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Nangong Beidou never thought that he would completely take the Flying Frost Sword one step further and condense it into a small sword pill in the land of Southern Xinjiang.

With such a sword pill, even if the enemy is far outnumbered by himself, he can come and go freely.

Judging from this point alone, Nangong Beidou has surpassed Shen Yuanxi and Shao Heng.

However, he knew very well in his own heart that this did not mean anything.

The disciples of Cunweishan all have their own swords, and there are many origins of swords.

Like Shao Heng, one of the ways is to get the right materials after getting started, and then the elders will refine a flying sword connected by blood on his behalf.

In the inner door of the sect, the disciples of the family occupy the majority.

The disciples of the family have their own family resources to support, and Nangong Beidou is from the top Nangong family in Shenzhou, plus he is a descendant, and he has been supported by the clan since he was a child.

Nangong Beidou's parents have been searching for treasures since he was born, and within a few years of his birth, the Flying Frost Sword has been with him day and night.

For example, Zhou Zi'an and others are the same, most of them have the foundation of magic weapons for the future when they get started, and after entering the inner gate, they will be re-practiced with the help of the teacher.

Although Shen Yuanxi was a disciple of the family, he did not have his own sword in his early years, and based on his outstanding talent, he was personally promised by the head of the family to enter the Sword Pavilion to take a sword embryo from his predecessor.

Shao Heng had a clear sword heart a few years ago, and in terms of kendo talent, Nangong Beidou also thought that he was inferior to him. Shao Heng didn't become a sword pill back then, just because although the Heavenly Machine Sword was connected to the master's bloodline like the Flying Frost Sword, it was more than ten years behind in the cultivation time.

As for Shen Yuanxi's Yanyang Immortal Sword, although the sword embryo of the predecessors was extraordinarily powerful, it was also difficult to master. The sword embryos in the Sword Pavilion are all transformed by the immortal swords that once crisscrossed the Shenzhou, and the name of each sword embryo owner can still make the cultivation world shock.

The sword embryo left behind by such a character contains the breath of the previous master, and it is not easy for Shen Yuanxi to master it in a short period of time, but it still needs years of tempering to condense it into a sword pill.

Nangong Beidou had vaguely noticed the movement of the Flying Frost Sword earlier, but he didn't expect that before he himself entered the Golden Pill Stage, the Flying Frost Sword broke through one step ahead of him.

Looking at the Flying Frost Sword Pill in the dantian that shone like a small bright moon, Nangong Beidou had mixed feelings in his heart.

He was pleased with the change in the Frost Sword, but at the moment the reason for his own stiffness and inability to move had not yet been found.

The situation is urgent.

The old witch Zhu, who had not made a move in Qingmiao Village for decades, faced the battle alone, and although he protected the vast majority of his companions, it was only a matter of time before he was finally defeated with the passage of time and the enemy's pervasive attacks.

Just when Nangong Beidou was extremely anxious in his heart, he suddenly noticed that there was something strange around the Flying Frost Sword Pill.

Not only that, but the dantian and meridians also seem to have changed.

When he completely investigated the situation in his body, he was a little stunned.

His cultivation did not increase, on the contrary, the remaining true yuan in the dantian did not seem to be sufficient. This should have been consumed by the pain of Gu poison in the past few days, and he subconsciously used his true yuan to protect his heart nerves and veins.

However, for some reason, Nangong Beidou found that his dantian was twice as large as before, and the meridians around him seemed to be much thicker.

If it was said that before the true qi swam around the sky like a gurgling water, at this moment, he gently invoked the true qi like a wide river, galloping like a horse.

The true qi was stagnant at the beginning, and then the top of Nangong Beidou's head was cold, and the aura of the heaven and earth in the southern frontier seemed to be being pulled in, but in the blink of an eye, his dantian was filled.

At this time, Nangong Beidou subconsciously clenched his fists, and the stiffness in his body disappeared in an instant.

He didn't have time to think about anything else, and jumped up from behind the surprised Miao Yang.

Just as an enemy of the Blood River Sect was attacking, Nangong Beidou's mind turned, and a silver sword pill appeared in front of him, and flew towards the blood shadow in the sky in a flash.

The person from the Blood River Sect was originally planning to attack the entangled Wu Zhu from the side, but a young man in black suddenly appeared, and then he saw a very small silver pill flying towards him.

This man was dismissive of this, but there seemed to be an exclamation from behind him.

He reached out and shook it nonchalantly, but the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his left hand, as if it had been cut open.

This person was extremely angry, he didn't expect that this small silver pill could actually hurt his blood-melting body, so he planned to use the Blood River Technique to completely defile it.

However, at this time, Nangong Beidou had gradually mastered the essentials of the Flying Frost Sword Pill, and with the killing thought in his heart, the Sword Pill disappeared in mid-air.

When he reappeared, the sword pill had already returned to Nangong Beidou, and the enemy of the Blood River Sect actually spurted a large amount of blood from his chest, and fell straight with his eyes open.

The old witch Zhu looked at this scene, and his somewhat cloudy eyes lit up instantly.

It turned out that these disciples of the Blood River Sect had obviously not fully reached home, and important organs such as the heart had not been refined by the exercises, which was still the key to their death.

If it is an ordinary external injury or internal injury, the exercises can still be recovered together.

But if the heart is broken, it will still kill him.

