Xie Yuntian was also well-known in Donghuang. Before Chen Mobai was born, he was known as the best swordsman in the Shenmu Sect. He even studied swordsmanship under Patriarch Mo in Jinguang Cliff for half a year.

It is one of the few Taoist cultivars in the Shenmu Sect that has hope of forming an elixir.

He was usually quite proud, thinking that the Eastern Wilderness was so big that, except for a few Pill-forming Ancestors, everyone could travel back and forth with the sword in his hand.

Especially after mastering the Qingyan Sword Demon, Xie Yuntian became even more inflated.

And it was Chen Mobai who gave him this kind of confidence.

Because after Chen Mobai became a sword demon, he showed his power for the first time. He killed Yuan Hongyuan, Nether Messenger, Hong Xu, and the Tang brothers and sisters with one against five, which shocked him greatly. Qingyan Sword Demon

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Then he made an equation conversion.

Xie Yuntian believed that since Chen Mobai could do it, he, who had also become a swordsman, should also be a master of this level.

But this pride and self-confidence gradually disappeared after facing the guy named Xuan Qiao in front of him.

At this time, he already understood that he was no match.

However, in order to cover the retreat of Shenmu Sect's core disciples, Xie Yuntian remained silent for a moment before his consciousness and spiritual power suddenly exploded.

Amidst the sonorous sound, his flaming flying sword was like the bright sun. After bursting out with blazing light, it suddenly broke away from the suppression of the mysterious golden light.

Boom!

The flying sword was like a dragon coming out of the sea, carrying blazing flames, spraying out waves of sword light like meteors and fire showers, and slashing wildly at the mysterious figure standing on the golden bridge.

At this moment, Xie Yuntian had already activated the Red Flame Sword Technique he had practiced to the extreme.

Qing Yanyan's sword light was like a rolling wave. The void near the Golden Bridge was burning under his sword, and the air began to twist slightly, with terrifying power.

Some mountain-shaking monks who were rushing down from above were caught off guard and were contaminated by the sword light and fire rain. Their flesh and blood began to boil with horror on their faces, and they screamed and turned into blood mist and ashes.

Facing Xie Yuntian's earth-shattering sword, Xuanqiao also showed admiration.

Then he opened the five fingers of his right hand, and pure and vast spiritual power surged out. In an instant, the golden beads on his body turned into layers of more brilliant and dazzling light curtains.

The flaming flying sword was like a fire dragon carrying flames that hit the golden sun. When it was suddenly projected onto the golden pearl light curtain, it was like a meteor shower of fire that shattered and burst out, burning the entire sky.

As the layers of golden light curtains shattered, Xie Yuntian's face became increasingly pale, but he still gritted his teeth and controlled his flying sword, rushing towards Xuan Qiao.

Amidst the thick fireworks, the void reflected an image of oil being ignited, a raging fire, and a prairie fire. In an instant, the blue sky turned blood red, and the flames surged.

However, in this boiling sea of ​​fire, that golden brilliance is like the most dazzling gold, not afraid of being refined by real fire.

Always standing in the center, bathed in the scorching sun.

"Is the gap between the late stage of foundation building and the perfect foundation building really that big?"

Seeing this scene, Xie Yuntian's heart suddenly sank. He had only mastered one and a half swordsman skills. He originally thought he was good enough to roam the Eastern Wilderness. Even facing Ji Dingjin, he was not afraid at all.

But he didn't expect that he would meet a descendant of Xuanxiao Dao Palace.

I wanted to fight quickly before, so I just used a sword, but I didn't know that it didn't break the golden bead's protective technique.

Now I am using the secret technique of swordsmanship and want to try it with flying sword, but I still can't do it.

How can we break his protective skills?

Just as Xie Yuntian was thinking about how to fight next, a golden light suddenly flashed out from the flames.

Xie Yuntian tried his best to dodge, but his right hand was still chopped off by the sword-like golden light at shoulder level. Feeling the severe pain in his shoulder and the loss of a large amount of blood essence, he quickly took a "Regeneration Talisman" for himself.

But there was gold wire wrapped around the wound, preventing him from reconnecting his broken arm.

Xie Yuntian could only stop the bleeding first, and then put away the broken arm.

"Let me stretch my muscles a little bit."

At this time, Xuan Qiao waved his big hand, and the flames that were originally burning in the sky were torn apart in an instant, revealing his dazzling golden figure.

Xie Yuntian saw below that Zhou Wangshen had integrated the disciples of the Shenmu Sect and were retreating. He did not talk nonsense to Xuan Qiao. He used his remaining left hand to control his flying sword and activated the Red Flame Sword Technique again.

Groan!

The flying sword screamed loudly, like a long dragon of flames, killing the Golden Bridge and the monks who came down from it.

Xuan Qiao didn't take any action, letting the flying sword pass past him and slash towards the mountain-shaking monk behind him.

This does not mean that he refuses to save anyone. Although he is proud, he will not sit back and watch his allies sacrifice at this time.

Another golden light fell, landing on the Fierce Flame Flying Sword.

