Sword cultivators have always been considered the most lethal cultivators.
The sword cultivators of the Emei Sword Sect are also strong among sword cultivators.
What's more, Hua Jianfeng uses the Emei Sect's most precious Qinghong Sword.
Although the Qinghong Sword has not yet awakened and has not been opened, it is still an immortal sword and was caught by someone.
What kind of cultivation level does this person have?
"Senior Brother Hua, do you need help from my little sister?" Lin Ruoxian asked.
"Need not."
Hua Jianfeng flatly refused, his expression ugly.
Lin Ruoxian only meant well, but to his ears, it was humiliating.
The descendant of the dignified Emei Sword Sect cannot even defeat a wild boy. How can he rebuild the Emei Sword Sect and lead the earth to glory?
"rise."
He shouted loudly, and the white rainbow sword flew up from behind, turning into a white rainbow light and rushing towards Yang Yifei with a light of dozens of feet.
Qinghong Sword and Baihong Sword are the most precious treasures of the Emei Sword Sect.
It's a fairy sword!
However, they were severely damaged in the last war. The spirit of the weapon fell into a deep sleep and has not yet awakened, sealing most of its abilities. It can only rely on the sharpness of the fairy sword itself to hurt the enemy.
Otherwise, with Hua Jianfeng's strength, once he sacrifices the fairy sword, he does not need to wait to kill the opponent, but sucks him dry first.
Immortal weapons are very powerful and consume a lot of power when used.
The Baihong Sword whizzed towards him. Even without using any sword moves, Hua Jianfeng was confident that he could kill Yang Yifei with one strike.
"The white and green swords of the Emei Sword Sect."
Bai Ruyue murmured: "This is the best immortal weapon. It is said that it is qualified to be promoted to a Taoist weapon. Unfortunately, because it is a killing weapon, it is too difficult to be promoted to a Taoist weapon, and there has never been a chance."
The ultimate fairy weapon!
Everyone was moved and looked horrified.
Although their sect is a major sect among the Seven Wastelands, the treasure that holds the sect is only a low-grade immortal weapon.
For some small sects, having a top-grade spiritual weapon would be a good thing.
When have you ever seen the best immortal weapon, and it is an immortal sword that is qualified to be promoted to a Taoist weapon?
"So strong, if Yang Yifei is killed with one sword..."
This idea suddenly appeared in their minds.
If Yang Yifei dies, they will be free.
Otherwise, if a high-ranking prodigy is enslaved as soon as he enters the earth, how will his face be saved if word spreads out? Even his own sect will be ridiculed.
"Kill, kill him, kill him..."
They prayed secretly.
Lin Ruoxian suddenly felt something was wrong.
She glanced at Yang Yifei and said with a smile: "Sure enough, everyone is betraying us. Even these thieves from the outside world want us to kill you."
Yang Yifei glanced at everyone lightly, stretched out his other hand, and shook it gently.
Clang!
Another four-color palm appeared, and the Baihong Sword was also caught in his hand.
The two flying swords struggled desperately in the four-color palms, twisting like spiritual snakes, but no matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free.
"Damn it, come out here."
Hua Jianfeng squeezed the hand with all his might, with veins popping out on his forehead and blood-red eyes, looking like a madman.
Lin Ruoxian was shocked, seeing Hua Jianfeng like this for the first time.
"The Emei Sword Sect, the super powerful sect of ancient earth, has this little ability?"
Yang Yifei said coldly.
Hua Jianfeng was angry and anxious. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and shouted: "Sword, rise."
The mouthful of blood fell in the air, turned into a three-inch blood sword, and stabbed Yang Yifei fiercely.
"Blue Blood Sword? This is a forbidden move. Senior Brother Hua, are you crazy?"
Lin Ruoxian exclaimed.
The blood sword was as fast as thunder, faster than the white rainbow sword and the green rainbow sword. It came to Yang Yifei in one stroke and wanted to pierce his head.
