"Ignorant child, when you were on Zhanyue Platform, you were just a foundation-building monk. You had been a humble turtle for more than a hundred years. You thought you were invincible when you reached the golden elixir stage. If you have the guts, come down below. Don't hide on the boat.
I can destroy many golden elixir masters in your Lingxiao Palace, and I can also"
At this time, Ye Guangxun, the head of the Yellow Wind Sect, held a pair of golden scissors, flew into the air, and shouted loudly to Lu Xiaotian, but before he could finish speaking, a monstrous sword intent fell from the sky, and above his head, countless swords
The energy gathered and turned into a transparent giant sword several feet tall. The huge pressure made him speechless.
Ye Guangxun's face was horrified. He was also a late-stage Jindan cultivator, but the silver-haired boy's magic power was too pure and powerful. The transparent giant sword was still above his head, but the killing intent coming from the blade had already penetrated his body.
Cold.
Not wanting to talk anymore, Ye Guangxun looked cautious, and the golden scissors in his hand expanded a hundred times, turning into a giant scissors and cutting into the air.
Clang! The golden scissors stagnated in the air and suddenly fell, unable to block the blow of the giant sword.
"Yuan Min, you are responsible for commanding these five warships. I will go down and behead some of them to pay homage to the heroic spirit of Lord Wei!"
Lu Xiaotian flew out of the flying warship and stepped into the void. It seemed like he had only taken a few steps, but in the blink of an eye he was hundreds of feet away.
"Arrogant, you boy will die!" Suddenly, a starlight swayed beside Lu Xiaotian like a wave of water.
Lei Wantian was shocked. Xingyue Demon Sect's Xingyue Qimen Escape Technique! It was so miraculous that it was performed by Cao Liankun, the deputy sect leader of Xingyue Demon Sect. Few of the Jindan monks present noticed it.
At this time, the Golden Core cultivators of the Zhanyue Alliance still had a great advantage, and it would be easy to take out a few of them to deal with Lu Xiaotian.
And Lu Xiaotian uttered wild words that the captured warships included members of the Xingyue Demon Sect and the Huangfeng Sect. Naturally, the masters of the two sects couldn't sit still.
This is a battlefield, not a time for one-on-one duels. Moreover, the power of the transparent giant sword is far more powerful than that of ordinary late-stage Jindan monks. Ye Guangxun, the leader of the Yellow Wind Sect, is no match for him. He took advantage of Lu Xiaotian to confront the enemy.
At this moment, Cao Liankun used the Xingyue Qimen Escape Technique, and in a blink of an eye he was within three feet of Lu Xiaotian, and stabbed Lu Xiaotian's temple with a pointed phoenix pattern in his hand.
"Whoever I want to die, you can't stop it." Lu Xiaotian's expression was dull, without even glancing at him, he slapped his right palm to the side. Suddenly, a strange and wild aura rose up from Lu Xiaotian's body, and a tiger
The roar roared out.
Lu Xiaotian slapped his palm directly on the thorn with the pointed phoenix pattern. The silver light flowed in the palm of his hand, and the thorn with the pointed phoenix pattern did not advance even an inch.
"No!" Cao Liankun screamed in his heart, feeling an overwhelming force coming from the sharp-conical phoenix pattern in his hand, and he could hardly control it.
The reason why Cao Liankun escaped to such a close distance was to take advantage of the duel between Lu Xiaotian and Ye Guangxun to catch Lu Xiaotian off guard and make the other party unable to escape. However, he did not know that Lu Xiaotian was actually an extremely powerful physical practitioner.
At such a distance, it would be as difficult to attack and kill Lu Xiaotian as climbing to the sky.
When the silver-armored woman in the distance who was still fighting with Luo Qing saw Ye Guangxun appearing at such a close distance from Lu Xiaotian, she knew that the matter was no longer in suspense. It was her, the god of death known as the silver-faced Rakshasa, who knew Lu Xiaotian's
She was so powerful that she would never have dared to approach Lu Xiaotian without the help of the Thunder-Stepping Pegasus. Although Cao Liankun, the deputy sect leader of the Star-Moon Demon Sect, was quite powerful, he had been in the late Golden Core stage for many years, but he was still a little inferior to the woman in silver armor.