Xie Yuntian's second-level top flying sword was suppressed again. He unleashed his consciousness and spiritual power to make the flying sword break free.

But a delicate white hand fell down, and its green onion-like jade fingers gently touched the flying sword.

At this moment, Xie Yuntian felt that his connection with Feijian was completely severed.

He felt as if a piece of his mind had been dug out. He couldn't help but his vision went dark, and he almost lost control of his body and fell to the ground.

"Follow the plan."

After Xuan Qiao cut off Xie Yuntian's arm, his junior sister Xuan Jinzhi also fell down from the golden bridge. After suppressing the flying sword as easily as breathing and drinking water, she already commanded Xuan Xiaodao with a simple wave of her hand.

The monks Gong and Shanshanding were chasing the monks at the outermost edge of the Shenmu Sect's battle formation.

These are obviously casual cultivators who are not taken seriously and are not trusted.

At the beginning, there were still many people fighting hard and thinking about killing the enemy.

But as time went by, when Zhou Wangshen, who was at the center, began to lead the Shenmu Sect disciples to retreat step by step, all the casual cultivators who could no longer see any hope of victory stopped taking action to kill the enemy.

They guarded themselves, some clever ones even tried to get injured, cut off the spiritual connection with the battle formation of Shenmu Sect, and ran away directly.

There were only a few at first, but it soon caused a chain reaction, and in an instant, the outermost battle formation completely collapsed.

"Everyone retreats!"

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Zhou Wang Shen no longer tried to hide it. He turned around and ran towards the territory of Lei Kingdom with his disciples at full speed.

Not far away, there is a market that they have been operating for a long time. There is a third-level formation guarding it, which is enough to withstand it for a while, waiting for the sect's rescue.

"Do you have any last words before you die?"

In mid-air, Xie Yuntian, who had been completely defeated, looked at the male and female monks standing on the Golden Bridge with a pale face, and despair finally appeared in his eyes.

It's not like he hasn't fought against monks who have perfected the Foundation Establishment. Not only did he try his moves with Meng Hongchu, the sect leader, but he also fought against Ji Dingjin several times on the border battlefield.

But no matter who it was, no one made him feel the insurmountable gap of despair like the man and woman in front of him.

[The sect may be in great trouble!]

This thought flashed through Xie Yuntian's mind. With the strength of these two people, except for the two ancestors of the Shenmu Sect, I am afraid that no one would be a match.

Now that Shanshan Mountain has received the assistance of these two people, it may be difficult for the Lei Kingdom to hold on. It depends on whether the battlefield can be controlled in the Yun Kingdom and not affect Jianguo, where the sect is located.

In this case, I am afraid that the two monks, the master and the former master, who have perfected the foundation, will also come to the front line in person.

Although according to Xie Yuntian's estimation, they would not be the opponents of these two people, at least as monks of the same realm, it would be no problem to use the power of the formation to block them.

This was the best strategy Xie Yuntian could think of before he died.

As for Chen Mobai, Xie Yuntian believed that his strength was about the same as his own. Even after he became a sword demon himself, he was probably not as good as him.

After all, he was at least in the late stage of foundation building, while Chen Mobai had only just broken through to the middle stage of foundation building a few years ago.

However, Xie Yuntian believes that Chen Mobai has the potential to grow up to the level of the two heirs of Xuanhuo Dao Palace in front of him. He hopes that the sect can support it long enough and strive for the cultivation, growth and even the formation of elixirs for him, Hong He and others.

time.

"Don't you have any last words? Forget it, even if you say it, I won't remember it."

Xuan Qiao saw Xie Yuntian's expression of death but remained silent for a long time, thinking that he was delaying the retreat of the Shenmu Sect's disciples, so he stopped wasting time.

He raised his right index finger, and a flash of golden light lit up, condensing into a golden bead, and then turned into a slender, straight line like a blade, and drew a semicircle in the air from the mysterious fingertip.

The arc quickly landed on Xie Yuntian's head.

A second-level high-quality shield weapon flew out, barely blocking the golden light's death line.

Xuan Jinzhi, who was beside Xuan Qiao, had his azure eyes flashing and his golden hand lowered, already suppressing the magical weapon.

Xie Yuntian cast two more defensive spells, and after barely holding on for a few breaths, he reached a dead end.

The golden line of death fell straight down!

Xie Yuntian looked miserable. He felt that his scalp had been cut open, and saw that his whole body was about to be cut in half. In the end, his instinctive desire to survive inspired him to activate a piece of art that Zhou Patriarch personally refined.

The third level "Spirit Leaf Talisman".

A green leaf popped out of his body out of thin air, flicking the mysterious golden light from above his head.

"A vain struggle!"

Xuanqiao spoke with pity, then raised his index finger again, another golden bead condensed and flashed, and the golden line of death was cut towards Xie Yuntian again.

"I am worthy of the sect!"

At the last moment of death, Xie Yuntian's expression suddenly calmed down, he shouted, then raised his head and began to face the golden light.

"Thank you, senior brother, I will definitely survive with my sect disciples!"
To be continued...