Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 819 The sword of the man in the robbery, suppress! (9.6K asking for a monthly ticket)
"The soul is suppressed to death?"

In the Qingming brake boat, a tall black figure reclining beside the dragon pillar suddenly opened its eyes.

The cruelty in the pupils as big as a rockery stirred, and nine dark brown vortexes faintly emerged all over his body.

At this moment, it was the only one in Xianliu City who could clearly sense the fall of the tribal elder.

Although the souls of the Tusha tribe are weak, they are protected by the ancestral orifice. Unless there is a huge difference in cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for them to be sent into reincarnation with one blow.

"The method of sword soul!"

At this moment, the tall black shadow stood up against the dragon pillar.

The hard black thorns on the back reach the top of the palace.

A Tusha soul at the beginning of the seventh level was cut into unconscious fragments by a gray ancient sword.

This is the real way of death of the tribal elder just now!

The next moment, almost before all the cultivators could react, two transparent and distorted ladders crossed out of thin air.

A light travels thousands of miles, like a swing from the sky, and flings towards the Qingming brake boat in the Lingquan.

More than forty black sword pills that were operating regularly screamed wildly.

The vision of the evolution of death energy and sword energy fills the entire passageway of the ladder!

Another ladder was stepped on by a man in purple, and the space flickered rapidly.

Yuanshi's sword circled around his body, and the sword's intent roared.

In an instant, thousands of sword chants overturned the world.

When Fang Yi stepped down from the second floor of the ladder in a piece of luxurious purple clothes, the sword energy of Yuanshi condensed to the extreme was overwhelming.

A cloud of swords enveloping a radius of a hundred miles hovered brilliantly.

The man in purple leaned his left hand behind his back, and Yuan Shijian trembled slightly in his right hand.

Jian Yun seemed to come alive.

It turned into an incomparable ancient beast, with aura like a rainbow, and swallowed the nearest seventh-order mid-stage Tu Sha in one gulp!
"Suppression!"

Chen Ping's black pupils did not flicker and let out a crackling sound.

Cyan flying swords emerged strangely from the sword cloud.

Every mouthful is covered with flames, and the end cannot be seen at a glance.

The entire area has turned into a real sea of ​​swords.

Wherever the eyes looked, the two colors of blue and red were extremely dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, all the flying swords surged in a gust of wind, aiming accurately at a black shadow with a hundred feet in the center.

Under this airtight killing technique, there is no way for the black shadow to hide.

In an instant, the golden armor flashed wildly, screamed shrilly, and immediately fell into a state of exhaustion.

"The [-]% mighty Yuanshi Sword is unexpectedly powerful!"

Seeing this, Chen Pingping felt a little happy.

After being refined, mana has its own rules.

He has completely refined Yuanshi Sword.

Today's sledgehammer trial did not disappoint.

Unfortunately, this sword is not of fire attribute.

In his hands, he couldn't use the twelve success powers, otherwise, Tu Sha, who was in the middle stage of the seventh level, who was enveloped by the sword energy field, would have been seriously injured and dying!

"Boom!"

At this moment, an earth-shattering explosion resounded through the city wall.

What worried Chen Ping most happened.

The other Sky Ladder Technique, which transmits the supernatural power of the sword pill and sword array, has not been bombarded around the Qingming brake boat, but is intercepted by a golden-spotted sharp claw that suddenly appeared.

Then, he poked lightly with five fingers.

Whether it's the ladder blocking the front, or the sword pill, they are all like thin paper, easily torn to pieces!

After destroying the sword pill, the power of the golden-spotted sharp claws has not been exhausted much.

And as if ignoring the distance in space, it twisted slightly, and appeared in a flash outside the cloud of swords swept by the Yuan Shi Sword!

The long and narrow golden fingers are just a wave.

Countless golden lights shot out from the hair-covered palms, shaking the sword energy and Yuan Yan to the point of collapse.

"That late seventh-order Tu Sha has made a move!"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and flicked his sleeve robe without thinking.

A halo of red and white two-color halo was thrown out.

It covered the golden-spotted bright claws.

However, the consciousness in the sharp claws seemed to sense the aura of Xuanhuang Shenguang one step ahead of time.

A few barbs on the back of the hand flashed black light.

Xuanhuang Shenguang immediately disappeared with a whine.

"The supernatural power of Tusha, which combines the three sloughing forces, gold, and space rules!"

Chen Ping was startled, the space behind him swayed, and a pair of crystal wings floated up.

With a light fan, the figure disappeared in place.

