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Seeing that no matter how he accelerated his flight, he couldn't catch up with the speed of the Shocking Sword, the Confucian monk's expression sank, and he pulled out a strange magic decision. The aura that surged around his body suddenly restrained into his body, and a strange scream came out from his body, which was like a wolf howling or a ghost howling, and the figure of the Confucian monk immediately turned into an afterimage and disappeared from mid-air.

The next moment, the same strange scream came from above the Shocking Sword, and a green shadow came out of the void, but it was only blurry, and the shape could not be seen clearly.

Seeing this, the Thrilling Sword had already expected this, and the direction turned sharply, and suddenly there was a flip, and the direction changed, and it flew downward. I don't know what kind of secret technique the Confucian monk used, Qingying actually followed this sword closely, and he didn't fall a step.

A white palm poked out of it and slapped it downward.

"Boom"

There was a roar in the void, and a huge palm of more than twenty zhang immediately appeared under the Shocking Sword, and as soon as the palm was grasped, all directions of the Shocking Sword were blocked.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Bai Ying snorted coldly, and the sword body of the Shocking Sword reversed, Bai Ying was head down, feet up, and his ten-zhang body was firmly attached to the sword body. I saw a soft light flickering in Bai Ying's abdomen, then inhaled suddenly, lifted the soft light, and opened her mouth to spew out a cloud of white flames at the giant hand.

It is Bai Ying's natal fox flame that has been practicing hard for many years.

The white flame was several feet in size, and he rushed straight towards the giant hand below, and after Bai Ying spit out so many natal true flames, his expression was sluggish for a while, as if his vitality was seriously injured.

"Boom"

For the giant hand, this fox flame is pitiful, but it is this spark-like point of light, as soon as it touches the giant hand, it is like a spark falling into a oil pot, and it ignites in an instant, burning wildly. But the giant hand didn't seem to care about this, and continued to grab at the sword.

"Ding"

The Shocking Sword was shocked and angry, and immediately the tip of the sword shook, and a red sword qi the size of a zhang shot out, and the sword light was like lightning, and it was instantly slashed on the giant hand. The red sword qi was extremely powerful, but it only penetrated a few feet deep into the giant hand, and it failed to penetrate it.

"Hahaha, wouldn't you still resist, wouldn't it be better to let this ancestor accept you and obediently become the ancestor's right-hand man?" Seeing this, the Void Blue Shadow let out a burst of laughter, and then the attack he was preparing stopped temporarily.

Just as the Thrilling Sword was about to be grabbed by the giant hand, a red ball of light shot out from a distance and struck the giant hand with lightning speed. With just one blow, it directly shattered and dissipated the giant hand phantom strike.

"Take him away!"

A young man's voice echoed through the void, like a commanding tone. Hearing this, the Thrilling Sword trembled, as if it was resisting.

"Hmph, you little thing, you dare to resist me? Do you really think you can't go to heaven?"

As soon as this sound came out, an astonishing coercion erupted from a distance, and the killing intent rushed towards the Shocking Sword first. The sword was oppressed by this, and the sword body trembled, and immediately changed its direction and flew away somewhere.

Seeing this, Qingying screamed in his body, and the hidden void disappeared. The next moment, another scream came from the top of the Shocking Sword's head, and the green shadow immediately appeared above its head, and a coercion of the Spirit Infant Great Cultivator suddenly burst out, and it went downward.

The coercion was coming, and Bai Ying, who was an eleventh-level demon, also showed a shocked look on her face, struggling to support her. Affected by this, the Shocking Sword slowed down and trembled.

"Humph!"

A cold snort rang out, echoing through the void.

A muffled snort suddenly came from the green shadow, and there was a hint of pain in the voice, as if someone had attacked him. The coercion shrouded down suddenly loosened, and the direction of the Shocking Sword remained unchanged, and it immediately escaped from under the green shadow, only to turn into a red dot in the sky in a flash, and disappeared.

However, with a breath, Qingying returned to normal, and the screaming sound in his body began again, as if he was about to fly away again, looking for the Shocking Sword.

As soon as the red light came galloping from a distance, it was only three feet above the green shadow in an instant, and the red light flickered, revealing a handsome young man in a white robe.

"This king is here in person, and he still hasn't come out to see him?"

A young man's flirtatious voice echoed in the void, and then the buzzing sound around Qingying was loud, and a huge pressure suddenly appeared, like a big hand, pulling Qingying hard and pulling it out of it.

Qingying had just been pulled out of the void by the huge force, and his body was unstable, so he immediately stepped back a few steps in the void, and looked at the white-robed young man in front of him, with an incredible look.

