199. Can you kill the third level of Nascent Soul with this sword?
Master Tu Sun's expression changed, and he saw two streaks of light coming from the distant sky!
"The eldest leader of the Black Tiger Clan, Tiger Zixu."
"Hu Yumei, the great elder of the White Fox Clan."
Master Tu Sun spoke in a low voice, then tilted his head slightly: "Boy, I'm afraid neither of us can run away this time."
Three heavens.
Three Heavenly Nascent Souls of the third level!
In the land of Western Frontier, who can resist this kind of fighting power?
With the strength of these three people today, it is enough to sweep across the western frontier.
The three great demons of the heavenly realm were suspended in the sky, and all the practitioners below seemed to be crushed by a huge mountain.
Those practitioners who only had Peiyuan cultivation vomited blood and had cracks in their muscles and bones.
Above Peiyuan, Qi Condensation Cultivation can only barely hold on.
Huang Laoliu supported the bloodless Lu Qingping, his eyes falling in the distance.
Over there, Tang Chi and several men in black robes around him had sneers on their faces and seemed to be waiting quietly.
Next to Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan was holding the little white fox in his arms. The little white fox was staring at the figure of the white fox tribe's heavenly realm demon in the sky, with a bright halo of light flowing in his eyes.
"It is said that the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan is going all out to deal with the Zhongzhou attack. When three top cultivators come to Yunchao Ridge, are they really ignoring the clan behind them?"
Han Muye, who was standing behind Master Tu Sun, looked up and spoke in a low voice.
This is the information he learned from Feng Che's sword.
The demon clan is not monolithic.
And one of the three people who came today has some relationship with him, Han Muye.
His words made Master Tu Sun's eyes light up, and his eyes fell on the three Yuanying three great demons in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist Zixu, Junior Sister Hu, we are old friends."
"What price did Old Man Feng offer you to take action?"
"I'll pay three times."
After hearing Master Tu Sun's words, the face of the tall man with black tiger stripes on his face remained unchanged, while the female cultivator in white who looked young smiled slightly.
"Senior Brother Tu, you are still so good at doing business."
The female cultivator smiled slightly, turned her eyes from Master Tu Sun, glanced downward, and then stared at Han Muye.
"Guardian of Jiange?"
Han Muye nodded.
The female cultivator laughed and looked at Han Muye: "You know what my Fox clan wants."
Fox clan.
Of course Han Muye knew what the Fox Clan wanted.
This great elder of the Fox clan was even the one who asked Hu Taisheng to attract him.
During the war between Southern Wilderness and Zhongzhou, not many strong men from Southern Wilderness could be transferred to Western Frontier.
Three Nascent Souls at the third level are already the limit.
Rather than bringing someone else, it would be better to bring someone from the White Fox Clan.
When Han Muye released the remnant soul of Hu Taisheng, he asked him to go to the Southern Wilderness and tell the Fox Clan Jiange about the reincarnation of the Fox Clan great demon.
Today, as expected, a strong man from the Southern Wilderness Fox Clan was attracted.
Han Muye took a deep breath, and then looked at Hu Yumei, the great elder of the White Fox Clan: "Senior, I can give you what the White Fox Clan wants. I hope you can quit today."
Hearing his words, Feng Hanxiao and the black tiger man both frowned.
Who is this son?
Does he still have friendship with the Fox Clan?
Hu Yumei laughed, nodded and said, "That's natural."
"If you can get what my fox clan wants, I will not interfere today and just turn around and leave."
Han Muye said: "Senior, please come with me."
After saying that, he flew down.
Hu Yumei's figure then turned into nothingness at the same place.
Han Muye fell in front of Huang Laoliu and Lu Qingping, and then turned to Gao Xiaoxuan who was standing aside.
Hu Yumei fell behind him, staring at the little white fox held in Gao Xiaoxuan's hand.
"aunt……"
Hu Yumei showed a trace of sadness on her face and let out a low cry.
The little white fox moved in Gao Xiaoxuan's arms, wanting to leave, but seemed reluctant to leave.
Gao Xiaoxuan gently stroked the little white fox's back and then let go.
Hu Yumei raised her hand and took the little white fox in her hand.
Gao Xiaoxuan stared at Hu Yumei and said in a deep voice: "She wants to return to her own people."