At the same time, the terrifying golden claw had already grabbed Jian Yun, holding the wounded and dying body of Tu Sha in the palm of his hand.

"In a short snap of the fingers, you almost fell, Tu Huo!"

A rough voice filled with endless killing intent roared from the Qingming brake boat.

On the other side, while the golden claws collapsed, the seriously injured Tu Sha was thrown back.

Just threw it into the main hall in the ship!
……

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, a majestic black Tusha wearing a brown crown flashed out of the hall.

The furious eyes seemed to transform into essence, sweeping the audience.

Anyone who is swept by it will have their hearts beating wildly and their blood flowing backwards.

In the end, its eyes firmly settled on the top of Nancheng.

On the skeleton of a soaring spiritual cannon, a purple-clothed swordsman held his hands horizontally, wiping a bright blue fairy sword.

As if sensing that violent gaze, he raised his head slightly, and looked away at the same lightly.

"Thank you, I am quite satisfied with the first big gift from your tribe."

After uttering a few words, Chen Ping grabbed the space above his head, and slowly inhaled the Taihe bottle with his intact black body.

It was the Tu Sha King at the beginning of the seventh stage who was shaken to death one breath ago!
For a moment, inside and outside Xianliu City, the two clans were at war.

The other three Tu Sha in the mid-seventh stage jumped into the Qingming brake boat at the same time.

But Jing Yunying, Chang Shaoyuan, Han Peining, and Rong Yangxiu saw that the opponent retreated actively, and shot back at the city wall one after another.

……

south wall.

Whether it is the ten thousand high-ranking monks guarding the city, or the master Tu brakes loaded in the Qingming brake boat, they all focus their attention on a purple figure!
This human swordsman drew his sword and struck, one of the seventh-order Tu Sha died and the other was seriously injured.

In the end, he escaped calmly from the attack of Tu Di, the chief elder of the seventh tribe.

The juniors may not be able to understand it deeply, but the five existing Lianxu in the city have set off a huge wave in their hearts!

"Elder Chen has just entered the Void Alchemy, and his supernatural powers have surpassed most of the veteran mid-term monks?"

Chang Shaoyuan and Han Peining, the two city lord couples, looked at each other, and saw a strong shock in each other's eyes.

What's more, the Tusha tribe is exceptionally talented, slightly stronger than the human race of the same level!
But under Chen Ping's soul and sword skills, there is no hope of surviving.

"This is the seed of harmony cultivated by Jianzong!"

Especially when Han Peining, who was in the early stage of refining, looked at Chen Ping, his face was full of fear.

This child who practiced Tai Yiyan's divine technique would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables when dealing with humans of the same level.

"Junior Brother, when things cannot be done later, you should teleport out of the city first!"

Surrounded by spirit swords, fellow senior sister Jing Yunying said with a twinkle in her eyes.

The sword cultivator goes forward indomitably, and despises the warriors.

When she said this, it meant that she was extremely optimistic about Chen Ping's future!

Junior Brother must not sit in the little Xianliu City today!

To grow into a sword cultivator who is second only to the Great Sage is the mission he should shoulder.

She can die.

Junior Brother Chen is not allowed to perish.

Otherwise, Jing Yunying would be the eternal sinner of the sect!
"Senior sister, don't worry, Mr. Chen is not a single-minded person."

Nodding towards Jing Yunying slightly, Chen Ping collided with a dodging gaze.

"Could it be that this guy who has just ascended for hundreds of years has been personally passed down by the Supreme Immortal?"

Zhai Chenghua lowered his eyelids with an uncertain expression.

Just now, he estimated Chen Ping's strength according to the palace's top-secret evaluation.

At most, he can save his life under the hands of the mid-seventh order.

However, the facts are instantly slapped in the face!
The one who was seriously injured by this man's sword domain was Tu Sha King who was in the middle of the seventh rank.

A small star-breaking treasure with its own sword energy field is just icing on the cake.

What is stronger is this son's own means!
"Fellow Daoist Zhai, you, Lingquan Immortal Palace, are constantly grabbing benefits in Xianliu City, so you should do your part to defend the city!"

Chen Ping said flatly.

"Sorry, the palace rules are limited."

Clasping fists without pain or itching, Zhai Chenghua said without fear.

Hearing this, Chen Ping's eyes flicked with anger, and the Baizhang Lingpao under his feet turned away from Zhai Chenghua.

Then aim at the Qingming brake boat outside the city.

"Boom!"

Then, a beam of colored light as thick as the mouth of a bowl brewed out, hitting the huge hull.