At this time, it was too late to remind Cao Liankun. The silver-armored woman frowned. She was well aware of the terrifying strength of this silver-haired young man. She took advantage of the impact of the Thunder-Stepping Pegasus, coupled with her own magical cultivation and combat power. The improvement was more than doubled, but he couldn't get any advantage in front of this silver-haired young man, and he couldn't even break his defense.
In the battle at Wangyue Mountains, the silver-armored woman only thought that Lu Xiaotian was an individual cultivator. At present, it seemed that the opponent was only accomplished in swordsmanship. Maybe his swordsmanship was not as good as his, but even she was ashamed of his strong magical power. For example, a casual sword is even more powerful. How could there be such a powerful Jindan monk in this world!
Lu Xiaotian's own strength was extremely domineering, and after using the Soul-Swallowing Technique, it doubled again. Cao Liankun only thought that he had succeeded in a sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the other party would not dodge, so he slapped him with a palm.
The pointed phoenix-patterned thorn whined, and Cao Liankun felt that his breathing was a little stagnant. The opponent's hand did not stop, and when Cao Liankun was unprepared, he slapped Cao Liankun's chest with another palm from a few feet away.
With a loud bang, a bloody hole exploded in Lian Kun's chest, and a transparent palm print appeared from his chest to his back. This palm actually directly smashed his heart.
Not to mention a golden elixir cultivator, but also an ancestor of Nascent Soul, if there is no unique method to transfer the heart, or if it is a ghost cultivation, and does not take the physical body as the foundation, there is no reason for ordinary cultivators to be spared from such severe injuries.
Cao Liankun's body fell towards the ground like a kite with broken strings. As for the spirit that had escaped, Lu Xiaotian was too lazy to care about it at this time.
"Zhiyong, help me!" Ye Guangxun, who was still shouting just now, used his remaining strength to fight with the giant sword in the air twice. The opponent's strong magic power shook his soul almost out of the body, and he had to fight for his life. Blocking these attacks, and in this situation, the opponent was walking around, as if nothing happened, and killed Cao Liankun, who was about to succeed in a sneak attack, with one face to face.
Cao Liankun's strength was not inferior to him. At this time, Ye Guangxun looked at the deputy sect leader Long Zhiyong and shouted for help. Cao Liankun died too quickly, which made him scared. At this time, he didn't have even half of the courage he had before.
"No one can save you except the ancestor of Nascent Soul, you will die!" Lu Xiaotian shouted softly, and the transparent giant sword suddenly scattered in all directions, hitting Ye Guangxun with a violent wind and rain.
Ye Guangxun quickly opened his mouth and spat out, and a starlight shone and lingered around.
"Master, don't be alarmed, I'm here to help you!" Long Zhiyong and another old woman from the nearby sect came in unison. They were about to use their alchemy weapon to intercept the violent sword rain. Not only a giant arrow turned into The fire dragon came roaring. Before anyone arrived, the arrow had already arrived. The breath of the fire dragon swallowed up the heaven and the earth. The boundless murderous intention was pointed directly at the center of the eyebrows.
Long Zhiyong's body attack was like a fire, and he couldn't care about Ye Guangxun. He joined hands with the old woman beside him, each took out his magic weapon and slashed forward. The fire dragon raged, and Long Zhiyong and the old woman's faces turned red. It was red, and even with the two of them working together, they could only block the arrow.
On the other side, the starlight on Ye Guangxun's body gradually became thinner, and the countless sword rain merged into one again, turning into a giant sword, and slashed down from the top of Ye Guangxun's head. With a chirp, the blood from his brain fell into the air, and Ye Guangxun's His body was cut in half. He became the second golden elixir monk to die in the hands of Lu Xiaotian after Cao Liankun.
Long Zhiyong and the old woman were still resisting the remaining power of the fire dragon arrows, when the sword intent came from behind, and their waists felt cold. When they looked down, they saw that their waists had already separated from their bodies and dropped several feet.