"You have to protect her."
"If she is hurt in the slightest, I will take her away."
Hu Yumei nodded, hugged the little white fox and whispered: "I understand."
Gao Xiaoxuan glanced at the little white fox again, then turned to look at Huang Laoliu.
"Brother Six, I think being a human being is really fun."
There was a bright look in his eyes.
"Following you in the Sword Pavilion to collect spiritual stones and choose sword weapons are all interesting things."
"And those meats, and the wine you secretly gave me."
"all good."
His eyes fell on Lu Qingping beside Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan said softly: "Sister-in-law Six, Brother Six, I really envy you."
He shook his head, with a slight smile on his face: "I'm so tired, I don't want to be a human anymore."
"I'd better make a sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure dissipated and turned into a bright long sword, which fell into Huang Laoliu's hand.
Huang Laoliu held the sword in one hand and held Lu Qingping in the other, staring closely at Hu Yumei who was holding the little white fox.
Lu Qingping bit her lip and held Huang Laoliu's arm tightly.
"boom--"
From the sky, there was a roaring sound, and a sword light blocked two jet-black demonic energies.
Still taking action.
Hu Yumei glanced at Han Muye and Huang Laoliu and said calmly: "I hope you can survive."
After saying that, she hugged the little white fox, moved her body, and left like a breeze.
Three great demons of the third level of Nascent Soul left one, and there were two more.
These two men took action in mid-air, suppressing Master Tu Sun and causing him to retreat steadily.
Master Tu Sun is the number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang. He is extremely powerful and can fight across ranks.
But facing the two third level Nascent Souls, he could only retreat.
Manpower, after all, has its limits.
In the sky, streams of light intertwined, and sword energy and demonic light filled the air.
Even if Han Muye wanted to help Master Tu Sun with this kind of battle group, he couldn't do it.
"Han Muye."
A voice came.
Han Muye turned around and saw Yang Dingshan, the master of the Mingshan Sword Sect in a green robe, standing not far away.
"Tell Yang Mingxuan that you don't need to collect the body for me."
"If you really have the ability, you can take back the position of the leader of the Mingshan Sword Sect in the future."
After Yang Dingshan finished speaking, before Han Muye could reply, his figure had already risen from the ground.
"Senior Brother Tu, Yang Dingshan is here."
"Little demon of the Southern Wilderness, do you really think that there is no one in our Western Border?"
The sword turned into a mountain, like a thousand-foot peak.
Yang Dingshan's body shape blends into the mountains, making the entire mountains more solid.
Sword power.
Use your sword as a mountain and your body as a stone.
"boom--"
The huge mountain collided with a black demonic energy, causing the big demon to pause slightly.
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Being able to shake the body of the big demon shows how strong Yang Dingshan's combat power is.
"Huh, looking for death."
In the sky, Feng Han, who was holding a long knife, let out a low roar and raised his hand to strike down hard with the knife.
The light of the sword caused the clouds in the sky to crash into the huge mountain like a roaring dragon.
"boom--"
The mountains roared, then were split in half with a knife.
Yang Dingshan's figure was revealed, standing in mid-air, staring at the howling wind, sighing, and turned into nothingness.
Yang Dingshan, a half-step heavenly warrior, a famous sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang, and the master of the Mingshan Sword Sect, died.
The first level of cultivation is the first level of heaven and earth, and the heavenly realm is the heavenly realm.
Half a step into the heavenly realm, he could not withstand a strike from a powerful person at the third level of the heavenly realm Nascent Soul.
Even if you are in the Half-Step Heaven Realm that understands the power of the sword, you can't stop it.
"boom--"
Yang Dingshan sacrificed his life with a sword to block Feng Hanxiao, giving Master Tu Sun a chance to recover, and then hit the black tiger man with a long stick in his hand.
At this time, the sword in Master Tu Sun's hand turned into a heavenly dragon, and the sword's light was as cold as ice. If he did not retreat, Hu Zixu, who was at the third level of Nascent Soul, could not retreat even half a step.
"The tiger is weak, the wind is howling, you can't kill me Master Tu Sun today, tomorrow I will go to the southern wasteland and kill all your black tiger, cloud and leopard tribes!"
