forced to dodge. He overestimates his ability to deal with the chopping and attack, or the magic weapon is cut to pieces, and the weaker ones are even more able to practice magic weapon and lead people to cut into two pieces with one sword. How could he fight so many times with him?

Could this young man have just obtained a sword, which is also a treasure that has never been born? Why have you never heard of it?

How could he think of this as the effect of the chaotic power of the world?

The source of the chaotic power of the world is the rolling world, which is completely different from the pure and clear attitude of the practitioners of Taoism, cause and effect, distracting thoughts, desires, and all kinds of indescribable forces. Before the sword collided with the sword, Kong Nan's sharp sword energy had been wiped out. No wonder he was defeated this time.

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In a blink of an eye, Kong Nan fought with Xiaonan for dozens of times, and he felt even more certain that the boy in front of him was a fake move and did not understand the sword moves at all.

As the saying goes, the sword is light and sharp, the sword opens with two blades, the body is straight and the head is pointed, and it can hurt people horizontally and vertically. It can penetrate armor when hitting and stabbing. It is extremely dangerous and born as a killer.

Compared with swords that rely on strength and weapons such as hammers, swords attach great importance to tricks. If they use the three techniques of intercepting, cutting and stabbing properly, they can attack the enemy's key points and win easily.

As a long-famous sword cultivator, Kong Nan naturally has exquisite sword skills that ordinary people can't catch up with. Seeing that he could not win quickly by holding a sword and killing method, he turned into a sword move and no longer collided with the two swords of Xiaonan. His moves attacked the key points from an unexpected perspective.

But even the sword moves cannot work on Xiaonan.

The Yin-Yang Lingxi deduction and prediction ability is quietly operating, and the power to avoid misfortune makes Xiaonan feel like he has opened a cheat, and he can always protect the key points at critical moments, making Kong Nan's sword moves come back in vain.

Kong Nan became more and more angry as he tried. This kid indeed revealed endless strangeness. His moves seemed extremely slow in his eyes, but he could barely block his proud moves completely.

Moreover, he held the sword known as the gentleman among weapons, but waved it randomly in the clumsy posture, which was more difficult for this sword cultivator to accept than shitting and peeing on his head.

Kong Nan was furious and shouted loudly, abandoning the sword move, and swinging the sword and slashing horizontally.

Xiaonan also swung his sword and slashed across the river. The two swords intersected, and it seemed like a big fork was drawn in front of each other. Both sides fought hard to push forward with all their might. They could not stand stalemate for a while, and the eyes seemed to be confronting with sparks.

At this stalemate, a light red aura rose in Xiaonan's eyes, and suddenly shook his head forward and hit the bridge of Kong Nan's defenseless nose.

The bridge of a person's nose is the place with the richest sensory nerves. Once the bridge of the nose is hit, there is no good result. Kong Nan is no exception. He screamed and flew out, his nose bleeding spurted, and tears and snot flowed down his eyes and nose.

When I was fighting, I was constantly thinking about the use of the power of the Chaos of the Red Dust. I gradually became familiar with the coexistence of distracting thoughts and fighting. When the two swords were stalemate, the Chaos of the Red Dust was circulating. I suddenly remembered such a scoundrel style of fighting in the gangster fire fighting video I watched before, so I let go with my desire, and the attack was successful.

He flew forward and was about to make up for the fallen Kong Nan when suddenly the Yin-Yang Lingxi warned him again, and changed his forward to jump up halfway, jumping upwards and jumped up one foot high.

Sure enough, a big blue hand with a strait of ghostly spirit quietly stretched out from the ground in front of him, just about to wait for the rabbit to attack Xiaonan.

Imitation Xiaonan stabilized his body and cursed with a smile: "When it comes to hurting people with hidden arrows, you are also very skilled in stealing."