With the grade of Qingming Brake, he is naturally not afraid of the bombardment of mere spirit cannons.

As soon as the colorful beam of light hit the hull, it collapsed and disappeared without a sound.

But such an arrogant and provocative act made thousands of Tusha in the ship roar angrily.

Shouts of rage and thunder billowed, wanting to smash the city wall.

"To the human race of the Immortal Sword Sect, Chen Ping!"

In the dense group of Tusha, a huge figure covered in gold spots and with an expressionless face slowly opened his mouth.

It was exactly the late seventh-order Tu Sha that forced Chen Ping back just now.

Tu Di, the Great Elder of the Seventh Tribe!
The prestige of this alien race has shrouded the frontier for thousands of years.

During this period, the number of Lianxu humans slaughtered was close to two palms.

Ordinary Lianxu would be terrified of him upon hearing the news, and run away when they meet.

"The whole clan attacks, leaving no one alive!"

Tu Di roared towards the sky, and thousands of auras above the fifth level scattered on the Qingming brake boat embedded in half of the city wall.

Kill the surrounding human races and artifacts fiercely.

And the five-headed seventh-order Tusha also rushed out of the deck under the order of the great elder to protect the Qingming brake boat, preventing the waves of the two seventh-order spiritual springs from getting close.

"Give it to me, Tu Di!"

With a soft chirp, the sword cloud surged on Jing Yunying's chest, and in a blink of an eye it condensed into a shining mist sword.

A monstrous water spiritual power in this fog sword oscillated wildly.

At the same time, Jing Yunying carried countless water light swords and rushed towards the Qingming brake boat without hesitation.

At this moment, the Tusha tribe dispersed and attacked.

On the boat, only Tu Di, the most terrifying leader of the foreign race, was left!

Seeing Jing Yunying taking the initiative to confront Tu Di, Chang Shaoyuan, Han Peining, Rong Yangxiu and other Lianxu all had complex expressions.

Jing Yunying is the true biography of the previous generations of Jianzong.

But the ranking is not high, and he has mastered some rather powerful secret techniques.

It is far from enough to pester the famous and fierce Tu Di.

This woman is clearly using her way to delay the transfer of the creatures in the city!

However, before Jing Yunying's light curtain of water sword surged to the vicinity of Qingming Brake, it stopped suddenly behind a purple-robed man.

"Senior Sister, I'll clean up Tu Di."

Chen Ping never looked back, and said in a leisurely tone.

"Get out of the way, Tu Di masters the fusion technique of the three major rules, you are not his opponent!"

Jing Yunying gave a cold drink.

Hovering in mid-air with an impatient face, he wanted to bypass the man in purple directly.

"As the elder of Uchiyama, according to the sect's rules...you should be king to king!"

Chen Ping smiled calmly, rolled his sleeve robe backhand, and the space around Jing Yunying twisted instantly.

When the figure of this woman reappeared, she was already standing in front of a Tu Sha King who was in the middle of the seventh rank.

"King to king!"

"King to king!"

The last three words, under the sound waves containing spiritual power, immediately spread throughout Nancheng.

"Elder Jianzong is not afraid in the face of danger, a role model for my generation!"

"The human race will win today!"

The scene where Chen Ping challenged the elder of the seventh tribe with the prestige of the Neishan elder fully aroused the fighting spirit in the heart of the monks defending the city.

The auras of magic weapons, talismans, and sharp weapons intertwined and flashed.

In a short time, it was evenly divided with the thousands of Tu Sha who had invaded the city.

"Such an arrogant generation, only Jianzong can occasionally produce a few!"

At the corner of the city wall, Zhai Chenghua sneered from the bottom of his heart.

I saw him wrapped in a mysterious shadow of a spiritual spring.

The four hundred-zhang characters of "Lingquan Fairy Palace" are shining brightly.

Such an eye-catching thing, but those Tusha people avoided it, and dared not get close to killing it.

With his hands on his back, looking around the tragic battlefield, Zhai Chenghua laughed proudly.

So what if there are three great saints sitting in the Tusha clan of Time and Stars?
It's not that he didn't dare to offend Lingquan Immortal Palace.

"The more passionate you are, the faster you will fall. Zhai is looking forward to it today. What do you have to fight against the late Tusha!"

In the end, Zhai Chenghua turned his gaze and stared at the void thousands of miles away.

The front of Qingming Brake Boat.

The giant ship suppressed by Tu Di gradually approached a man in purple!

……

When they were separated by a hundred miles, Qingming stopped the boat abruptly.

