Ninth-level fairy

With the activation of the protective sword formation.

Behind Lingxiao Mountain, more than a dozen peaks suddenly began to tremble softly, as if a giant dragon, lying for ten thousand years beneath the mountain ridge, began to twist its body. As the peaks of the earth veins trembled, a brilliant light shot up from each peak, piercing the night sky.

The huge sound of sword roars and dragon roars resounded through the night sky.

Countless people looked terrified, not knowing what was happening. There was a mixture of surprise and confusion in their expressions as they looked at the dozens of brilliant lights shooting up into the sky.

The face of the headmaster Xuanji was solemn. He held the Three Pure Ones' sword tightly in his hands. Above the body of the Emperor Wu's golden sword, a dark green Taoist diagram rose up, connecting with more than a dozen rays of light to form a whole green energy network.

Looking down from the vast sky, it vaguely resembles the Four Symbols Diagram.

Bai Zhi snorted disdainfully, a fierce look on her face, and her body immediately soared into the air. Her whole body was wrapped in a blood-red aura, and even the blood-red sword in her hand slowly turned crimson, illuminating the entire sky.

Under this rainbow light, the entire mountain was shining with a strange, demonic red color.

Just when everyone thought that this charming woman was going to draw her sword and cut through the green energy network with one blow.

She pointed her sword and suddenly shouted into the dark surrounding mountains:

"Thirty-six Heavenly Sword Cultivators, appear and break the formation!"

As she shouted with clear air, more than a dozen sword beams suddenly rushed out from the surrounding areas of Lingxiao Mountain under the night sky, drawing countless rainbow beams. These sword beams were wrapped in red blood energy, carrying an aura of extinction, and pounced coldly towards the formation of the three thousand disciples.

Behind each group of sword light, there are dozens of people. The first person to take the lead is wearing a mask and looks awe-inspiring. One leads two, two leads three, and no one knows what strange technique he uses.

The more people there are, the brighter the rainbow light will be.

When Taoist Xuanzhen saw the rainbow light, he immediately cried out in surprise:

"Hold your ground, don't panic!"

However, before he could finish his words, the masked men swung their swords, and with every sword swing, several disciples exploded into a bloody mist.

There were no less than eight hundred figures under the dozen or so sword beams.

Xuan Ji and Xuan Zhen looked at each other at the same time and sighed:

"Finally out!"

The number of people coming from Longyuan Sword Sect this time was far greater than the intelligence they had obtained. No wonder Bai Zhi had been procrastinating, just waiting for these thirty-six Heavenly Gangs to arrive.

The sword formation was disrupted, and the green energy network that covered the entire Lingxiao Mountain immediately began to become unstable and loose.

From time to time, screams of the dying could be heard from the foot of the surrounding mountains.

That was the cry of every Lingxiao disciple at the moment of death.

Taoist Xuanzhen looked at his disciples being slaughtered, his expression becoming increasingly grim. He bit his lips tightly, and while the sword formation was still going strong, he suddenly shouted, "Brother, help me, kill the demon girl first, and then kill Tiangang!"

"Okay! You go!"

Master Xuanji gathered all the rainbow light of the entire sword formation onto the Xuanzhen black sword.

Xuanzhen turned around, looked at Li Qingshuang, and whispered, "Go and get Du Fang up, he can't die!"

Li Qingshuang cried out miserably, "Master!" She knew that Master was going to risk his life. But Xuanzhen's face was firm, and he turned around proudly.

Watching countless white-clothed disciples being killed, their broken limbs flying into the night sky, and the screams of death everywhere, Xuan Zhen suddenly roared, and rose up with his sword, drawing a curtain of light that pierced the sky, and slashed head-on at the white-clothed figure of Lin Xu flying in the air.

Seeing this terrifying scene that was wrapped in the power of heaven and earth, Bai Zhi suppressed her contemptuous look and became solemn. She held the blood rainbow in her hand across her chest and pointed with the sword.

Suddenly, there was no sound between heaven and earth, and it was so quiet that one could hear everyone's heartbeat.

The seventh realm sword cultivator is an extremely powerful person, the respected one in this world, mastering the power of heaven and earth. Xuan Zhen has just broken through the sixth realm of heaven and man, and his realm is suppressed. It is the gap between heaven and earth.

The blood-red rainbow light in Baizhi's hand pointed at Xuanzhen:

"Well come on, today I'll show you what a true swordsman is!"

As she spoke, blood condensed on the tip of her sword and did not dissipate. It was like a giant beast that had been imprisoned in the ancient wilderness since ancient times. Its power continued to expand, and it opened its bloody mouth to bite people.

The power of this sword——

All the floods and waves at the foot of the mountain were swept up by the tip of her sword and rushed towards the blood-red sword in her hand.

At this moment, all eyes in Lingxiao Mountain were fixed on the night sky.

This is the condensed sword power of an extremely powerful person. If this sword is chopped down, not only will a human body, but the entire mountain range will be broken into several pieces.

