Chapter 12: The Sword Soul Erupts

"It's ...... you"

A sword forced the ghost force beside him back two steps, Li Chun's gaze fell on Li Xiaoyao below, and the look on his face couldn't help but become extremely difficult to look at in an instant, and he almost gritted his teeth and spit out two words in his mouth.

His gaze was like a torch, coldly sweeping over Li Xiaoyao's body below, and a wisp of chill that was cold enough to freeze the blood in his whole body surged out of his eyes.

At the same time, because of Li Xiaoyao's appearance, it caused a huge blow to his original arrangement.

For today's battle for the treasure, whether it is him or the Zhenbei Hou Mansion behind him, it can be said that he has made a huge amount of money.

Not to mention anything else, the remuneration of Qiu Qi and others alone is already an astronomical amount.

What's even more infuriating is that the help that he and others invited at a huge price died in the hands of Li Xiaoyao, a traitor to the Hou Mansion, without such achievements.

While angry in his heart, Li Chun could hardly believe that everything he had just seen was true. Qiu Qi's cultivation was very clear to him, it was a spirit master of the Condensation Realm, and he was also killed by Li Xiaoyao's sword piercing his chest.

"When did he recover his cultivation? Moreover, how could it be even more terrifying than it was at the beginning?"

Countless doubts rose in his heart, and everything in front of him made Li Chun almost certain who caused the death of Li Xin and the Black Mountain Elder of the Yin Corpse Sect.

"Brother Liang, you and I can't have any more hands left today, the beast below is the rebel son of my Zhenbei Hou Mansion. Judging by the means he just had, the death of the prince and the elders of your sect of Montenegro is probably from his hands. ”

Taking out the sixth-level fire demon core that Zhenbei Hou had given him before leaving, Li Chun's expression was very cold.

While saying in a deep voice to Liang Feng beside him, he had already begun to recite the secret method formula.

A faint fiery red light flickered and jumped out under the appearance of the fire-based demon core in his hand, and in a moment, a faint fiery red halo shrouded Li Chun's surroundings.

At the same time, with the flickering of the fiery red halo around it, the temperature around it also rose rapidly.

Even the thousand-year-old ice on the ground seemed to have a hint of slowly melting under the diffuse firelight.

The figure turned into an extremely fast light and shadow flashed, because of Li Chun's calculation in his heart, after forcing the ghost force back with a sword, he was very decisive and withdrew from the range of the ghost force's attack. Liang Feng, who was from the Yin Corpse Sect beside him, temporarily resisted the ghost's strength, and he rushed towards Li Xiaoyao with a fierce momentum.

"Die......"

After discovering Li Xiaoyao's existence, Li Chun never took his eyes off Li Xiaoyao's body.

He shouted in a cold voice, and faint firelight continued to spit out from the long sword in his hand, like a vicious fire snake, winding on the long sword, swallowing his own stench letter.

An angry shout came out of Li Chun's mouth, and after quickly glancing at Liang Feng beside him, Li Chun almost rushed towards Li Xiaoyao at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Under the lengthy incantation recited from his mouth, the fire-based demon core in his hand the size of a pigeon's egg emitted a soaring flame, which instantly engulfed Li Chun himself, and under the howling cold wind, it was as if a flame god of war had fallen from the sky.

"Bastard, this is out of the limelight......"

The terrifying coercion spread from all directions, and where Li Xiaoyao stood, the snow sank a foot deep in an instant.

At the same time, the scorching flames swept in the sky, and with Li Xiaoyao's current strength, it was almost impossible to resist such a terrifying flame energy.

The cold wind and heat wave of the clothes on his body whirred, and strong spiritual power fluctuations directly blew the muscles on Li Xiaoyao's face into bursts of deformation.

Feeling the pressure of this heavenly spiritual power, Li Xiaoyao's strength at the moment was just a junior spirit disciple of the Qi Refining Realm, and facing a powerhouse like Li Chun in the Condensation Realm was tantamount to an egg hitting a stone.

In the sea of knowledge, the old man's soul had a gloomy old face, and he glared angrily at the young soul who had no shame on the side.

Dissatisfied, he said angrily, and then made a very strange move.

Just when Li Xiaoyao recognized the old soul in the sea, whose face was like the bark of an old tree, his expression changed dramatically.

Under the pressure of boundless spiritual power, the thin spiritual power in his body can play an effective role in resisting it. Even, in the face of such a terrifying coercion, it was a little difficult for him to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.

