"How could this be?"
The clouds were as heavy as mountains.
Jian Chen of the Solitary Sword Sect stood on top of the clouds. He no longer looked like an immortal. He looked quite embarrassed as he looked at the sword mark on his body.
It was not deep.
But it was bleeding.
He couldn't accept that his noble body had been hurt by two lowly and vulgar sword cultivators from the mortal world.
On the other side.
The Sword Maniac and the Sword Maniac seemed to have lost their minds. Their eyes were burning with crazy blood flames.
The fairy swords in their hands were also filled with a kind of killing blood color that was different from the Sword Qi and True Essence.
"Some kind of elixir that stimulates the origin of life?"
Jian Chen looked at the pair of sword cultivators from the mortal world.
Finally, there was a little more respect in his eyes.
Sword as life.
Sincerity to the sword.
That was the demeanor of a sword immortal.
"Let me use my strongest move to send you on your way."
Jian Chen swallowed the Berserk Yellow Dragon Elixir.
The incomparably powerful sword intent spread out. Jian Chen's momentum, like a mountain torrent on a stormy night, rapidly rose and accumulated.
It was a kind of sword pressure that had never been seen before.
"The Solitary Sword Sect … One Sword to Kill Immortals."
Jian Chen held the sword with both hands, facing the sky, his face devout.
Behind him, a giant sword shadow of 10,000 meters appeared, like a heaven-opening divine weapon, almost completely smashing the entire kun passage.
Jian Chen was indeed worthy of being one of the leaders of the thirty-six squads of the Immortal Dao forces. He was an expert at the middle stage of the Banished Immortal Realm. Combined with the power of the Berserk Yellow Dragon Pill, the battle prowess he could produce was comparable to that of a high stage Banished Immortal.
The Sword Maniac and the Sword Maniac looked at each other.
Their eyes were surging with deep sorrow.
They couldn't hold this pass.
"Hidden sword in the sea of swords, dream for eighteen thousand years, sword out!"
"With my soul, sacrifice my heart sword, sweep away the evil, kill the demons with one sword."
The forbidden move of the sea of swords broke out from the two.
"We will be brothers in the next life."
"We will go with our big brother. Seventh brother, the light of the mortal world depends on you."
Two streams of light flew out of the kun passage.
That was the message they wanted to send to Li Mu at the last moment of their lives.
"Hahahaha!"
"Drawing the sword into one move. He lives up to his reputation as a Sword Immortal."
His body and spirit burned at the same time.
The Rising Sun Celestial Sword in the hands of the Sword Addict and the Little Shang Celestial Sword in the hands of the Crazy Sword Swordsman were obtained from the Fairy Realm. They were second-grade celestial artifacts, and they emitted a dazzling radiance. It was as if a shining deity and soul were blooming.
There seemed to be tens of thousands of swords in the world.
In the sun and moon, it was as if the Sword Dao was roaring.
The Sword Addict's ten thousand years of cultivation, spirit, willpower, and strength all turned into a blood mist and merged with the Rising Sun Fairy Sword, dying it red.
The Celestial Sword of the Rising Sun paused for a moment. The Celestial Sword turned into 18,000 sword radiances and formed a sword formation. It was like an intoxicating sea of swords, combining into the stars of the universe, piercing through the void and sweeping toward Jian Chen.
Crazed Sword's body was like an eggshell that had shattered. Inside was a void.
His spirit, flesh, and bones were all transformed into energy and injected into the [Little Shang Immortal Sword]. As it vibrated and buzzed, it turned into a sword light as bright as the sun. It hid in the sea of swords of the [Rising Sun Immortal Sword] and stabbed toward Jian Chen.
"Sword Dao Killing Fairy."
Jian Chen's expression was solemn.
Seeing the Sword Addict and the Crazy Sword Swordsman using their lives and souls, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The natives of the Mortal World could also cultivate the Sword Dao to this level.
It was rare.
It was not easy.
However, Jian Chen showed no mercy and slashed down with his sword.
He had killed countless geniuses of the Sword Dao.
There were even more geniuses of the Sword Dao in the Celestial World.
They were just two insignificant sword cultivators from the Mortal World. So what if they were killed?
Boom!
The Fairy Killing Sword shadow slashed down.
Boom! Boom!
Countless sword radiances from the sea of hidden swords collided with it and immediately collapsed.
It was as if the stars in the sky had been shattered in an instant. The bright and beautiful scene contained the destructive aura of fatal death.
Swoosh!
Clumps of chaotic ashes blossomed in the void like tulips in full bloom.
Among them, a bright sword radiance, under the cover of the sky full of ashes, pierced straight at Jian Chen.
It was like the first ray of sun rising from the horizon in spring.
"Hmm?"
Jian Chen waved the Immortal sword in his hand, wanting to block it.
But —
Swoosh!
The actual speed of the sword radiance suddenly increased by several times.
"Not good."
The shadow of death came.
At this critical moment, the Immortal power in his body was activated to the limit, and his figure dodged to the side.
Boom.
Blood splattered.
A small part of Jian Chen's left shoulder exploded.
That bright sword radiance shot into the sky behind him. In the end, the light dissipated and turned into the original appearance of the [Little Shang Immortal Sword]. It was dim and fell down.
Between heaven and earth, there was no longer the Sword Addict and the Crazy Sword.
The wind blew.
The wind whimpered.
It was like tens of thousands of swords were crying.