Master Tu Sun gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, and the sword intent on his body condensed into dragon shadows.
"boom--"
With a sword strike, the dragon hit Hu Zixu's long stick, knocking Hu Zixu back a step.
The second level of Nascent Soul repels the third level of Nascent Soul.
This sword made Hu Zixu look gloomy, and the demonic aura on his body continued to condense.
Behind him, the sword in the hand of Feng Hanxiao, who killed Yang Dingshan, shone brightly.
"Lingdao Sect Zheng Wangyuan, please ask your senior for advice."
A voice sounded.
Zheng Wangyuan, an elder of the Lingdao Sect in long robes and long sleeves, stepped out in one step and struck Feng Hanxiao head-on with a jade-bone pleated fan.
"Huh, ant, are you looking for death?"
Feng Hanxiao snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand, with a dark light and shadow, collided with Zheng Wangyuan's folding fan.
"Stab-"
The folding fan shattered, and Zheng Wangyuan's figure was shaken. He was knocked out a hundred feet away, his whole body trembled, and then his figure collapsed.
Above his head, a golden elixir with sparkling light flew out. It had only flown a few feet, but Feng Hanxiao had already laughed, grabbed it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
“A rare good thing.”
"Who else is going to die?"
After swallowing Zheng Wangyuan's golden elixir, Fenghan roared with laughter.
"Lu Hao from the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect has come to die."
A voice sounded.
"Yuntai Taoist He Chang is willing to die."
"Fengling Sword Sect, Chang Yuanhe."
…
"Nine-Xuan Sword Sect Sun Mu."
Voice after voice rang out, and one by one, each half-stepping heavenly realm and elixir-forming practitioner flew up into the sky and rushed towards the great demon wind and cold roar at the third level of the heavenly realm Nascent Soul.
Looking at those dying figures, the two swords behind Han Muye kept vibrating.
As a sword cultivator, if you don’t have such passion in your heart, why should you practice swordsmanship?
He turned his head, glanced at Huang Laoliu, and then shot straight into the sky.
What about the great demon in the heaven realm?
It’s just death!
"Nine Xuan Sword Sect, Li Xixi is willing to die."
Li San's voice rang in Han Muye's ears.
"I still have half a gourd of wine left, do you want to drink it?" Li San waved his hand and threw a small gourd towards Han Muye.
Han Muye reached out to grab it, bit open the stopper, and took a swig.
Cool and bland.
water.
Isn’t this water just wine?
Han Muye gave a long laugh, and the two swords crossed behind him.
Two rays of sword intent poured into the sword body, and the sword light suddenly shot hundreds of feet.
Above his head, sword intent rose up one after another, condensing into the shadow of a hundred-foot-long sword.
The Xuanyang Jue is divided into three parts: the soul becomes the sword, the Condensing Sword Jue, the body becomes the sword, the Weapon Sword Jue, the Condensing Sword Bone, the Sword Nurturing Qi, and the Sword Nurturing Jue.
The three tactics are combined into one, and the body can be used as a sword, the spirit can be used as the sword, and the energy can be used as the sword.
At this time, Han Muye used the ninety sword intentions in the sea of qi to merge into one sword.
This sword is sharper than the Soul Sword.
Han Muye flew towards the place where the sword light and demonic energy exploded.
There, Master Tu Sun and the great demon Hu Zixu were fighting with all their strength.
"Senior, let's work together again?"
Han Muye shouted loudly.
Master Tu Sun, who was fighting Hu Zixu with all his strength, stepped back a hundred feet and looked at the green sword light above Han Muye's head. A look of confusion flashed on his face, followed by ecstasy.
A sword shadow no less powerful than the Soul Sword!
How many back-ups does Han Muye have?
"good!"
"This time, five-five!"
"No, six four, you six and me four!"
Master Tu Sun roared loudly, and the sword baby above his head exploded. He stretched out his hand to attract Han Muye's sword intention sword above his head.
With the cyan sword light in hand, the sword intent that had been suppressed by the demonic cloud suddenly rose.
Countless long swords vibrated, and the sound resounded throughout the world.
Master Tu Sun can feel that this sword of sword intention is much more solid than the previous sword of soul!
Can this sword kill the third level of Nascent Soul?