Chapter 1680 If you can't run away, then do it (4)
Woo!
The air was torn apart by the long sword, making a harsh whistle.
The hundred-meter-long sword also struck down with unrivaled momentum under Xiao Qian's shocked gaze.
Before, he still had some confidence in his ancestor, but he didn't know how to resist such an attack.
Seeing that the long sword above his head had fallen, Xiao Qian's heart suddenly thumped, and he whispered with despair: "It's over now, ancestor should leave me alone."
Emotions of extreme regret surged out of my heart like a fountain.
But the ancestor standing in front of him did not take a step back. He even took a quick step forward with the indigo sword in one hand.
At the same time, the arm that was not thick suddenly swelled up.
Woo!
Amidst the harsh howling of the wind, the arm holding the indigo sword also lifted up at this moment as fast as lightning.
when!
The hundred-meter giant sword and the indigo long sword collided together, making a deafening roar. At the same time, a finger-deep gap instantly appeared on the blade of the indigo long sword.
However, the hundred-meter giant sword was also sent flying by this blow.
This made Xiao Qian, who was filled with despair, his eyes suddenly bulge, and he shouted in disbelief: "Blocked... blocked, but this... but how is this possible?"
He actually still has confidence in his ancestor's strength.
After all, as early as three hundred years ago, the ancestor had successfully condensed the golden elixir and became a monk at the golden elixir stage.
At the same time, with his terrifying alchemy skills, it is not surprising that he has the strength of the Golden Elixir Dzogchen.
But at this time, not only was the ancestor seriously injured, but he didn't even have a weapon at hand, so how could he block the attack just now.
But now it is not only blocked, but also seems to have the upper hand.
This made Xiao Qian lose his composure instantly. He looked up at the long sword that had already flown out, and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "You can block this. Is it possible that the ancestor is a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage?"
"Come back to me."
Just when he was thinking this, the ancestor suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and at the same time, the palm with bulging veins suddenly grabbed forward.
Roar!
The next second, an illusory purple dragon head flew out from his palm.
And the giant blue sword that was rolling in the sky was immediately swallowed by the dragon head.
Then I saw the ancestor retract his arm, and the long sword was pulled back directly.
"I'll go. Can I ride on a horse?"
Xiao Qian looked at this scene with disbelief on his face. He had no idea that his ancestor could be so fierce and forcefully snatched away Deng Yuankui's flying sword.
You must know that he has been cultivating that flying sword for at least hundreds of years.
Not only has it reached the level of mind-to-heart communication, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an extension of the body, and the possibility of trying to snatch it is almost zero.
But now, it is actually held by the ancestor.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
However, seeing the flying sword constantly trembling in the ancestor's hand, as if trying to break free from the shackles of his hand and return to the embrace of Elder Deng Yuankui, Xiao Qian couldn't help but have a flash of worry in his eyes.
"Oh, I still want to struggle."
But at this moment, a disdainful snort suddenly came to mind.
The figure holding the hilt of the sword with one hand threw down the indigo sword. At the same time, the other palm instantly grabbed the tip of the cyan sword, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: "I'll cut it off."
As the angry roar rang out, Xiao Qian immediately saw that the ancestor's already extremely thick arm had grown twice as thick at this moment.
Even the hairs on his neck and hands grew crazily.
Click!
Before he could sigh with emotion at his discovery, there was a sudden crisp sound from the long green sword, and it broke into more than a dozen pieces in an instant.
puff!
At the same time, in mid-air a hundred meters away, the figure standing on the flying sword suddenly shook, his face instantly turned pale, and at the same time, a mouthful of golden blood immediately spurted out from his mouth.
The destruction of the natal magic weapon that had been stored for hundreds of years obviously immediately caused Deng Yuankui to suffer a heavy blow.
But this made Xiao Qian confused, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Damn it, is the ancestor so fierce?"
A disagreement led to the direct destruction of the magical weapon.
If other Jindan cultivators know this, no matter who sees the ancestor in the future, who will dare to fight with his natal magic weapon?
call out!
