Chapter 414: Murong Ziying's Challenge

"Elder Taishang?"

Looking at the Xuantian Machine, which was as big as herself, Murong Ziying took a deep breath, with an incredible look on her face, unable to believe it.

The young person on the other side is really, the Elder Taishang of the Qionghua Sect? The existence of the same generation as the previous head of the Taiqing Zhenren? But this Supreme Elder actually looks so young, could it be that he has really become an immortal? Murong Ziying's heart turned upside down......

And most importantly, does the Qionghua faction have such a supreme elder?

However, he had never heard of it before......

However, what a stupid thing it is to imitate the Supreme Elder of the Qionghua Sect, as long as you ask the head of the sect, or a few elders, you can know whether what the person in front of you said is true.

Murong Ziying thought for a while, bowed slightly, and saluted, "Murong Ziying, meet Elder Taishang!"

It seems that he chose to believe in Xuantian for the time being.

"Well, yes, yes, you doll knows how to be polite. Okay, I'll go back to the Qionghua faction for a while in the near future, but don't tell Shu Yao about this news yet, I have to surprise her. Xuantianji continued.

Murong Ziying said respectfully again, "Yes, Elder Taishang!"

"Alright, let's go. Xuantian Ji flicked his sleeves, and Elder Taishang was full of momentum.

He himself has been an emperor and head of the family for many years, and the momentum of Elder Taishang is naturally not difficult to imitate.

Han Lingsha's brain on the side has been confused, it turns out that Brother Xuan is not only related to the Qionghua faction, but also a high-powered elder Taishang!

Murong Ziying, who was opposite, raised his head and said "yes". However, he did not leave. Looking at the Xuantian machine on the other side. He seemed to hesitate for a long time before making up his mind, and said, "Elder." Ziying has a reluctant request, and I hope the elder will agree!"

"Well, what's the matter, tell me about it?" Xuantianji's face remained unchanged, with an amiable expression.

"Murong Ziying, please fight with the elders!"

In Murong Ziying's tone, there was still a respect for his elders, but in his deepest eyes, there was a trace of distrust. Although it was hidden deeply, it was still discovered by Xuantianji.

Xuantian looked at it. I saw Murong Ziying at this moment, and her whole body was full of fighting spirit. In the sword box behind him, there was a sword roar, one after another, buzzing sound, full of battle intent!

"Interesting!" Xuan Tianji stared at Murong Ziying, and the essence in his eyes skyrocketed.

Suddenly, an incomparably violent pressure swept away, and Murong Ziying's whole person retreated dozens of steps one after another. He almost fell! It was as if an incomparably sharp sword pierced his chest.

"Smack!"

Murong Ziying stepped on a withered branch, and her steps were crooked, almost softening.

Overwhelming power. So that every muscle, every inch of bones, and even nerves in his body instinctively reacted most appropriately: escape!

This is. The overwhelming power that surpasses everything is just a glance!

"How. Do you want to challenge it now?"

Xuantian Ji looked at Murong Ziying on the opposite side and said lightly.

For true immortals. With Murong Ziying's strength, Xuantian Ji didn't even have the interest to make a move, but in order to make Murong Ziying believe what he said, he had to loosen his bones and reluctantly use one percent of his strength.

Murong Ziying, who was on the other side, paused, adjusted his breath, raised his head, and said with a firm face: "Fight!"

A spiritual power surged out, and the sword box behind Murong Ziying suddenly exploded, and a bright sword flew into the air.

The sword light flows, and the sword aura is domineering.

Before touching the human body, it can make people feel the sharp edge in it. Although it is not as good as Xi and Wangshu, it is not much worse, it is a god in the sword!

Ziying on the opposite side held the long sword in his hand, his eyes contained respect, and said: "The name of the sword is 'Tianzhu', Ziying is not talented, I want to ask Elder Taishang for advice!"

"Tianzhu, interesting name!" Xuantian Ji looked at the sharp sword in Murong Ziying's hand with interest, his face was indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Even Wangshu Sword can't hurt him in the slightest, what can a Heavenly Sword do to him?

What Xuan Tianji is interested in is the name "Tianzhu".

He has the "Zhu Xian" sword obtained from the Zhuxian world, and he also has the "Killing God" sword snatched from the hands of Bai Qi, the killing god, and now, he has heard a "Heavenly Punishment" sword.

Heavenly punishment, heavenly punishment, is it the meaning of doing the right thing for heaven, but unfortunately, in the original book, it was the Qionghua faction who was punished by heaven, which is really a great irony......

Xuan Tianji's non-speech seemed to represent acquiescence, and sword qi continued to emerge from Murong Ziying's body and poured into the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword.

One after another fierce light shone brightly, and the trees around Murong Ziying whirred, and the leaves withered, all slaughtered. The powerful sword qi, under the blessing of this divine sword, was terrifying!

Han Lingsha, who was beside Xuantianji, pulled Xuantianji's arm a little nervously.

Is this the Sword Immortal, it's terrifying!

In the grass in the distance, two more Qionghua sect disciples were approaching, and today, it seemed to be a good season for the Qionghua sect disciples to gather.

