Thunder Sword!

This sword is a rare treasure with thunder attributes, passed down by the ancestor of the Spirit Sword Sect.

It is said that combined with the secret sword technique, the power is even greater than the best spiritual weapons!

Strictly speaking, its power is a bit stronger than the 'Purple Yun Bracelet' in Fang Xi's hand.

"When this sword comes out, you will either die or be injured. Fellow Taoist, must you think carefully about it and must you protect that calamity cultivator?"

Li Rujian held the sword in both hands, raised it high above his head, and shouted sternly.

"The owner of this island said that as soon as we enter this island, all grudges will disappear!" Fang Xi flicked her sleeves to activate a burst of cyan magic, and took back the Yimu Divine Sword in her hand. A gap suddenly appeared on the blade of the dagger.<

/p>

After all, this sword is a condensation of divine light. It can reach the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is difficult to match the power of the 'Thunder Sword'!

He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and stroked the sword gently.

In the flash of green light, the gap on the Yimu Divine Sword disappeared instantly, and a clear and crisp sword cry was heard again.

"Stubborn!"

Li Rujian's expression was cold, and he continuously sent Gengjin Sword Qi, which he had cultivated for many years, into the Thunder Sword.

The Thunder Sword is injected with this powerful force, the golden thunder on the sword flashes wildly, the sword light surges, and it carries wind and thunder, its power is astonishing!

"The sword moves the wind and thunder!"

Ruan Xingling couldn't help but change her expression slightly: "This Great Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, how accomplished in swordsmanship is this?"

"Gengjin Sword Technique, Five Thunders Strike!"

Li Rujian held the Thunder Sword and struck down with his sword. The sword light was actually divided into five lines, each carrying the power of wind and thunder, and the sound was extremely powerful!

Fang Xi flicked the ten fingers of her hands, and streaks of Yimu divine light flew out, transforming into five Yimu divine swords, which clashed with Jing Lei.

Boom!

The lightning flashes and the sword energy strikes wildly!

The cyan and golden divine thunder entangled and swallowed each other... and finally dissipated.

Fang Xi flicked her sleeves and retracted the five Yimu Divine Swords. Then she waved her left hand lightly, and six identical Yimu Divine Swords appeared. They combined with each other and turned into a huge cyan sword.

Stab!

The sword even burned with cyan spiritual flames!

Yimu Zhenhuo!

The huge green sword carried flames and slashed across the sky, fighting with Li Rujian. The green real fire and golden thunder kept flashing, and it seemed that he was not losing any ground.

"A complete set of high-grade spiritual weapons? Are they all flying swords?"

Liu Sanqi touched his chin: "Are there any such high-quality spiritual weapons in the Three Kingdoms recently? Why have I never seen them..."

In fact, when he saw the green dagger, Liu Sanqi's heart was throbbing for some reason.

When he saw Fang Xi this time, he felt completely different from before, and even had the urge to kneel down.

Fortunately, he is a foundation-building monk, so he did not lose his manners in front of others.

But he also knew that Fang Xi’s secret set of cyan flying swords was even more mysterious: "This fight... is really suspenseful..."

"It's impossible... Even if it's a set of flying swords, why does he have such powerful spiritual control?" You Yuezi's face was filled with disbelief.

Now that Fang Xi has shown her fighting skills, even she may not be able to win easily.

You Yuezi even knew that if Li Rujian were replaced by herself, the other party might not be able to deal with it lightly, and maybe she would... lose!

Regardless of whether she admits it or not, in the eyes of everyone, Fang Xi already has the combat power in the late stage of foundation building.

Suddenly, another earth-shattering sound was heard.

Li Rujian's face turned red, and the Thunder Sword in his hand erupted with a terrifying Gengjin golden light. He struck thirteen times in a row, and finally split the cyan giant sword burning with Yimu True Fire.

At this time, the aura on his body was already faintly approaching the level of Foundation Establishment Perfection!

"This person...actually used secret techniques to enhance his magic power?"

