"Woohoo!!"

Thirteen pale silver streamers pierced through the clouds like lightning, and the moment they approached the man in green shirts, the sword lotus under his feet spun up drippingly, and seventy-two lotus leaves fluttered out and collided with the streamer.

When all the pale silver streamers were bounced away, there was only one sword lotus leaf left.

And the rotation of the cold moon in the sky was already fast to the limit, and the wind and snow in the sky were howling, and the flying scroll condensed into a huge ice and snow dragon, roaring and biting down.

"The sword rises in the sky, and the waves are not over......"

The man in the green shirt swung out a sword in a low voice, and a wisp of blue-blue sword light instantly turned into a shocking wave, and the waves rose suddenly, and once again annihilated each other with the oncoming ice and snow dragon.

"Third ......"

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Lin Qing's mouth, this was the third time that the Fulan Sword Saint had resisted the combined attack of him and Li Xun, such a huge consumption, presumably his sword power had been consumed.

And although his three rounds of attacks consumed tens of thousands of energy points, they were nothing compared to the 56,000 energy reserves.

"Looks like it's almost over......"

Lin smiled lightly and raised his hand, and the thirteen pale silver blades stretched out the eyes of the demon god again, trembling and turning into streamers, rushing towards the man in green shirt from all directions.

"Roar!"

The cold moon swirled, and another ice and snow dragon flew and swirled down, biting the man in green shirt with a huge mouth.

"The Sword Stops the Waves......"

The waves rose again, and both sides perished.

And the man in the green shirt's face became more and more pale, and the light of the jade sword in his hand also weakened a lot, showing signs of exhaustion.

Lin shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the eyes of the demon god in the void stretched out thirteen sword blades, "People are more prestigious after they pass away, the head of the Qingxue Sword Sect, the Fulan Sword Saint, died on the top of the Cold Ember Mountain, how about it?" ”

"Died on the top of Ember Mountain...... More prestigious......"

In the snowstorm, the man in the green shirt showed a trace of dazedness in his eyes, as if he was recalling the glorious past, and the roaring cold wind could not affect him.

"Huh?" Lin frowned slightly, how could this Fulan Sword Saint be in a daze at such a time?

Suddenly-

"Huh...... I see......"

The man in the green shirt chuckled, his expression changed from confusion to relieved consciousness, and the sword intent emanating from his body suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if a peerless sword with a sharp edge was hidden back in its sheath, becoming unpretentious.

Lin Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said coldly: "Li Xun! Hurry up! He broke through! ”

"What?"

Li Xun was slightly stunned, but he still controlled the cold moon of winter to condense a snow dragon and attack the man in green shirts.

"God of the sword, why do you need a sword?" The man in the green shirt chuckled, his fingertips brushed the jade sword in his hand, and the jade sword shattered inch by inch, turning into a little light and dissipating.

He raised his head slightly, stared directly at the oncoming thirteen silver streamers and ice and snow dragons, and stretched out a finger.

An inconspicuous sword bloomed on his fingertips.

"The void gives birth to a sword, and the heavens and the earth are turbulent."

The man in the green shirt seemed to point out casually, but in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

Nine terrifying sword lights were born from the void around him and spread out, easily shattering the Ice and Snow Dragon, and easily destroying thirteen silver streamers, while the nine sword lights only dimmed slightly, and did not dissipate any of them, and then the sword light stabbed towards Lin Qing and Li Xun.

"Whoa!"

Lin Qing raised his hand, and the pale silver realm power turned into a storm and surging up, facing the nine sword lights.

"Snort-"

The nine sword lights struggled to advance in Lin Qing's realm, destroying one tidal power after another, and the tidal power was constantly generated, shattering and reciprocating.

When the thirteen tidal powers were exhausted, the nine sword lights had not yet dissipated, but under the deliberate guidance of the tidal powers, they shifted a slight angle, and the nine sword lights flew dangerously past the two of them with a roar, breaking through the air.

"What a strong attack......"

Li Xun was also a little stunned, the all-out attack of her and Lin Qing's joint efforts, coupled with so many heavy tidal powers, couldn't even offset it, and she was almost hit.

The surrounding clouds had completely dissipated.

"That's ...... Sword God Realm? ”

"Fu Lan actually broke through to the legendary level in battle?"

"Back to basics, drive heaven and earth...... What a terrible sword. ”

The three Sword Saints below including the Tianyuan Holy Emperor also watched the movements of the Fulan Sword Saint at all times, and couldn't help but be completely stunned when they saw this scene, no one knew how powerful that legendary realm was, and now, the understatement of the Fulan Sword Saint turned the situation around, except for the legendary Sword God Realm, what else?

"Fulan Sword God."

Lin Qing opened his mouth, his eyes with golden symbols stared at the man in green shirt, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, you should have become a quintessence of mythological poetry, but you ushered in the sad ending of running out of sword power and dying, I admit that I was defeated." ”

"Chaowen said, Xi can die." The man in the green shirt shook his head slowly, "Stepping into the Sword God Realm, I have no regrets in this life, and now there are no secrets in this world in front of me." ”

"Fulan Sword God, if you are in good condition, I can only run away in the face of you, and it is indeed you who wins." Li Xun was silent for a while, and also said in a low voice.

The man in the green shirt shook his head absently and asked, "You two, can you give me a way out for the Qingxue Sword Sect?" ”

"Give it to me as the Tiance Demon Night Silkworm, and I will let you go of the Qingxue Sword Sect." Lin nodded lightly.

"You arrogant people are willing to admit defeat when I am dying, and I can trust you." The man in the green shirt waved his hand slightly, and a jade box flew towards Lin Qing.

"There you go." Lin Qing caught the jade box.

The man in the green shirt turned to look at the boundless sea of clouds, stared at the Qingxue Sword Sect below, and suddenly let out a long laugh.

"Hahaha...... Unexpectedly, this world also has a share of my Fulan......"

In the midst of laughter, he turned into a little starlight and disappeared without a trace.

"His share too?" Lin Qingyan couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart when he heard this, "What do you mean by this?" ”

At this time, the man in the green shirt dissipated in mid-air, and at this time, a small bronze box had appeared out of thin air, quietly suspended in the air.

The chest for the base quest is made of wood, the chest for the apprenticeship quest is made of black iron, and the chest for the lower quest is made of bronze.

"Li Xun, this treasure chest?" Lin turned his head to look at Li Xun.

"It's yours, I don't need it." Li Xun shook his head lightly indifferently.

Lin nodded lightly, and did not shirk, for Li Xun, who is worth hundreds of millions of points, such a task reward is meaningless at all.

Lin Qing and Li Xun's strength is already comparable to that of many mid-level travelers, but this Fulan Sword God can crush the two of them, and their strength is definitely the top level among mid-level travelers, or even more powerful.

Lucky treasure chest, basically only task-related BOSS-level characters will burst out, this Fulan Sword God is likely to be the top boss of this plane, this kind of person's treasure chest, must be unusual.

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