"The late stage of the True Yuan, how can it be the late stage of the True Yuan?" Everyone looked at Ling Chuxi in disbelief, half a month ago it was still in the early stage of the True Yuan, how could this be in the late stage of the True Yuan, even if there was a white jade crystal heart, such progress would be too shocking.

In fact, at this moment, Ling Chuxi herself was also a little surprised, she knew her strength very well, relying on Bai Yujing's heart to break through the bottleneck to reach the middle stage of the True Yuan, but when this sword was shot, she felt that the spiritual power of the white jade crystal heart suddenly poured into the Falling Dust Sword like a flood, and under the Cangyuan Sword Style, it actually burst out of the true qi belonging to the late stage of the True Yuan.

It turns out that the Cangyuan Sword Style with the White Jade Crystal Heart is so wonderful!

Wei Zhixuan was also full of shock, but what shocked him was not the strength of the late True Yuan that Ling Chuxi exerted.

It is true that it is surprising that Ling Chuxi's age can have the strength of the late True Yuan period, but in the Holy Realm of the Sect, many descendants of the major sects have been soaked in the I Ching marrow washing liquid and various medicinal herbs and pills since they were young, and they also have such strength.

What really shocked him and even made him feel terrible was the powerful power contained in Ling Chuxi's sword.

In the midst of it, he felt the terrifying nature of this sword more clearly than anyone else.

This sword can no longer be described as subtle, and the boundless sword intent is secretly in line with the avenue of heaven and earth, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the peak of martial arts sword intent.

Although it is only a sword, it contains endless changes and supreme power.

The unprecedented fear permeated the entire heart in an instant, and the hand holding the sword trembled involuntarily.

Wei Zhixuan has an illusion that he is like a withered fallen leaf in autumn, facing the cold and raging wind, like a rootless duckweed, facing the violent tsunami waves, like a weak ant, looking up at the ten thousand male peaks between the clouds and mist. At this moment, he was so powerless that he couldn't afford to resist.

This is the Cangyuan Seven Swords, the Cangyuan Seven Swords that once roared the Nine Continents and deterred the Qiankun. After this period of enlightenment, and seeing the battle of the sword spirit and sword heart with his own eyes, Ling Chuxi finally touched the mystery of this move Cangyuan Sword Style, and just with the power of the sword intent, it made Wei Zhixuan's heart chill.

"Choke!" With a crisp sound, the Falling Dust Sword slashed into Wei Zhixuan's long sword.

Wei Zhixuan had already lost his fighting spirit, his hand was weak, and the long sword flew out of his hand.

Then, he saw the sharp sword light slashing towards him.

"Ahh Wei Zhixuan's heart was like ashes, his face turned pale in an instant, he didn't even have a chance to dodge, and there was only fear of death left in his eyes.

"Smack!" Just when Wei Zhixuan thought that he was dead, on the side of the falling dust sword, the sword body "snapped" on his body.

Immediately, there was a hot pain on his body, and Wei Zhixuan himself could feel a blood mark quickly swollen, but his heart was full of surprise. If you can feel the pain, then you prove that you are not dead.

But immediately, the sword light swung again, and there was another burst of fire on his body.

Before he could react, several swords slapped at his body one after another, and after the hot feeling, it was as painful and itchy as the bite of thousands of ants, which was so uncomfortable that people wanted to die.

This time, Ling Chuxi did not use poison, but accurately controlled the true qi of the sword technique, injecting the true qi as thin as a needle into Wei Zhixuan's meridians, which would not make him faint in pain immediately, but also make him feel the greatest pain. This feeling is definitely not much better than poisoning.