Xiang Liu soared into the air and flew eastward, and before he left the sight of tens of thousands of eyes below, a simple and unpretentious three-foot sword suddenly flew out of the sky.

Xiang Liu's eyes were like electricity, and he could see clearly at a glance that the mottled sword body of this sword was engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers, grass and trees were engraved on the other, and the ebony sword handle without a handguard was written on one side of the art of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other side of the book was the strategy of unification of the four seas, his face changed miserably, and he exclaimed: "Xuanyuan Sword!"

Just as he was changing color, the Xuanyuan Holy Sword of the Human Emperor Supreme Treasure had already flown to the top of his head, as if it was grasped by an invisible palm, and it was a slash from top to bottom.

Endless fear and unwillingness rose in Xiang Liu's slender eyes, his body fell sharply downward like a meteor, a wild roar came out of his mouth, the remaining five braids on the back of his head were raised at the same time, and five huge snake heads appeared in the air at the same time, one by one in front of him.

The Xuanyuan Sword slashed downwards unchanged, and wherever the sword blade went, the five huge snake heads shattered one after another, and they couldn't slow down the speed of the divine sword slashing down by half a minute.

The intact five braids on the back of Xiang Liu's head broke at the same time, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth. Seeing that the divine sword that had slashed his master, Chi You, was slashing at him unrelentingly, the fear and unwillingness in his eyes turned to madness, and he first threw out the pair of strange-shaped short soldiers in his hand that looked like knives and swords, and when he was shocked by the Xuanyuan sword without accident, he shook his body to show his true appearance.

A huge and incomparable strange snake appeared in the air, the body of this snake did not know the length of hundreds of miles, coiled in the air into a majestic snake array, from seven inches out of the nine necks of the Yaya, except for the thickest neck, there was no head on the thinner necks around. The fracture is a void and nothingness, and there is no flesh and blood in sight.

At this moment, the giant serpent raised its only mountain-like hideous snake head. Towards the Xuanyuan Divine Sword that fell from above, he swallowed the snake letter, and suddenly stretched his neck and opened his mouth like lightning. He swallowed the Xuanyuan Sword.

Although he has the talent to devour all things, Xiang Liu is not so arrogant as to think that he can devour the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan's Enlightenment Sacred Weapon, but when he pays attention, he temporarily traps this sword for a moment, and then uses the ability to shuttle through the void that he has cultivated, moving it far away, and then he can take advantage of the gap to escape.

It's a pity that Xiang Liu far underestimated the power of the Xuanyuan Sword. The three-foot long sword, which was as small as a thin needle compared to his huge body, froze in the air like a carved clay sculpture of wood when he entered his mouth. Then I saw thousands of golden rays of golden light like the blazing sun leaking out from the cracks in every nail piece of Xiang Liu's body, and then intertwined and cut horizontally, actually dividing Xiang Liu's huge mountain-like body into tens of millions of small pieces along with his almost immortal primordial spirit.

A bloody rain of blood poured down from the sky. If you look down from a bird's-eye view from the sky, you can clearly see that a piece of dead gray color is centered on the place where the blood rain is sprinkled, and it expands to all sides at a very fast speed.

Seeing this, the Cihangdao people in the distance did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly raised an auspicious cloud to rise into the sky, and turned the mouth of the mutton fat jade net bottle in his hand downward, and the rain fell. Sprinkled all over a radius of 100 miles, it dissolved the poison in the blood of Xiangliu, and made the plants and trees drenched with poisonous blood rejuvenated, and in the blink of an eye, it was a verdant patch. It's just that the rain in her pure bottle is not omnipotent after all. Those birds and beasts that were poisoned by blood and eroded bones failed to come back to life after all.

Xuanyuan Sword slashed Xiang Liu from the inside out, and it was after the destruction of the form and spirit, and the catastrophe was never recovered. It was quietly suspended in the air.

Li Jing ignored the injuries on his body and hurriedly paid homage to the holy sword. He said: "Disciple Li Jing, thank Uncle for his help!"

He bowed to it. Behind him, Yuan Ye, Xin Huan, Jin Zha, Mu Zha, and Nezha all bowed down, and the five sons of the Zhu family exchanged glances with each other, and also bowed down, and then the whole army bowed down, sincerely thanking this legendary holy sword that symbolizes the supreme glory and authority of mankind.

When everyone bowed, the Xuanyuan Sword let out a loud roar that stopped the clouds, and disappeared into the distant sky.

Seeing that the most powerful backer Xiang Liu, who had finally bolted to his chariot with great effort, was dying in the sky, Yi Ran's face was gloomy and almost condensed with frost, looking at the soldiers who had already completely lost their will to fight, although they were holding swords and spears, but their faces were full of confusion, he could only let out a weak sigh in the end, and ordered softly: "Collect the troops and return to the camp!"

Although Li Jing saw the enemy retreating, because his injuries were extremely serious, it was difficult to command the battle, so he did not order the pursuit.

At this time, the people of Cihang Dao also fell from the sky and came to see Li Jing together with Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun and Fuxian Zhenren. Manjushri and Fuxian each temporarily withdrew the magic weapon used to fight the enemy and gave it back to their disciples, but Cihang Daoren handed Li Jing the pair of strange-shaped short soldiers that Xiangliu had used before.

"Daoist, this is ......," Li Jing asked with some puzzlement.

Cihang Dao said: "Xiangliu was beheaded by Hou Ye's uncle Xuanyuan Holy Emperor, and the pair of weapons he left behind were naturally collected by Hou Ye as trophies. Poor Dao has already seen it, this pair of weapons is actually the ancient water god Gonggong's portable soldiers, named 'Broken Water Hook', please Hou Ye Haosheng collection. ”

"What's so embarrassing about this? After all, the three Dao Masters also made great efforts to eradicate Xiangliu......" Li Jing said embarrassed in his mouth, but he didn't have the slightest embarrassment in his hand to connect the broken water hook.

He knew in his heart that the real reason why the other party gave up this pair of Supreme Treasure Divine Soldiers was probably as compensation for himself, after all, in order to provoke the elders of Li Jing's sect to deal with Xiang Liu, these three people had already arrived, but they sat back and watched him being seriously injured by Xiang Liu.

Nezha suddenly took a few steps forward and bowed down in front of the people of Cihang Dao and said, "Master, my father was injured by Xiangliu, and the disciple asked Uncle Shi to give you the nectar in your bottle again to heal my father's wounds." ”

Cihang Daoist shook his head, and pointed the mouth of the jade bottle in his hand at Nezha obliquely: "Virtuous nephew, it's not that the master is stingy. It takes only one drop of nectar to be born in this bottle every three years, and in order to eliminate the poisonous blood of Xiangliu, I have used up all the nectar accumulated in this bottle for thousands of years. Wait for the next drop of nectar to be generated, and it will be three years later. ”

Nezha saw that the net bottle was really empty, and couldn't help but be disappointed, looking at his father, who was pale and couldn't even stand steadily, his eyes were red, and he burst into tears at that time.

Li Jing reached out and touched the top of Nezha's head with some difficulty, and said with a smile: "What are you crying for? Although this injury is not light, as long as you are well recuperated, it can be recovered in a year at most." Although you can't go into battle and fight people in the near future, you can still do it with a verbal command in the rear. As for the charge, it will depend on your brothers in the future. ”

Nezha gritted his teeth and said, "Daddy, don't worry, the child will definitely kill that damn rebel without leaving a piece of armor." I want to break the head of the thief who hooked the demon to hurt my father, so as to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" (To be continued......)