"Escaped from the hands of a mid-seventh-level elder from the third tribe before refining Xu. The sword cultivator like you dishonestly hid in the sect to practice, but came to the frontal battlefield to die. The emperor deeply regrets it!"

Tu Di twisted his face, and a cold light flickered deep in his pupils.

Almost at the same time, Chen Ping suddenly burst into the air and shouted urgently.

Countless golden claw shadows shot down.

These attacks change the fabric of space.

Make the fins of the kun fish tremble and the tail of the kun fish tremble, and the effect is greatly lost.

Tu Di mastered the space technique of Sanshei, and without a sound, he directly destroyed Chen Ping's body technique treasure.

"The most powerful enemy so far!"

Chen Ping's face darkened, and he made a single hand without hesitation.

A circle of red and white aura suddenly appeared on the body surface.

At first, it was no more than Zhangxu Fangyuan.

But after a flash, it soared countless times, covering all the nearby golden claw shadows.

Those golden claw shadows trembled one after another, stopped by a strong oppressive force, stagnated in mid-air, and showed their original shape.

It turned out to be several feet long black bone spurs!
The blackness is shining, and there is a strange golden light shining.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Tu Di frowned suspiciously, and a huge soul poured out.

Its attack was transformed by the black thorns on its back.

It is impossible for mere Xuanhuang Shenguang to intercept it.

In fact, it also sensed a gravity that was as heavy as Mount Tai.

It is the gravity rules of these three sloughs, blessed with the Xuanhuang Divine Light, that produce such a strong effect!

However, as soon as Tu Di's consciousness swept across a black shadow in Chen Ping's sleeve robe, he was severely defeated.

On the other side, Chen Ping himself turned pale when he forcibly shattered a spiritual consciousness peeping from a late seventh-order stage.

The red tide on his face subsided after running the Shenyan Technique once.

The strength of his spiritual consciousness far exceeds that of an ordinary seventh-order middle stage, but compared with a late stage like Tu Di, it is still in a half-baked state.

"However, under the protection of my spiritual consciousness, creatures in the late stage of the seventh order will never want to spy on the body of the mysterious spirit bead!"

Chen Ping was a little relieved, and boldly pushed forward.

Xuanhuang Shenguang merged with the gravity field, pushing those bone spurs to other directions.

"What treasure is he hiding?"

Seeing that the bone spur was difficult to get in front of this person, Tu Di's face flashed with evil spirit.

A black hole-like vortex sucked out of thin air!
The black "bolt" that was originally stagnant in mid-air and could not move jumped into the vortex, and only for a moment, it suddenly appeared above Chen Ping's head.

Like five thunderbolts, falling crazily.

The speed is so fast that it surpasses the original three times!
In one move, the space technique mastered by Tu Di breaks through the field of gravity, showing a terrifying side.

"town!"

The corners of Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and the mysterious spirit beads in the sleeve robe turned vigorously, and a force of gravity comparable to three sloughs was transferred to the top.

At the same time, with the urge of the magic formula, a large number of yuan flames turned into a giant of ten feet, forming a huge shield in front of him.

"Zizi!"

Then, a lifelike black and red bright palm stretched out from the giant shield.

The next breath after he completed this move, those bone spurs went straight to Chen Ping aggressively and grabbed them.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the clear sky.

Yuan Yan only let the bone spurs sway, without stopping for a moment, it was broken open.

Although a twentieth-ranked fairy fire was incorporated into this flame, after all, Chen Ping's fire way rules are only two sloughs.

It can't exert [-]% of the power of Xianhuo at all.

"Sen Luo Immortal Hand!"

Chen Ping's face changed, and he lightly snapped his five fingers, sweeping across the fairy hand that was originally behind the huge shield.

Squeeze about [-]% of the bone spurs in the front row into fly ash!
Moreover, after being caught by the immortal hand, the speed of the remaining bone spurs suddenly decreased.

When Chen Ping could clearly capture the traces, he waved his sleeves without thinking.

Led by the Yuanshi Sword, more than a dozen spirit swords whizzed out with several sword pills arched.

In an instant, the Jianwan sword array was calmly arranged.

The dense sword energy circled and swept away from the bone spurs that continued to fall.

The two collided and disappeared together.

"go with!"

Chen Ping pointed upwards, and the remaining power of Sen Luo's immortal hand remained undiminished, tearing the void and pressing towards Qingming Brake.

This scene made Jing Yunying, Chang Shaoyuan, Han Peining, and Rong Yangxiu, who were fighting with the seventh-order Tusha but always paying attention to Chen Ping, both surprised and delighted.

