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The cold sword light cut through the void, and the killing aura emanating from the Absolute Immortal Sword actually forced away the sword filaments that were free in the void.

The butterfly flew in the void, as if it was disturbed, and flew forward with all its might, but compared to the sword light, the butterfly's flying speed was extremely slow, only for a moment, only a thought, only at the moment when the sword light appeared, the butterfly had been cut in half by the sword light, and the wings were fanning, but they fell into the air, but only half of it fell into a cloud of smoke.

Ye Qingxue stood on the highest platform at the highest point of this Lingxiao Treasure Hall and suddenly laughed, the long sword in his hand hung down, and his body fell towards the golden chair behind him. The moment she pointed at the head of the person she pointed at with her sword, a butterfly appeared the moment she fell, and a three-foot sword light shone on the butterfly's body and fell towards the back of the person's head, the man snorted angrily, and the back of his head suddenly turned into a face, and he opened his mouth to swallow the butterfly with the sword light.

The butterfly seemed to be a little afraid, the sword light raised, the butterfly wings flapped, but disappeared in the sword light. Before Ye Qingxue's body fell to the sitting seat and fell on the chair, a butterfly appeared beside her, and the butterfly suddenly appeared from the void, the sword light flashed, turned into a human, and leaned over to support Ye Qingxue's shoulder.

Ye Qingxue was already so weak in an instant, something Chen Jing had never seen before, and the breath of life was like a gossamer. Chen Jing hurriedly waved his hand, and a sword light covered Ye Qingxue. However, this sword light could not take a protective effect here, it was just Chen Jing's mental effect.

Just now, Ye Qingxue's body has been shining with electricity. Blocking those sword spells, but it looks like it's partially blocked, but it's still taking damage.

Sword Butterfly would not be harmed by the infinite sword curse, but it could not protect Ye Qingxue, just like he himself could not protect himself with sword light.

At the moment when Chen Jing manifested Ye Qingxue, Ye Xue suddenly said, "Don't let me leave this seat." After finishing speaking, he had already closed his eyes, and his breath quickly dimmed, and in just a moment, Chen Jing could no longer feel any breath on Ye Qingxue's body. However, she was still holding a sword in her hand that Chen Jing had never seen, it was not the Qingxin Demon Sword inherited from Qianluo, and Chen Jing saw the word "Emperor" on it.

In front of the hall, Li Chen walked over step by step with the Peerless Immortal Sword in his hand. That year, since she and Yan Luoniang fought a battle in the full moon and the sky, she has practiced at the top of Luofu and has not appeared in heaven and earth until now, as soon as she appeared today, it was like stepping into the way of the sword, and the breath on her body had been fused with the peerless immortal sword, and in the previous sword, the only breath that Chen Jing had felt from her body was cold.

She approached step by step, and there was a faint sword on her body, and only a few of this sword silk could invade her body.

This is all because of the Absolute Immortal Sword, and the innate sword weapon is not comparable to ordinary spirit treasures.

When she came to the center of the temple, she did not come again.

"How can anyone sit in this position?"

The person who spoke was the former head of Luofu, Zhaoxian Zhenren, he was still the body of the primordial god, and there seemed to be no problem in this Lingxiao Treasure Hall full of sword spells. Before Chen Jing got up or said anything, Zhaoxian, who was standing not far away, had already grabbed it with one hand. His every move had already become a law, and in a moment of grabbing, his body was rising in the void, and before his hand could catch Chen Jing, his person had already risen to the height of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace. His eyes were like electricity, and the yin and yang rays of light on his hand were entangled.

Between this palm, not only did he have to catch Chen Jing, but he also seemed to have to grab Ye Qingxue a little.

Chen Jing had no way back, let alone dodge. If it was him, he would definitely avoid it at this time, but at this time he couldn't, there was Ye Qingxue behind him, if he avoided it, then Ye Qingxue would be finished.

I saw that Chen Jing's body was under the cover of a palm, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared silently, he didn't hear any curse, only saw that his mouth had not yet closed, and his whole body flashed with dazzling light to meet the palm, and his body also disappeared in the light, only to see a butterfly flying towards the palm that collapsed that day.

The sword groaned at the moment of the light, and the sword groaned coldly.

The sword in Lichen's hand in the center of the hall tightened, and the light in her eyes became even brighter, as if there was a sword slashing. With her current realm, she actually felt that there were some indescribable things in Chen Jing's sword compared to before, no matter how clever Chen Jing's swordsmanship spells were in the past, they were still in her cognition, however, this time there was some mysterious taste.

The sword light rushed directly into the yin and yang vortex in the center of the palm, which was the most dangerous and prosperous place. The sword light was originally rushed upside down and covered in pieces, but the closer it was to the palm, it quickly shrank away, as if there was endless suction in the yin and yang vortex of the palm, and the sword light was captured.

The sword light on the butterfly's body flashed, as if she was about to struggle away, only to see the yin and yang light on the huge palm, and the butterfly flashed and disappeared, but appeared in the palm of her hand.

Chen Jingzi didn't know what kind of spell this was, but Lichen knew that this was Luofu's swordsman. Luofu is famous for his swordsmanship, but few people know that Luofu also has a swordsman whose name is very ordinary, but in fact it is one of Luofu's most profound spells.

It's just that when Zhaoxian Zhenren's swordsman appeared, Lichen couldn't help frowning.

"Hehe, what a sword spirit incarnation, it's really a good thing." Zhao Xian Zhenren said with a sneer, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

At this moment, Zhao Xianzhen's palm suddenly shone with a cloud of sword light, and his palm dissipated in that cloud of sword light. The sword light burst out, covering the body of Zhaoxian Zhenren. Like a flame, it seemed to devour the true body of the Zhaoxian Mortal.

In the sword light, a butterfly flew directly towards the eyes of Zhaoxian Zhenren, and the sword light on the butterfly body was as solid as a sword.

The sound of the sword groaning circulated in the void, as if it had pulled the sword filaments that were free in the void.

"Hmph."

Zhao Xianzhen snorted angrily, and waved the robe in his other hand in front of him, as if the robe was on fire, and he used his other hand to extinguish it. Chen Jing only felt that a huge force was born out of thin air, surging like a mountain and a sea.

I saw that the butterfly's body suddenly stopped, and then I saw that the butterfly seemed to be unable to stand the wind blowing, and it was blown straight to the ground and fell.

The butterfly wings flapped, the sword groaned and swished, and the sword light cut the void vertically and horizontally, just when the butterfly walked with the sword light and was about to fly away from the front of Zhao Xianzhen, Zhao Xianzhen would suddenly shout a Xuanyin spell in his mouth, and the words were as thick as a mountain.

With his shout, Chen Jing only felt that a huge mountain was pressed down, his body sank, and his body involuntarily fell to the ground.

There are many kinds of sword tricks, this is exactly a kind of sword trick in Luofu, this kind of sword trick is taken as thick as a mountain, and now it is used by the former Luofu Palm Sect Zhao Xianzhen to make it out of the gods, out of the category of sword tricks, and has reached a state of the whole body.

The butterfly's wings flapped vigorously, and the sword light shone out with the wings, but I only saw that the butterfly was still falling to the ground, and the sword chant at this moment was like a butterfly's wail before death.