The bleak autumn atmosphere caused the entire Kun Dao Formation to be filled with a kind of bleakness.
Jian Chen stood on the thin white clouds.
He looked shocked and angry, an inexplicable killing intent surging in his heart.
He didn't expect that the last blow almost killed him.
When he wanted to vent his anger, both the Sword Maniac and the Sword Maniac had been destroyed. Even if he restrained the Divine Soul to torture them, it was no longer possible.
Half of his body had been reduced to a bloody pulp. Such an injury could not be said to be light.
Jian Chen took back the [Little Shang Immortal Sword] and the [Chaoyang Immortal Sword].
He sat cross-legged in the void and began to recover from his injuries.
Such an injury would take at least two hours to recover.
He was not in a hurry to break the Kun Dao Formation Eye.
Once the Kun Dao Formation Eye was broken, the shield of Taixuan Academy would fail. When others attacked Taixuan Academy and looted, if his cultivation had not recovered, he would definitely fall behind.
Anyway, the battle here was over.
He was not in a hurry.
It was the best choice to restore his strength first and then break the Kun Dao Formation Eye.
…
…
What would be the effect of taking two [Dreamy] pills at the same time?
Daozi didn't know.
But he knew that he must not let Hua Xiangrong die in the passage.
Even if it was not for Li Mu.
It was for the inheritance of the Taoist Palace.
Therefore, he used his palm force to shake Hua Xiangrong far away to a safe area.
At the moment when he thrust out his palm, he took the Dreamy Pill from Hua Xiangrong's body into his hand.
Without the slightest hesitation, he poured the two bottles of [Dreamy] into his mouth, turned into hot energy, and frantically poured into Daozi's body.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah …"
Daozi roared to the sky.
His body was expanding.
His muscles bulged as if they were inflated.
His skin was scarlet like blood, as if it was about to explode at any time.
Twisted green blood vessels protruded and squirmed continuously, as if there was something frightening that was crazily moving about within them.
An indescribable aura of violence, violence, and cruelty emanated from Daozi's body.
Daozi lost his mind in an instant.
He became a horror beast that only knew killing.
The viscous dark red liquid flowed down from his teeth.
The air shook.
Daozi rushed out like lightning.
"Boom!"
The sixteenth prince's body was bent like a bow, and his face showed a look of shock.
Daozi's fist bombarded his abdomen, almost breaking his body.
The overwhelming power burst out from Daozi's fist one after another, making the sixteenth prince's immortal body almost unable to bear it. A mouthful of blood directly spurted out from his mouth.
"Damn it."
The arrogance and elegance on the sixteenth prince's face disappeared in an instant.
Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed the Raging Yellow Dragon Elixir that he thought he would never need.
His power soared.
Boom, boom, boom!
One man and one immortal, both in a state of madness, crazily fought with each other.
Time flew by.
Daozi became more and more crazy. He completely gave up defense and fought in a lose-lose way. He did not hesitate to exchange wounds for wounds, trying to wear down the sixteenth prince's vitality and combat power.
In the distance, Hua Xiangrong ran the power in her body, frantically trying to unlock the seal.
"Help."
That was the only thought in her mind.
"I can't watch Senior Brother Daozi die like this."
Layer by layer, the seals were constantly being cut open.
"Faster, faster."
On Hua Xiangrong's jade-like forehead, drops of sweat oozed out, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth. She frantically urged the Natural Purple Qi in her body.
Finally —
"Puff."
She spat out a mouthful of blood.
Finally, the seal was broken.
It was also at this moment that Daoist Child's broken body was sent flying through the air and fell to the ground like a rag sack.
Fresh blood instantly dyed the void red.
"Huff, huff, huff …"
The Sixteenth Prince looked like a beggar. His hair was disheveled, and his armor was in tatters. He was covered in scratches, bite marks, and all sorts of strange injuries. He supported himself with his hands on his knees, bent over, and panted heavily.
He never dreamed that he would be hurt to this extent by a bug from the mortal world.
"I'm going to cut you into pieces. I'm going to capture your soul, throw it into the Infernal Soul Blood Prison, and train it day and night …"
He could not get rid of his hatred.
He raised his hand, grabbed a white bone that had been pierced into his chest, and pulled it out. Blood splashed in the void.
This white bone was pierced into the sixteenth prince's body by Daozi's own rib as a weapon.
There were at least five or six such injuries on his body.
Daozi fought like a madman and a beast, and the sixteenth prince suffered a big loss.
He pulled out the white bones in his body one by one.
Blood flowed like a river.
The 16th Prince's footsteps were waning as he walked toward Daozi step by step.
Hua Xiangrong immediately helped Daozi up and protected him behind her.
"Die, you die with me."
Daozi did not take this woman seriously.
Her cultivation was far inferior to Daozi's. After the previous battle, there was not much strength left in her body.
Besides, without that kind of explosive elixir, it was not enough to block his blow.
The injuries on his body were recovering quickly.
The sixteenth prince raised his hand, and the immortal runes flashed densely.
This palm was enough to kill Daozi and Hua Xiangrong.
But —
"Bang!"
A shield emerged without warning, shielding Hua Xiangrong and the Daoist Child.
The sixteenth prince's pupils suddenly shrank.
In his eyes, the figure of Hua Xiangrong, who was like a female fairy king, was printed.
An indescribable and incomprehensible power burst out from this woman's body.
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