In the sky full of sword flowers, the swords in Changsheng's hands danced into afterimages invisible to the naked eye. Ancestor Haoyue on the opposite side looked at this scene in disbelief, and the scream that had reached the top of his mouth was still swallowed.
Now that the matter has come to this, it is useless to say this.
No matter what, the sword power cannot stop! The spirit sword was almost turned into a flower in the hands of Ancestor Haoyue. Although those sword flowers were not as small and numerous as those of Changsheng, they were still sharp enough. When the two met, those sword flowers were fierce
They collided hard, and the sword flowers collided with each other, creating countless sparks.
However, in a battle where it seemed like she was facing an opponent, Changsheng became more and more courageous as she fought. Because she had mastered the Xiangduixue sword technique that she created, at this time, her fighting spirit was the strongest, and she had such a powerful opponent with her.
During the battle, Changsheng grew rapidly in the collisions.
But Patriarch Haoyue became more and more timid as he fought.
Because his opponent is a genius who is constantly growing, but Ancestor Haoyue does not want to see this scene, because once this female doll gains power, she will kill him! Ancestor Haoyue can see this murderous intention very clearly!
When fighting, one of the fatal factors is each other's momentum. When one party's momentum falls behind, the corresponding strength of the party will naturally fall behind.
As he continued to fight, the timidity in the heart of Patriarch Haoyue became more and more serious. At first, his mood that he must kill the other party was a bit erratic. Can he really kill this ugly girl? Just now, this ugly girl was just an ordinary girl.
A monk who has just entered Taoism, but now she is on par with herself in the Nascent Soul stage. What did she just do?
Wait! Is this ugly girl really only a few years old? Could she be an old witch who is hundreds or even thousands of years old in disguise? Because in this world, except for the destined son of Daojun Lingguang of Shanghuanzong, there has never been anyone else.
How can a child be so powerful?
As Changsheng's sword of 'Xiangdui Xue' became more and more swift, Ancestor Haoyue gritted his teeth, then turned the sword and stabbed directly at Xuan Yuanjin's body lying on the pile of firewood.
Since you can't defeat this person, let's attack the thing she cares about most! Although Xuan Yuanjin's Yiyang Butian Body is powerful, the person is dead after all. Even if he is made into a puppet, how can a person who doesn't even practice serious cultivation have the ability to do so?
How powerful is it? The reason why I wanted Xuan Yuanjin's body so much before was because I was disgusted that this man died without his permission.
At this time, I had to threaten the other party with this corpse.
"you dare?!"
Chang Sheng was frightened and angry, and the golden sword in his hand whirled towards the back of Ancestor Haoyue. Countless sword flowers swept past, but the moment he was about to touch Ancestor Haoyue, the man rolled directly to the side, revealing a
The expression of success. And those sword flowers were not blocked by Ancestor Haoyue, and they stabbed Xuejin directly!
"!"
Changsheng retreated immediately, but the result of forcefully reversing direction was that he vomited out blood and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Xingbieli supported her body and Changsheng took a hard breath. The bloody smell in her mouth and nose almost made her spit it out. But she still held it back because Patriarch Haoyue's sword was handed over to her again.
"Do you know what your greatest weakness is?"
Chang Sheng blocked these attacks with some difficulty, but the opponent's mouth never closed. At this time, Patriarch Haoyue had found the best way to attack Chang Sheng.
That's what attacks the heart.
"Then you care too much about Xuan Yuanjin. Who is Xuan Yuanjin? To put it nicely, he was a good prince before, but what's the use of a prince in this mortal world? Didn't he become my furnace later?
It is his supreme honor to be my cauldron."
"Xuan Yuanjin must have committed suicide, right? Ha, I said something wrong. Since he sacrificed himself, he must have died. You must not know how many times he committed suicide while I was there, right? I can't even count them all.
Unclear!"
"Why do you think you can see him? That's because he took advantage of me when I was really annoyed and opened the teleportation array and ran straight into it! The teleportation array I opened is not fixed, and he is very likely to be teleporting.
He died in the process, but he actually hit it head on."
When Patriarch Haoyue saw the suppressed anger on Changsheng's face, he actually felt strangely comfortable in his heart. It must be said that Patriarch Haoyue felt extremely comfortable when he could see this kind of reaction from the other party.
Attack Xuan Yuanjin from time to time, and the ugly girl's reaction will be very interesting. It's just a corpse, it's dead, so what's the matter with how many times the corpse has been chopped?
However, such an opponent is more beneficial for you to defeat.
"Although I don't care about Xuan Yuanjin's life or death, the fact that he died without my permission still makes me feel very uncomfortable!"
After using Xuan Yuanjin's body to stab Changsheng with another feint, Changsheng finally made up his mind! Her free left hand slowly brought her index and middle fingers together, curled up the other fingers, and with a slight stroke, the cold sword
Qi burst out, and countless sword flowers in the shape of piles of incense and snow petals surrounded her left hand. The long sword in her right hand was held horizontally, and she exhaled a slightly turbid breath.
At this time, Changsheng was holding a flower in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, with a calm expression. At such a young age, he actually had a compassionate feeling like the Buddha holding the flower and smiling.
Ancestor Haoyue's heart skipped a beat, and the slight pride he felt for overpowering a genius was immediately suppressed. Just as he gritted his teeth and stabbed Xuan Yuanjin again, Changsheng gave a sharp shout, crossed his hands fiercely, and held all the weapons in his hands.
The sword flowers rushed straight towards the opponent!
Those wave-like sword flowers didn't give Old Ancestor Haoyue a chance to react at all, and flew backwards around him. During this period, every beautiful and gentle petal flew by lightly, just like a trace of blood.
"Chi chi chi——"
The sound of the flesh being pierced almost wrapped Old Ancestor Haoyue's whole body together. The next moment, Old Ancestor Haoyue let out a brief scream and fell limply to the ground. His whole body was dripping with blood, and his breathing gradually became weak and then stopped.
Changsheng, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, finally pushed Patriarch Haoyue out and saved Xue Jin's body next to him.
First, he gave Patriarch Haoyue a sharp knife in the heart, almost breaking it into pieces. Changsheng came to Xuejin's side with a trembling step. He quietly looked at Xuejin, who was lying quietly on the pile of firewood with his eyes closed, and breathed a sigh of relief.
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As for the Haoyue Ancestor, he was already lying in the slowly dissipating sword flowers, gradually becoming stiff.
Changsheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Strictly speaking, this man was her first enemy on the road to spiritual practice. But she didn't expect that the first enemy would be so cunning and cunning. Fortunately, after passing through this person, Changsheng was considered too much.
Got some practical experience.
In a life-and-death battle, few people will actually abide by the so-called gentleman's etiquette.
Changsheng still has something to learn! He waved his hand and untied the shackles on the old scalper. Changsheng lowered his head and whispered in the ears of the old scalper and the trembling Dalin on the second floor.
"You leave first, and I will come find you after everything is settled here."