Ruan Xingling sighed quietly, letting the sweet voice reach the ears of every monk around him: "The elder of Lingjian Sect doesn't have much life, and it consumes so much energy, it's simply not worth the gain...

..." The Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator of the Spirit Sword Sect also had a worried look on his face. Hearing this, he couldn't help but glared at Ruan Xingling.

"Oh? Are you desperate?"

Fang Xi chuckled and took back the six-port Yimu Divine Sword, made a seal with both hands, and the mana of the Qingmu Longevity Technique came out at an angle.

Boo hoo hoo hoo!

Green light flashed, and a total of twelve Yimu flying swords hovered around him, making the onlookers' Foundation Establishment monks all change their colors.

"Forget it...it's time to end it, Ji!"

Under the command of Fang Xi's spiritual thoughts, the twelve Yimu Divine Swords flew out and moved vertically and horizontally, like flying immortals from the sky. The layout was exquisite, forming a vague formation, surrounding Li Rujian in the center.

Stab!

Wisps of Otomu divine thunder flew out from the green dagger, as if forming a thunder net.

The sky was suddenly covered with clouds, and blue thunderbolts as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell down!

"This is... a formation?!"

Li Rujian's eyes were like lightning, and he was horrified.

"This is the 'Yimu Divine Thunder Sword Formation' created by me. I would like to invite fellow Taoists to taste it..."

Fang Xi let out a long laugh, and countless thick green thunderbolts fell from the mid-air.

Boom!

Boom!

Li Rujian roared angrily and fought several Yimu divine thunders with the thunder sword. In the end, the thunder sword flew out of his hand and was hit by a thick Yimu divine thunder.

Click!

The sword light all over his body dissipated, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly became weak.

"Master Fang, stop, I will admit defeat on behalf of the great elder!"

Seeing that Li Rujian might even die in the sword formation, the black-clad Foundation Builder of the Spirit Sword Sect immediately let out a long roar.

Phew!

In the Yimu Divine Thunder Sword Formation, a cyan dagger was pressed against Li Rujian's neck.

Fang Xi smiled and asked, "Do you want to admit defeat, fellow Taoist?"

Li Rujian seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, his back as straight as a sword bent down: "My fellow Taoist sword formation is really superb, I admit defeat!"

"So good."

Fang Xi flicked her sleeves and retracted the twelve flying swords lightly, seemingly with ease.

This is normal.

After all, if he uses all his strength, he can wield at least nineteen Yimu Divine Swords!

As for the Yimu Divine Thunder Formation?

After this formation fell into his hands, he had already understood it thoroughly. Combined with the tips of moving the formation, the 'Yimu Divine Thunder Sword Formation' was the latest result of his research.

Now it is really sharp and can easily defeat the enemy.

‘With my current level of cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, even if I only use the divine light of Yimu, I will not be my opponent in the late stage of foundation building or even the perfect monks...’

Fang Xi withdrew her magical powers and showed a kind smile: "Now that the battle has come to an end, I won't mention the previous matters. Please go sit down in the Evergreen Pavilion..."

"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome."

Yan Changkong and other foundation builders looked extremely solemn, completely different from before.

After all, today's Fang Xi's magical powers are as perfect as foundation building, which really makes them in awe.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Fang. From now on, I will give up my title as the number one monk of Wandao Lake to you."

Ruan Xingling also smiled.

Fang Xi felt embarrassed after hearing this.

‘The first monk of Wandao Lake?’

‘Well…it’s still number one, right?’

Li Rujian's vitality was seriously injured, and because he used secret techniques to forcibly increase his mana, his life might even be shortened. He didn't say anything at all. The other black-clad foundation builder said a few polite words and left in embarrassment with Li Rujian.

As for You Yuezi, she forced a stiff smile on her face, not wanting to offend Fang Xi, a powerful enemy and neighbor.

The other Zhuji went to Evergreen Pavilion together, where Fang Xi ordered a banquet. They tasted the Xiaoqinglong soup and the second-level dragon scale polished rice, and they all praised it.

For a while, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.
To be continued...