Chapter 53: The Might of the Sword Soul

The crowded streets became spacious because of the dozens of people who suddenly came in.

The dozens of people who suddenly appeared were dressed basically similar to the members of the Purple Gold Alliance in front of them, the only difference was that the former had a golden waist card hanging around his waist, while the latter had a blood-colored waist card hanging around his waist.

And seeing this scene, everyone who is familiar with this blood-colored waist card knows that this is a unique symbol of the members of the Iron and Blood Alliance created by the four major families and the Shen family.

"Shen Changhong, Soul Sword Realm?"

Looking at the dozens of people who came suddenly, Leng Han's gaze instantly condensed on the first place, a young man with a cold appearance, and with the release of soul power, Leng Han was shocked to find that this guy's cultivation had actually broken through to the soul sword realm.

"Boy, don't think that Ling Xingchen bought you that Blood Soul Pill, there is no Blood Soul Pill in the world, tell you, as long as you have money, you are not afraid that you will not be able to find the Blood Soul Pill. ”

As if seeing the surprise in Leng Han's heart, Shen Changhong stopped not far from him, and his sarcastic voice suddenly sounded.

"Cao Hong, this Yi will be handed over to you, if anything happens, my Iron Blood Alliance will bear it, today, I will let this kid stay here forever. ”

However, before Leng Han could react, he suddenly changed his words, looked at the Cao Alliance Master with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice.

"Yes. ”

Hearing this, Cao Hong only groaned slightly, then grabbed his palm in the air, and suddenly a long sword with black light appeared in his hand.

The reason why he didn't dare to make a move before, of course, was the revenge of the Brotherhood Alliance, but now that the Iron-Blood Alliance, whose strength is not weaker than the Brotherhood Alliance, has come out to support him, he naturally has no worries.

So after hearing Shen Changhong's words, he took a step out almost without hesitation, the black long sword shook suddenly, and the black sword shadow suddenly stabbed towards Duan Yi with the sound of breaking the wind.

And looking at the black sword shadow that suddenly attacked the sky, Duan Yi's resolute face did not show any fear, his eyes swept the people of the Purple Gold Alliance and the Iron Blood Alliance on the left and right, and then his fingerprints changed, and suddenly the spiritual power around him suddenly surged towards him.

As a lot of spiritual power surged quickly, two rounds of black magic disks as black as ink suddenly rose from behind him, like the morning sun.

"Second Rank Spirit Mage?"

Looking at the two black magic disks that suddenly appeared, as if even the sky was dyed black, the sword cultivators present suddenly exclaimed.

The first-grade spirit mage is equivalent to the early stage of the soul sword realm, and the second-grade spirit mage is equivalent to the middle stage of the soul sword realm, if a person is not only a sword cultivator, but also a spirit mage, then his strength is not only far beyond the same level, but also has the ability to leapfrog the challenge.

"A second-grade black disc spirit mage?"

This scene also made Leng Han feel a little surprised, after all, from the news he got, Duan Yi was just a first-grade spirit mage, but the strength that broke out at this moment was the cultivation of a second-grade spirit mage, if it wasn't for the other party to deliberately hide, then it wasn't long before the other party broke through.

"Tiangang Defense Array, seal!"

However, just as people were exclaiming, Duan Yi suddenly let out a loud shout, and then he saw countless black lines, shooting like lightning in front of him from the two rounds of magic plates, and in just a few breaths, a black light mask instantly took shape, falling upside down in the shape of a bowl from mid-air, enveloping him and Leng Han, as well as Shen Changhong and Na Cao Hong, in it.

"Brother Leng Han, I have already arranged the defensive array, and those sword cultivators outside will not be able to attack for a while, and now this Cao Hong will be dealt with by me, as for Shen Changhong, I will leave it to you." ”

After the two rounds of magic disks were shrouded in black light, they disappeared behind Duan Yi, and at the moment when the magic disk disappeared, a cyan long sword also suddenly appeared in Duan Yi's hand, looking at the black sword shadow that stayed in the sky for a short time because of the appearance of the large array, Duan Yi stepped out at the same time, a solemn voice also came from his mouth.

"Brother Duan, don't worry, I may not dare to speak wildly when dealing with others, but I am not afraid to deal with him. ”

Hearing Duan Yi's solemn voice, he looked at Shen Changhong with cold eyes, and was not moved by the appearance of the formation.

"Dare to put such nonsense, presumably you have also broken through to the soul sword realm, I heard that your sword soul can't even test the sword soul stone, today I want to see what kind of sword soul you are, you can actually make you become such a talent." ”

Looking at Leng Han with cold eyes, Shen Changhong held the palm of his hand, and suddenly a white long sword appeared in his hand.

Thinking back to when he saw Leng Han outside Taixuan City, Leng Han was just a down-and-out Spirit Sword Realm early stage sword cultivator, but in just a few months, the other party surpassed him with an astonishing speed, and this kind of gap between before and after made Shen Changhong, who had always been arrogant, difficult to accept.

"If you want to see my sword soul, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. ”

However, seeing this, Leng Han sneered, and his palm was also grasped, and suddenly a rusty, tattered iron sword appeared in his hand.

"Heh, broken copper and iron, there are still people who say that you are a divine sword, today I want to see, how divine your divine sword is, look at my five-grade sword skills, sword shadow seals the sky!"

Looking at the iron sword in Leng Han's hand, Shen Changhong suddenly showed disdain, and after sneering, he stepped out violently, and at the same time, the white long sword in his hand also danced rapidly, turning into a sword shadow in the sky, and stabbed towards Leng Han's body.

"What a tough attack. Looking at the sword shadow coming from the sky, Leng Han's pupils shrank sharply.

