Banxiazi looked back with some surprise and found that Li Nanshan was already awake, although his appearance was still a little embarrassed, but his breath was calm, and the miserable injury was no longer a big problem.

Although the Hundred Flowers Withered Green Pill is the most respected healing elixir in the cultivation world, this kind of immediate curative effect is the first time Banxiazi has encountered it, and she can't help but care: "Little friend... Your injuries?"

Bai Yang under the ring, his face was calm, and he suddenly said righteously: "Senior Brother Li, you have done enough for this sect!"

"You are seriously injured, don't be reluctant, the last one, let the other disciples come!"

Many of the outer disciples of the Baicao Sect also began to euphemistically echo and persuade each other, and Wen Caiwei glanced at Bai Yang in surprise, because it was not like what Bai Yang, who was usually silent, said.

Facing Wen Caiwei's surprised gaze, Bai Yang's body suddenly trembled, and his expression was a little evasive.

"Thank you seniors for giving Dan, thank you for your concern!"

After Li Nanshan felt his own recovery, he stood up, waved his big hand, changed into clean clothes, and then bowed his hand to Banxiazi, and smiled at everyone in the audience, and said confidently:

"Seniors, everyone, this Dan is mysterious, most of the injuries under him have been healed, and it won't have much impact!"

Banxiazi looked at Li Nanshan carefully, and her keen sense detected that the recovery of his body was indeed far beyond her estimate.

After thinking for a while, Banxiazi instructed: "That's it, Li Nanshan, the disciple they sent in the last game is definitely still the Tianjiao of the sect!"

"If you are defeated, don't be reluctant to avoid being injured again and hurting the foundation!"

Li Nanshan bowed her head and said yes, Banxiazi was no longer entangled, and stepped off the stage in one step, she looked at the people of Taishang Qingtianmen from a distance, and the cold light in her eyes flashed.

Li Nanshan's injury, in this short period of time, has recovered fifty percent, and the power of divine consciousness is faintly a little stronger, he secretly estimated that the reason why this is the case, except for the Hundred Flowers Withered Green Pill, all of this is because of the foundation of the heavenly products!

The strong recovery ability far exceeds the continuous combat ability of the mortal and earthly foundation building monks, which are all the benefits of the heavenly foundation building, and Li Nanshan's divine consciousness power has reached the limit of the foundation building monks in the early stage of foundation building!

The invincible saying of the crushing of the foundation of the heavenly product is by no means a lie, the ordinary monk of the Great Perfection of the foundation of the ordinary and the earthly product, Li Nanshan, who is now in his heyday, is not difficult to win!

Only a sect like Yu Fang has the qualifications to fight Li Nanshan head-on, his current cultivation, with the upper hand thunder sword technique, although it is difficult to defeat Yu Fang, but compared to it, it is also difficult to distinguish.

But if Li Nanshan sacrifices the treasure kitchen knife, if there are no other accidents, all the monks in the foundation building period only need one knife to kill!

If Li Nanshan cultivates two perfect silver-white sword pills and cultivates to reach the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, then even if he doesn't have a kitchen knife, he can sweep through the foundation building realm, and it is difficult to have an opponent, this is the terrible thing about Tianpin foundation building!

"Even if it is a hundred flowers withered green pill, it is impossible to recover so quickly, this junior ......" Jingxuzi squinted, looked at Li Nanshan who was standing on the stage with his eyes closed, stroked his beard and secretly pondered, and after a while, he said expressionlessly: "Fengxu, the last one, you go!"

Among the many disciples of the Taishang Qingtian Sect, the only female cultivator took a step forward, volleyed into the air, and landed on the ring.

An imperceptible look flashed in the eyes of the pure void son, and he secretly said in his heart: "You kid dare to do a good thing to the old man, then let you dogs eat dogs!"

In the ring, Li Nanshan looked at the young woman not far away, slender and thin, long hair fluttering, extremely beautiful face, pale complexion, and cold expression, in a trance, as if he saw the long-lost master, he couldn't help but smile, hugged his fists and said: "This girl, please let me breathe for a while!"

After that, Li Nanshan didn't wait for Feng Su to respond, he directly took out a few second-grade spirit pills, swallowed them in one gulp, and then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and spit out.

Feng Su quietly looked at Li Nanshan, who was completely unguarded, and did not make a move, her expression became very complicated, and her eyes were extremely empty.

A stick of incense passed in a flash.

Li Nanshan's injuries had recovered nearly eighty percent, he opened his eyes, stood up, and hugged his fists again: "Girl, please advise!"

Offstage, Zhou Ling stared intently at the two people who were standing opposite each other, his eyes were fiery and interested, and he muttered to himself: "These two people are completely the same kind of people...... I don't know if she can beat this fierce guy!"

On the stage, Feng Su didn't say a word, raised her hand to be a little empty, and suddenly, a wave of cultivation fluctuations in the late stage of the foundation building of the earth product scattered, and a small flying sword with a purple body flashed out of her storage bag and went straight to Li Nanshan.