Tu Di's supernatural attack was not only wiped out by Chen Ping, but he still had the strength to fight back.

It's really incredible.

"Why, this kid's heels and feet are clearly in the shallow sea of ​​stars, how can he become so terrifying after ascension?"

Beneath Qingmingsha's boat, a Wang Heiquan devoured its restraint, and felt twisted in his heart.

Just now, Chen Ping killed a Tu Sha at the beginning of the seventh level, which has already made Yang Xianchen's maiden worry about her future.

Today's performance is even more frightening.

If it wasn't for the identity of Jianzong, this son could defeat her alone!

"Tu Shahuang, you must kill this guy!"

The saint prayed secretly.

……

"Magic?"

The supernatural power was broken, and Sen Luo's hand reversed and pressed, making Tu Di's expression a little more cautious.

This kid in the early stage of refining Xu dared to fight with him, he really had some confidence!

"fall!"

With a low shout from Chen Ping, the thumb of the fairy hand swelled instantly, and strands of green thunder flew out, merging into a huge thunder ball with a radius of half a mile!

After the speech was complete, his understanding increased greatly.

During the more than 200 years of retreat, Sen Luoxian has been repaired to the state of Dzogchen.

And this technique is different from the other two exercises.

Immortal surgery can be further improved!
This is the so-called "refinement" path.

Chen Ping had been in the Demon Sect for so long, and he did not know how much life energy he had collected.

After all of them were integrated into the imprint of spells, the power of Sen Luo Xianshou is no longer what it used to be.

The most powerful aspect of this technique is that through refining, Sen Luoxian can also integrate the five elements, wind, thunder, and ice magical powers into surgery.

He has only opened the thumb sacrifice so far.

Without hesitation, he melted the Qingjie Xianlei into it!

Because Sen Luo Xianshou itself is a fusion of death and fire.

Although the fusion of mana cannot be compared with the fusion of rules.

But the current overall power of this technique also surpassed that of Jianwan Sword Formation.

"How dare you use your own clan's life sacrifice to practice magic arts!"

After Tu Di sensed the vitality of the Tusha tribe in Sen Luoxian's hands, he couldn't help being furious.

The huge body shook violently.

The nine ancestral orifices all over the body ejected strange powers one after another.

At the same time, hundreds of fist-sized black holes suddenly emerged.

Immortal Sen Luo pressed it away in a flash, hitting the hole.

Strangely, it seems to have no effect at all.

But Chen Ping's eyes were fixed, but he could see clearly.

The fairy hand that was holding the thunder ball actually lost its power by several tenths after passing through those holes.

Tu Di waved his fist easily and smashed the fairy hand to pieces!
……

"Junior Brother, Tu Sha of the Nine Ancestral Aperture has already begun to cultivate the supernatural powers of the Ancestral Aperture!"

"Tu Di's pore splitting technique can greatly weaken the power of the entity's supernatural power."

"Your realm is lower, and you are more restrained!"

The distance was extremely far, and Jing Yunying spoke anxiously.

"Female cultivator, take care of yourself!"

A mid-seventh-level Tu Sha King laughed wildly, his fists wrapped in Jin Yuanli, and swept towards him imperviously.

Ancestral orifice supernatural power?
Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and swept Nancheng abruptly.

The situation below the sixth level is fairly stable.

Although the number of Tusha elites exceeds that of the city defenders, but Xiancheng has formations and sharp weapons to rely on, so there is no worry for a short time.

It's just that the seventh and eighth tribes dispatched the eight Tusha kings this time.

Although he accidentally abolished two ends, but now there are six remaining.

Chang Shaoyuan, Han Peining, Rong Yangxiu, Jing Yunying and him fought against one respectively.

The remaining Tu Sha, who was at the beginning of the seventh level, became a killer in the low-level battlefield!
Wherever he went, there were corpses everywhere.

All of a sudden, more than a dozen Nascent Souls and Huashen fell.

But Zhai Chenghua, the envoy of Lingquan Immortal Palace, saw the mass death of the same people, he really stood by and looked on indifferently.

……

"Do you have a seventh-order puppet on your body!"

As soon as Chen Ping opened his mouth to transmit sound, a horrifying black shadow moved in front of him.

Without giving him any time to react, the fist wind gathered into a golden mountain, filling the surrounding space.

"As soon as this crisis is over, I will immediately gather ore to practice the virtual-level space technique in the golden bead!"

Seeing that Tu Di repeatedly broke through the capture of the soul with his space magic power, Chen Ping felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

Turning over with one hand, Immortal Sen Luo held Yuan Yan in his hand and threw it out.

