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"I only said good things because you are Emei disciples. If you want to die, then I will help you!"

After speaking, the breath on his body shot up into the sky, a column of gray air rushed several feet from the top of his head, a white bone ball rolled on the top of the column, exuding a gloomy and cold breath.

"Bone relic!"

Monk Kusheng lowered his eyes, a murderous aura gushed out of his body, a layer of golden light shone on his clasped hands, his lips moved slightly, and a little bit of golden light flew out of his mouth. If you look carefully, they are small golden Sanskrit characters. , turned into wisps of smoke and dust, and floated up, converging into a ball of golden light above his head.

Seeing this, Xuan Wuzi snorted coldly, raised his hand to grab it, the void suddenly sank, and the infinite black energy in the sky gathered, turning into a gray-white vitality hand with the size of an acre, aimed at Monk Kusheng and slapped hard.

Ye Chen reacted quickly, and with a thought, more than a dozen fire dragons flew out to meet him and clapped his hands.

"Bang bang bang..."

With a series of explosions, the fire dragons were crushed and exploded, turning into a large group of flames, wrapped in a big black hand, and pressed down, like a big hand slapping a raging flame.

The white bone relic, this is a seventh-level high-level magic treasure. It is sacrificed from the golden body of a Buddhist eminent monk with magical magic. It contains all the mana of a Buddhist eminent monk, and its power is extremely terrifying.

The seventh-order magic weapon has entered the list of high-level magic weapons, and its power has undergone a qualitative change compared to the sixth-level magic weapon. It can be said that the difference in power is no less than ten times. That's why Ye Chen's dozen or so fire dragons will be directly crushed and destroyed.

However, even though it is unbearable to be an enemy, but after all, he blocked it for a while. Monk Kusheng was prepared, opened his eyes suddenly, and countless Sanskrit words converged into a huge golden palm that soared into the sky and hit the big hand of the flame, with a 'boom' There was a loud bang, the howling wind, and a circle of fiery air waves crazily spread in all directions, reaching a hundred meters away.

Xuan Wuzi's palm with the power of the seventh-order bone relic is amazingly powerful, but after all, it is just a casual palm, and Monk Kusheng's stored strength is not bad, and both palms are wiped out at the same time.

The two sides talked and fought, Ye Chen reacted the fastest, put away the gourd, and raised the ancient pine-patterned sword "唰唰唰" to cut with three consecutive swords, but he couldn't even break the shield of Xuan Wuzi's body, but he didn't have the slightest Discouraged, his figure moved quickly, cutting off sword glows one after another.

And Ye Lianxing sacrificed the jade phoenix scissors, and the two white phoenixes with intertwined tails flew towards Xuan Wuzi, but they were blocked by a black flying sword that appeared out of thin air in Xuan Wuzi's hands. The two phoenixes crossed and passed, dazzling The black light exploded.

The two phoenixes returned without success, and the black flying sword fell into Xuan Wuzi's hand with a dim aura. He sprayed down a mouthful of pure mana, and the aura of the flying sword lit up again. As he stretched out his finger, it turned into a black light and disappeared in a flash. But it cut straight in the direction of Ye Chen.

"Shubby must die!"

This is the real swordsmanship. Ye Chen could feel the killing intent from the sharp sword light more than ten meters away. The sharp sword light pierced his skin with a dull pain, as if he was about to be cut open.

Taking a deep breath, he clenched the loose-grained sword hilt tightly with his right hand, and all the true energy in his body penetrated into the flying sword. A layer of crystal-clear light appeared on the sharp blade, and he stabbed slowly forward.

"Ding!"

At the moment when the brilliant light of the ancient Songwen sword collided with the looming light of the black flying sword of Xuanwuzi Yulai, everyone above the entrance of the cave suddenly felt a tingling pain in their eardrums, and they were all deaf at that moment. No sound could be heard, as if they had lost their hearing at this moment.

As the person concerned, Ye Chen felt an unprecedented terrifying power coming from the ancient Song Wen sword, holding the hilt of the sword, he could feel the tremor from the sword body, it was Xuan Wuzi's absolute magic power against Song Wen. The oppression of the ancient sword.

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Fortunately, this ancient sword was passed on to Taoist Changmei. The grade is not very high, but the quality is nothing to say. The body trembled nearly ten times at a very fast speed, each time a part of the pressure was relieved, more than half of the pressure was relieved after seven or eight steps, and it was barely enough to hold on.

"what?"

Xuan Wuzi let out a light click in surprise, but the movement in his hands didn't stop. Under Xu's pointing, the black flying sword turned into light and slashed down again.

Ye Chen gathered his energy and concentrated his eyes on the flying sword. He grasped the ancient loose-patterned sword and aimed it at the flying sword. When the two swords came into contact, his wrists trembled, and the tip of the sword leaned against the black flying sword. After passing by, the moment the sparks flickered, he turned his wrist, and the blade also turned to hold the black flying sword, trying to take it out of the track.

"Go!"

Strong zhenqi gathers in the sword body and rotates, pulling the face with a point, pulling a thousand catties in fours and twos, the ancient sword with loose patterns oppresses Xuan Wuzi Feijian's body and presses it down, causing it to deviate from the original trajectory, and it hits his head directly The black flying sword circled around him and passed by.

Xuan Wuzi's heart moved slightly, and the cold air in his eyes became even colder. With a swipe of his sword finger, the passing flying sword turned around nimbly and stabbed Ye Chen backwards.

But he repeated the old trick, and once again used the skill of pulling a thousand catties in four ounces to drive the flying sword to a deflected angle, which could barely pass in front of him.