The Jade Blood Sword uses blood as the sword and contains the essence of the caster. It seems virtual but not virtual, real but not real. It can switch between virtual and real. The speed is faster than the fairy sword. It is a good means of desperate assassination. But if it is used once,
It will consume a lot of energy and energy from the caster, and even if he wins, he will become seriously ill.
Yang Yifei held a flying sword in one hand, and it seemed that he could not stop the blood sword's attack.
At this time, he opened his mouth and vomited, and a white light accurately hit the blood sword.
Ding ding ding…
Two sword lights, one white and one red, flew back and forth in the air, clashing with each other. In just a few seconds, they actually collided thousands of times and formed a single piece.
Everyone was shocked.
The white light ejected from Yang Yifei's mouth turned out to be a flying sword.
No matter how Hua Jianfeng's green blood sword changed, it was firmly blocked by Yang Yifei's flying sword.
"He can even fly a sword, what else can't he do?"
Everyone thought in horror.
puff!
The blood sword was defeated and turned into blood splashing everywhere.
Hua Jianfeng opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood, his breath shaking.
The white flying sword continued to shoot at Hua Jianfeng, almost piercing him with the sword.
"Certainly!"
Lin Ruoxian shouted softly, and the treasure mirror behind her shot out a ray of light, freezing the white flying sword in place.
The white flying sword had already pierced Hua Jianfeng's clothes, and just missed piercing his heart, sending him home to the west.
The white flying sword continued to fly, and like the white and green swords caught by Yang Yifei, no matter how it moved, it could not escape the scope of the treasure mirror's light.
"The quality of this flying sword is not low. It is your natal flying sword, right? Once the natal flying sword is damaged, the slightest injury will be suffered, and the most serious will be the foundation. In this way, you let go of Senior Brother Hua's flying sword, and I will let go of yours.
Flying sword, how about it?"
Lin Ruoxian asked.
"Absolutely not."
Gu Binglan said quickly: "The white and green swords are the most precious treasures of the Emei Sword Sect. They are the best immortal weapons. You must never let them go."
Yang Yifei's heart moved, and the flying sword, which was fixed by the light of the treasure mirror, shook and turned into golden spirit energy that dispersed in all directions.
After practicing the White Emperor's Golden Emperor Technique, he could easily produce hundreds of these flying swords.
"Damn it, if the two swords weren't damaged, they wouldn't be able to use their magical power..." Hua Jianfeng bit his lip until it bled.
Lin Ruoxian frowned and sighed: "Originally, if you had let go of Senior Brother Hua's swords, I would have let you go once. Unexpectedly, you turned out to be a greedy person, so I had no choice but to kill you."
Yang Yifei said disdainfully: "Pretending."
The treasure mirror behind Lin Ruoxian turned around and shot towards Yang Yifei.
Yang Yifei's body flashed, and the light from the treasure mirror left a bottomless hole as thick as an arm on the ground.
"What a baby." Yang Yifei praised.
Lin Ruoxian said: "This is the most important treasure of my Penglai Immortal Island, the sky-viewing mirror. It can observe the world and suppress everything. Finally, I will give you a chance to surrender, work for us, and avoid death."
Yang Yifei said calmly: "Do you know my nickname?"
Lin Ruoxian asked in confusion: "Mutt the family and destroy the clan? Madman Yang?"
Yang Yifei said: "There is another sentence before."
Hua Jianfeng gritted his teeth and said, "You can cover the sky with just one palm, Yang Wudi."
"That's right. You should remember it well."
Yang Yifei clapped his hands casually, and four-color palm prints fell from the sky, shrouding Lin Ruoxian below.
Lin Ruoxian was disdainful and turned the treasure mirror upwards. The light from the treasure mirror easily shot out a big hole in the four-color palm print.
However, the four-color palm prints did not dissipate. Instead, they became thicker and thicker as the spiritual energy around them surged crazily.
boom!
Four-color palm prints captured Lin Ruoxian below.
"Have you remembered my nickname this time?"
Yang Yifei asked leisurely.
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