At this moment, endless haze rose into the sky, magnificent and gorgeous, just like Lin Wan'er created a bright cloud out of thin air, but this wonderful scenery contained a heart-stopping true power.
Qingxuan was completely wrapped in it and had no power to fight back. She could only feel the sword energy opening and closing in the haze, constantly impacting her body, leaving bloody wounds. She wanted to dodge, but found that her wrists and feet
There was a ring of glow surrounding the ring, which actually imprisoned her.
"No...no...impossible!" Qingxuan's body was shaking like chaff. She felt the warm blood splashing on her face and screamed violently.
Lin Wan'er was able to achieve this not because she had extraordinary talents or had innate advantages like Yuan Futu. This was completely the result of desperate efforts. You can't survive without going crazy. Only by giving up everything can you survive the huge disparity in strength.
She created miracles in the sword discussion, but she did it perfectly.
Looking at Qingxuan who was trapped in the Shenxia Sword Technique, Lin Wan'er raised her left hand, slapped her fair cheek hard, and said: "When I entered Daxuan Sword House, you deducted my elixir.
Yao, he also teamed up with other inner disciples to isolate me, and even talked about my right and wrong in Nangong Elder, making everyone think that I am a vase who can only show off my beauty. Now I want you to pay the price!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, dozens of slaps have been imprinted on Qingxuan's cheek. She no longer has the strength to use her energy. She can only wave her arms with physical strength. Although the force is not strong, it is definitely unacceptable to Qingxuan.
The humiliation!
"enough!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the steps in the distance, and at the same time, an extremely powerful black sword light fell from the sky. The dark energy contained in this sword light was absolutely incomparable to the methods of Qingxuan's three-legged cat.
It's a small witch who sees a big witch.
However, just when the sword light was about to hit Lin Wan'er, who was almost going crazy, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.
"Xuan Chong Sword, fearless sword intent!"
As soon as he made a move, it was the strongest move. Yuan Futu knew that facing such a monster-level strongman, there was no way he could hold anything back. With this sword swing, the fearless sword intention of killing eight desolates was contained in the earth's energy.
, transformed into a huge yellow sword shadow directly in front of him.
boom!
The two forces entangled in the void and exploded suddenly. Yuan Futu instantly felt the destructive power coming from him, and his whole body was blown away.
"It's so amazing. She hasn't shown the Heaven and Earth Dharma of the Heavenly Mang Realm yet, but she can have such power with just a random sword. The Netherworld Xuanyin Sword is really extraordinary!" Yuan Futu barely calmed down, feeling that the sea of souls in his body was turbulent.
A blood arrow spurted out from his throat.
Nangong Qiushui stood in the sky with cold eyes and said angrily: "How dare you stop me?!"
Yuan Futu covered his heart that seemed to be torn open and said in a deep voice: "Wan'er is my sword attendant, I will not let you hurt her."
"Do you know that I can kill you with just a move of my finger? Get out of my way!" Nangong Qiushui was worried that Qingxuan's soul sea would be damaged, which would hinder her future practice, so she got angry out of anxiety.
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Yuan Futu sneered and said: "I am the same as you, the veteran of Tianxuan Sword Sect. If you are brave enough, come and kill me!"
"You...!" Nangong Qiushui seemed to be furious.
"Stop it all." However, at this moment, a voice fell from the sky, which seemed to contain extremely powerful power, and directly turned the clouds on the ring into nothingness.
Lin Wan'er looked at the glow dissipating in the sky and felt that she had no strength left in her body. She didn't know how many slaps she had slapped Qingxuan before, but now her raised hand could not fall down anyway. Her soles gave way and she fell down.
On the ground.
Qingxuan found that her hands and feet were no longer limited. Although she was injured all over her body, she still had the ability to kill a person. She was so angry that she immediately pointed like a sword and stabbed Lin Wan'er who was lying on the ground, and said angrily: "
Bitch, die!"
Suddenly, an old hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed her wrist.
This hand was like an iron vice. Qingxuan felt that she could no longer move forward. When she raised her head, she found Jian Twelve standing in front of her. His face no longer looked kind, but was replaced by a look of solemnity.
"Now that he has fallen, this sword debate is over."
The fingerprints on Qingxuan's face were as red as blood, and the anger in her heart was almost burning through her internal organs. Lin Wan'er's humiliation towards her would still be difficult to wash away even if she poured out all the efforts in the world, but when she was about to vent her anger, Jian Twelve stopped her, and she could hardly breathe a sigh of relief.
Out of anger, his vision suddenly turned black and he fell to the ground.
"Wan'er!" Yuan Futu ignored Nangong Qiushui, quickly came to Wan'er, lifted her up, and shouted: "What's wrong with you, wake up!"
No one expected that this sword discussion meeting would develop to such a tragic outcome. The disciples looked at each other in shock, and no one dared to speak out.
At this moment, an old man in white clothes walked onto the ring.
"The sword master of Alchemy House forgets to see the sect master in his remaining years."
Jian Twelve looked solemn and waved his hand: "Let's take a look at the situation of these two children."
Wang Cannian nodded, then separated his two palms, held their wrists respectively, remained silent for a moment, and said to Nangong Qiushui: "Elder Nangong, don't worry, although her physical body is seriously injured, the Yuan Shenhai is not
It hasn’t been affected too much, but it’s just that the real energy is exhausted, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to participate in tomorrow’s sword competition.”
After hearing this, Nangong Qiushui calmed down slightly and said: "I have no intention of letting her participate again. The Daxuan Sword House and the Sword Discussion Conference are over here."
Wang Cannian stuffed an elixir into Qingxuan's mouth and said, "It only takes a few months of conditioning and you will be back to your original state."
Yuan Futu said anxiously: "What about Wan'er? You can tell me!!"
Wang Cannian shook his head slightly, "The situation is not good. The dark element has eroded too deeply and has penetrated into the sea of souls. When the alien true essence enters the body, conflicts will arise. In addition, she squandered the true essence regardless of her life.
As a result, the natal pearl is now damaged."
At this time, Shen Wuyu heard the injury and was shocked: "If the life pearl is damaged, it will never be cured, and there will be no hope for cultivation in the future!"
If the natal bead is damaged, not to mention the problem of deriving the true essence, the imprint of the primordial spirit engraved on the natal bead will be directly destroyed, and it will never be restored to its original state.
"How...how could this happen?" Yuan Futu sat down on the ground.
Wang Cannian took out an unknown red pill from the pill and stuffed it into Lin Wan'er's mouth, and said: "I gave her the 'Dragon Blood Pill'. This way, there is no need to worry about her life. It's just about the follow-up cultivation..."