"Boom!"

Layers of terrifying shock waves swept across.

Because of being too close, Chen Ping was hit on the spot.

Pressing the Xuanqi Lingzhu forward, he narrowly escaped through the gap of the aftermath.

And took the opportunity to swipe the white fin, and threw a golden silhouette on the city wall.

It was Yuan Yi's puppet!
Under his urging, the puppet stepped forward, like a moving mountain, facing the seventh-level early-stage Tu Sha who killed low-level monks in a huge earthquake.

After temporarily resolving the crisis in Xiancheng, the strong wind was raging behind Chen Ping, and he didn't know that Tu Di was coming again.

"Roar!"

At this moment, Tu Sha, who was fighting with Rong Yangxiu at the beginning of the seventh level, suddenly had red eyes, distorted face, turned around, and punched Tu Di, the great elder of his family.

Rong Yangxiu was not the only one dumbfounded by such a weird scene.

The monks and Tu Sha all over the city were shocked!
"Heart power?"

Tu Di snorted coldly, and his spirit shook violently towards his fellow clan.

"what!"

Tu Sha, who was at the beginning of the seventh level, immediately hugged his head and let out a scream.

But consciousness immediately returned to clarity.

"Elder, I..."

Under Tu Di's cold gaze, King Tu Sha trembled in fear, and rushed towards Rong Yangxiu again.

It looked at the purple-robed sword cultivator not far away, and the murderous look in its eyes was three points strong!

This human race still has the power of the heart.

To be able to affect creatures of the same level, at least step into the state of three sloughs.

The power of evil spirits confuses people's hearts, and has always been a big killer in the race battlefield!
This child must not be left!

"Tu Bai, do it!"

Tu Di let out a loud roar, and with a phantom, he threw himself down at Chen Ping.

"Tuber?"

"The Great Elder of the Eighth Tusha Tribe!"

Hearing Tu Di's yelling name, Chang Shaoyuan, Han Peining, Rong Yangxiu, Zhai Chenghua, and Jing Yunying all turned pale.

There are two Tusha tribes around Xianliu City.

He also sits at the two ends of Tu Shahuang, who is in the late seventh stage.

One is Tu Di, and the other is Tu Bai.

Although the latter's supernatural power is inferior to the former, it is also a genuine late stage painting brake!

"Human race, you go with the wind!"

An arrogant grin suddenly roared from between the south city and the west city.

Then, Tu Shahuang, who was hundreds of feet tall and slightly purple all over, crawled up from the ground.

Suddenly it instantly turned into a black shadow and shot out.

It blasted towards the weakly defended western city wall.

Where Tu Bai passed, a purple hurricane blew up.

A thick white mark flashed across.

The defense of the west city wall kept twisting.

Cracks filled the line of sight, and finally collapsed!

"die!"

Tu Bai, who appeared in a sneak attack, made a cruel swipe on his face. Every time he bounced, he would trample to death a group of monks and buildings.

"Oops!"

Several Lianxu trembled.

Qing Ming braked the boat, and two great Tu Sha emperors appeared in surprise.

This time, the Tusha clan must have the intention of completely destroying Xianliu City.

What's more, Chen Ping, who had risen suddenly, was also injured more and more seriously under Tu Di's all-out bombardment because of the difference in realm.

Xianliu City can't hold it anymore!
A sense of sadness lingered in the hearts of all the cultivators, except for the disciples of the Sword Sect, most of them already had the intention of abandoning the city and fleeing.

"After destroying the teleportation array of Zhixian Valley, the emperor will come to assist Brother Tu Di!"

Tu Bai turned his head and stared at Chen Ping, then flew towards the inner city.

This child has great potential and must be eradicated.

However, in order to prevent accidents, according to the agreement with Tu Di, destroy the long-distance inheritance array first.

Otherwise, during the massacre, the old bull nose passed over to Jianzong would not be beautiful!

Everyone knows the destination of Tu Bai Feidun.

But desperately, no one in the whole city can stop it.

Even Chen Ping, who was always sure of winning, became uneasy.

He hid the innate sword spirit, and planned to attack Tu Di instantly at the moment of serious injury.

But Tu Bai's ambush made his plan mess up.

"Think of a way to slip away alone!"

After forcibly breaking through Tu Di's magic power, Chen Ping spat out a mouthful of blood.

A post-painted brake may still be able to fight.

If it is at both ends, continuing to guard it is no different from sending it to death.

"No matter how I decide, at least I have to seriously injure Tu Di, who is proficient in space art, so that I have a good chance of escaping."

