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Chapter 202

"Little girl, I didn't expect you to recover so quickly." One of the young men glanced at Lu Xueqi up and down with evil eyes and said in a cold voice.

The young man who spoke looked like he was only in his twenties or thirties, but the vicissitudes in his eyes and the old tone indicated that they were probably over a hundred years old.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t call Lu Xueqi a little girl.

"Third brother, stop talking nonsense, capture these two people first, then lure out the other two people and catch them all," another young man said.

What the two of them were most afraid of was Lu Xueqi, or the magic weapon in the opponent's hands. As for Xu Ran in front of Lu Xueqi, the two of them didn't take it seriously.

"Okay." The young man who called Lao San nodded.

Then, the two of them burst into flames at the same time, and one of them held out a gear-shaped magic weapon, which quickly rotated in the air and emitted a dark red light.

Buzz buzz.

Flying in the direction of the two of them at an extremely fast speed.

Another young man drew out a red sword, which suddenly shot towards Xu Ran and Lu Xueqi like a bloody ray of light.

"Senior sister, there is no need to panic. I can handle them both by myself." Seeing Lu Xueqi trying to make a secret to summon the Tianya Divine Sword, Xu Ran said with a faint smile.

"Besides, your internal injuries are just fine, so just take a good rest."

"You are alone..." When Lu Xueqi heard what Xu Ran said, a warm current flowed through her heart, and she immediately spoke, but stopped before she finished speaking. The junior brother in front of her was the most outstanding disciple in the history of Qingyun Sect.

The realm has already been promoted to the Shangqing realm, far beyond them.

There is no need for him to take action at all.

"You are not ashamed of your words." The young man who controlled the dark red gear magic weapon snorted coldly.

Although they were not considered to be the top experts of the Demon Sect, they were still mainstays, and the young man in front of them did not take them to heart at all.

At the same time, Xu Ran stopped talking. Instead, he used his mind to control the sword and controlled the direction of the Qingfeng Sword's movement with his sword finger. Wherever the sword pointed, the Qingfeng Sword let out a light groan and turned into a green light.

Ding!

The green wind sword collided with the red gear, and the green and red lights alternated and collided together.

"Um..."

The young man who sacrificed the red gear magic weapon felt something was wrong the moment it collided with the Qingfeng Sword. The huge spiritual power coming from the sword shocked him so much that he almost lost control of the magic weapon.

The young man's eyes widened instantly. The strength of the righteous boy in front of him was beyond his imagination. He had seriously underestimated how to deal with him.

But at this moment, the Qingfeng Sword glowed brightly, and the green light was so dazzling that it actually covered up the dark red light of the red gear, which was slightly dim.

The Qingfeng Sword kept vibrating, and waves of spiritual power invaded continuously, bombarding the red gear.

The young man who controlled the red gear was so shocked that his mind trembled. Finally, with a puff, he spit out a blood mist from his mouth, his body swayed, and his mind was shaken.

At the same time, another red long sword flashed towards Xu Ran like a streak of blood. At the same time, an extremely fishy smell of blood rushed towards him.

Xu Ran wielded the sword with one hand, and mobilized spiritual power with the other hand. The spiritual power spread all over the palm of his hand, like invisible air currents flowing in Xu Ran's palm.

Xu Ran raised his hand, and spiritual power exploded in his palm, blocking the long red sword. It stayed in the air, unable to move any further.

"This kid is a monster, he's too powerful." After a while, the young man who competed with Xu Ran for the spirit-driven gear magic weapon said with his eyes widened as the dizziness disappeared from his mind.

He was extremely surprised in his heart. Who is this young man and why is he so powerful? He used his real name magic weapon to collide with the opponent's magic weapon. In just a few seconds, he suffered a backlash.

This shows that there is a huge difference in cultivation between the two, and the other party completely crushes him.

"I know it now." The young man who controlled the red sword gritted his teeth and continued. At this moment, the young man used his palms to cover his spiritual power to fight against his own magic weapon, and he actually managed to hold it down.

Now, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make his natal magic weapon move forward by one point.

Lu Xueqi, who was behind Xu Ran, saw that Xu Ran was fighting one against two, and was not at a disadvantage at all, and even had the upper hand. A glimmer of brilliance flashed in her bright eyes.

"Boy, who are you?" The young man who was idle couldn't help but asked as he looked at Xu Ran.

"How long has it been? You are still talking nonsense. Take advantage of Chiyun, who is resisting me with all his strength, and take action quickly." Before Xu Ran could speak, his companion couldn't help but complain.

The young man who was idle suddenly stopped talking. His figure was like a ghost, with the strong wind howling and swooping towards Xu Ran. He wanted to catch Xu Ran off guard while Xu Ran was concentrating on fighting against his companions.

"Be careful," Lu Xueqi couldn't help shouting from behind.

"Haha, they're just two little miscellaneous fish, senior sister, don't worry too much," Xu Ran laughed loudly, with contempt for the two of them in his tone.

There are two mainstays of the demon sect in front of me. Normally, if a disciple of the right path encounters them, he will probably be filled with hatred, but his cultivation level is much higher than theirs.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is vain.

Xu Ran held on to another young man's Chiyun magic weapon with one hand, and pinched the sword formula with the other hand. The Qingfeng sword vibrated, and then he saw the Qingfeng sword split into two, and the two split into four.

At first glance, the Qingfeng Sword split into four pieces and lay across the passage.

In fact, if you look closely, only one of the four Qingfeng Swords is real, the other three are phantoms, condensed with spiritual power, and their power is no less than the light of the sword.

This is an ordinary phantom sword technique.

An ordinary sword cultivator can use it, and requires extremely high mental power to control it. An average sword cultivator can split three, four, four or five swords, while a powerful sword cultivator can split hundreds or thousands.

Just imagine, a powerful sword cultivator uses his spiritual power to drive his own flying sword and uses the phantom sword technique, but thousands of swords appear. What a spectacular scene.

Xu Ran has just started practicing, so he can only control three or four swords. If he uses more swords, his mental strength may not be able to bear it. If he uses it forcefully, he will suffer backlash.

But now four Qingfeng Swords are lying across the passage, with green light shining, and the other three phantom Qingfeng Swords are as if they are real.

The young man who was originally swooping towards Xu Ran stopped immediately when he saw this scene.

"Qingfeng Sword, Ji"

Xu Ran made a sword gesture and pointed the sword at the young man. The four green wind swords turned into four green lights and shot towards the young man. The young man's face changed drastically.

He turned around and ran away, sacrificing his magic weapon at the same time.

A dark red gear appeared, buzzing and turning.

Whoosh!

A Qingfeng sword collided with the gears, but there was no crisp sound of gold and iron. The Qingfeng sword suddenly vibrated, and then turned into a powerful spiritual vibration, like a small spiritual storm. I saw this

The gears fell apart and several pieces of metal fell to the ground.

This Qingfeng Sword is a sword made of compressed spiritual power. Once the imaginary object touches the real thing, there will be an explosion of spiritual power.

This kind of power is no less than a full blow from the caster.

Therefore, the young man's magic weapon was directly destroyed.


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