"Ling Shuihan, give me the antidote."

A sentence of Ling Shuihan made her flutter for a moment, for many years, she has never refused to call her name, for her, she is really willing to do anything.

"I said, I don't have an antidote."

"Then I have to offend." Speaking of the empty clouds and shadows, thousands of small swords condensed in the air.

"You!"

Thousands of small swords hovered in the air, and the color of the small swords was either blue or white, blue or purple, constantly changing. The Quartet Phantom Sword hummed and groaned, and the small colored sword changed with the change in the low groan. Ye Zitong's small mouth opened slightly, and he was shocked to see it on the side, the number of small swords was increasing, the sky within a hundred zhang was radiant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and every beam of light contained an incomparably strong sword qi, if Ye Zitong was called to resist such a strong sword qi, it was estimated that he would be split into ashes and directly turned into nothingness.

This empty cloud shadow is really a great character, he can do it to such an extent, he is worthy of being the young master of the Evil Immortal Sect, and when he was still dealing with his father, he didn't necessarily have such a power, could it be that this guy has been hiding his strength? Now that I'm mentally retarded, I'm exposing my true strength? Yaya, this is really calculating.

The murmur of the Quartet Phantom Sword suddenly stopped, and in an instant, the colorful small swords shot towards Ling Shuihan like a rain of swords. Ye Zitong habitually screamed when she saw danger, and danced with her hands, screaming while waving her heart sword to slash and slash, regardless of whether those colorful swords were coming at her.

Ye Zitong flew to Ling Shuihan's side to block Ling Shuihan.

"Azusa. Get out of here! Don't come up! Ling Shuihan paused, this little girl is really not afraid of death.

"No, sister. What can I do if you die, I must protect you. Ye Zitong said that he would also protect it.

Ling Shuihan formed three layers of solid talisman qi, the sword light was sheng, and with a wave of his hand, the cyan sword qi drew an arc towards the sky.

Shout! Shout! Phew――

The colored sword came in an instant, and the arc was violently hit by the rain of dripping swords, and it collapsed abruptly. Ling Shuihan couldn't bear the strong impact of the sword shadow, his body kept falling, and the small colored sword broke through the arc drawn by the cyan sword qi with a bang. The power is unabated, and it continues to impact Ling Shuihan's protective qi barrier.

Click! Crackling!

The first shield lasted only three breaths, and it shattered like a sledgehammer hitting glass. As the first layer of protective shield broke, a large number of colored swords were shattered at the same time.

The sky is filled with colourful light. Keep spinning. Gathering new colored swords, the impact of the previous wave of colored swords has not subsided, and the thousands of new colored swords have fallen in the force of thousands of troops! It's really a wave of unevenness, and it's rising again and again.

Ling Shuihan's expression was solemn, his handprints kept changing, and the Pure Jun Sword magnified three times in the blink of an eye, blocking the top of Ling Shuihan's head. The vast sword rain, each sword has a thousand powers. Under the strong impact of the colored small sword, the light of the pure Jun sword became more and more dim. Without stopping, Ling Shuihan sat in the air. Before he knew it, he had fallen to the ground, and the bluestone floor in the center of the sword array was all shattered, and the floor ten feet away from Ling Shuihan's body directly turned into powder. Even so, Ling Shuihan did not flinch.

Suddenly, the colorful sword burst out with dazzling light, and the sword roared like a dragon, roaring, and buzzing into the sky. The small colored swords in the sky are attracted by the colored swords and quickly merge into the colored swords. The colored giant sword gradually enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just three breaths, it completely fused with thousands of colored small swords in the sky, and grew into a giant colored sword that was more than ten feet long. The colorful giant sword hung high in the air, condensing all the sword qi in the Nine Void Sword Array, and it was angry and angry, and there was a momentum of a sword opening the world.

Ling Shuihan was secretly frightened, such a powerful sword qi, it was the first time she had seen it, with her own strength, she was not half sure of taking this sword at all, and at the moment she could only desperately urge her life-protecting magic weapon Qinglian, hoping that Qinglian's super protective power would resist the desperate blow that the world had lost its color.

