153 The Battle of the Three Factions (1)
A few days later, Xu Wen's injuries had all healed, but he had no intention of leaving the bottom of the hot spring.
He also put aside his cultivation for the time being, and concentrated on observing the sword qi prohibition around him.
Although the nameless Jin Dan is dead, his sword qi ban is as solid as a rock, and there is no intention of disintegrating.
Based on the changes in the past few days, Xu Wen roughly speculated that if there was no external interference, this ban would last for at least a year.
The power of a sword, so strong that it is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
When Zhang Andao arranged the mountains and rivers of Jiuding Town, the mana was a net, which was somewhat similar to the trick of the nameless Jindan, but it was far less fine and rigorous.
Moreover, Zhang Andao cast the spell very quickly, and Xu Wen just watched the excitement.
In addition to appreciating the style of Jindan real people, the mystery is completely unknown.
The sword qi ban of the nameless Jin Dan was clearly visible, and every sword qi, every talisman, and every prohibition were displayed in front of Xu Wen without concealment.
It's like a conscientious teacher who has solidified the most subtle moves in time for him to refer to without limit
With Xu Wen's current knowledge and cultivation, he can't guess the differences in many places, and he doesn't seek to understand.
As long as there is an impression that the cultivation is high in the future, it is very likely that some subtleties will suddenly be penetrated.
If it weren't for Fu Lingwen's inability to capture it with ordinary photographic techniques, he would have recorded every corner of this place into a few trillion images, observing them day and night.
Ten days later, Xu Wen was staring at a certain sword qi prohibition intently, but the earth suddenly trembled.
Being hundreds of meters underground, the vibration was not very obvious, but the rocks above the hot spring began to peel off continuously, constantly smashing on the sword qi prohibition.
I thought it was just a simple earthquake, but after a few breaths, the shaking did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger, and the rocks and dirt that rolled down blocked the view.
If you don't leave, you'll probably be buried alive under the hot springs.
After making up his mind, he no longer hesitated, and with a touch of two fingers, the green scale sword suddenly popped out, and it was lightly touched in the four places where the sword qi was prohibited.
The sword qi prohibition collapsed suddenly, and without waiting for the hot spring to return, Xu Wen let out a long roar, and his body and sword merged and rushed straight to the hot spring.
Dao Dao sword qi surrounded him, and the scorching heat of the hot spring was all separated, and after a few breaths, there was a sound of water, and he flew out of the hot spring.
Before he could stand firm, a strong wave rushed from a distance, directly pulling him out dozens of meters.
The next moment, the ground shook three times in a row, forcing him to jump in the air to avoid the shock.
"Come to me quickly, be careful of the wolf cubs of the Four Holy Mountains and Liuyun Valley!"
Li Xiuning's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Xu Wen's heart suddenly froze.
Before, he was worried that someone would not let Zhiyuanmen build a city easily, and sure enough, these two forces really came to the door
Driving the invisible cloak, he rushed quickly in the direction of Li Xiuning.
After only a few volcanoes, there were violent fluctuations in the distance, Li Xiuning's jasper quiver was hanging high in the air, and the rain of arrows flew out one after another, fighting viciously with the two monks.
One of them was dressed in a white robe, obviously a human monk, and the other Xu Wen was very familiar, it turned out to be the Golden Eagle Demon Cultivator Diao Baigui who had met last time.
With one enemy and two enemies, Li Xiuning is not afraid at all.
He stepped on a small bronze tripod, and the mouth of the tripod spewed out a blue light from the surroundings.
Allowed by spells and magic weapons, Qingguang remained unmoved.
"Huang Jiangong, since you're here, don't go!"
After a few moves, he suddenly pointed at the white-robed monk, and Xiao Ding's blue light skyrocketed, turning into a big cyan hand, and grabbed the other party.
The cyan hand was extremely powerful, and Huang Jiangong was immediately pinched to the point that his face was as red as blood.
Diao Baigui attacked desperately, trying to rescue Huang Jiangong, but was blocked by the jasper quiver.
The next moment, four golden rainbow rune swords suddenly appeared below, merging into one in the air and slashing at the cyan big hand.
With this help, Huang Jian Gong shouted angrily, and a scimitar in his hand slashed hundreds of times like a whirlwind, and finally split the big cyan hand.
"Let's go!"
With a shout, he waved his hand violently, rolled up the four disciples in yellow robes, and fled to the side without looking back, giving up attacking the Jiuding Mountains and Rivers Great Array.
And the direction in which he fled happened to pass above Xu Wen.
Li Xiuning snorted coldly, raised his foot and stepped on it heavily, more blue light poured out, and the big cyan hand quickly recovered as before.
Then he turned his palm into a fist, and punched out with a fierce punch, and escaped in the middle.
In the screams, Huang Jiangong was beaten and spurted blood, and suddenly couldn't stand the light and fell to the ground.
The four men were scattered in all directions, falling to the ground like a scale.
Li Xiuning secretly sighed, this punch seemed fierce, but it did not have the effect of a final blow, and the other party was injured but did not die.
Both of these people have higher mana than him, and even with the help of the power of the formation, they still can't really leave the enemy.
In fact, Huang Jiangong landed on the ground quickly, although the blood was still spurting wildly, he raised his hand and waved it continuously, and the Dao Dao Feather Falling Technique flew out and fell on the four disciples.
Diao Baigui also attacked Li Xiuning desperately, not allowing him to have a chance to shoot again.
"Li Xiuning, you turtle grandson, let me see you elsewhere, I must have skinned you alive!"
While scolding, Huang Jiangong shot again, and cast four more feather falling techniques, which were added to the disciples whose spell effects were close to them.
The next moment, there was a sudden alarm bell in his heart, and he hurriedly turned to the side.
The cyan sword light suddenly appeared, slashing past his original position, and the sharp sword qi cut through the protective qi, causing many goosebumps to appear on his neck.
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and was about to drive the Leng Yue Knife to kill this junior who dared to sneak attack him, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in the dantian.
The cyan long sword that was supposed to pierce the air suddenly flashed a distance, ghostly piercing into his dantian.
Xu Wen didn't want to get involved in this battle at all, the other party was a master of the foundation, and even if he was embarrassed, he could easily pinch himself to death.
Therefore, even if Huang Jian was just by his side and was doing his best to save his disciples, he did not move, and urged the invisible cloak with all his strength to make himself a little transparent.
But as if he felt the killing intent in his heart, the Green Scale Sword didn't need to be touched by him, and it automatically attacked.
Exposing one's body at such a close distance from a foundation-building enemy is bound to die if you can't win quickly.
He immediately spared no mana, and urged the Blue Scale Sword with all his strength to perform the Instant Sword Technique.
The reality surprised him and hit him with one blow.
However, he was not carried away by the victory, looking at Huang Jiangong with his eyes prominent, he only felt that his hair stood on end, and he did not hesitate to abandon his sword and retreat.
"No ......"
With a wail, Huang Jiangong looked at the Green Scale Sword in disbelief, and then tried to stare at Xu Wen, who was constantly retreating.
He couldn't believe that he would die here, at the hands of a junior Qi refining junior.
But the fast-paced mana told him that his life was counting down.
"Die!"
Staring at Xu Wen, he roared angrily, and the last mana spurted out, and dozens of sword lights rolled straight to Xu Wen.
(End of chapter)