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Chapter 1956: Hunted for half a month!

 The flying sword under Elder Gao's feet let out a clear whistle, and his speed became a little faster.

This old man's cultivation level has dropped to the level of Tribulation Transcendence, and he can still be so fast?

Could it be that he had specially practiced it, but he was such an elder of the Aotian Sect, so why did he practice sword control when he had nothing to do? Seeing the back of Elder Gao flying faster and faster, Gu Qingxi was a little surprised.

But what surprised her even more was that Mu Shaobo's speed was not slow at all. Although he started a little late, he had great stamina and had already caught up with Elder Gao.

Are the people in Aotian Zongfu so afraid of death that they usually do nothing but practice sword control? Seeing this, Gu Qingxi was even more surprised. .??.??

How did she know that the reason why Uncle Mu flew so fast was because he frightened her.

It's too scary. This Gu Qingxi is really too scary.

Even the strong men in the middle stage of the Mahayana were vulnerable to her, and the immortal-killing formation that she painstakingly set up became a joke. In the end, her soul was destroyed by others, and she was knocked down from the middle stage of the Mahayana to the Great Perfection of Tribulation.

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If he doesn't fly faster, why don't he stay behind and wait to die?

In order to survive, Mu Shaobo unleashed his unprecedented potential and even used his strength to suck milk.

Due to the excessive use of spiritual power, bursts of tearing pain were felt in the meridians.

But it's a pity that all his spiritual power was wasted.

Gu Qingxi was just surprised. Compared to sword control, even Elder Gao and Mu Shaobo combined could not compare to her, a three-generation swordsman fairy.

What's more, she is not using an ordinary flying sword, but an elegant and elegant sword.

As spiritual power was injected into it, the fairy sword made a sweet sound. The speed was so fast that the air around it began to burn, leaving a meteor-like flame behind it.

In just a moment, she caught up behind the two of them, with the distance being less than ten feet.

Gu Qingxi started from storage

Zhuo took out another long sword and was about to take action when Mu Shaobo happened to fly behind Elder Gao, blocking her sight.

She had nothing to be polite to Shaobo Mu, and just struck him with a sword.

This time, she used the second sword of the Seven Swords of Meteor to rule the world.

The grade of this long sword is only heaven-grade, and it cannot withstand too strong spiritual power. "Dominating the world" is the limit.

But to deal with a Tribulation-Transcending Dzogchen, this sword is enough.

The sword light pierced the air, making a heart-stopping scream.

Mu Shaobo never expected that he would fight so hard that his meridians would burst, but he still could not escape Gu Qingxi's pursuit.

Hearing the sound of sword whistling coming from behind, his scalp felt numb and he subconsciously wanted to dodge.

But he was not Gu Qingxi. He was flying with his sword with all his strength, and it was impossible to change the direction as he pleased.

"Poof!" The sword light fell hard on him.

Mu Shaobo flew out sideways with a bunch of bright blood flowers, and fell heavily a hundred feet away. His vision went dark and he fainted.

"It would have been great if I had not provoked Gu Qingxi when I first entered Luoshui City. It would have been great if I could have endured my anger for a while at the Luo Family Auction. It would have been great if I had stopped in time before Elder Gao launched the Immortal Killing Formation.

How great, if..." The moment before he fainted, Mu Shaobo felt endless regret in his heart.

It's a pity that there is no if in this world, it's too late to say anything now.

Gu Qingxi glanced at him in surprise. She had conquered the world with this sword just now. Even if it was not as powerful as the third sword of the Seven Swords of Falling Heaven, Slaying the Eight Desolations and the fourth sword, Sword Determining the Universe, it was definitely no less powerful than the Mahayana realm.

The power of the sword,

Mu Shaobo was not hacked to death.

It was obvious that he was wearing protective inner armor, and ordinary robes did not have such strong defense.

But the protective inner armor can only save his life. If he is injured like this, he will not be able to recover for ten or twenty years. The delay of these two decades is enough for him to miss the best opportunity to practice.

Therefore, Gu Qingxi didn't bother to pay attention to him. As for the Aotian Zongfu behind Mu Shaobo, she was not afraid of it. Just chop one of them, or just chop a pair of them.

Holding the long sword, she continued to chase Elder Gao.

Elder Gao also heard the soul-stirring sword roar, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Mu Shaobo's figure flying away in the distance as the blood mist sprayed. ??

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely several times. This Gu Qingxi would not do anything, but if she did, she would be so merciless that she would dare to kill even the Young Master of Aotian Clan.

Hasn't she thought about the consequences of killing Shaobo Mu, and isn't she afraid of provoking endless revenge from the Aotian Sect?

Well, if she continues to practice and improve like this, Aotian Sect should be the one to worry about. She really has nothing to worry about.

Not daring to think too much, Elder Gao gritted his teeth and began to burn his essence and blood.

Outside, a piece of blood-red flame burned blazingly, and the speed of the flying sword under his feet increased again.

This time, Gu Qingxi had no choice but to do anything to him.

No matter how fast she wields the sword, she only relies on spiritual power. Others are risking their lives, so how can she pursue her?

But she didn't give up easily. She didn't believe that Elder Gao was really not afraid of death and could burn his essence and life energy endlessly.

In mid-air, the two of them ran away desperately, while the other pursued them relentlessly. The flying swords under their feet drew two rainbows across the sky.

Both of them have it

There is a tacit understanding that there is no sacrifice for the flying boat. The reason is very simple. Although the flying boat is faster, it is far less flexible than the flying sword. Secondly, it takes time to operate the formation to activate the flying boat.

The two of them were chasing and escaping in a race against time. There was so much time to waste.

The sun rises, the moon sets, the stars move, and before you know it, half a month has passed.

Gu Qingxi underestimated Elder Gao's will to survive and burned his blood and essence at all costs. The old man had been struggling for half a month and he still hadn't given up.

But if he persists until now, he has obviously reached his limit.

In the past, although he had white hair and a face full of wrinkles, his complexion was rosy and full of vitality, and the way he raised his hands and feet seemed to have the air of a child with white hair and a fair face.

But at this time, a head of dry white hair was dancing in the wind like withered grass, and the figure was hunched. The sight of the old and dying back made Gu Qingxi secretly feel sad.

She felt sad, and Elder Gao felt even more sad.

There have been constant disputes in Tianyuan Continent since ancient times. In order to compete for the limited cultivation resources, monks have been fighting and killing each other a lot.

But when others are beaten and killed, as long as there is no completely irresolvable hatred, most people can just say it. Who can be as unreasonable and unforgiving as Gu Qingxi?

Yes, he admitted that he had bad intentions and had made up his mind to kill Gu Qingxi, but didn't he take advantage of nothing and paid an extremely heavy price for it?

He admitted that the soul was destroyed, and he also admitted that the cultivation level fell from the middle stage of Mahayana to the Great Perfection of Tribulation.

But he had already burned his blood and essence for half a month, and had lost nearly three thousand years of life. For most monks in the world, falling to such an end would actually be more tragic than killing them.

However, Gu Qingxi still refused to give up and pursued her. This was too bullying.


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