Sighing, Chen Ping was swept away by his spirit.

He defended the fairy city to death, but for his own reputation in the sect.

But it's nothing compared to Xiao Ming.

"Boom!"

Tu Bai in the late stage of the seventh step walked thousands of miles, stepping on the ruins all the way to the fairy valley.

Facing Mangu's restriction, it snorted disdainfully, and a golden halberd appeared under its palm.

After a shake, the long halberd rushed down and slashed fiercely.

There were endless ear-piercing explosions.

The golden halberd became dozens of times larger in a flash, and it pierced into the formation in the valley.

In an instant, the world fell apart.

The entire void was shaken.

Then, a round of golden sun rose in the valley, and the impenetrable defense cracked countless fine cracks.

"The way forward for the human race is dead!"

Under the terrified eyes of all the cultivators, Tu Bai urged the long halberd to strike the teleportation formation in the depths.

"You move this formation and try!"

At the critical moment, the teleportation array stirred up like a wave of backtracking water.

The inlaid holes around it are bright and bright.

A wave, a black thunder sword full of sword light, slashed towards it from the center of the channel of the teleportation array.

Countless black snake-like electric arcs overflow from this sword stream.

Brutely scattered the halberd condensed by Tu Shahuang invisibly!

"The Thunder Immortal Sword, it's Senior Brother Zhong!"

Jing Yunying shouted excitedly.

"The Chief Elder of the Jianzong Disciple Hall, Zhong Tiangong, Zhong Daoyou?"

When Chang Shaoyuan and Han Peining heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

After Wuchangqiao was put into a deep sleep, Jianzong added a warning technique to the prohibition on teleportation between cities.

Once it is broken by external force, the Elder Uishan will teleport over.

Seeing that Jianzong's arrangement really worked, the two city lords were overjoyed.

Although Zhong Tiangong was newly promoted to the late stage of Void Refinement, Tu Bai couldn't get much benefit from his powerful thunder sword!

"Buzz!"

The moment Lei Jian whirled, a figure completely appeared from the teleportation.

The big man with a firm face shook and disappeared in place.

Then there was a crackling sound behind Tu Bai, and the thunder sword suddenly flashed from the void, and the endless sword energy swept straight towards it and smashed it down!
Tu Bai's reaction was extremely fast, and his giant claws stretched out strangely, resisting the thunder sword that was smashing towards him.

With a muffled sound, the thunder sword and the giant claw parted.

A figure wrapped in lightning flew upside down in a shock and hit the ground.

"Haha, it turns out that you are seriously injured, and you dare to come to support Xianliu City in such a poor condition, aren't you looking for death!"

After chasing after him, Tu Bai looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Brother!"

"Friend Zhong Dao!"

Seeing that Zhong Tiangong, who was on the same level as Tu Chahuang, was forced to retreat with one blow, Chang Shaoyuan, Jing Yunying and others felt anxious and anxious.

"Old man is fine!"

In the deep pit on the ground, a big man soaked in blood turned pale and gradually floated up.

There was a bloody half-foot hole in his dantian.

Directly penetrating through the body, the dead air entwined with Tu Sha's power is still devouring his vitality.

Obviously, before Zhong Tiangong came to Xianliu City, he was severely injured by a Tu Chahuang who was proficient in the rules of death.

"The one surnamed Zhong, die!"

Tu Bai grinned grimly, pointing wildly with one hand down.

More than a dozen golden mountains covered with spikes roared and smashed towards Zhong Tiangong.

"Boom!"

Thunder Sword's torrential protection is in front.

Bloody snowflakes floated up, although Zhong Tiangong would not fall, but his injuries were a bit more serious.

Witnessing this situation, the hope that the monks in the city had just born was once again extinguished.

Who can stop Tu Shahuang, the seventh-order late-stage Tu Shahuang in full bloom?

"Bah!"

Zhong Tiangong retreated steadily, and after a roar, his aura suddenly rose.

The blood in the body boils and burns.

The thunder and lightning sword energy that opened its teeth and danced its claws swirled rapidly, enveloping Tu Bai forcibly.

"You can walk one by one!"

Zhong Tiangong's voice exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness of several practitioners.

"Junior Brother Chen, you go first. There is an accident in the north of the sect, and it is impossible to support here again! After returning to the sect, you can directly exchange for the three-slaughter rule silk!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's eyes trembled, and suddenly he smiled strangely at Tu Di who had killed him, and said:

"Such a sword cultivator shouldn't die in battle, Tu Chahuang, what do you think?"

