After traveling to the world of cultivation, I rely on the game system to survive

However, Elder Mingyou is two realms higher than Pei Nianyi.

His speed is faster than Pei Nianyi.

He simply waved his hand and blocked all of Pei Nianyi's sword energy.

Pei Nian only heard a series of rapid clang sounds, and a golden light flashed in front of his eyes. A tremendous pressure came over him, and Elder Mingyou had already attacked him.

The magic weapon in Elder Mingyou's hand was a precious seal. With a simple wave of his hand, hundreds of wind blades rushed towards her. Those wind blades merged into one, forming a huge tornado. Several muffled sounds erupted from the center of the storm, and the Taoist robe on his body was fluttering.

Pei Nian had no time to resist or even dodge, as the tornado was indestructible wherever it went, leaving no gaps at all.

In the crisis, the girl held the sword with both hands and concentrated all her spiritual power on the tip of the sword, "Don't underestimate the power of Tyranny!"

A red light flashed, followed by the second, third, and three consecutive sword energies, which split the approaching tornado into two. Turbulent air shot out from the wind, like sharp blades, shooting in all directions.

Pei Nian swung out three swords without stopping, and flew forward quickly towards the gap in the wind blade.

"Travel across the world!" Another powerful sword energy was slashed out, heading straight for Elder Mingyou's head.

Elder Mingyou lowered his head and dodged the sword. The sword energy just brushed past his scalp, cutting off a strand of hair.

In this instant, Pei Nianyi had gone through a cycle from life to death, and from death to life. Her current condition was not very good. The three slashes that split the tornado had consumed a lot of the spiritual energy in her body.

Elder Mingyou is a medicine cultivator. His attacks rely on the magic weapons in his hands, which makes him a fragile mage in the game. Naturally, he cannot fight Pei Nianyi in close combat.

He lowered his head and narrowly avoided Pei Nianyi's sword energy. With a look of shock on his face, he quickly retreated to the side, trying to distance himself from the girl.

His robe sleeves fluttered in the wind, his seal swayed, and another extremely powerful wind blade came slashing over.

Pei Nian saw that the wind blade was unusually sharp and had to jump sideways to avoid it.

The gust of wind barely passed by her face, and the wind blade cut her face so hard that it hurt.

The gust of wind seemed to have eyes. It circled half a circle in the air and chased after her.

Elder Mingyou missed the first attack, so he rushed forward and waved the treasure seal, sending out several wind blades to block Pei Nian.

The wind blades attacked from both sides, making everyone watching the fight sweat for the girl.

Pei Nian blinked, and his slender figure rushed towards Elder Mingyou as fast as a blue lightning. The black ink in his hand drew three neat and clean black afterimages in the air.

The wind blade in front was cut in half, but after the sword flashed, the scattered wind blade turned into countless small wind blades and still rushed towards the girl.

Pei Nianyi refused to retreat and had to protect the vital parts of his body and take the damage from the wind blade. Blood slowly seeped out of his limbs.

When she was only half a foot away from Elder Mingyou, the girl immediately stabbed the opponent's chest with the sword in her hand.

The tip of the sword stopped half an inch away from Elder Mingyou's chest, unable to move any further, as if an invisible barrier was blocking her sword.

Elder Mingyou sneered: "Do you think you can hurt me with just your sword?"

Pei Nian stared at him with clear eyes, the corners of his lips curved, and his tone was relaxed, without any panic: "Welcome to King of Glory!"

True Lord Leling and True Lord Daorun attacked from the left and right, with long whips and iron crutch rushing ahead, shuttling back and forth, the two weapons making whistling sounds.

Xie Changan swung his sword, and the sharp sword energy seemed to cut through space. Wherever the sword light went, there was only a sound that lasted endlessly.

After this attack, the expressions of Zhenjun Leling and Zhenjun Daorun changed at the same time.

It turned out that in this attack, the three of them had already made hundreds of moves. The two True Lords attacked continuously, while Xie Changan stabbed, cut, and chopped, defending perfectly without any flaws. Every move of their weapons brought out a heavy and terrifying aura.

Xie Changan's attacks became more and more fierce, the sword light cut through the night sky and startled the moonlight.

The three of Master Mingqiong were even more frightened.

The reason they were able to block Xie Changan's sword moves was that they poured their spiritual power into their weapons, using their weapons to their full potential to leave no room for error.

But at this moment, Xie Changan's sword moves were becoming more and more powerful, making it increasingly difficult for the three of them to defend themselves. If they waited for him to strike again and then raised their weapons to block, they would probably have been stabbed by the sword long ago.

The number one swordsman in the world of cultivation, his reputation is well-deserved.

The weapons of Mingqiong Zhenjun and the other two were waving faster and faster, but they could not find any flaws in Xie Changan.

Dao Run Zhenjun was complaining bitterly at this moment: "I didn't expect that even the three of us combined couldn't take down Xie Changan."

True Lord Mingqiong was stunned, but could only feign composure, saying, "His sword strike consumes a great deal of spiritual energy, and he will surely not be able to sustain it. The three of us just need to hold on. With enough time, we'll eventually find a flaw in him."

The three of them tacitly withdrew their offensive, seemingly attacking but not attacking, ready to strike, and the consumption of spiritual energy did not decrease in the moment.

Xie Changan is never in a hurry. The sword energy around him is sharp and fierce. The sword is full of mighty sword energy, which transforms into countless unstoppable sword blades.

Taoist Master Daorun swung out with a sudden iron turn. It was a feint, but as soon as he made the move, a gap appeared on his left side.

Xie Changan's long sword shook, he leaped, and then drew his sword again.

Taoist Master Dao Run Tieguai struggled hard and retreated quickly, feeling a slight pain in his shoulder. He looked down and saw that his Taoist robe on his left shoulder was torn, with traces of blood oozing from the wound.

Dao Run Zhenjun pretended to attack, but was caught by Xie Changan and was injured. He was shocked and angry, but did not dare to attack again rashly.

Zhenjun Leling's mind moved, and his eyes were slightly disturbed: "Let's take half a step forward together."

True Lord Daorun and True Lord Mingqiong looked at each other and understood True Lord Leling's intention, so they stepped forward as he said.

The three of them did not dare to slack off, and they gathered their strength to defend against Xie Changan's attack, and then took another half step forward. At this time, the onlookers had already noticed that the circle of the three people surrounding Xie Changan was gradually shrinking, and in the end they would trap her in the center.

Although Mingqiong Zhenjun and the other two did not dare to take the initiative to attack, their spiritual weapons formed three indestructible walls of steel. The three forces combined into a powerful offensive that even Xie Changan might not be able to withstand.

When everyone saw this scene, they were secretly happy that they could capture Xie Changan, but everyone in the Sword Sect was worried about Xie Changan.

Xie Changan saw that the three people were getting closer and closer, and the three forces seemed to be merging into one. His sword light increased greatly, and he dispersed the three forces completely.

The three men took their time, each moving half a step closer. The three spiritual weapons continued to dance, as if they were certain that Xie Changan could not escape their control.

"Do you have any last words?" True Lord Mingqiong looked at Xie Changan coldly, his bloodthirsty eyes reflected in the moonlight.

Xie Changan curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of sarcasm, and ignored Master Mingqiong.

He moved his fingers, and the thousands of spiritual swords hanging in the air suddenly moved.