When the blue brocade boy aimed at the hilt of the sword held by Murong Xuan's hands, he quickly moved a step to the right, and the long sword in his hand became soft, like a whip, and quickly rushed towards Murong Xuan's hilt, intending to entangle Murong Xuan's Chixiao sword hilt, if possible, pick up Murong Xuan's Chixiao sword, so that Murong Xuan had no more sharp weapons in his hand, so the soft sword of the blue brocade boy carried black spiritual power, and Murong Xuan called according to his intention.

However, Murong Xuan has also experienced a lot of battles, large and small, and when he saw the move of the young man in the blue brocade clothes, he immediately understood his intentions, so he changed the Chixiao Sword that was just slashing towards the young man in the blue brocade clothes from vertical to vertical, raising the hilt of the sword by more than a foot with both hands, and the Chixiao Sword was full of white spiritual power, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated to avoid this confrontation with the young man in the blue brocade.

But sometimes, things don't develop as imagined, Murong Xuan greatly underestimated the strength of the late stage of entering the spirit, the soft sword of the young man in the blue brocade directly wrapped around Murong Xuan's Chixiao sword body when Murong Xuan retreated, Murong Xuan was shocked, and felt the huge power transmitted to him by the young man in the blue brocade cloth. "In the same realm, as far as the normal spiritual realm is concerned, the spiritual power in the early stage of the spiritual spirit is a small water pool, but in the later stage of the spiritual realm, its spiritual power cultivation may be a big lake, but its essence is water, and there is no qualitative change, but in terms of quantitative changes, it is not something that ordinary people can challenge."

At this time, Murong Xuan recalled Jian Chenzi's words, and only then did he feel that refining to Qianxun was gold, and Jian Chenzi, as one of the few elders of the Spirit Pill Realm of the Xuanjian Dao Sect, was indeed a true insight, at this time, Murong Xuan felt the huge force coming from the soft sword, and his feet quickly tied to the ground, exerting all his strength, holding the Chixiao Sword tightly, and striving not to let the blue brocade throw himself out.

As Murong Xuan exerted all his strength to fight against the soft sword from the young man in blue brocade, at this time, the young man in blue brocade, although he did not have any expression on his face, was not shocked, but the turbulent waves had already been set off in his heart, Murong Xuan, a person who was only in the early stage of entering the spirit, could actually resist about eighty percent of his own strength in terms of strength, which was quite incredible, at this time Murong Xuan showed these unusual, and even strengthened the murderous heart of the young man in blue brocade, if he didn't kill at this time, and when Murong Xuan grew up again in the future, it would be a nightmare existence for himself and even the Falling Flowers Society。

The young man in the blue brocade clothes thought about this, and the black spiritual power gushed out all over his body, not leaving a little behind, Murong Xuan felt that the pressure at this time was even greater, and finally he couldn't support it, and was thrown to the right by the young man in the blue brocade clothes, and his body floated out like a kite, and with a loud noise, Murong Xuan smashed the cliff on the right side of the ancient stream, and as soon as he fell, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and staggered to his feet.

Fortunately, Murong Xuan's nine-turn immortal body gave Murong Xuan an incomparable ability to recover, and after Murong Xuan just fell from the cliff, it didn't take long for him to regain consciousness, and when he looked up, the young man in blue brocade was holding the soft sword in his hand, and he was stabbing at the heart of his chest.

This young man in blue brocade is also a ruthless master, and when he strikes out, he doesn't give Murong Xuan the slightest chance, and he is a dead hand, and he shouted at the same time in his mouth, "Willow Thorn Sword Technique's Piercing Cloud Style", under this thrilling blow, Murong Xuan's still confused head woke up instantly, leaning on the right foot of the body on the side of the cliff, his body moved a few meters to the right, thinking that he could jump out of the attack range of the young man in blue brocade, but the young man in blue brocade smiled contemptuously in his mouth; Boy, is this the only trick I have in this cloud piercing style?"

Seeing Murong Xuan leave the place, the young man in blue brocade suddenly swirled in the air, the soft sword was full of black spiritual power, and attacked Murong Xuan again where he was this time, but this time the young man in blue brocade did not estimate Murong Xuan's location distance, Murong Xuan's body was lying on the ground, holding the Chixiao Sword in his right hand, and placing it flat on his chest, preventing the young man in blue brocade from coming towards his heart again, and at the same time using his spiritual power, using his back as his foot, and slashing towards the distance with hatred.

However, Murong Xuan rubbed his back against the ground and retreated, how could he compare to the attack launched by the young man in blue brocade from top to bottom, only when Murong Xuan had just retreated a few steps like this, the young man in blue brocade had already caught up with Murong Xuan.

The cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "Boy, you can hide like this, the black spiritual power of the whole body is surging, and the long sword that has just turned from soft to hard has become soft again at this time, and with a twist, it is wrapped around the Chixiao Sword on Murong Xuan's chest again, the intention is quite obvious, let Murong Xuan's Chixiao Sword leave his hand, and Murong Xuan will lose the biggest protection tool in his hand." ”

Of course, Murong Xuan knew the thoughts of the young man in the blue brocade clothes, but at present, the strength was uncertain, Murong Xuan could only watch the young man in the blue brocade clothes wrap around his Chixiao Sword again, but no matter at any time, the weapon is his second life, if he loses the Chixiao Sword, then Murong Xuan will not be far from the time of death, so Murong Xuan held the Chixiao Sword with his right hand, and resolutely did not let the Chixiao Sword leave his hands, the young man in the blue brocade clothes felt the huge resistance from Murong Xuan, and at this time he also felt that it was not so easy to pick up Murong Xuan's talisman sword, so once again threw Murong Xuan with his sword on the cliff on the left side of the ancient stream.

However, this time, Murong Xuan, a young man in blue brocade, stabbed at Murong Xuan again, but slowly walked in front of Murong Xuan, who was lying flat on the ground at this time, and seemed to have no power to resist, with a cruel smile in his mouth, he said, "Why does Your Excellency resist so stubbornly, you must know that now as long as my little sword is gently pierced into Your Excellency's heart, Your Excellency will return to Huangquan."

As he spoke, he raised the soft sword in his hand, and Murong Xuan saw that the soft sword suddenly turned from soft to hard........