The Cangqiong Sword crazily sucked Nan Lingjue's blood, and the blood dried up. Nan Lingjue's body was like a mummy that had been sucked dry, making people afraid to look directly at it.
The black eyes turned golden. At that moment, Nan Lingjue seemed to have come back to life, and his whole body was filled with evil energy.
The corners of the mouth were raised, the smile was unruly, the black hair was flying, and the water in the Sword Spirit Pond was rolling under Nan Lingjue's feet.
Nan Lingjue's body began to rise, and with the speed of his rise, the Sky Sword also derailed from the Sword Spirit Pond.
I don't know if it was the illusion of those present, but at the moment when the dazzling golden light flashed, I could clearly hear the roar of an ancient dragon, with a lazy charm.
A large skeleton was exploded in the sky above the Sword Spirit Pond by the power of the Divine Sword. Only after Nan Lingjue left with the Sky Sword in his hand did everyone present wake up.
When the sword fanatic saw that the Sky Sword was lost, he immediately gave an order, "Get the Sky Sword back at all costs!"
Dugu Chi recited a mantra, and Bai Muyun was shaken up as if his soul had returned to its true form.
When he saw the destroyed Sword Spirit Pond, his eyes were bloodshot, "Where is the Sky Sword?!"
He looked around with angry eyes and found that Nan Lingjue was missing. There was a bright sky above his head. Bai Muyun held the staff and chased him out without saying a word.
After everyone left, Feng Wu looked at Feng Yue who was left alone with a charming smile on her lips, "Everyone has left, don't you want to continue because you haven't enjoyed the show? My time is very precious.
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Feng Yue sneered, "Kill you in the blink of an eye." After saying that, the white silk from her arm struck towards Feng Wu's body like a spiritual snake.
Feng Wu stood on the spot, twisting her body 180 degrees. After avoiding the white silk above her head, she used Qing Kung Fu to fly up and drew a few strokes on Feng Yue's two white silks with the demon pen in hand.
Hiss, hiss...
The venomous snake spitting out the letter instantly appeared on Feng Yue's white silk, which made Feng Yue feel nauseated and cut off the white silk.
The white silk was broken, and two soft swords in the long sleeves quickly replaced the white silk.
Feng Wu used her pen as a shield with her right hand and used her left hand to use the Fire Lotus Art to start a counterattack.
Both of their cultivations were at the same level, and Feng Yue was not bad at actual combat experience. After a dozen moves, Feng Yue could already tell that Feng Wu was injured, and she had a winner's smile on her face.
The white figure jumped several times, and several phantoms appeared in the air.
Feng Wu narrowed her eyes slightly and said quietly, "Phantom Sword Technique."
Holding her injured shoulder, Feng Wu lowered her eyebrows and looked at the demon pen in her hand. In her previous life, her weapon was a short sword, and it was difficult to break through the phantom sword technique.
She has studied this set of swordsmanship more thoroughly than anyone else, because the phantom swordsmanship is the second uncle's secret skill, and Feng Wu has been defeated by this set of swordsmanship so many times that she can't even count it.
After fighting, she was basically familiar with the moves. With her grandfather's guidance, she realized on her own that the biggest flaw in the perfect phantom sword technique was its fatal weakness.
Feng Wu closed her eyes and listened carefully.
Feng Yue's figure in the air was ever-changing, surrounding Feng Wu from all directions, and attacking at the same time with swords.
The right ear twitched, the corners of Feng Wu's mouth raised, and the demon pen in his hand swayed seemingly unintentionally.
The moment Feng Yue approached, Feng Wu disappeared in a swish.
The next moment, before Feng Yue could react, a dark shadow came over behind her. Feng Yue jumped forward fiercely, and the flywheel gear plate flying past her ears cut off her hair and scraped it into the stone wall.
Feng Wu shrugged and said with regret, "Oh, what a pity. I just cut off a little hair."
Feng Yue turned around with a look of disbelief and looked at Feng Wu who was standing ten meters away from her, "Impossible, how could you see through my phantom sword technique!"
She had clearly trapped Feng Wu to death, so why did she suddenly disappear? And she could quickly bring out this ghost thing to attack her, and it was no less sharp than her double swords!
"Ha." Feng Wu played with the demon brush in her hand and smiled provocatively at Feng Yue, "Have you never heard of a brush giving birth to a demon?"
With this treasure, the teleportation gods are so weak! As long as she remembers the graphics in her mind, it is easy for her to change the position of the current scene at will!
"The paintbrush gives birth to monsters..." Feng Yue frowned and quickly flipped through the books about paintbrushes that gave birth to monsters. Suddenly her face changed drastically. It was the fifth-ranked monster pen on the legendary list of artifacts! Whatever you draw will come out!
Feng Yue's lips were trembling, not because she was afraid, but because she was unwilling to do so and was irritated by Feng Wu.
Why are all the good things in her hands?! It’s not fair, God is so unfair!
Feng Yue once again used the phantom sword technique. This time more phantoms appeared than before. Her own aura was like the Ice Goddess, which was enough to destroy this small space to calm her anger.
In the central square, the symbol of the Divine Sword of the Sword Alliance, Nan Lingjue is leaning on the hilt of the statue with one foot.
The Cangqiong Sword in his hand made an excited sword sound, as if it was close to Nan Lingjue's, but when its sound reached the ears of those with low-level cultivation, it turned into a demonic sound that made people bleed from all seven holes.
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Such a big movement from the Sword Alliance caused turmoil throughout the city.
After a while, those martial arts people who had received the invitation letter from the Sword Alliance arrived one after another, including Yaoyue and Xu Nian.
In the crowd, when she saw Nan Lingjue for the first time, Yaoyue subconsciously stopped Xu Nian, who wanted to rush out of the crowd, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be impatient, there is something wrong with Nan Lingjue's situation."
Xu Nian didn't pay much attention to the surprise before, but after Yaoyue's reminder, he also discovered that Nan Donor's eyes were actually golden, as well as the sword in his hand!!!
That's what the master showed him - the Cangqiong Sword! Isn't the Cangqiong Sword in Baiyunju? Why did it appear in the hands of Nan Donor?!
Xu Nian looked around worriedly, where is the junior sister? Why is there no trace of the junior sister?
The sword idiot took a step forward with the support of his disciples, "Nan Lingjue, thanks to you being the Lord of Xiaoyao Palace, you actually did such a sneaky thing and let a woman come to my sword alliance to steal the divine sword. You are not afraid of publicizing this matter."
Your Xiaoyao Palace has become a joke to the heroes of the world!"
Nan Lingjue had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were fixed on Cang Qiong Sword from beginning to end, without even glancing at Jian Chi below. His arrogant and evil look completely angered Jian Chi.
After receiving Bai Muyun's look, the sword idiot could only bite the bullet and continue the war of words, "Dear friends, our Sword Alliance kindly invites all the heroes in the world to appreciate the sword, but we didn't expect that this villain Nan Lingjue would let his woman break into the secret of our Sword Alliance overnight.
He has poisoned countless disciples of our Sword Alliance, and now he has taken away the divine sword of our Sword Alliance! I want to ask, has he in Xiaoyao Palace become so arrogant and lawless?"