In the eyes of others, they saw the flying swords of Xuan Wuzi envoys attacking Ye Chen fiercely, but Ye Chen used his superb swordsmanship to hold an ancient pine-patterned sword to block him out, and flying swords kept crisscrossing. The dazzling sword light exploded, and the sword energy flew obliquely, cutting out ravines all around.

After failing to take down Ye Chen with more than a dozen swords, Xuan Wuzi couldn't hold back his face. With the help of the magic power contained in the bone relic, his current strength is comparable to that of an ordinary Sanxian, but he has not even crossed a single catastrophe. The monks who have passed can't win, and if it spreads, I'm afraid that a trash evaluation will fall on him. This is a huge blow to Xuan Wuzi who is going to establish a sect in the world of Shushan.

After all, the head of the sect can't even take down a monk who hasn't survived a single catastrophe. The sect created by such a waste must also be a waste.

The flying sword was grasped in the left hand and flew upside down, and when the right hand was raised, it was pressed down with a palm. The powerful magic power condensed the vitality, and turned into a gray-white vitality hand that was nearly two acres in size and grabbed Ye Chen in the air.

"I'm angry from embarrassment!"

Ye Chen was quite happy in his heart. He stood up with his sword back, took a step back, and shouted loudly:

"Sister, save me!"

In the next second, a pair of jade phoenixes flew past him, cutting Yuan Qi's big hands in half with one blow, and the violent Yuan Qi exploded and blew his white robe upside down, making a sound of hunting.

He can persist for a while in the swordsmanship competition, but if he can't handle two moves in a real fight, he will be crushed to death by Xuan Wuzi's absolute magic power. Of course, he has to ask his senior sister for help.

The quality of Ye Lianxing's jade phoenix scissors is definitely the top one among the sixth-order magic weapons. It mainly attacks and kills, and its power is extremely terrifying. Ye Chen doubts whether he can hold this scissors.

The senior sister took over Xuan Wuzi, Ye Chen approached Monk Dafang, sacrificed the fire dragon gourd again and summoned a dozen fire dragons to pounce on him from all directions, while he followed behind with his sword.

Monk Dafang held up the banner of white bone summoning ghosts, sprayed a breath of black air on it, a black vortex appeared on the banner, and ghosts rushed out of it, rushing towards the oncoming fire dragon.

His white bone banner is limited to the level of sacrificial training. There are only a few hundred ghosts that can be released in one breath. In fact, there are more than a few hundred ghosts in it. Once a ghost dies in battle, it will be replenished immediately. From the first time I have seen hundreds of dead ghosts, but the number of ghosts flying out is not small at all.

It's a pity that Li Gui's strength is far inferior to that of the Huo Jiao. The Huo Jiao, which is more than ten meters long, pounces on it. The ghost aura on the ghost shadow is burned and sizzles. Quickly turn into nothingness.

Similarly, when a large number of ghosts pounce on the Huo Jiao, they can use their ghost energy to dissipate the flaming flames on the Huo Jiao's body. If there are enough ghosts, the Huo Jiao's size will gradually shrink, and its power will also decrease accordingly.

It's just that Ye Chen never expected to defeat Monk Dafang with the Huojiao Gourd, so he flew towards Monk Dafang after the Huojiao with the Pine Pattern Sword.

Monk Dafang saw him wave the bone banner, and immediately released dozens of ghosts to rush towards him.

Ye Chen swung his sword and slashed out a thick sword aura that condensed in front of him. With a slap on the back of the sword, the sword aura spread out into a net covering more than a dozen ghosts.

Cut down three sword nets in a row to catch all the ghosts who rushed to them. When the first sword net was broken, he had already skimmed ten meters away from Monk Dafang. The corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, and he took a step forward with a steep figure. The acceleration is like a sword stabbing straight at Monk Dafang.

This is the unique technique of Emei swordsmanship - the sword step, as fast as a sword stabs out, and instantly crosses a short distance to approach the enemy, catching the opponent by surprise.

Monk Dafang was obviously a little caught off guard, and he only had time to slam down the white bone demon banner, a layer of black light spread from the banner to cover him, and he saw a little cold star explode in front of his eyes, and the black light waved like water waves with the tip of the sword As the center sinks, ripples spread out in circles.

Although he was a little caught off guard, he still blocked his sudden sword strike. Monk Dafang's sudden heartbeat fell back, and he immediately flew into a rage. At some point, a layer of green appeared on his left hand, which melted like rot, and the skin and flesh fell off, revealing a bone claw that didn't look like a human hand, and grabbed Ye Chen's chest fiercely.

There was a change in Monk Dafang's hand, and the rancid smell made him notice all this. In a blink of an eye, he turned his wrist upside down and buckled the hilt upside down.

"clang!"

There was a clear sound of gold and iron intertwining, the bone claws interlaced with the sword body, and the blade rotated to the left in the splashing sparks, and the bone claws, which were as hard as iron, were stuck and rotated, making Monk Dafang involuntarily tilt his body, Ye The two fingers of Chen's left hand turned into a sword and pointed towards Monk Dafang.

A black light appeared, and the black light sank when the sword finger was pressed.

Monk Dafang, who was dodging subconsciously, came back to his senses and sneered ferociously:

"The mere junior is so rampant, today I will use your living soul to sacrifice the magic weapon!"

After finishing speaking, he urged his true essence fiercely, a layer of black crystal light appeared on the bone claws, and his strength increased instantly, and sparks burst out of the loose sword body, pressing down step by step.

"Die!"