Li Nanshan was not in a hurry, raised his hand and pointed at it, and the silver light flying sword flashed out, and in an instant, it was connected with the purple flying sword, and the two Supreme Treasure flying swords slashed each other, making a burst of clanging sounds, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

But in an instant, the two were already fighting, and a strange light flashed in Li Nanshan's eyes, and he found that this young woman was actually a sword cultivator!

When the two flying swords collided, Li Nanshan waved his sleeves, and suddenly, one hundred and twenty-eight crystal light flying swords plus blood-red flying swords flew out, a total of one hundred and thirty flying swords, reaching the limit of what he could control at present!

Li Nanshan pinched his hands with both hands, and a little in the air, all the flying swords trembled violently, and there was a buzzing sound, and then he slashed straight towards the wind.

The sword shadow that covers the sky and the sun, this shocking scene is reproduced, and there are faint bursts of inhaling sound from the Qingtianmen under the stage.

"This amount... Hundreds of them again! This Li Nanshan ...... How many flying swords does he have!"

"Uncle his! These flying swords glowing with crystalline light, each one of them is a good baby!"

"Fuck it! The disciples of Baicaomen, all of them are fat and oily!"

"This guy looks a little like a monk of the Hundred Herbs, haven't you noticed it yet... I see that he looks like ...... Disciple of Fenghua Sect!"

In the face of hundreds of crystals that covered the sky and the sun, the wind was in danger, and the jade technique changed, and the purple flying sword purple light in mid-air was sheng, and hundreds of purple sword shadows were born in an instant, fighting with the slashed crystal light flying sword.

In the ring, for a while, the crystals were overflowing, the purple light was monstrous, the huge spiritual power fluctuations were thrilling, and the sound of bursts of gold and stone hitting each other was endless.

Li Nanshan and Feng Su stood silently, both of their hands were waving non-stop, and under the empty dots of their fingers, purple streamers collided with each other with crystal lights, this shocking and dazzling scene was dizzying!

The battle between the sword cultivators is pleasing to the eye, but it is full of dangers and killing intent.

In the fighting method, Li Nanshan skillfully controlled a crystal light flying sword to fight, and became more and more handy.

Feng Su's personal strength is very strong, and Li Nanshan should be in five or five, and the two of them can't tell the winner for a while. On the contrary, this is cheaper for Li Nanshan, and he is using this to quickly accumulate combat experience, which is also one of the reasons why he took the initiative to help Baicaomen.

Suddenly, the magic trick in Feng Su's hand changed, and hundreds of purple sword shadows merged into one in an instant, and on the small purple flying sword, a purple qi sword shadow that was a hundred zhang long was suddenly born, and the purple light on it was extremely rich, exuding a dangerous aura that made people's hearts tremble.

"It's ......"

Li Nanshan was stunned, and the magic trick in his hand also changed, and in an instant, one hundred and thirty flying swords seemed to be combined into one, and a hundred-zhang long giant sword phantom suddenly appeared on the silver light flying sword, emitting a terrifying cold light sword light.

The tricks of the two, except for the subtle differences, are exactly the same!

Two shocking sword rays, with a monstrous momentum, shook the sky, suddenly collided, and there was a deafening roar, and the majestic spiritual power fluctuated in all directions.

The disciples watching the battle on both sides watched with relish, but the sword was gone, and after the aftermath, Li Nanshan stopped shooting, he raised his hand and beckoned all the flying swords, his eyes were bright, and he asked: "Girl, you are obviously a disciple of the Taishang Qingtianmen, why do you practice this Wind and Thunder Sword Technique?"

When Jingxuzi heard this, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his expression was playful, as if he had expected this scene for a long time.

The pale face was slightly ruddy due to the fighting method, she looked at Li Nanshan silently, her expression was sad, and a trace of sadness flashed in her bright eyes.

Seeing that Feng Hua also stopped, Jing Xuzi immediately scolded loudly: "Feng Xu, you are now a disciple of my Taishang Qingtian Sect, kill the remnants of Fenghua Sect, the name is justified, don't do it quickly!"

When Li Nanshan heard this, his heart suddenly chuckled, his eyes showed a cold light, and after glancing at the Pure Void Son, he opened his mouth and asked: "Wind girl, since you have cultivated the Wind Thunder Sword Technique, you were once a disciple of the Fenghua Sect, why did you worship the Taishang Qingtian Gate again, and now you want to be my enemy!"

"You don't know?" Feng Su's face was sad, his eyes were complex, and a sad smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said bitterly: "Then you don't ask." ”

"The wind..."

Li Nanshan wanted to speak again, but Feng Su shook his head, and directly shot with all his strength, pinching the trick a little in the air, and the purple flying sword hanging above her heavenly spirit slowly rose into the air, and at the same time, it expanded rapidly.

However, in an instant, this small purple flying sword turned into a purple stegosaurus that covered the sky and the sun, let out a deafening roar, and with the momentum of crushing everything, it went straight to Li Nanshan.