Ye Zitong hid in the corner, although he was not attacked by the powerful sword qi, he was still in the sword formation, and under the influence of the sword qi, subtle changes also occurred in the dantian. The glass ruler trembled slightly, silently absorbing the purest sword qi in the sword array. It's a pity that Ye Zitong turned a blind eye to this qiē, and his heart hung on Ling Shuihan.

"Such a big, so strong, such a sword that crushes an immortal, it won't kill her if it falls, right?" Ye Zitong didn't dare to think about it anymore, although Ling Shuihan would really die, so that his goal would be achieved, but Ye Zitong wanted to kill Ling Shuihan with his own hands, borrowing his hand was a shameless act, if God knew about it, that catastrophe would be great, Ye Zitong held his heart sword tightly.

Ye Zitong suddenly shouted: "Ling Shuihan! He raised his hand and threw his heart sword towards Ling Shuihan.

Ling Shuihan took the heart sword, slightly stunned, looking at Ye Zitong's anxious appearance, a warmth appeared in his heart. Suddenly remembered that the Heart Sword was the heirloom sword of the ancient immortal Mu Lingzi, the best immortal weapon, and it should be able to deal with this colorful giant sword. Ling Shuihan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you." The heart sword cannot be refined, if you want to unite the human sword, you must wait for the opportunity to condense the sword soul before you can truly become the master of the sword, and only by condensing the sword soul can you burst out the true power of the Ning Bi Sword.

Ling Shuihan still used the power of Qinglian to break through the barrier and stand in the center of the sword array. As soon as he entered the array, the heavens and the earth shook, and a cyan aura centered on it, spreading out and extending to the distant sky, and the entire purple cypress mountain was shining with the light of the holy green lotus.

In the sword array, the lotus light lingers, and the faint lotus fragrance is elegant.

Ling Shuihan's eyes were closed, his lips were slightly pursed, his black hair was flying, his cyan robe was hunting, like a posthumous immortal, the whole person exuded a Dao rhyme, and the green lotus at the center of his eyebrows slowly sank into the mud pill and took root in the mud pill palace. The brilliance of the green lotus lingers, the whole body is crystal clear, and a petal is gently cracked.

Ling Shuihan silently recited the incantation, his finger was blue sky, Ning Bi Sword hung above his head, and the sky was clear, with Ling Shuihan's finger, a very small opening suddenly opened, and a dazzling golden light was projected, which happened to fall on Ning Bi Sword.

The green lotus first bloomed, and the Ning Bi Sword attracted the power of Xuantian, and the majestic and vast divine power lingered around the blade of the sword. The colorful giant sword in mid-air seemed to have spirituality, and when he sensed the sudden burst of power from the Ning Bi Sword, he suddenly aroused a strong battle intent, and the sword was like a dragon's groan, buzzing, wanting to fight with the Ning Bi Sword.

Phew――

The colorful giant sword slashed down like a dragon.

Ling Shui opened his eyes suddenly, and without hesitation, he injected the power of the green lotus into the Ning Bi Sword, and then rose to the sky with the sword, and the Ning Bi Sword conjured a ten-zhang long cyan sword, and resolutely met the colorful giant sword that could open the sky and break the earth.

Rumble!

The colored light is dazzling, and the sword aura is vertical and horizontal.

The sudden collision of the colored giant sword and the Ning Bi sword stirred up a terrifying wind, sweeping the sky overwhelmingly, and the entire Zibai Mountain was shrouded in the ruined sword qi that shook out by the two swords. The prohibition on the periphery of Zi Xuguan was slightly weaker, and it was broken by the swinging sword qi in an instant, and the big trees in the mountains rose from the ground one by one, rolling into the air, and were instantly shattered by the stirred wind. The magic city within a radius of 100 miles was originally still sunny and clear, but it was suddenly overcast, blowing a strong wind and sand that was rare in a hundred years. (To be continued......)