Both of her flying swords were already at the first level of magic weapon level, but they were unable to break the opponent's flying sword.
In fact, in the sword fight between the two sides, the spirituality of his flying sword was slightly damaged!
In other words, the strength of the opponent's flying sword is still higher than that of our own.
In the past, when she fought with others, the winner would be determined instantly.
This is the first time she has encountered an opponent with the same level of magic power, swordsmanship, and flying sword as hers.
She immediately made a sword gesture, and the purple and white sword lights flickered slightly before turning around.
He saw the two sword lights intertwined into one, turning into a bright and shining sword, and suddenly fell towards Pang Yue.
The sword light connects the sky and the earth, as if it is integrated with the heaven and the earth.
The power of the sword is boundless, and it is even more flawless when changing and turning!
Taiqing's demon-refining sword is about to tear the world apart!
Pang Yue chuckled lightly, and his whole body surged with magic light. In an instant, his body disintegrated and turned into thirty-three jet-black sword lights, heading towards Wen Muhan's sword light.
These thirty-three swords formed a brilliant momentum, carrying a supreme coercion that condensed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and condensed boundless chill.
Zheng!
A sword cry shook the void!
The white sword energy spread all over the place in an instant.
There was a flash of light on Yingxian Mountain, and a thin light curtain rose up to block the aftermath of the sword energy.
Above the pavilion, those who had originally intended to participate in the fight frowned at this moment.
On top of the tallest pavilion in Yingxian Mountain.
The corners of Le Feihuang's eyes trembled, and his expression changed.
Pang Yue's strength far exceeded his imagination.
Wen Muhan is one of the top three disciples of Taiqing Sect.
His swordsmanship is almost invincible at the same level.
This is why he wants to make good friends with each other.
It’s not just the other person’s beauty and cold personality that can easily trigger a man’s desire to conquer.
More importantly, if you can become a Taoist partner with a swordsman genius like Wen Muhan, you will have a sharp weapon in your hand.
However, Pang Yue's combat power made him feel particularly troublesome.
The previous plan to deal with Pang Yue could no longer be used.
"It's up to the golden elixir monk to deal with him!"
As soon as this idea appeared, it quickly occupied all of Le Feihuang's thoughts.
"Among the aristocratic families and casual cultivators, there are still a few golden elixirs who buy my favor... Pang Yue, Pang Yue, no matter how powerful you are, can you win the golden elixir?"
"If you dare to humiliate me with false pretense, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Le Feihuang squinted his eyes, and while watching the fight, his mind was spinning.
On the field.
The sword light dissipated.
A golden bubble emerged, trapping Wen Muhan in it.
Two sword lights, one white and one purple, were being trapped by more than a dozen black sword lights, making it difficult to rescue him for a while.
Pang Yue appeared leisurely from the sky and stretched out his hand to grab Wen Muhan.
Then he saw a black magic vine jumping out of the void, like black lightning, instantly entering the golden bubble and wrapping around Wen Muhan's body.
The magic vine was only as thick as a thumb, carrying strange flowers of ten colors, and quickly spread and entangled around Wen Muhan's body.
The magic vines were entangled and knotted again and again, and in the blink of an eye, a "tortoise shell binding" pattern was tied around the frosty beauty Wen Muhan.
Gorgeous palace attire, graceful body, tied with a thin black vine, creating an extremely humiliating but extremely eye-catching pattern.
The monks who were watching the battle on Yingxian Mountain had their eyes widened for a moment and were stunned.
Wen Muhan's body-protecting spiritual light flashed a few times, and then he died.
She couldn't help but let out a soft cry, with a look of shame and anger on her face.
It turned out that there were countless tiny thorns like whiskers growing out of the magic vines, which could easily pierce her body-protecting aura.
Her strongest sword move was broken by her opponent. According to common sense, she should stop and decide the outcome.
But unexpectedly, this demonic monk actually used such strange means to restrain her.
What made her even more chilly was that the demonic vines on her body had a strong sense of bloodthirsty. At this moment, countless tiny thorns were piercing into her skin, and it seemed that it only took a moment to drain all the blood from her body.
At this time, I heard a faint voice comment: "My swordsmanship is good, but my fighting experience is too little... If Pang and you fight to the death, you will not survive even ten moves."
Wen Muhan was startled, feeling that the magic vines on his body were getting tighter.
She whispered: "I... give up."
Pang Yue loosened his mana and removed the forbidden demon insects and ten-color demon vines.
Hearing that Muhan's clothes were messy, he frowned and retracted the two flying swords. He took a deep look at Pang Yue, turned around and flew away in a flash of light.
Instead of returning to Yingxian Mountain, he flew directly outside Chongxuan Sect.
Immediately on Yingxian Mountain, more than a dozen rays of light flew out and chased them from a distance.
The monks of Taiqing Sect left cleanly in a short time.
Pang Yue stood on the jade crystal platform and looked at Yingxian Mountain. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he released a jet-black sword light that tore the sky and the earth apart, soaring into the sky and making a dull sound of thunder.
Seeing this, Meng Xuan, a major Jindan cultivator, smiled slightly and said loudly: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"
There was a silence in response to him.
Then, a voice said: "I'm coming."
On Yingxian Mountain, a bolt of lightning had just risen when it was stopped by someone.
"I'll go first."
The man preached.
The two of them were only a few feet apart, but they communicated through voice transmission, obviously not wanting anyone to hear their conversation.
On Yingxian Mountain, many monks recognized their origins and immediately became interested.
The person who said "I'm coming" in the first place was the number one person in the Wu Family's basic realm!
Wu Wenju!
This person once defeated the golden elixir monster in the East China Sea and gained such a great reputation that he was well known by various sects.
He possesses the second-level magic weapon Tianleizhu, and has fought several battles with Shen Tuhao of the Zhenyang Sect, with neither victory nor defeat.
The person who stopped him also had extraordinary cultivation. He was a true disciple from the Chongxuan Sect, named Ni Zan!
This person is also a famous master in Donghai Daoji, and he is not inferior to Wu Wenju.
The two faced each other in the air and communicated through voice messages, attracting the attention of countless monks.
"Since I promised to give you the Zihuang Sword, you don't need to take action again."
Ni Zan is wearing a close-fitting armor, tall and tall, with a mask on his head and red hair flying in the wind, giving him a majestic and arrogant aura.
Wu Wenju was dressed in a plain white Confucian robe, with a temperament as gentle as jade and a humble face.
He smiled when he heard the words and said through a message: "As a disciple of Chongxuan, is it appropriate for you to personally participate in this fight?"
"What's wrong?"
Ni Zan said calmly: "It's settled, wait until I get the Zihuang Sword and give it to you!"
"In that case, the Sky Thunder Pearl... will be lent to you for the time being."
Wu Wenju pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand and threw something, and Ni Zan caught it.
Then, his body swayed and he came to the jade crystal platform.
Pang Yue looked at this Chongxuan disciple intently, and Luo Qingyuan's voice sounded in his ears.
"This Ni Zan cultivated all three branches, namely the Mountain and River Map of Chongxuan Sect, the Golden Cloud Banner and the Nantian Gate..."
"He also has a first-level magic weapon given by his master, called the Golden Dragon Scissors. It is also one of the nine-line magic weapons of Chongxuan Sect. It is very powerful, so you have to be careful."
The nine meridians of Chongxuanzong correspond to nine magic weapons.
Among them, the Mountains and Rivers Picture is a Yuanshen-level inheritance!
Pang Yue had a serious look on his face, this Ni Zan should be a figure similar to He Miao of the Demonic Talisman Sect.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._