The water droplets flashed on the tip of the sword, slowly flowing down the sword body, and finally came to the hilt to make contact with Cheng Ling's palm.

Cheng Ling's body was shocked, and all kinds of realizations came one after another. But he was afraid that he would hurt Genshin again, so he could only cut off that feeling. But there was still a trace of residue in his mind, and in an instant, a ray of light flashed, and his tongue fought with spring thunder, and he shouted: "Break!"

The water droplets instantly flowed back from the hilt of the sword back to the tip of the sword, and for a time the light was great, and the original colorless turned into water color in an instant, and this water spirit bead changed from time to time, sometimes there were clouds, sometimes there was rain, sometimes there was ice, sometimes snow, and sometimes it was like fog, and sometimes it was as vast as the sea.

The artistic conception of water has finally undergone a metamorphosis!

Cheng Ling opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were shrouded in a layer of mist and gradually became clear, and finally turned into two essences, looking at Ouyang Lei who continued to pounce, a sneer overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Facing Nangong Lei's sword light, the Long Ling sword in his hand stabbed out gently. In this sword light, a lake appeared, and that lake contained Ouyang Lei in it, the sky was full of thick clouds, and the gargling snowflakes fell, forming a thick layer of ice on the surface of the lake, and there seemed to be a faint fog appearing, and some raindrops were wrapped in the snowflakes.

What kind of daylight, what kind of fire, what kind of scorching heat, are all wrapped in such water.

Ouyang Lei was horrified in his heart, his body seemed to be shrouded in the lake, and his movements and true yuan operation were much slower. He tried to make another sword move, and with a sword strike, the speed was almost like a turtle crawling, and the flame on the sword was extinguished.

And the opponent's sword moves seemed to be speeding up dozens of times, and each sword made it impossible for him to resist.

Snort! Snor......t!

The sound of the long sword passing through his body came to his ears, and in less than a moment, he was hit by several swords, and in an instant, he found that his arms and thighs had disappeared, and then, he saw his own back.

When will I be able to see my back?

There is only one explanation, the head has left the body!

Before he could react, another sword passed through the back of his head, the sharp tip of the sword broke through the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were black, his consciousness was completely annihilated, and his primordial spirit was already shattered by the sword qi!

Cheng Ling knelt down suddenly, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble. Finally killed Ouyang Lei, and the sword just now released all his sublimated water artistic conceptions. But after a sword, it was as if it had been emptied, and the sword yuan and spiritual power were exhausted, and even the battle could not be done.

Fortunately, the fierce battle between him and Ouyang Lei before was amazing, and there were no monks beside the two of them. Otherwise, if you come up with a random monk, you can kill yourself.

With trembling hands, he took out the elixir from the storage ring and swallowed it. Such a simple action made me sweat profusely. The pill melted in his mouth, and after tea time, he finally regained some of his mobility, and sat down cross-legged and began to carry Zhou Tian to recover his own consumption.

Over there, Ouyang Po was already completely at a disadvantage in the face of the five Mahayana monks of the Wuxiang Sword Sect. Especially Liu Qingyan, Evil Wind, and Sword Hero, although the three of them were a small realm less than him, the sword qi sword spell they played made him tired to deal with.

The remaining two brothers, Jian Wuya and Jian Wuhai, cooperated tacitly, but they just entangled him tightly, and the more threatening killing moves were all completed by Liu Qingyan and the three of them.

Five people weave one

The killing net cannot be easily broken through from any direction. Ouyang Po gradually felt powerless, and his body was already injured in many places, and his combat power dropped significantly. At this moment, it seemed that he sensed something, and his divine sense swept over the moment when he saw Ouyang Lei's death.

Cheng Ling's appearance was also imprinted in his mind, and he was shocked in his heart, and shouted at Liu Qingyan and the others: "It turned out to be you, the remnants of the Wuxiang Sword Sect and the Famous Sword Academy." Okay, I finally know your identity, cut the grass and don't eradicate the roots, the Ouyang family is unjustly defeated today. ”

Jian Yinghao said hatefully: "Old horseman, if you have such an awareness, then you will die!"

The sword yuan in his body exploded with all his strength, and fierce sword qi shot out from all directions. The evil wind hurriedly cooperated, and a few dodges came to Ouyang Po's body, the golden phase was poured into his arms, and the scimitar suddenly increased several times, and the sword that slashed out seemed to be shredding even the void.

Snort sneer......!

Ouyang Po's body flashed, but the attacks of Jian Yinghao and Evil Wind were too intensive, and he was entangled by Jian Wuya and Jian Wuhai, and there was not much room for maneuvering, and the sword qi and sword rays hit several times in an instant, and his body fell to the ground heavily, and blood shot out like a fountain.

Liu Qingyan's eyes were like torches, and his hands pressed down fiercely, and hundreds of illusory long swords suspended in the air, like the Milky Way falling, instantly broke through all Ouyang Po's defenses and cut off his limbs.

Immediately after, the strength of Jian Yinghao and the others all entered Ouyang Po's body and wreaked havoc.

"Ah~!"

