The defensive formation neutralized all the nine sword lights, and the golden spiritual light fragments swept around An Wenjian, and he could feel a fierce aura.

An Wen didn't change his color when he saw him, and he was a little puzzled in his heart: [Such an upright attack? 】

"It's a defensive formation!"

Jin Jian reminded the eight Yuan Babies loudly: "Change the sword!" ”

The nine people let go of the long sword in their hands at the same time, stepped on it, and the wooden sword that they were originally stepping on was under their control, plated with a layer of golden light, and shot at An Wenjian!

The defensive formation that had previously blocked the sword light was directly penetrated.

[It's really upright...]

An Wenjian thought silently, and an orange-red flame condensed in the palm of his left hand, and blew forward: Whew~

The flames blew out a fan-shaped wall of fire, devouring the nine wooden swords, and the golden light on the sword's body dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual power attached to it quickly disappeared. Before the wooden sword could pass through the wall of fire, even the ashes had vaporized.

An Wenjian silently looked at Jin Jian, as if waiting for his next round of attacks.

"Something capable!"

With an unhappy expression, Jin Jian took out a new wooden sword from his waist and threw it into the sky, commanding the eight Yuan Babies at the same time: "Golden Light Divine Sword, Condensation!" ”

The eight Yuan Babies also took out a new wooden sword and threw it into the air together.

Nine wooden swords lined up in the air, and a large amount of golden spiritual power wrapped them, turning them into a golden big sword more than forty meters long!

"I'd like to see what you do with this sword!"

Jin Jian's right hand and sword finger pointed down, and he swung down with all his might: "Golden Light Divine Sword, go!" ”

[To this extent, it doesn't matter if you go directly. 】

An Wen saw that he moved his body, controlled the formation to bless himself, and rushed towards the golden sword, while quickly approaching the golden sword.

"I actually took the initiative to catch up, it's really... Act recklessly! ”

Qian said this, but in fact, he secretly sent a message to the eight yuan babies and reminded them: "I'll contain him first, and you will wait for the opportunity to sneak attack and create a chance for me to kill him!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, An Wen saw a sudden increase in speed.

"What...!"

The divine sense of the golden sword could still capture An Wenjian, but the eight Yuan Babies directly lost it.

An Wen saw that he accelerated and rushed to the golden sword, aimed at his head, and pushed it with his right hand.

The golden sword reacted quickly, dodging backwards and sideways, while controlling the long sword under his feet, from the bottom up, stabbing obliquely at An Wenjian's heart.

An Wen didn't squint, his eyes were fixed on the head of the golden sword, his left hand was covered with a layer of spiritual power protection, firmly grasping the tip of the sword, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into the long sword, causing the body of the long sword to tremble violently, emitting a continuous and rapid sword sound.

At the same time, An Wen saw that the palm of his right hand accelerated again on the basis of the first acceleration, and pressed a palm on his face before the golden sword's body could dodge.

The moment the palm and face touched, a large amount of spiritual power was transformed into impact, and the entire head of the golden sword was directly "shaved off"!

The remaining impact continued to slope downward, leaving a palm print on the ground that was more than a kilometer long and tens of meters deep!

The golden sword died violently, and the golden greatsword that had lost control began to disintegrate.

"Sect Master!"

Among the eight Yuan Infants, someone let out a mournful roar, accelerated and rushed towards An Wenjian, picked up the long sword under his feet while moving, and transformed his spiritual power into sword qi, as if pulling out a white practice in the air, staggered with An Wenjian, and looked at it from a distance, like a white rainbow running through the sun.

The remaining seven primordial babies were terrified, and when they realized that a catastrophe was coming, they were about to fly away.

An Wen ignored the Yuan Infant behind him, pounced on the remaining seven Yuan Infants, and patted one of them. Seven new palm prints were added to the ground, and some unlucky spirit beasts were tragically affected and returned to the earth ahead of schedule.

After An Wen saw that he had finished shooting seven times, the monk who was staggered with him stopped in the air, and the sword qi in his whole body dispersed, revealing the person below - a red palm print at the door of his head, and the seven orifices were bleeding, and he was already dead.