And Murong Ziying didn't care about all this, just quietly looked at Xuantian Ji, and was on guard. He wanted to see what kind of ability this Supreme Elder suddenly appeared?

Murong Ziying stared at every movement of Xuantian Ji, and didn't even dare to breathe a little heavier, for fear of being seized......

"Yes, it's a bit of a look! I'm going to do it...... It's over!" Xuan Tianji smiled, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment-

"Bell ......"

A chirp.

Fists communicate with sword blades.

Murong Ziying couldn't even understand how she retreated!

It was as if the body no longer belonged to itself, and it was rapidly falling backwards, unable to change no matter how hard it tried. The powerful force spread from the sword body to the whole body, the bones creaked, and the pain spread to every corner of the body. The trees on both sides were passing at a rapid speed, so fast that Murong Ziying couldn't even see the specific trees. There is only a patch of verdant green, which covers the eyes.

The only one that hinted at Murong Ziying's reasons for everything. It's a Xuantian machine that stands in place.

Xuantian Ji's fist still maintained a state of attack. It's as if he's just thrown a punch.

"Is it Elder Taishang?"

Murong Ziying was shocked in her heart. It just feels incredible.

With the punch just now, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, that is to say, Elder Taishang blasted out this punch with pure physical strength!

Fantastic!

The power of the physical body alone is too fast for him to capture!

If you can't catch it, how can you still fight!

At the moment when Murong Ziying was distracted, the Xuantian machine on the opposite side disappeared again.

Murong Ziying's heart instantly rose to her throat!

"Where? Left, right, no-" Murong Ziying suddenly saw Tianzhu's sword body.

With the help of the shadow illuminated by the shiny sword body, Murong Ziying saw Xuantian Ji standing behind him, leisurely behind him, retreating at the same speed, but he was not in a hurry to punch.

Such a teenager, if he is not careful, he is killed with a punch, and some are not good.

After all, Xuan Tianji still admires Murong Ziying in the original book.

So. He could only precisely control his strength and teach the boy a lesson, not destroy him.

Murong Ziying didn't know Xuantian Ji's thoughts, and held her breath and concentrated. Engrossed, a body of spiritual power continued to condense towards the sword in his hand.

The heavens seem to be real and illusory, and the lights are shining. This is all the strength of Murong Ziying.

Almost out of control of the body, under full force. I can finally move a little bit.

"It's like a sword!"

Murong Ziying made a quick move, and a ray of light bloomed on the sword. Majestic sword qi. Like a towering sword, it swept towards the Xuantian Machine.

The fierce killing moves, not only have the ferocity of ordinary attack immortals, but also have an ethereal and illusory, unpredictable feeling, this is the signature swordsmanship of the Qionghua faction!

The trees fell, the soil on the surface surged towards the sky, and the wind howled, and Murong Ziying's move to exhaust all the strength of his body was so great that it could be felt at the foot of the entire mountain!

However, Xuantianji has always been unhurried.

Nodding slightly, Xuantianji's expression was calm, and he rarely said a word of praise: "Reluctantly." However, the sword move is missing...... A little overbearing, it's not enough!"

As he spoke, Xuantian Ji stretched out a finger.

Obviously, the sword qi on the opposite side was very fast, but the Xuantian machine's movements were very slow.

But as if the two staggered time and space, Xuantian Ji's extremely slow fingers actually blocked Murong Ziying's sword qi before the sword qi reached his body.

One finger comes slowly.

Murong Ziying instantly found that a huge sense of depression came over her. It's as if this one finger encompasses the whole world!

One after another spiritual power gathered at Xuantian Ji's fingertips, instantly becoming fierce and agitated, and the violent energy resisted Murong Ziying's killing moves, which was easy. And then, keep moving forward-

An unbelievable scene happened.

In Murong Ziying's opinion, this heavenly sword, which can even be said to be a "divine sword", squeaked under the finger of Xuantian Ji, and then came out of his hand and flew ten miles away.

"Boom--"

There was a loud bang.

Murong Ziying's whole body flew out upside down and fell to the ground.

"How...... How can it be...... cough, cough, cough!"

Murong Ziying coughed while looking at the Heavenly Sword several miles away, shocked.

In his heart, he could no longer doubt the Xuantian Machine.

You must know that under this finger, the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword could have turned directly into powder, but it was only knocked away.

Obviously, Elder Taishang was merciful......

Looking at the Taishang Elder in the distance, whose face was not red and breathless, Murong Ziying's heart was difficult to understand.

Just a volley.

He didn't have the power to fight back at all.

Too elder, too terrifying......

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Murong Ziying staggered to her feet, bowed and saluted, "Xie, Elder Xie...... Ahem...... Teach!"

Xuantianji said lightly: "Okay, you can go." ”

"Yes, Elder!"

Murong Ziying saluted respectfully, and his mind moved, and that day the sword flew back again, and then, he flew into the air.

The injuries in this battle, Murong Ziying will take at least half a month to recover......

"It turns out that one finger is obliterated, this feeling...... It's pretty good!" Xuantian Ji withdrew his fingers, looked at Murong Ziying, who had already gone away, and said secretly in his heart. (To be continued.) )