Xuanwei jumped off his back, standing in the air, and the Tiangang ruler with a glorious light was like a swimming dragon, arching in front of Xuanwei.

The one who cut off the arm of the Rakshasa in an instant was the Tiangang ruler!

After only a moment of cultivation in the Cold Moon Sword Box, there was a trace of extremely abnormal sword intent attached to the Tiangang Ruler.

Even if this sword intent only has the power of one blow, but after all, it is the ultimate sword intent derived from the Cold Moon Sword Box, and it is naturally not a problem to cut off a pair of arms of Rakshasa .

"Master, Master!" Looking at the figure in the air like an immortal, Qinglian's eyes turned red, and her voice became choked.

Qinglian, who fought to the death with the Rakshasa before and never cried even if her bones were crushed, but at this moment, she was like an ordinary child, tears streaming down.

Xuan Wei lightly stepped down, and his body floated in front of Qinglian like a light feather, he gently stroked Qinglian's head, and said softly: "Qinglian, these days when the teacher is away, you have grown up!"

An ordinary sentence made Qinglian feel that the hardships, grievances and sufferings of these days had been rewarded.

"Master, Qinglian misses you so much!" Qinglian threw herself into Xuanwei's arms and sobbed in a low voice.

Victoria and the others opened their mouths one after another, looking at Qinglian in disbelief, who had changed her painting style abruptly, was this really the Qinglian in their impression?

Even, this shock completely surpassed the fact that Xuan Wei cut off the Rakshasa arm with one foot!

"Wow~~~" The rakshasa who lost his arms glared angrily, and he lifted the steel fork and wanted to poke at Xuanwei.

Be serious, I just broke my hand here, why can you have a warm picture of father and daughter's filial piety?

I can't bear it!

Before the steel fork arrived, a ghostly aura took the lead in carrying the fishy wind.

Xuanwei couldn't help frowning, and said unhappily: "No eyes!"

To be reasonable, in other film and television works, in this kind of touching reunion scene, shouldn't the villains suddenly drop off the line, and wait for the protagonists to finish reading all the sensational lines?

"Edict!" Xuan Wei waved his sword fingers, and the Tiangang magic ruler suspended at his side let out a soft groan, turning into a long rainbow and stabbing at the Rakshasa steel fork.

锵~~~

In the sound of gold and iron intersecting, layers of air waves exploded, and the surrounding loess seemed to be ploughed inch by inch.

The steel fork was knocked into the air, and the huge body of the Rakshasa was carried backwards a few steps.

On the other hand, Xuan Wei stood with his hands tied, calmly strolling in the court.

"Nine Heavens Xuanlei, take Qi as a guide, and destroy demons!" Xuan Wei recited a spell in a low voice, and his fingertips condensed the aura and drew a talisman.

In the blink of an eye, the talisman drawn by the aura burst out with a dazzling light, and faintly a few purple-red thunder rays leaped out of it.

Syllable!

Without the slightest warning, a bolt of lightning the size of a bucket struck Rakshasa's body out of thin air.

The arc of lightning was everywhere, the green smoke curled, and the rakshasa fell to the ground with a wail, and his body was scarred.

"Draw talismans in the void, use Qi to guide thunder, Qinglian's master is too fierce, right?" Victoria said with difficulty.

As a specialized cultivator of Fu Seal and Lei Fa, Victoria knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate to this realm.

Not to mention anything else, in her family alone, only a few Supreme Elders have this ability.

And according to Victoria's understanding, Qinglian's master is still a teenager who is less than ten years old, compared to them, can't they all cultivate to dogs?

"Sure enough, only a demon master can cultivate a demon apprentice!" the big man covered his face and said with a smile.

The rest of the special members and monks were also shocked by Xuanwei, when did such a young master emerge in the monk circle, could it be that they haven't been on the Internet for too long?

"Good apprentice, you should step back first, and see that the teacher is angry for you!" Xuan Wei smiled gently at Qinglian, and then looked coldly at the rakshasa on the ground.

Yes, Xuanwei is angry, the kind that can't coax well!

If Xuanwei was a little late before, maybe Qinglian would have encountered an accident, just rush to this point, Xuanwei would not let go of the rakshasa!

It's a little chic, it looks like a pretty thing, but it's a pity that the life is shorter!

The Tiangang magic ruler was controlled in the palm of his hand, and the momentum of Xuanwei's whole person suddenly rose by several degrees, and an incomparably sharp and terrifying sword intent pressed everyone present to breathe, and some people with low cultivation levels simply fell unconscious.

"A sword comes out, a thousand rays of light are afterimaged, piercing the clouds and breaking the sky!" At the moment when the sword momentum was stored to the limit, Xuan Wei waved the Tiangang ruler and slashed upward.

I saw that the Tiangang ruler turned into a crystal-shaped sword gang that was 100 zhang long and rose to the sky, and countless brilliant sword lights followed each other like shadows, virtual and real, like a phantom moon in the water.

Where the sword light passed, even the invisible ghost qi and blood mist were cut and smashed, and then the sword pierced into the sky, shattering everything in its path into nothingness.

For the first time, the Rakshasa felt a sense of escape, and its instincts told it that if it took the sword head-on, it would only end up dead!

Gotta escape!

Without the slightest hesitation, Rakshasa spread his wings and wanted to fly, and at that moment, a golden afterimage circled Rakshasa's feet like a spiritual snake.

Before it could react, the golden afterimage wrapped around Rakshasa's body, completely tying it up into a large rice dumpling.

Rakshasa hurriedly broke free and burned with the green fire that lingered around his body, but he didn't know what the rope wrapped around it was, and the more it struggled, the tighter the rope became, and it couldn't break it at all.

Seeing Jian Gang approaching quickly, a trace of despair flashed in Rakshasa's eyes.

I saw that in the sword light in the sky, Rakshasa's huge body was like paper paste, and it was torn into countless pieces in an instant.

The sword soared into the sky, and all the fragments of Rakshasa were crushed into powder, and no trace or proof of existence in the world could be found.

Rumble~~~

The heavy and oppressed clouds were pierced by Jian Gang through a large hole, and a little starlight fell from it, illuminating the dark earth.

Xuanwei put the Tiangang ruler back into the Cold Moon Sword Box, and then reached out to catch the immortal rope that fell from the sky.

For the first time, he used this set of combination nirvana in actual combat, and Xuan Wei expressed great satisfaction.

As strong as a rakshasa, there is no strength to resist at all, and the ashes are annihilated on the spot, which shows the power of this combination technique!

"What kind of spell is this, so terrifying?"

"A sword breaks the sky, the legendary immortals, that's just it, right?"

"Amitabha!

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, but I don't know which sect and sect the person is the predecessor?"

"To be able to witness this amazing sword with your own eyes, this life is worth it!"

Everyone present looked at Xuanwei with reverence.

"Ding! The host completes the side quest [Suppress Rakshasa] and obtains the task reward: Qingping Sword, Imitation (purple quality)!" The system's quest prompt sounded at the right time.