"Fu has been doing things for half a life, and since his achievements have advanced now, no one has been able to do such a thing to me. Taoist friends are amazing, unknown, and please give advice. The middle-aged man in the Confucian robe looked down, regained his composure, and carefully looked at the handsome young man in front of him, as if he was looking for the details of this person.

"Didn't I just say that, this king? You can call me Lao Wang, Xiao Wang, it's all up to you. Actually, I don't bother to care what you want to do when you come to the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but you shouldn't touch that person, since you have murderous intentions against him, then don't blame this king for being unkind. The white-robed young man smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the person opposite with a frosty mask.

The Confucian robe's divine sense swept away the white-robed young man, and found that he only had the cultivation of the middle stage of the spirit infant, and immediately laughed.

"Ha, junior, your cultivation is only in the middle stage of the spirit infant, do you really think that no one in the world can cure you in this world?

The white-robed young man looked indifferent, and said: "Oh? Yes, it seems that you are just a person who sits in a well and watches the sky! How do you know that if you have a low realm, you can't kill a high realm? I'll give you a chance, I won't dodge or dodge, if you can hurt my body, I'll let you go." If you can't defeat it, then stand still and take the king's blow. How?"

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, since you are bold and reckless, then take a shot from the ancestor's Xuantian Mirror!" The Confucian monk was suddenly humiliated when he heard this, snorted coldly, and opened his mouth to drink.

As soon as the words fell, the white mirror under his feet rotated, floating in the air, and just a flash came to the top of the white-robed young man's head, and the young man just smiled coldly at this, stopped in place and did not move, but really did not dodge or dodge.

The Confucian monk pinched with both hands, the spiritual power in his body was agitated, and the high blank mirror began to rotate, and the white light on the mirror was released, and it went down. The white-robed young man was hit by the white light, and his body sank slightly, but he still stopped in mid-air and remained motionless.

The Confucian monk was shocked when he saw this, and then urged the secret technique to strengthen the power of the white mirror, and a coercion far exceeding the previous battle emanated from it, but the figure of the white-robed young man was not affected in the slightest, and he still looked extremely relaxed.

The Confucian monk could no longer hide the shock in his heart, and as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, he wanted to spurt out the essence blood, urging the essence in his body and enhancing the power of the white mirror. Seeing this, the white-robed young man sneered, and raised his hand casually, and a red light struck upward.

I only heard the sound of "Bang La", this red light didn't know what it was, but it went up retrograde against the power of white light, directly pierced through the mirror, and destroyed the white mirror.

"My Xuantian Mirror!"

The Confucian robe monk's divine consciousness sea tingled, and the spiritual power rushing in his body was disordered for a while, and he opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood, and his breath weakened by two points.

This treasure is the natal magic weapon of the Confucian monk, and it has been blessed and advanced by him twice, and it is already indestructible, even if it receives the full force of the monk of the same level, it will only damage some spirituality, and it is absolutely impossible to destroy it. And the white-robed young man in front of him could easily destroy it with a flick of his hand, which showed that this supernatural power was far above his revealed cultivation!

"Don't fight hard with this person, go!"

As soon as he thought of this, the Confucian monk was about to fly away from here.

But at this time, a terrifying coercion that even he couldn't resist suddenly descended on this world, and a huge force directly dispersed the light on the Confucian monk's body, and restrained him in mid-air, unable to move.

"Didn't I say it, if you can't hurt this king, then you must take the king's blow, if you are lucky enough not to die, then I will not punish again. ”

The white-robed young man smiled coldly, his right hand was pointed at each other, and he slowly raised it, his fingertips flashing with a faint red light, which looked inconspicuous. However, as soon as the Confucian monk swept away the red light, he immediately felt the huge spiritual pressure in it, and the degree of spiritual energy in it was far greater than he imagined, and it seemed that it should not be a thing that existed in this realm.

"This is the Yuan Qi! How is it possible! There should be no Yuan Qi in this world, who are you?"

The Confucian-robed monk finally sensed the difference in the young man in front of him, and repeatedly urged the secret art to escape from this place, but all failed. Not to mention the secret arts, even the spirit baby born from the aura of heaven and earth is unable to move at this moment, and all his supernatural powers are forbidden and cannot be used.

"Didn't I say that you sat in the well and watched the sky, and really thought that Lingchuan was the apex of the human world? Hehe, ignorance to a realm like yours is also a kind of sadness, remember in the next life, don't patronize cultivation and seize power, but also go out for a walk. ”

The white-robed young man mocked, and then with a wave of his sword finger, a red light shot out, directly piercing through the body of the young man in the Confucian robe, scattering the spirit infant primordial spirit in his body, and shooting downward.

"Boom!"

A fierce fire flashed below, and a small mountain peak was extinguished in the firelight, revealing a huge circular crater the size of a hundred zhang, about three zhang deep! The whole ground shook several times, and the power was amazing.