Chapter Forty-Three: The Peak Battle!
Woohoo!
Almost as soon as Hong Xuanji's words fell, the Nine Meridian Tiangang sword qi had already stabbed down one after another.
Every sword qi has the power to destroy the city and open up the mountain, which is terrifying.
Just a sword qi was even more terrifying than Liu Ziyan and other strong people that day, with all their strength and strength.
It was Xu Mu, Tang Xue and the others, who all felt at this time, as if they were about to be crushed by the sword qi that pierced from afar.
And they just felt a trace of the aftermath of the sword qi.
The only one who really bore the brunt was Hong Xuanji.
Hong Xuanji was not afraid, and as soon as his mind moved at this moment, he began to urge all the chains on the stone tablet with all his might.
Snort!
Hong Xuanji snorted, and saw a whole nine chains, piercing flesh and blood from Hong Xuanji's body, flying out, and for a while, it was like a group of demons dancing wildly.
On the nine chains, all emitted a faint black light, and the runes on them were swirling, as if they had turned into nine peerless demon dragons.
Immediately afterward, the nine sword qi greeted him without reservation.
Sonor!
Under the collision, sparks flew everywhere.
Just the sparks that sputtered out were like a catastrophe, shining brightly on the whole city.
"Oh my God!"
"What kind of power is this?" The people of Qingzhou City were all dumbfounded, they had never seen such a terrifying power.
Even not only them, but also the disciples of the Seven Sects, were also staring at the scene in front of them with wide eyes at this time.
Bang dang!
In the loud noise, all the nine sword qi were resisted.
"What?" For a moment, everyone was stunned, they couldn't imagine that Hong Xuanji Sutra had such strength, even Sect Master Ling's Meridian Tiangang Sword Qi could resist it.
"Although this son's strength is ordinary, as the returned disciple said, his chain is definitely a rare treasure." It was more than ten of them, who had cultivated to be similar to Sect Master Ling, and their pupils contracted violently at this time.
Immediately afterward, their eyes showed endless burning and greed.
This level of supreme treasure, even if they have never seen it, naturally want to get it.
And the Ling Sect Master was looking ugly at the moment, he was the dignified Heavenly Sword Sect Master, and he couldn't even take a junior in the Spirit Sea Realm.
Moreover, in front of so many old friends and disciples, how could he endure it.
"Humph!" At that moment, he suddenly snorted coldly, and his hands suddenly closed up and down in front of him, and a small white sword with a translucent body suddenly appeared between his hands.
The small sword seemed to be carved from ice crystals, only three inches in size, and there were many dense, mosquito-like runes on it.
It was just that with Sect Master Ling's hands in one hand, the size of the three-inch small sword suddenly skyrocketed, and it soon turned into a three-foot length.
Sect Master Ling stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the sword had already been reached.
The momentum of his whole person changed suddenly, and his body exuded an incomparably sharp edge, like a sword god of the world.
"It is the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Sword Sect, including the Immortal Sword!" The moment they saw the long sword, the powerhouses of the seven sects all exclaimed.
In particular, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were even more concentrated, staring at the long sword in Sect Master Ling's hand without blinking.
Because even they have mostly never seen this legendary sword.
"According to legend, this sword is left by the ancient true immortals, which contains the breath of the ancient front, once urged, it has the ability to destroy the evil and destroy the gods!" They breathed a sigh of relief.
With this sword, no matter how magical Hong Xuanji's chain is, it will definitely be difficult to stop.
While they were discussing, Sect Master Ling had already raised his sword and slashed it down.
Almost at the moment when the sword fell, everyone around felt that the wind was raging between heaven and earth.
It was as if there was an endless turbulence, surging madly from the ten directions of heaven and earth towards this place, as if it wanted to involve all of their bodies.
"Is this the power of the Immortal Sword?"
"It's so strong!"
Everyone exclaimed.
Immediately after, the endless air flow condensed into a giant sword in the void, exactly the same as the Han Immortal Sword, but the body size was thousands of times larger.
And at the end of my giant sword, there is an immortal with immortal wind bones, holding a giant sword and slashing it down.