Staring at Chen Ping, who was already wrapped in a monstrous death, Tu Di felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.

At the same time, the Xuanhuang Divine Light and Gravity Realm poured down like a torrent, forcing the tall, glittering and invisible body out of the space!

The next moment, Chen Ping's mind was concentrated, and a heavy gray long sword with ancient rhyme floated out from between his brows.

As soon as the innate sword soul came out, Wan Jian surrendered!

The sword cultivators fighting in the city seemed to feel a wave of sincere suppression.

"He inherited the innate sword soul for only a few hundred years, and it is impossible to realize the supernatural power of the sword soul!"

Zhai Chenghua, the envoy of Immortal Palace, sneered with confidence.

The sword soul alone is just a fusion technique, and it can't compete with Tu Sha in the later stage at all.

"call!"

Chen Ping exhaled turbid air. In the state of serious injuries, his mana breath broke through the bottleneck, and he had already equalized the mid-stage of Void Refinement.

The spirit also skyrocketed in the feedback of death energy.

"The man in the robbery, the sword in the robbery!"

Then, under everyone's amazed gaze, Chen Ping blew at Xiantian Sword Soul.

The huge sword spirit degenerated into a small gray spark in the blink of an eye.

Thumping and floating gently.

It doesn't seem to contain the slightest bit of power.

However, that gray "flame" suddenly appeared in Tu Di's sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, ten thousand swords were fired together and turned into billowing waves.

"what!"

For a moment, Tu Di's soul was in great pain.

I only felt that ten thousand powerful sword cultivators were performing sword skills in their bodies.

Jianqi, Jianwan, Jianyun, and Jianzhong evolved crazily.

Tens of thousands of sword attacks exploded in the body.

Its nine orifices have been functioning to the extreme.

But even the splitting technique of breaking holes can't weaken the supernatural power of the sword soul that is not an entity!
"The robbery sword is coming again!"

Chen Ping pointed forward, and the hair transformed from the innate sword soul stuck to Tu Di.

"Boom!"

In an instant, countless sword moves evolved and emerged.

Sword one, sword two, sword three, sword fourteen...

It densely wrapped half of Tu Di's body.

Even the golden armor fused with the three rules was annihilated in tens of thousands of sword styles.

"Pfft!"

After one breath, Tu Di's body split into two.

Neatly cut in half!

What's even more frightening is that the wounds on his physical body are ever-changing, all presenting different outlines.

"Roar!"

Tu Di knew that if he didn't make any choices, his life would be difficult to save, so his spirit was shaken, and they all sneaked into the right half of his body, and a beam of light formed from the blood in his mouth sprayed out.

Lasing towards Chen Ping.

"bang"

With a loud bang, after the beam of blood melted away, a closed space with a radius of a hundred miles was formed around it.

"cut!"

The Yuanshi sword slashed fiercely, and Chen Ping was covered with demonic energy, and escaped like an ancient troll.

But in the outside world after half a breath, there is no trace of Tu Di!
Only the edge of the limit of consciousness can be seen, a twisted space flickering frantically.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

In the direction of Tu Di's escape, a low-pitched horn sounded.

It turned out to be an order for the Tusha clan to retreat!
"what!"

"He defeated Tu Shahuang in the late seventh stage?"

"That kind of terrifying supernatural power is really the innate sword soul?"

On the city wall, Zhai Chenghua, who stayed out of the matter, changed his face wildly, and stood up involuntarily, looking at the purple-robed monk with trembling eyes.

"He... he must have been taken away by Tian Zong, who is at the peak of refining..."

The saint's face was pale, her thoughts were chaotic, and she frantically attacked Qingming Brake.

For the current plan, make a great contribution to the world, and let the people of the Presbyterian Church award it, so that it is possible to save my life for the time being!

"In the early stage of refining the void, in the late stage of the counterattack, this is the old road that the most immortal great sage has traveled!"

Chang Shaoyuan, Han Peining and others were dumbfounded.

The range of time and stars is too large to be sure.

But what the two of them can be sure of is that among the Immortal Sword Sect and even several nearby superpowers, there has not been such a human monk for a long, long time.

"Fortunately, half of my body was left, otherwise I would have suffered a lot this time!"

In the sky, Chen Ping's breath fluctuated. He rolled up Tu Di's half body that fell on the ground, and shot towards Zhixian Valley with fierce eyes.

"Tu Bai, do you want Benxiu to ask you to get out!"

This sound is mighty and mighty, spreading throughout the fairy city in a single thought.

(End of this chapter)