Mysterious mirror hanging high

"But if it's a talisman, that's a good thing too. After all, it has a limited number of uses. We have to find a way to use up all his talisman uses!"

"The direct descendant of a noble family in a remote village does have some knowledge."

Huangfu Zhengqi was at his ease in the sky, saying leisurely, "My [Zhengyan Lihuo Talisman Sword] is indeed a talismanic treasure, but it's not comparable to the junked heirlooms held by your Jindan families... This talismanic sword was refined by a Yuanying True Lord. Not only does it possess the immense power of a Jindan, it also allows for instantaneous release, imprisonment, and enemy lock-in."

"You're bragging. If it really is a Nascent Soul level talisman sword, it would have wiped out all of us with just one sword..." Qiu Zhiyun sneered.

"Haha, this [Zhengyan Lihuo Talisman Sword] is not something that only True Lords can cultivate to such power, but it's just that only Foundation Establishment cultivators can control a talisman sword of this power!"

"If I hadn't felt sorry for the number of times I'd struck the Fujian, I would have killed you all long ago!"

Huangfu Zhengqi sneered, "That talisman sword was originally intended to strike you, a pretty boy, but who knew that the red-robed female cultivator had somehow lost her mind and blocked the sword for you... What a pity for such a delicate beauty!"

Yuwen Xiaojin's eyes were red, but his thoughts became calmer. He gritted his teeth and said, "This person should be a core descendant of the Yuanying Immortal Clan, but after all, he is only at the perfect foundation building stage. He has not yet achieved the Golden Core stage, so his magical powers are ultimately limited!"

"Even if it's the core descendant of the Immortal Clan, it's impossible to deal with three Jindan Sect True Disciples and one aristocratic family's direct descendant at the same time."

"The reason he used the talisman sword to kill someone first was precisely because he lacked confidence in conventional fighting techniques."

"Now that there are only three of us left, this person feels confident of victory, so he's taking his time and using conventional magic to drain our power..."

"The call for help has been sent. When my brother arrives with reinforcements, this man will be dead for sure!"

The smile on Huangfu Zhengqi's face faded a little, and he said, "He does have some brains..."

"In that case..."

A fiery red unsheathed dagger appeared behind him, it was the [Zhengyan Lihuo Fu Sword]!

"Let's fight and resolve it quickly!"

Qiu Zhiyun, who was using the Black Turtle Formation to defend the island, felt a surge of alarm. The water light on the Black Turtle's phantom suddenly grew thicker. Then, a ray of volcanic fire slashed towards the Black Turtle's phantom. This natural protective formation only lasted for a few breaths before fading into oblivion with a mournful wail.

Seeing that the sword light was getting closer and closer, Qiu Zhiyun could not hesitate and summoned his [Bishui Canglan Sword], which collided directly with the sword light!

chi chi-

The indescribable high temperature instantly melted the water magic sword, but the bright sword light cut by the [Zhengyan Lihuo Fujian] continued to move forward!

This [Bishui Canglan Sword] was a magical sword that Qiu Zhiyun had cultivated with her life. She had entered the Dao through the sword, and this magical sword would be nurtured as her lifelong magical weapon! When this sword was destroyed, the Golden Core Seed of the Bishui Sect immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, having been seriously injured...

A giant pure gold tripod was spinning, blocking the path of the Lihuo sword. Yu Wenxiaojin's expression was cold, and he had already used his most powerful magic weapon!

The light of the Lihuo sword melted a gap in the huge pure gold tripod. After this attack, the magic weapon was obviously useless.

After successively breaking through the Black Turtle Shield, the Green Water Sword, and the Pure Gold Cauldron, the power of this Lihuo Sword Light was much smaller than before, but it still had a power beyond the Foundation Establishment level. It locked onto Yu Wen Xiaojin's aura tightly, vowing to kill him with one sword!

At this moment, the Xuan Lei magic sword between Taoist nun Bo Lei's knees was finally ready. Countless tiny flashes of lightning flashed and gathered into an extremely thick Xuan Lei sword pillar. This sword pillar wrapped Taoist nun Bo Lei and her magic sword, and crashed into the Li Huo sword light without hesitation!

boom--

The huge impact made Huangfu Zhengqi frown in the air and take a few steps back.

The smoke and dust cleared, and the sword light of the Lihuo Fu Sword finally disappeared. At the same time, Taoist Nun Bo Lei also fell from mid-air and was caught by Yuwen Xiaojin.

The tattered Xuan Lei Fa sword had already flown back to Bo Lei's Dantian for nourishment and repair, while Bo Lei himself had his eyes tightly closed. His entire body was burned so badly that there was hardly a single piece of good flesh left, and many of his meridians were broken. Yu Wenxiao's golden divine sense probed and found that even the Lei Fa Immortal Foundation in his Dantian was a little shaky!

Yuwen Xiaojin looked up at the sky, thinking silently, "The second sword light... This kind of powerful talisman sword made by a Nascent Soul cultivator usually only has three strikes. If it contains too much energy, it will be difficult for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to wield it..."

"That is to say, this person should only have a ray of sword light left!"

"Of course, the premise is that he only has this one talisman sword to use..."

Yuwen Xiaojin's heart sank. "Even among the core descendants of the Nascent Soul Immortal Clan, this person is a top-notch figure. Even if he only has this one talisman sword, he must have other powerful methods. Now that Zhiyun's magic sword is destroyed, his strength is less than 50%. Bo Lei and Ling Jun are both seriously injured and unconscious. Only I have lost a high-grade magic weapon, so I still have some strength to spare... But I am just a supplement!"

"Why should I, Yuwen Xiaojin, cherish my life? It's just that I've caused several of my beloved female friends to die..."

Huangfu Zhengqi raised an eyebrow, looking at the dimmed [Zhengyan Lihuo Talisman Sword] in his hand with some dissatisfaction. He thought to himself, "What this pretty boy said before was not wrong. Although I think I am already formidable at the Foundation Establishment stage, I still don't have the confidence to rely solely on my magical powers to fight against four cultivators of the same level who are true disciples of a sect and direct descendants of an aristocratic family - even if these four people are only from a small place like Yunchuan Region."

"Hundreds of years ago, it was said that there was a female sword immortal in Tianxiang Xianzhou. In the late stage of foundation building, she used only a magic sword to easily kill four sect disciples of the same level. She also fought against a Jindan Zhenren of the same sect and escaped unscathed... This is the ultimate limit of the foundation building realm!"

"It's a pity that I was born hundreds of years too late and didn't get to witness the invincible demeanor of this first-class genius at the Foundation Establishment stage!"

Just as Huangfu Zhengqi was lost in thought, a thin line of fire suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

"Hmm?" Huangfu Zhengqi frowned and looked over. "Why is the surrounding fire spirit energy starting to stir?"

One after another, flames slowly bloomed in the sky, gradually connecting into one, forming a huge fire cloud in the sky...The thin line of fire fell in the center of the fire cloud, revealing a young man with fiery red hair and a flamboyant face.

Huangfu Zhengqi's face finally showed a trace of solemnity after a long time. When this young man appeared, he vaguely felt that even the entire Langhuo Blessed Land began to rejoice, as if welcoming its true master.

The next moment, the solemnity on Huangfu Zhengqi's face disappeared, replaced by an extremely confident smile: "Fire-natured destiny? Are you the one born to fulfill destiny in this blessed land?"

"I'm Yuwen Xiaoyan, who are you? Tell me your name!"

Yu Wen Xiaoyan was surrounded by flames and flowers, and suddenly smiled:

"Forget it. Why should I care about the name of a dying man?"