[The feeling of killing people is really bad. 】

An Wen saw that his face was very bad, and the spiritual power that continued to operate in his body, as well as a little condensed Yuan Shen, were helping him to relieve his mental discomfort, but the nausea at the psychological level lingered.

[I really want to find a place to vomit.] 】

An Wen thought expressionlessly.

But he knew that he couldn't show that weak appearance now, because the nine people of the Golden Sword Gate were just "cannon fodder".

Pretend to relax, let out a long breath, and fall.

The people who were hiding in the shadows did not jump out.

Pretending to pick up corpses, he began to loot the "loot" on the nine people of the Golden Sword Gate.

Still no one jumped out.

[So calm? 】

An Wen saw that he really began to pick up the storage artifact on the corpse. He had deliberately staggered his attack positions, and the storage belts on the nine men were kept intact.

One, two...... Eight, nine...【It's coming!】 】

A certain god-transforming monk who was hiding more than ten kilometers away and maintaining his breath was going all out, and the sword continued to accelerate until it reached its limit, and it crashed into Anwen.

[Go all out without saying a word, you're a ruthless person.] 】

An Wen saw that he turned around faster, his divine sense vision was covered, and his eyes blessed the formation effect: [What a wide sword. 】

The man who came was stepping on a sword as wide as a door panel, and he was holding one sword in his hand, no, two swords! One magic weapon, the other is a chaotic wooden sword, the two swords are next to each other, wrapped in a strong sword intent!

Chaotian Mu helped the sword intent easily tear through the defensive formation, and the sword light on the magic weapon sword protected the Chaotian Wood Sword from being easily burned.

Seeing that the twin swords were approaching, An Wen saw that it was too late to dodge.

[So fast! Sword intent, can you block it...]

An Wen saw that his eyes widened a little, and the effect of the formation blessing rose to the highest, and his left hand stepped forward, trying to grab the tips of the two swords!

The attacking god cultivator decisively squeezed out another wave of spiritual power from his body, gritted his teeth, and forcibly made the sword in his hand speed up a little more, so that the tip of the sword quickly crossed the palm of An Wenjian's left hand.

However, after maximizing the effect of the formation blessing, An Wenjian's reaction speed and actual speed were faster than that of this Avatar Cultivator!

The left hand is crossed, and the right hand is crossed.

Under the protection of a layer of spiritual power, An Wenjian's right palm blocked in front of the tip of the sword, directly confronting the sword intent, and his left hand grabbed the sword body to prevent the sword from sliding.

But this Avatar Monk was more ruthless and crisp than An Wen thought when he heard it.

Seeing that the attack was about to be blocked, he immediately controlled the two swords in his hand, as well as the sword intent attached to them, and detonated them all!

Under effective control, only the part of the sword body that was grabbed by An Wenjian, as well as the tip of the sword that was blocked, were shattered and scattered, and hundreds of fragments with sword intent collided and rubbed against a layer of spiritual power on the surface of An Wenjian's body, bursting out with a large piece of spiritual light, as if exploding a firework.

"(Mortal foul mouth)! You can't wear it! ”

The Avatar cursed in a low voice and retreated decisively, while standing up with his sword, which was as wide as a door panel under his feet, and kicked it vigorously, retreating faster than when he attacked.

The wide blade of the sword blocked his vision for a moment, and he was kicked towards An Wen, preventing him from pursuing in the first place.

At the same time, two more Yuanying monks flew in from a distance, answering the Transformation Gods, and at the same time, they sent more than 20 Heavenly Chaos Wooden Swords by their side to ensure that the effect of the formation would not interfere with the Transformation Monks.

[The cooperation is really skillful, and it is completely different from the guy from the Golden Sword Gate just now. 】

An Wen saw that he opened the Divine Consciousness Horizon and locked on the Divine Transformation Monk, and the three talismans in his sleeve flew out on their own, and he read softly: "The three flowers are gathered at the top, and the mind is refined, and the urgency is like a law." ”

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