The ghost cultivator failed to successfully attack this time. He looked a little uncomfortable, but now he was scolded by Xiaonan. He said angrily: "Boy, don't try to show off your verbal pleasure. I will make you a long-tongued ghost later and lick my shoes for my grandfather every day!"

After saying that, he took out a white porcelain bottle from his waist and opened it, pinched the marks in his hand, and murmured and recited several magic tricks.

Several black fogs spread out from the porcelain bottle, and a shrill wailing sounded in everyone's minds. Wa Tiehua was shocked all over and looked quite unbearable. These black fogs were obviously ghost servants who were refining with countless cruel methods by ghost cultivators who relied the soul of the next life.

The black fog condensed into physical smoke, and driven by the ghost cultivator, rushed towards Xiaonan.

Fun Xiaonan also had a solemn expression, quietly circulating the chaotic power of the world, his hands were slashing in front of him, and the light red spiritual power formed a thin round shield.

The black fog that rushed in quickly hit the spiritual power and flew backwards, but was driven by the ghost cultivator and condensed again and continued to hit. The screams and wailing sounds became louder and louder in everyone's minds. Fun Xiaonan, who was impacted by the ghost servant, was the first to be affected. Fortunately, Fun Xiaonan's Red Dust Dao power did not need to maintain absolute quietness to gather energy to use it, otherwise the spiritual power would have been dispersed by the impact.

Gui Cultivator sneered in his heart. If the monks who faced him had not protected their minds with Pure Yang Magical Weapons, they would often end up with a cruel ending of a group of ghosts after a long period of rushing to kill them. I wonder how long the boy in front of him could hold on.

But he soon couldn't laugh. The ghost servant who kept rushing to Xiaonan rushed to fuller and more, and the condensation time was longer and longer.

He pinched the magic trick again and drove the ghosts with more harsh commands, but the ghost servants finally became slower and slower. Finally, they stopped in front of Xiaonan's light red spiritual power, no longer wailing, but seemed to be touching this spiritual power.

The many desires mixed with spiritual power in the Red Dust Dao began to affect these ghost servants who were driven by others and knew how to kill them blindly.

"Do you think back? Those happy days when you were still alive and those sad days." Fun Xiaonan said to the ghost servants who were wandering in front of his spiritual power.

"Recalling it? The time of freedom, no time driven, no time of murder."

The ghost servants seemed to be sighing, and remained motionless in front of Xiaonan, and no matter how the ghost cultivator was in shock and anger, it would not work.

Imitation Xiaonan quietly activates the power of Yin and Yang to communicate with Yin and Yang, and says: "Don't help the evil again, go back, go back!!"

After saying that, he waved his hands and pointed to the sky. A wonderful spiritual light dispersed. The ghost servants shouted happily, quietly dispersed along his fingers, disappearing.

"I want your life!!" The ghost cultivator screamed shrillly. This kid actually saved the ghost servant who had spent countless hard work to refine. His eyes were red in anger, and his right hand was bent like a claw, and he grabbed it hard in front of his chest.

"Fellow Daoist, no!" The sword cultivator named Kong Gan, who was carrying the sword, realized the powerful move and quickly stopped it.

If this ghost cultivator tear off a piece of flesh and blood, use his own essence and blood to sacrifice the demon god to cast spells, and use an indiscriminate ultimate move to bombard him, maybe he will also be in a mess.

"You still need to deal with the half-saint blood demon in front of you. Just leave it to me for the junior in front of you. You will definitely tie it up and give it to the Taoist fellow practitioner for fabrication."

The ghost cultivator turned his head and saw that Wa Tiehua was also eager to try. He felt awe-inspiring in his heart and a slight brow, which was considered to be agreeing with Kong Gan's words. If there was a mistake in dealing with this semi-saint blood demon, it would lead to a disaster.

Seeing that Gui Xiu agreed to his suggestion, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and faced Fun Xiaonan seriously, pinched a sword technique in his hand, and said sternly: "Qi!"
Chapter completed!