Under the bright moon, figures in white and black reflections passed through the moonlight.

A cold snort came from Bai Zhi's mouth, and a red light flashed in her hand, facing the ruthless and destructive sword that was coming towards her.

Two dazzling rays of light fell on the front of the bright moon.

Suddenly, the two swords collided—

This sword is almost heartless and devastating, capable of destroying the world.

One black and one red, their lights intertwined.

Suddenly, all sounds between heaven and earth disappeared, including roars, screams, and insect chirps. Suddenly, everything became still, and the space seemed to shake three times.

Bai Zhi flew out and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The black Qilin roared wildly, was split into two halves, turned into flames and disappeared into the night. The huge waves under Bai Zhi's feet were cut into a rain curtain, which flowed down from the sky like drizzle.

Everyone looked at Taoist Xuanzhen in horror. No one had expected that Xuanzhen could use the sixth realm to fight against the seventh realm and cross the realm to attack. His Taoism was so profound that he really deserved to be the second in command of Lingxiao.

However, what surprised everyone was——

at this time--

Xuanzhen repelled Lord Baihuang with one sword, but his body was like a fallen leaf, swaying and falling from the sky.

Li Qingshuang, who was among the people, suddenly saw this tragic scene, roared, and rushed forward to catch his body. He saw two lines of blood flowing from Xuanzhen's face, and thin red blood marks were cut from the immortal platform to the chest and abdomen. All the vitality in the body was shattered by this sword.

A faint smoke of ash began to fly out of Taoist Master Xuanzhen's open mouth, nose, and seven orifices.

His eyes remained open, his lips trembled a few times, and he uttered a few words:

"In my arms... the fairy flower..."

Li Qingshuang's whole hand was trembling as she reached into his arms.

A flower wrapped in black cloth was taken out.

Her lips were about to speak when suddenly—

Xuanzhen's entire body, including her clothes, was in her arms, turning into ashes like incense burner, and was blown away by the wind in Li Qingshuang's hands.

The fairy flower preserved his last bit of life. Once the flower was taken out, his body would fall apart.

Li Qingshuang suddenly felt stunned, and the whole world went completely dark. The pain that pierced her heart and tore through her internal organs made it impossible for her to cry out.

With a clang, the black iron sword shattered on the ground.

Li Qingshuang was silent and numb for a long time before she finally burst into tears and cried out, "Master... Master..."

She wiped away the tears on her face, wrapped the fairy flower solemnly, put it in her arms, and drew out the purple fairy sword on her back - the Yuheng Sword.

Wiping the blood and tears from his face, he said, "I'm going to kill this witch and avenge my master."

His body followed the sword, leaving a rainbow trail as he flew towards Baizhi in the distance.

Suddenly, a hurried shout came from the sword formation: "Don't go!"

At some point, Du Fang stepped out from the sword formation, pushed her away with a palm, and pounced on her instead.

"act recklessly!"

Bai Zhi sneered and raised her sword again.

This attack was like a moth to a flame.

There was only a flash of green light in the air, with a resolute light. A white shadow flashed by, and a shrill roar came from the air, with unwillingness and anger.

"Damn Sect Leader Long Yuan, kill me if you dare!" Du Fang roared angrily.

The sky was silent, and the only response he got was a broken arm flying down, followed by a right leg falling.

Bai Zhi sneered: "A random cultivator like you dares to come and test the sword? You are simply courting death!" The red sword light in her hand flashed, and just as the sword light pierced through Du Fang's entire body.

Suddenly, a woman in black rose into the sky in the night, shouting, "Master, don't kill him! He knows about the Fairy Flower!"

The bloody sword light suddenly stopped.

Du Fang's sword cultivation level was like an egg hitting a stone in front of the supreme powerhouse of the seventh realm sword cultivation, and was completely vulnerable.

Bai Zhi looked indifferent as she landed, holding a piece of Du Fang's body in her hand. His right arm and left leg were cut off by the famous Blood Rainbow Sword.

He became completely disabled with only half of his body left.

Baizhi landed gently on the ground, leisurely took out a red silk scarf and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Her movements were so gentle, yet the scene was extremely cruel.

The woman in black landed in front of her and whispered, "Master, this man is called Du Fang, and he's the one who took the immortal spirit away!"

Bai Zhi pursed her lips and said "oh".

With a pointed of slender jade fingers, the blood splattering on Du Fang's body stopped immediately, the broken limbs closed, and Bai Zhi pointed at the fairy platform with her fingertips.

Du Fang, who had fainted from the pain, opened his eyes and saw that he had lost an arm and a leg and his body was broken.

His eyes immediately turned blood red, and he roared and cursed, "Witch...bitch...if you have the guts, stab me to death with a single sword. Humiliating others like this is nothing but a skill!"

Bai Zhi chuckled and said, "Are you Du Fang? You're so rude! Where's the fairy flower?"

"In your parents' assholes!"