As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he felt that it was extremely absurd. It was just a sword spirit. How could it be so dirty?
Then he heard his companions shouting desperately, "Be careful! Be careful! "
He turned around abruptly and saw ten thousand swords flying towards him in an instant.
After the ten thousand swords, there was no fear on the white sword spirit's face. It was full of ridicule and complacency.
"You motherf * cker, how dare you trick me! I won't let you go even if I die! "
Sun San roared before he died, and then rushed forward. In an instant, he was pierced into a sieve by the ten thousand swords and exploded into meat paste.
"Ha!"
The remaining sixteen people all took a breath of cold air.
This sword spirit actually knew how to play tricks?
Qian Er was shocked and angry, "You are too shameless!"
The sword spirit looked at him mockingly. Although it didn't speak, its eyes revealed a strong message, as if to say, "I learned it from you."
Everyone immediately understood. For hundreds of millions of years, countless people had come here to search for the frost sword intent. The sword spirit had seen all kinds of postures, so it learned a little when it had nothing to do.
Yang Qingxuan cupped his hands and said, "Sir, you have played enough. Two of our companions died tragically under your sword. Even if we have offended you, the price should be enough. Now, will you let us go or not? Please give us a definite number. If you don't, we can fight to the death. Even if it is a Supreme Being, we can beat him half to death. I don't believe that you have the power of a Supreme Being. "
The sword spirit's face changed instantly, and a trace of vigilance flashed in its eyes.
Everyone knew that Yang Qingxuan was scaring the other party. They all held their heads high, showing extreme confidence and fighting strength, and kept nodding.
Yang Qingxuan said again, "If you let us go, we will turn around and leave. From now on, we will never disturb you again. Or we can be friends. Every now and then, we can drink tea and eat a bowl of wonton or something."
The sword spirit stared at Yang Qingxuan for a while. Suddenly, its body became extremely swollen. It grabbed around with both hands, and with a sharp voice, it pushed forward with both hands.
The tens of thousands of swords instantly shot down, densely packed and innumerable.
The valley was once again filled with Sword Qi, and the power of killing and slashing was everywhere. It was as if everything in this sea of Sword Qi was going to disappear, leaving only that one spiritual sense.
"F * ck!"
Yang Qingxuan cursed loudly, turned around and ran, leaving behind a single word: "Run!"
Someone tried to be clever and left the group, fleeing in another direction.
Suddenly, a dense rain of swords fell from the sky above that person's head, chopping down on him.
That person panicked and immediately raised a shield.
After forcefully blocking for a while, a white light suddenly flashed beside him. The Sword Spirit appeared and reaped his life.
Qian Er shouted, "Don't get lost! We can't get out of this space. Let's work together to kill the Sword Spirit! "
The remaining people did not dare to run away. They hurriedly stayed with the others and resisted the torrent of Sword Qi together. However, within the torrent, the Sword Spirit's figure constantly flickered and slowly approached the crowd.
Yang Qingxuan exclaimed, "This Sword Qi is one with him, it can travel seamlessly!"
Just like a fish in water.
A Dong Li Clan member who was doing his best to resist the Sword Qi suddenly had the Sword Qi beside him flash and turn into a Sword Spirit. The Sword Spirit quickly slashed down.
That Dong Li Clan member hastily dodged in fear, but the Sword Spirit instantly disappeared. The next moment, it appeared behind the Dong Li Clan member in the torrent of Sword Qi and easily cut off his head.
Yang Qingxuan angrily shouted, "You dare!"
Although he said 'slaves', he did not really see those five people as slaves. He only saw them as companions, or at least subordinates.
Seeing one of them die so miserably, he was unable to restrain his anger.
The Sword Spirit's cold gaze swept over and stared at him.
Yang Qingxuan immediately felt a chill all over his body. Realizing the great danger, he hurriedly summoned Onishi who was cultivating inside the halberd and fused with him.
That danger came very quickly, almost the moment he finished cursing the Sword Spirit.
This was a Sword Spirit that would definitely seek revenge for the smallest grievance.
Yang Xuan Zang shouted and no longer cared about hiding anything. The halberd instantly swept out and swept towards the torrent of Sword Qi.
The Sword Spirit hidden inside was stunned, wondering how the other party discovered him. However, Yang Qingxuan had always been at the peak of the Nine Star Thousand Realms Whirling stage, giving him the illusion that he was a soft persimmon.
Subconsciously, he thought it was just a coincidence.
Seeing Yang Qingxuan overestimating himself, he sneered and raised his sword to slash.
The halberd drew a white light in the air and went straight into the torrent of Sword Qi.
Zhou Wu and Wu Liu's expressions changed drastically at the same time, and they cried out involuntarily, "You are!"
This halberd was unparalleled in the world, and it was impossible to fake it, unless Yang Qingxuan died and fell into the hands of others.
However, with the rich power of the Great Dao on the halberd and the terrifying Seven Style Sky Slash, it could not be a second person.
Both of them were in a daze for a moment.
"Bang!"
The halberd and the sword in the Sword Spirit's hand collided, erupting with a bright and deathly white light.
Yang Xuan Zang's body trembled, and he found that the Ancient Wind Dance was covered with a layer of frost, but in an instant, the frost melted little by little. It did not evaporate, but was sucked into the halberd.
The Sword Spirit's originally arrogant and mocking face revealed a touch of astonishment, which then turned into shock, and then fear.
He desperately grabbed the sword, trying to pull it out, but he found that it was completely sucked in.
His sword was originally a part of the Sword Qi, and at this moment, it was broken down into the Sword Qi's origin bit by bit and was sucked into the halberd.
The Sword Spirit was shocked, and he felt like he was facing a disaster. He hurriedly let go of the sword and fled in a flash.
If he stayed a moment longer, he was afraid that he and the sword would be sucked into the other party's weapon.
Zhou Wu was overjoyed, "Your halberd can restrain it?"
Yang Xuan Zang put away the halberd and glanced at Zhou Wu and Wu Liu, "Fan Qing, Fan Yi, how have you been?"
While the two were shocked, Fan Yi suddenly laughed and said, "Haha, it seems that you have recognized me long ago."
Yang Xuan Zang said, "It would be strange if I didn't recognize you."
Fan Yi smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for so long, and you can still recognize me immediately, it seems that you didn't miss me."
Yang Xuan Zang said coldly, "Yes, I was wondering why you weren't dead yet."
Fan Yi smiled and said, "Bad person who doesn't mean what he says."
Yang Xuan Zang could not be bothered with her anymore. Although there was hatred before, the calamity had passed, and everyone had reconciled under the mediation of Xuan Tianji's enemy. After coming to the upper realm, there was no reason to be hostile.
At this moment, they were in the same boat, and his relationship with Second Fan was much closer than the others.
Fan Qing was a little apprehensive, "I didn't expect your strength to increase so quickly."
Fan Yi said, "You have always been full of ideas, what should we do now?"
Yang Xuan Zang said in a low voice, "There is no other way except to defend. As long as we defend long enough, I don't believe that his energy is endless. "
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