Rumble!

The powerful spiritual power shook Ling Xiao back a few feet, causing the qi and blood in his body to churn, and he couldn't bear it without vomiting blood.

"In the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, the strength is really good!"

Ling Xiao's brows furrowed, and jealousy flashed in his eyes.

With his current strength, even if he encounters a third-stage demon beast, he has considerable self-preservation power, but in front of the priest brother in the late stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm, he feels a powerful oppression.

This person's strength is far superior to Chang Wei, and the threat to him is by no means weaker than Leng Jian and Hei Ji, or even stronger, and in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, I am afraid it is also unusual.

"Eight to ten layers are for the late-stage realm, and this person's cultivation is at least the eighth layer of the spirit realm!"

The corners of Ling Xiao's eyes jumped violently, and his heart was shocked!

The eighth layer of the Spirit Transformation Realm was eight small realms higher than him, which was a level that was unattainable for him for the time being.

But he didn't know that the pastor brother opposite was also deeply shocked!

"You're not dead?"

The corners of the pastor's eyes shrank, and his heart was shocked!

His palm was enough to crush the early stage martial artist of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and even the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but he was blocked by this Qi Gathering Realm disciple, and he was not injured, which is really very exaggerated!

If he hadn't seen the truth a long time ago, I'm afraid he would have thought that Ling Xiao had hidden his strength.

"The Qi Gathering Realm disciple can take my palm and not die, you are the first, but also the last!"

The murderous intent in the priest's eyes skyrocketed, and he directly pulled out the long sword behind his back.

Zheng!

The sword body shook, and the layers of sword light slashed towards Ling Xiao, and the void flashed blue light for a while, and it seemed to be real and illusory in this dense forest.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Ling Xiao's face changed.

The level of this swordsmanship is probably not under the "Thunder Light Sword", let alone from the hands of the priest brother in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

While Ling Xiao unfolded the "Cloud Shadow Step" body sweep, he used the "Thunder Light Sword" with all his might.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The silver light streaked through the air, fiercely facing the blue sword light, setting off a piercing explosion.

It's a pity that his powerful sword only scattered a few blue lights in the first place, and the subsequent jade sword light still slashed towards him quickly.

"If you can die under "Biyun Sword", your life is worth it!"

Brother Priest sneered proudly, looking at Ling Xiao's eyes as if he was looking at a dead man, confident that this sword would be enough to kill him.

"The power of "Blue Cloud Sword" is indeed extraordinary, but if you want to kill me like this, you are dreaming!"

Ling Xiao drank wildly, and at the critical moment, he used "Xuan Bing Palm".

As soon as the left hand turned over, the white qi rolled backwards, and a cold palm print instantly condensed out, slamming towards the blue sword light.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the cold palm print exploded instantly.

The emerald green sword light once again relentlessly swept towards Ling Xiao without stopping after strangulating the ice palm.

The corners of the priest's eyes shrank slightly, and a sneer appeared on his face again.

But under this momentary delay, Ling Xiao unfolded the "Cloud Shadow Step" with all his might, and at the same time used the "Thunder Light Sword" to the limit, and several sword lights slashed out wildly.

Whoosh ...... Thundered!

The dazzling silver light pierced through the void and slashed the blue sword shadow again, setting off a storm of sword qi!

"You ......" Brother Pastor smiled stiffly, his eyes full of murderous intent in his eyes.

This sword with full grasp was actually carried down by Ling Xiao with all his strength, although Ling Xiao at this time had been torn by the sword qi, but after all, he only suffered some minor injuries, which was far from fatal.

"Okay! Very good! You can let me use the second sword, your strength is not worse than the middle stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm, now, die!"

Brother Priest shouted violently, and the aura around his body was violently infused, and the blue light on the sword body skyrocketed, conjuring up a dazzling blue light, and the aura skyrocketed twice as much as before!

"Not good!" Ling Xiao's face changed again, and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.

If he stepped into the level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, with the sharpness of the "Thunder Light Sword", he could completely cut the sword light of the "Biyun Sword" with one sword, but that was just a theory.

The reality in front of them is that the difference in strength between the two is too great to make up for this gap in an instant.

Bang!

The blue light soared like a green cloud swept in, carrying a sharp and piercing sword roar, strangling down towards Ling Xiao.

"This time, let you die convincingly!"

Brother Priest smiled proudly, choked and returned the long sword to its scabbard, his eyes were indifferent, as if the overall situation had been decided.

He had absolute confidence in this sword, even if the same rank in the late stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm could be severely injured here, and the peak of the Qi Gathering Realm would definitely die a miserable death.

It's just that the next moment, his face changed!

"You may have some advantages in strength, but a few more swords won't kill me!"

With a domineering shout, Ling Xiao's left palm slapped continuously, and at the same time, the long sword in his right hand swung rapidly, and "Xuan Bing Palm" and "Thunder Light Sword" were used together.

"Cloud Shadow Step" was even more used by him to the limit, and he forcibly swept out against the strong sword wind.

Thundered!

The blue sword light rolled down wildly, instantly extinguishing the cold palm print and crushing the silver sword light, but after all, it still failed to roll up Ling Xiao and was forcibly escaped by him.

However, under this terrible blow, Ling Xiao also paid a lot of price, and there were several deep wounds on his shoulders and arms!

"Damn!" the priest's eyes widened, and he was completely furious.

With a choking sound, he drew his sword out of its sheath again, and his face flushed with anger was full of intense murderous intent.

Ling Xiao shouted violently, and took the initiative to slash at him with a sword!

"Thunder Light Sword!"

Sou!

The sword flashed, and he went straight to the door of the priest's brother.

"Mole ants!"

The priest brother shouted angrily and slashed out this sword light with his backhand, and he was about to perform the "Blue Cloud Sword" killing move.

But at the same time, Ling Xiao smiled strangely, and his body quickly retreated and rushed into the dense forest next to him.

"Want to run?

The priest shouted angrily and was about to chase out, and with a flick of his body, he rushed into the dense forest with an astonishing speed.

With his powerful cultivation in the late stage of the Spirit Realm, if he let a Qi Gathering Realm disciple run away, he would simply not be a human being.

"What sound?"

"Quick, there's something wrong over there!"

"With such a big movement, there must be a spy, notify the elders immediately!"

There was a sudden burst of shouting from the side of the dense forest, and several disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect noticed the abnormality and came when they heard the sound.

"Damn! How can it be so coincidental?"

Brother Priest froze, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes.

He was not afraid of these people, but if he was targeted by the elders of the Heavenly Martial Sect, the consequences would definitely be unimaginable.

As soon as he thought of this, he no longer hesitated, scolded angrily and turned away.

"The surname is Mu, I wrote down this hatred!"

In the depths of the dense forest, Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and drank, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed.

"There's a voice over there!"

"Quick, surround it!"

Not far away, the voice of the inner disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect was heard, Ling Xiao frowned, his body shook and disappeared into the dense forest.

Soon after leaving the dense forest, Ling Xiao noticed that the figures of the disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect in front of him had obviously increased, and almost every few moments, he could see one or two people passing by in his sight.

Although these people appear in different positions, they are all heading towards the deep mountains without exception.

"Could it be that they have already found a clue to that mysterious ruin?"