Ouyang Po screamed miserably, and these energies stirred his muscles and veins, and his bones and internal organs were completely shattered. He knew that he was finished, and at the last moment, a white smoke rushed out from the Heavenly Spirit Cave above his head, turning into a wisp of essence and flying quickly towards the sky.

Liu Qingyan waved his right hand, and several walls of fire appeared in the direction of Jingmang's escape.

"Squeak ......!"

Ouyang Po's primordial spirit was mounted on the wall of fire, emitting wisps of green smoke, and finally disappeared. But the spirit rushed through several walls of fire and disappeared into the night sky.

Jian Yinghao gasped and asked, "Is he dead?"

"The original god is annihilated, it should be dead, but I don't know what that essence is, maybe he wants to send some message out, at least our identity has been known by him. ”

Evil Wind said: "It's okay, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, since Brother Cheng plans to build a city outside the Sword Pavilion, he has the certainty of resisting other forces!"

"Well, the matter has come to this, if you think about it too much, Ouyang Po and Ouyang Lei are dead, and the remaining monks don't have to worry about it, and the Ouyang family will be completely destroyed tonight. ”

A few people agreed, and then chased and killed the monks of the Ouyang family in their respective directions.

It wasn't until a hint of fish belly white flashed in the sky that Cheng Ling slowly opened his glasses. Most of the sword yuan and spiritual power in the body have recovered, and there is no hindrance. He slowly got up and came to Ouyang Lei's corpse, and with a sweep of his sword, he put away his head and storage ring.

The divine sense swept over, and only a few scattered monks in the Ouyang family were still resisting, the total number was less than a few dozen, and the rest of the monks were either killed or fled. In short, the Ouyang family, which is famous all over the world and one of the nine major forces, is completely destroyed!

He let out a sigh of relief, and the victory was expected. However, the most valuable thing is the sublimated version of the artistic conception of the water that he comprehended, that kind of power is very powerful, just after he cracked Ouyang Lei's secret method with a single sword

Powerful sword moves.

But this kind of power consumption is too great, in the state of his heyday, he will lose all his combat effectiveness under a sword, it is simply a desperate trick, and it must not be used easily until the moment of life and death.

He didn't know what that kind of power was, only by returning to the Sword Pavilion and contemplating it, he might be able to understand the true meaning of that power, and he wouldn't consume so much sword yuan and spiritual power when he used it.

At this time, his comprehension of the Phantom Sword Star Sword Technique had reached another level. Especially the Xuanwu sword, this swordsmanship is the water system, water overcomes fire, and the swordsmanship and spells against the fire system in the future have a very strong restraint effect.

At the same time, because the artistic conception of its own water has reached its limit, it also has a considerable suppression of the swordsmanship and spells of the water system, and it can easily crack the opponent's defensive sword moves.

Although this battle was hard, he was seriously injured, and even his identity was seen through, but the harvest was gratifying. With a flash of figure, he came to the Ouyang family's treasure house, and casually sprinkled a few array flags, and the door of the treasure house slowly opened.

Entering it, his eyes circled, and there were a large number of spirit stones left in the treasure house, as well as some rare refining tools and talisman materials. As for the herbs and pills, the Ouyang family had been hiding in the clan land for several years, and they had already been exhausted.

With a wave of his right hand, he collected all those spirit stones, and looked at those cherished materials, and was about to take a big bag, but at the end of his eyes, he swept a golden tail feather.

His heart moved, he gently picked up the tail feather, looked at it carefully, and was ecstatic in his heart: "Kunpeng feather, this is actually Kunpeng's feather." ”

Kunpeng is a legendary divine beast, and its life sequence is not much worse than that of the four great divine beasts and the four great spirit beasts. In the legends of the earth, there are also records of Kunpeng.

In "Zhuangzi Wandering Away", it is said: "There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it flies angrily, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

This bird is extremely fast, reaching distances of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. And one more thing, its feathers are an excellent material for refining flying magic weapons.

Cheng Ling looked at it carefully, and compared them with the Kunpeng tail feathers recorded on the golden page in his mind. After a while, he said with some disappointment: "It's a pity that this tail feather is not finished, it seems that only two-thirds are left, as if it has been cut off." ”

With a slight movement in his mind, he searched carefully in the materials of the treasure vault, and after searching for a quarter of an hour, he still found no trace of the other third of the feathers, so he had to give up.

"Forget it, it's extremely lucky to be able to get two-thirds of the tail feathers, just enough for Zhang Hu to refine a flying magic weapon. ”

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his right hand, he put all the remaining materials into the ring, and then walked out of the treasure house.

As soon as he came out, he saw Liu Qingyan and others standing aside and asked, "What unexpected gains are there?"

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "Yes, a broken Kunpeng feather can just refine a flying magic weapon for the sect, and the rest are some spirit stones and materials." Well, is it over for you guys too?"

"It's over, the disciples are cleaning up the battlefield. In this battle, more than 100,000 Ouyang family monks were killed, except for the head of the family, Ouyang Xiong, there were also some monks who took advantage of the chaos to escape, and the rest were all annihilated!"