Just as he was sighing in his heart, the indigo sword that had just been discarded flew out like a bolt of lightning.
A full blow is to instantly apply all the power of the whole body to one point.
Therefore, the moment the long sword came out, its speed far exceeded the speed of the blue long sword when it attacked, and it even appeared in front of Deng Yuankui in a flash.
At this time, the natal magical weapon was destroyed, and Deng Yuankui's figure was already in a daze. At this time, he had no ability to avoid such an attack.
puff!
With a soft sound, the indigo sword instantly passed through his chest, bringing out a dazzling rain of blood from his body.
At the same time, the powerful force poured into the indigo sword also caused the flesh and blood around the wound to be directly shaken into bloody mince, and a hole the size of a fist also appeared.
However, even after suffering such a heavy blow, Deng Yuankui was still not dead.
He turned over his hand and took out a pill, and put it into his mouth. At the same time, the blood hole in his chest stopped bleeding instantly, and there were even bloody granules squirming.
At this time, Xiao Han's palm full of veins stretched out again.
Roar!
A sky-shaking dragon roar followed. Even though the seriously injured Deng Yuankui tried his best to avoid it, he was so severely injured that his control over the flying sword was no longer sensitive, and he was instantly swallowed by the dragon's head.
At the same time, just like the cyan flying sword, he was forcibly dragged in front of Xiao Han.
Then a hand pinched his neck like a chicken, and the owner of the hand said: "Oh, I thought you were so strong!"
"It turns out that he is also a king with a strong mouth. Let alone killing one of your disciples, what will happen even if I kill you?"
Click!
Just as he was saying this, a slight crack of bones immediately sounded in his ears.
As for Deng Yuankui, who was being strangled by the neck, even though he had the strength of a golden elixir stage, his eyes suddenly shot outwards, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
But this caused a look of panic to flash across Xiao Qian's face, and he hurriedly shouted: "Ancestor, you can't kill this one."
As he spoke, he repeated eagerly: "You really can't kill this one, otherwise we will all be exterminated from the Righteous Sect, and we will face endless pursuit."
"Haha, look how scared you are."
Xiao Han grinned and sneered. Although he didn't agree with this statement, because he was worried about this nominal junior, he still relaxed his strength a little.
In fact, even if this guy was killed directly, the consequences would not be as serious as Xiao Qian said.
After all, he has the identity of an alchemist, and he is an alchemist who can easily refine top-quality elixirs.
In the world of spiritual practice, profit is the most important thing.
There may be one or two Virgin bitches who will really come to hunt him down, but this does not affect the vast majority of monks from asking for help from him.
After all, whether it is the top-grade Foundation Building Pill, the top-grade Yuan Condensing Pill, or the more advanced top-grade Infant Transformation Pill, they are the best choices for monks who are about to run out of life to extend their lives.
So for these pills, those people shouldn't mind making enemies of the entire Righteous Sect.
It's just that he doesn't intend to reveal his identity as an alchemist for the time being, as this will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Maybe there will be an old guy in the realm of gods taking action, kidnapping him and using him as a tool for refining elixirs.
Furthermore, there are the brother and sister Xiao Qian and Xiao Yun. It would be nice to kill this guy directly, but the possibility of the brother and sister surviving is very small.
After all, the identity of an alchemist also needs time to ferment.
Now that he is the nominal ancestor of these two people, he has to consider these two people more or less when doing things.
Killing a monk who has attained the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and under the circumstances of Zhanli, he will be fearless even if the sect holds him accountable.
But if you kill a Jindan monk, the consequences will be completely different.
So even though Xiao Han felt a little itchy at this moment, he still suppressed the urge to kill, stripped Deng Yuankui naked in a few strokes, and took all his belongings as his own.
Until then, he continued in a deep voice: "Okay, then I'll listen to you and let this kid live for the time being."
"Let's go back to Youyun Peak first and wait for the great elder behind this kid to come."
"Although I, Youyun Peak, have been silent for hundreds of years, not just any cat or dog can come over and take a bite."