It's just that Nangong Beidou won by surprise, and the other party took it lightly, so he would succeed in one blow.

Old Wu Zhu looked at the vigilance in the eyes of the remaining enemies, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, knowing that the other party was prepared.

Fengjiang had just completed the Blood River Dafa half a year ago, and it was cultivated to the Jindan period.

This time, he followed the elder gluttonous old man to come to southern Xinjiang secretly, wanting to say goodbye to Jin Liang. When they discovered the migrating Wicans, they went into action.

Jin Liang and the others were temporarily dragged behind by several extraordinary women, but he did not help but chased after the Wu people who had fled earlier, and he did have his own calculations.

On the one hand, he wanted Jin Liang to suffer some hardship, and on the other hand, he also sensed that there must be some important role among these people.

When he caught up and took a look, Feng Jiang found that there were some old and weak women and children, and he couldn't help but be extremely disappointed.

The sudden appearance of the old Wu Zhu made him slightly surprised and secretly happy in his heart: it is rumored that the real ruler of each tribe of the Wu clan is not the patriarch but Wu Zhu, and it is not wrong.

If Feng Jiang knew that among the women behind him was the most noble Moon Saintess of the Wu Clan, I don't know if he would regret all his intestines.

Previously, Wu Zhu made a move, and they didn't lose a single person.

At this time, an inexplicable young man in black suddenly appeared and killed one of his subordinates with a snap of his fingers.

Feng Jiang squinted his eyes and looked at Nangong Beidou with a changing expression on his face, convinced that this person was the person who looked like he was "disabled" and was carried on his back before, so he couldn't help but look at him carefully again.

"Just now...... The one who killed Jia Qi was clearly a sword pill...... "Feng Jiang thought to himself, and did not stop his subordinates, letting them continue to test the attack, while he dealt with the old witch Zhu while observing Nangong Beidou.

Nangong Beidou stepped in the air, his right hand pointed into a sword in front of his chest, and a pair of cold eyes were bright.

The Flying Frost Sword Pill turned into a silver light, dragging out a long, good-looking tail, staggering around like a meteor streaked across the night sky.

Because of the previous loss of one person, the rest of the enemies were quite cautious at this time, and did not dare to directly fight with that silver pill, and only attacked the rest of the ordinary people except Nangong Beidou and Wu Zhu.

When the Frost Sword attacked, they were just a touch away.

However, the speed of the sword pill was faster than that of the plane, and another person could not dodge, and was swept by the tail of the sword, and half of his body was slashed off, and a large rain of blood was sprinkled.

But the attack did not reach the enemy's vital point, and the man fled quickly with a scream, retreating far away.

Although he was seriously injured, he saved his life in the end.

Feng Jiang didn't get annoyed when he saw this, and in just a few breaths, he had already recognized the other party as a disciple of Cun Weishan.

At a young age and before he became a golden pill, he had already refined the sword pill, and he must have an extraordinary identity in Cunwei Mountain.

Feng Jiang stared at Nangong Beidou's somewhat pale face, saw the fine sweat on his forehead, and said secretly in his heart: "This witch blessing is enough, but the gluttonous old man had a great grudge against Cunwei Mountain in his early years, if I can take this kid and give it to him, then the old man will be happy!"

Feng Jiang, who was secretly happy in his heart, didn't notice that Nangong Beidou suddenly closed his eyes, and the young man in black suddenly fell silent like a backwater at this time.

Feng Jiang didn't see it either, and the old witch Zhu's bark-like face shook fiercely, and his eyes shone with disbelief.

At this time, he had nothing else in his heart, he just wanted to take down the young man in black.

So, Feng Jiang took a step forward in mid-air, but his face suddenly changed!

Nangong Beidou, who seemed to be waiting to be killed before, suddenly opened his eyes, and then a monstrous killing intent rushed into the sky!

Feng Jiang and the others only felt as if they had been hit hard by something, and their eyes were covered with a layer of blood in an instant.

That's it, it's not very strange that the people of the Blood River Sect are accompanied by blood all year round.

However, the dense sound of war drums, which seemed to be in the distance and seemed to be constantly echoing in their ears, seemed to be accompanied by countless iron hooves trampling on their hearts.

The killing intent on this seemingly insignificant young man was extremely cold, as if the surrounding air was all stagnant.

Feng Jiang took that step, and in the face of the oncoming sharp killing intent, he couldn't take the second step!

And the most terrifying thing is that Feng Jiang only felt that the surrounding qi seemed to be pulled by this killing intent, and under this traction, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was also undergoing some kind of irritable changes.

In southern Xinjiang, snakes and insects are everywhere, vitality and poisonous barriers are intertwined, and the aura is not pure.

At this time, this impurity caused the air in the vicinity to seem to boil, but with an icy irritation.

Toyoe sensed the crisis, but his dignity wouldn't allow him to take a step back.

The Flying Frost Sword Pill was like a bright moon, hanging high above Nangong Beidou's head, blooming with an outstanding divine light.

Nangong Beidou, who was dressed in black, suddenly turned red.

It wasn't that he was sick, but it was a precursor to a storm!

"Duh!" Nangong Beidou's voice was very soft, but it exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap!

The Flying Frost Sword Pill was like a blooming lotus flower in an instant, spinning out countless sword qi, and the storm that brought up a round of qi was swept away!