Ling Chuxi's chest froze, and she was shocked back by the surging airflow like fireworks. In the face of absolute strength, any skills and understanding were useless.
Just like a three-year-old child, no matter how many exquisite sword skills he possesses, he doesn't have much strength and is still unable to resist a strong man holding a big sword.
Ling Chuxi took a deep breath and stabbed out with a flat sword.
Cangyuan swordsmanship strikes again.
This sword looked so ordinary, with almost no edge at all, but Ye Xuanfu's eyes suddenly tightened.
Only someone like him who has been immersed in the art of swords all his life would discover that this seemingly ordinary sword contains endless changes and even coincides with the way of heaven.
A flash of silver suddenly shot out from the Luochen Sword. The power of that powerful sword was actually not much worse than Meng Luo's sword.
Ye Xuanfu's whole body was shocked. The sword intention and power of this sword were so familiar. It seemed to have the same origin as Meng Luo and Wei Wuji's sword intention.
The Luochen Sword burst out with a tangible sword energy, piercing the surging fiery red air waves into a transparent vacuum zone, and Ling Chuxi also slightly stopped her retreat.
But immediately, a stronger sword power surged forward.
"Sister Chu Xi, you can't stop me, retreat quickly." Meng Luo turned pale and shouted loudly to Ling Chuxi. Thin bloodshot threads oozed from the corners of her mouth. She obviously wanted to take back the sword, but
What was unleashed at this time was not her true strength at all, so how could she recover it.
Ling Chuxi did not retreat. She had known that it would be difficult to block Meng Luo's sword with just the first sword of Cangyuan Sword Style.
Ling Chuxi's face was calm, and the Luochen Sword suddenly changed its sword style. The second and third styles of Cangyuan Sword were used one after another. One style of Cangyuan's Seven Swords was stronger than the other, and Ling Chuxi had already discovered that if used continuously,
If so, the stacking power will be greatly enhanced.
Finally, the two swords collided violently again, erupting with a shocking loud noise, and the entire Xuanjian Peak trembled.
Seeing the power of this sword, everyone was slightly relieved, but immediately, their expressions changed.
Even if Ling Chuxi fired three swords in a row, exerting the power of the third sword of Cang Yuan's Seven Swords to the extreme, she still could not stop Meng Luo's terrifying sword. The turbulent air flow swept in, and Ling Chuxi's beautiful figure
Was instantly submerged in it.
"Chu Xi!"
"grown ups!"
Ling Yichen, Liang Jinhuai and Gong Xi Kuangdao all exclaimed in surprise at the same time, drew out their swords and slashed at the airflow desperately.
But with just a slight touch, the three figures were blown back like arrows. Everyone's faces were filled with shock and worry. What should we do? Lan Xinyu and the others stomped their feet anxiously.
Being in the air flow, Ling Chuxi's expression also changed drastically. She never thought that even if Cang Yuan's seven swords and three swords were fired in succession, they would not be able to stop the power of Meng Luo's sword.
"What should we do?" Ling Chuxi was confident that even if she was in trouble, she still had a chance to escape. However, Wei Wuji, who had already been severely injured behind him, would be doomed.
Everything is only in this moment.
In the crisis, Ling Chuxi suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and the sword style of Meng Luo's sword quickly appeared in her mind. At the same time, the memory fragments left by several sword styles also flashed quickly, and Meng Luo's sword style flashed quickly.
Luo's swords overlapped each other and became extremely clear.