This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

boom--

The golden light shattered and the sword energy disappeared.

Zhang Xianling's "Ruyi Golden Body" was broken on the spot, and he retreated rapidly with Nangong Yan behind him, and his feet left two hot grooves on the ground.

puff~~

He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Xianling only felt the blood and energy in his body surging. Although his arms were not seriously injured, they were paralyzed to the point of temporarily losing consciousness.

Look at the other person.

The heroic woman in red frowned slightly.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, his unstoppable offensive was temporarily halted.

The blood-colored flying sword trembled slightly, and the slender arm used to control the sword felt numb.

"Brother Zhang!"

Suddenly reacted.

Nangong Yan hurried forward and asked with a worried look: "Are you okay..."

motherfucker.

I'm vomiting blood, do you think I'm okay?!

I was complaining madly in my heart.

Zhang Xianling appeared to be silent and gloomy. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, still staring at the imposing woman in red not far away.

In fact.

The reason why Zhang Xianling took the risk to stop the other party was not because he was really worried about Nangong Yan's safety.

It's really because.

As a descendant of the Nangong family, if Nangong Yan died on the way to detain prisoners.

Then, including Zhang Xianling, all the disciples of "Junzitang" will surely face a devastating disaster.

The plan to enter Lingyun Peak and then successfully infiltrate the Nangong family in Haoqi City will also collapse.

and so.

Nothing must happen to Nangong Yan, at least he must not die under Zhang Xianling's nose!

"Buddhist golden body?"

He tilted his head and glanced at Zhang Xianling.

The red-dressed woman was slightly surprised and said coldly, "You have reached the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Realm, yet you were able to withstand my sword. It seems your physique must be very special."

He is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much and can even speak directly to the point.

It's just a fight.

The woman in red could see Zhang Xianling's cultivation strength and special qualities almost at a glance.

"But unfortunately, I didn't use my full strength just now."

He raised his backhand.

The red flying sword beside him suddenly shone with brilliance, and the sharp sword energy burst out violently, instantly lifting the blood-red skirt of the female swordsman.

"I wonder if you can still block this next sword..."

My heart sank.

Zhang Xianling's scalp felt numb, but he had no choice now.

In order to find the "Qiankun Qi Gathering Cauldron".

Now he can only fight to the death, and he must protect Nangong Yan first no matter what.

"Don't be so arrogant, it's just playing with swords..."

grin.

Zhang Xianling raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "I can do it too!"

next moment--

The sword light in the sky was fleeting and suddenly flew out from the sword gourd on his waist.

The twelve yellow-grade flying swords responded to each other, like a swarm of locusts, dancing around Zhang Xianling on the spot.

The sudden scene immediately left everyone present dumbfounded.

Even the disciples of "Junzitang" were shocked.

Although they knew that Zhang Xianling had many skills, they had never seen him display such magical power of controlling a sword. They were stunned for a moment and could not calm down for a long time.

"No, Brother..."

Shen Tu Yu's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly: "You are hiding it too well. When did you learn this trick?!"

The sword fingers in both hands kept flashing.

Zhang Xianling narrowed his eyes. On the surface, he looked very confident, but in fact, he was very nervous.

to be honest.

Although the "Zhoutian Taiyi Sword Formation" is powerful, it is ultimately just a formation formed by the condensed sword energy.

How powerful is the real sword art.

Controlling the sword with Qi, the sword is born from the heart, thus reaching the heavenly realm of unity between man and sword. The great way of attack contained therein is unfathomable.

On the other hand, Zhang Xianling has these two skills.

At best, it is just a facade and can be used to deal with other people, but it is obviously far from enough when facing a truly powerful swordsman.

"interesting."

Under the moonlight.

The woman in red waved her sleeves and stood up, with sword energy all around her, and she was suspended in the air along with the red flying sword.

"Although this type of formation is rare, it is ultimately just an unorthodox method. Without a sword in your heart, how can you possibly understand the true meaning of the sword path?"

Ss ...

Followed by a long sword chant.

The crimson sword light instantly split the sky, and the sword's power was so piercing that it was hard to resist, like a bloody mouth that was about to swallow the heaven and earth.

"Qian Shang, Gengmu Sword rises!"

Raising a cloud of dust.

Zhang Xianling jumped up on the escape light, pointed in the air, and six sword lights immediately went upstream.

All of a sudden.

The trees in the dense forests of the mountain stream swayed wildly, as if they were summoned, raising countless branches and leaves.

"Kunxia, ​​the Kuishui sword falls!"

He took advantage of the situation and raised his sword again.

Zhang Xianling's eyes were as sharp as torches as he controlled the other six sword lights and flew close to the ground, causing ripples in the sky like rolling waves.

The sky and the earth changed color, and the universe trembled.

The twelve flying swords had clear division of labor, and the power of Gengmu and Kuishui complemented each other, instantly entangled with the red sword light of the woman in red.

In a blink of an eye.

The crackling sound was endless, the sword lights were fighting back and forth in a disorderly manner, and the sparks were rippling in the whirlwind of leaves and water.

Everyone was stunned on the spot.

Even the guards of the Nangong family were deeply shocked by this scene.

Who would have thought.

Such a powerful figure actually emerged from a mere desolate "Junzitang".

Just relying on his cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the 'Qi Refining Realm', he could fight with a sword cultivator of the 'Foundation Establishment Realm'.

"What the hell, what are you all standing here for? Can't you wait for the dinner to start?!"

He took out a handful of pills and threw them into his mouth.

Zhang Xianling's forehead was bulging with blue veins, his eight extraordinary meridians were aching, and his purple palace qi sea seemed to be about to explode. His true energy was being consumed crazily.

"Hurry up and take Master Nangong away from here. I can only hold on for half an incense stick of time at most. If I endure any longer, I won't be able to bear it anymore!"

On the surface, they are evenly matched.

But in reality, Zhang Xianling was overdrawing his energy and blood, and was struggling to hold on.

The sword energy of the woman in red is extremely powerful, and it contains a strong sword intent. This thing cannot be seen or touched, but it is designed to hurt people's souls.

In other words, Zhang Xianling has a strong physique and his blood and energy are much more abundant than those of ordinary cultivators. Otherwise, he would have been chopped down from the sky by the sword of the woman in red.

Hear the words.

The others then reacted.

This place is only a dozen miles away from Lingyun Peak. By leaving behind some unnecessary baggage, they can quickly escape back to the mine with Nangong Yan.

Like Haoqi City, it is the Nangong family's own territory. It is full of guest experts and masters, and is guarded by the elders of the Nangong family.

I believe that no matter how powerful the woman in red is, she would not dare to chase there.

"Son!"

Holding his chest.

Uncle Wang staggered over and pulled Nangong Yan towards him.

"Let's go quickly, we can't stay here for long!"

"No, no..."

I couldn't help but feel dazed.

Nangong Yan shook his head violently, looking at Zhang Xianling who was fighting the assassin in mid-air, and gritted his teeth and said, "If I just leave, wouldn't that put Brother Zhang in an unfair position?!"