The sword technique displayed by the other party is somewhat similar to his Sword Shadow Thirteen Style, except that the opponent's sword skill is obviously strong in attack, while his Sword Shadow Thirteen Style focuses on defense.

"Heavenly Ghost Meteor Step!"

In the face of such an attack, Leng Han didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly cast the Heavenly Ghost Meteor Step to dodge this powerful attack, and then cast the Sword Shadow Thirteen Styles to collide with it.

Although the Sword Shadow Thirteen Style is only a fourth-grade sword technique, which is not as good as the opponent's fifth-grade sword technique, it has the blessing of the power of the divine sword itself, as well as the special advantages of the Qinglong Sword Soul, which is enough to make up for or even surpass all this.

"Bell, bell!"

With the thirteen sword shadow forms and the Heavenly Ghost Meteor Step cast together, Leng Han's figure suddenly became illusory, and his own figure also changed from one to two, from two to four, and in just a few breaths, he turned into thirteen figures and collided with Shen Changhong.

As soon as the two of them fought, sparks suddenly flew everywhere, and the sound of gold and iron resonating was endless, but with the continuous collision, Shen Changhong felt that the sword in his hand was vibrating more and more, and he felt like he was coming out of his hand.

And those who are familiar with sword cultivation know that in the same level of fighting, whenever this situation occurs, there is basically only one possibility, that is, the material of one's natal sword is not as good as the other party, so that when colliding, the other party will not be able to take advantage.

"Could it be that the sword in his hand is really the divine sword that no one has taken away for hundreds of years, no, it can't be, even the vice president hasn't found out that the divine sword is in his hand, how can the broken sword in his hand be the divine sword. ”

As the arc of the natal sword in his hand vibrated more and more, the thoughts in Shen Changhong's heart were also inextricably linked.

In fact, in his heart, he had long believed that the broken sword in Leng Han's hand was a divine sword, but he didn't want to believe it.

"Sonorous!"

However, after a few collisions in succession, the white long sword in Shen Changhong's hand finally couldn't withstand the collision of the Cold Dragon Soul Sword, and after the last impact, it finally came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"What kind of amazing sword is my Dao, it turned out to be a rotten sword that can't withstand the collision of even my broken copper and iron!"

Looking at the white long sword that was blown away, Leng Han did not take the opportunity to catch up, but stopped, looked at Shen Changhong, whose face became extremely pale because the sword flew out of his hand, and said with a sarcastic smile.

At the beginning of the same soul sword realm, they have just entered, and Leng Han is not afraid of this guy, whether it is the quality of fighting the sword, or the soul of the sword, Leng Han is 100% abusing him.

"Boy, don't be complacent, look at how my sword soul wants your life!"

Obviously, Leng Han's words had completely angered Shen Changhong, and after he recalled the white long sword, he suddenly threw it into the air.

At the same time, his fingerprints began to change rapidly, and as his fingerprints changed, the space began to distort, and a huge snow sculpture stepped on a white long sword, and suddenly appeared in the air with snowflakes in the sky, causing the air to tremble.

"Snow Sculpture Sword Soul, hmph, do you want to compete with me for the power of Sword Soul?"

Looking at the snow falling in the sky, and the huge snow sculpture in mid-air, he was not frightened, but sneered, the sword cultivation has reached the soul sword realm, in addition to competing sword skills, there is only the power of the sword soul, it can be said that the sword soul fights often fight to the death.

However, Shen Changhong wanted to compete with him for the power of the sword soul, obviously looking for death, if Shen Changhong knew what kind of sword soul Leng Han was and killed him, he would not dare to summon his sword soul.

"Kill. ”

It's a pity that Shen Changhong didn't know, so after seeing the sword soul appear, his face was hideous, and he pointed towards the cold point with a fierce finger.

"Woo!"

As he pointed out his finger, a deafening sound of carving suddenly sounded in mid-air.

At the same time, the snow sculpture was already stabbing towards the cold and cold with the sound of breaking the wind, and before the sword arrived, the icy cold air had already frozen the space and distorted it.

"It's good to come. ”

Looking at this amazing scene, Leng Han looked down at the Dragon Soul Sword in his hand, and silently said in his heart: "Little guy, remember not to show up." ”

The voice of his heart fell, Leng Han raised his head suddenly, and he didn't talk nonsense, he directly threw the dragon soul sword into the air, and also urged the dragon soul sword to stab towards the opponent's sword soul, since the other party wants to compare the sword soul, then he is not afraid, but the sword soul can't show up, this, he believes that Xiao Qinglong can do it.

Sure enough, in the face of the snow sculpture sword soul that stepped on the silver long sword, the cold dragon soul sword body, only a faint blue light appeared, and nothing else could be seen.

"This guy's sword soul...... Could it be a blue light?"

This scene surprised Shen Changhong, who had always wanted to see the cold sword soul, a blue light sword soul, he had never even heard of it, of course, not hearing of it didn't mean that he didn't have it.

"Snort. ”

However, just when he was puzzled, when the two natal swords were about to collide in the air, the snow sculpture standing on the white long sword suddenly stopped advancing, looked at the cold dragon soul sword with smart eyes, and let out a mournful roar.

When sword souls come out of their bodies, they have intelligence, so when they are in danger, they react appropriately.

"Impossible, how can my sword soul be afraid of that kid's blue light sword soul. ”

Looking at this scene, Shen Changhong's face was full of disbelief, although his snow sculpture sword soul was not very strong, but it was not ordinary, he didn't believe in the other party's blue light sword soul, so he scared his sword soul away.

However, the truth was no longer for him to believe it, because although his snow sculpture sword soul stopped advancing, the cold dragon soul sword came suddenly without slowing down, and with a crisp impact sound, it sounded violently from the sky, only to see the snow sculpture suddenly disappear.

And at the moment when the snow sculpture disappeared, Shen Changhong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.