In an instant, it was as if the whole world was about to be cut in half.
That terrible psychological impact shocked everyone's hearts.
Only Hong Xuanji, his eyes were cold at the moment, and he roared, "Kill!" β
"Roar!" Almost as soon as Hong Xuanji's words fell, the nine chains suddenly turned into nine extremely fierce and huge demon dragons.
Between the entanglements of the bodies of the nine demon dragons, they rose directly into the sky and rushed towards the immortal sword.
Rumble!
In an instant, the giant sword in the void collapsed directly under the collision.
And the immortal phantom also collapsed directly.
"What?" Everyone was shocked.
But that's not all.
Bang dang!
The body containing the immortal sword was also directly reversed. is still in the void, and it is directly shortened into two.
"Poof!" Sect Master Ling, on the other hand, had his mouth cracked, his face turned pale, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
His face was full of horror, and his expression was shocked and angry.
Not only him, but everyone around him couldn't believe it at the moment. They never dreamed that Sect Master Ling had sacrificed the Heavenly Sword Sect's supreme treasure Han Immortal Sword, and they were all defeated so easily.
The most terrifying thing is that according to legend, the sword with immortals cast by the ancient true immortals was directly disconnected.
They couldn't imagine what the chains in Hong Xuanji's body were.
Woohoo!
At the same time, the nine hideous demon dragons dispersed, turned into chains again, and stabbed straight at Sect Master Ling.
"Sect Master Ling, be careful!"
"Once that chain enters the body, it will absorb and cultivate, which is very terrifying, and you must not be pierced into the body by that chain!" Many people exclaimed.
After the battle, they had some understanding of the strangeness of the chains.
When Sect Master Ling heard this, his heart suddenly sank, where did he dare to fight hard at this time, and his body hurriedly retreated.
At the same time, he broke off, "You still don't make a move?" β
Hearing Sect Master Ling's words, the more than ten people who cultivated to be similar to him all glanced at each other, and then they all shook their bodies, and they surrounded Hong Xuanji in the center.
"Evil beast, today is your death!" One of the women said coldly.
It's just that her eyes are full of greed, and it's just for her own selfish desires.
Hong Xuanji sneered, "Death? β
"I don't know who is afraid of death!"
Another middle-aged man in a Taoist robe sneered, "Do you really think that with a heavy treasure, you can fight with us at the same time?" If so, you would be naΓ―ve. β
Between speaking, he directly roared, "Let's shoot together." β
Almost as soon as his words fell, more than a dozen strong men attacked Hong Xuanji at the same time.
The power generated by their combined efforts can be described as earth-shattering.
Even Hong Xuanji felt a huge pressure.
However, Hong Xuanji was not afraid, and at this moment, his mind moved, and the nine chains suddenly waved, attacking those people.
It's just Hong Xuanji's chains, after all, there are only nine, but there are more than ten strong people on the other side. For a while, it is inevitable that there will be some neglect of one or the other.
It didn't take long for even Hong Xuanji to be in danger.
"Humph!" Hong Xuanji snorted coldly, and at this moment, his mind was thinking about the stone tablet in his body.
In an instant, the nine chains suddenly turned into a demon dragon again, roaring and dancing in the void.
As it flew, endless black qi diffused, branding one mysterious rune after another in the void, threatening to envelop more than ten strong men.
"It's a formation!" In an instant, someone exclaimed and realized that something was wrong.
The chains were too mysterious and powerful, and once they formed a formation again, even if they had an absolute advantage in numbers, they might not be Hong Xuanji's opponents.
"No, you must not let him form a formation, stop him quickly!" The man let out a low roar.
Everyone didn't have any reservations, and they rushed towards Hong Xuanji, and the magic spells were exhausted.
And Sect Master Ling on the side, he had finally stabilized his injuries at this moment, and his face was gloomy and uncertain as he watched the battle in the field.
After a while, an order was suddenly issued, "Everyone, drive the boat, kill the enemy!" β
"Yes!" In the response of the landslide and tsunami, the dozen or so flying boats immediately moved and rushed towards Hong Xuanji.
The battle situation has come to the most intense moment!