And the reason why Li Chun used his strongest attack method in the first time was because he saw Qiu Qi's death very clearly, so he didn't dare to hide anything. Second, the strength of the ghost is too much beyond his expectations, he must quickly deal with Li Xiaoyao, and then help Liang Feng concentrate on dealing with the ghost force.

Seeing that Li Xiaoyao was about to die, under the terrifying flames that Li Chun had cast with the help of the sixth-level fire demon core, the old man's soul in the sea glared fiercely at the young soul beside him, and then quickly took control of Li Xiaoyao's body.

"The Sword Comes ......"

The moment the old man's soul controlled Li Xiaoyao's body, the originally frightened eyes instantly turned into a strange and cold color. The left hand was towards the void, and his mouth was low.

Immediately afterwards, a streamer appeared in Li Xiaoyao's palm under the surprised gaze of everyone.

"Senior Brother Yu, it seems that our trip has been in vain. ”

Witnessing the lonely sword standing on the top of the snow appearing in Li Xiaoyao's hand, the three men and one woman were all masters of the sword, and when they saw this situation, they already understood most of it in their hearts. One of the young men sighed, shook his head, and prepared to withdraw, no longer participating in the battle that followed.

At the same time, Li Chun is also a master of sword-wielding, and he is naturally very clear about things such as the choice of the master of the spiritual weapon. Therefore, when he saw that the sword that was supposed to be his own fell into Li Xiaoyao's palm, the anger in his heart rose even more uncontrollably.

His eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and his gaze at Li Xiaoyao was also more crazy jealous than before.

"Sword Swing ......"

Ignoring Li Chun's extremely angry gaze, under the control of the old soul, Li Xiaoyao's body was like a sensitive lark, and as soon as his body was light, the whole person jumped up lightly.

The sword in his hand was like a moving rainbow, and under Li Xiaoyao's soft drink, between the swing of the sword, circles of streamers came out, suppressing the terrifying flames and heat waves around him.

"Hidden Sword ......"

While suppressing the flames and heat waves around him, Li Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, and his body was like a gliding eagle, swooping down violently towards Li Chun in front of him.

"Bad ......"

When Li Chun saw Li Xiaoyao swooping towards him like an eagle, an illusion of fear and uneasiness rose in his heart.

"Glimpse ......"

A trace of uneasy illusion rose in his heart, and Li Chun almost instinctively lifted the long sword in his hand. The figure took a small step back, and then squatted slightly with his legs, and the whole person was like a fighting lion, staring at Li Xiaoyao who was gliding in front of him with full vigilance.

With Li Chun's light drink, his figure also turned into a long rainbow, and the sword light and fire light were intertwined, like a meteor passing by, and in an instant, it staggered with Li Xiaoyao in the air.

"It's a good sword!"

When the figures of the two stood on the snow again, Li Chun's eyes had a touch of greed in addition to the anger towards Li Xiaoyao. The sword in his hand was broken in two, his eyes fell on the brilliant sword in Li Xiaoyao's hand, and he sighed uncontrollably.

Compared with Li Chun, although Li Xiaoyao did not suffer much damage, the soul of the old man in the sea snorted lightly.

"Boy, I can't hold on for long, old man. This time, whether we can survive or not depends on our luck......"

The voice was extremely low and hoarse, and the old man's soul looked very weak and said. Immediately afterwards, the sword in his hand swung out again, and a dazzling light flashed, and Li Xiaoyao once again controlled his body.

"Sword ......"

A dull low drink finally came out of his mouth, and at the last moment when the old man's soul controlled Li Xiaoyao's body, countless dazzling lights flashed from the sword in his hand, and in the next second, Li Chun was completely enveloped in it.

"Bastard, I'll kill you......"

When all the sword light disappeared, Li Chun, who was originally shrouded by the dazzling light shot from the sword, was extremely embarrassed at this time, with only one hand and one leg left, staring at one eye, and let out a ghostly wolf howl and rushed towards Li Xiaoyao angrily.

Under the final blow of the old man's soul, Li Chun almost lost half of his body before he survived. And compared with the personable appearance at the beginning, he is three points uglier than the evil ghost at this time.

He has always been complacent in his appearance, but his heart is already broken for such a blow. After losing the last of his senses, he didn't care about any tasks and fears, and just wanted to kill Li Xiaoyao to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"You dare!"

The old man's soul fell asleep with the final blow, and the young man's soul looked like an uncle who had nothing to do with himself, and Li Xiaoyao was about to become the soul of Li Chun's sword.

And at this moment, a coquettish cry suddenly came from the sky, and a white figure bloomed like a holy snow lotus, magically and strangely blocking in front of Li Xiaoyao.