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"Meng Chuan has joined the Yaoxian Valley and is an apprentice to the master of the valley. How can I be an outsider between him and me?"
In terms of seniority, the disciples of the valley master are the same as the masters of the twelve sects.
Compared with him, the great disciple of Tiangangmen, he is one level higher.
Such an identity should be able to restrain Xu Xingchao.
"What?" Xu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, "You joined Yaoxian Valley just after ascending?"
Sure enough, there is a way...
It is said that the owner of Yaoxian Valley has not accepted apprentices for many years.
Being able to be accepted as a disciple by him also shows that Meng Chuan's alchemy talent is not simple.
"Exactly." Huang Feijian raised his eyebrows, "Meng Chuan is the direct disciple of the master of Yaoxian Valley, if you dare to provoke him, you will be against me, Yaoxian Valley!"
"I didn't expect that just after ascending, you found a backer..." Xu Xing's face turned blue and white.
Finally, a dark light flashed in his eyes.
Obviously, the value of Xiantu in his eyes is higher than the price of provoking Yaoxiangu.
As long as they do it neatly and don't fall behind, it will be difficult for Yaoxiangu to directly point the finger at them.
Collect all the sheepskin scrolls and find the treasures in the Immortal Mansion. The strength of their Wanjian Immortal Sect will definitely increase several times.
At that time, it is expected to hit the first-class Xianzong.
It's worth paying the price now.
Thinking of this, Xu Xingchao took out the fairy sword behind him.
Black scale sword.
Middle grade fairy sword.
"Today, you two don't want to leave this place!" Xu Xingchao held the black scale sword, and the black sword intent surrounded the sword.
"Xu Xingchao, you dare to touch people from my Medicine Fairy Valley?" Huang Feijian snorted coldly.
"I can only blame you for being unlucky!" The black scale sword in Xu Xingchao's hand shook violently.
Wanjian style!
No.20 Four Forms!
Wanjian style is divided into 28 styles in total.
With every move, the power will increase a lot.
Now directly using the 24 style is also a proof of his determination to destroy the two of them.
hum!
In the main hall, wisps of black air turned into inch-long black swords, flying with mysterious laws.
There are more and more black swords, and there are thousands of them in a blink of an eye.
The ten thousand sword style can condense tens of thousands of flying swords at most.
But now, Xu Xingchao's strength is not enough to condense ten thousand flying swords.
"Oh no..." Huang Feijian shuddered, "Xu Xingchao was able to perform 24 moves..."
Obviously, what outsiders know is somewhat inconsistent with the truth.
Xu Xingchao has long been famous in Lingyun Immortal Kingdom by virtue of the Ten Thousand Swords Style.
But everyone only knows that he can perform 24 moves, not [-] moves.
Now the 24 moves are ten times more terrifying than the [-] moves.
As a strong swordsman, Huang Feijian also felt the deep pressure.
"Meng Chuan, step back and let me meet him!"
Without waiting for Meng Chuan's response, Huang Feijian sacrificed the Qingxian Sword in his hand.
"Tiangang swordsmanship!"
It is also a set of immortal-level swordsmanship. After the Tiangang swordsmanship is used, the concentration of sword energy is obviously not as strong as that of the opponent.
A huge white sword with a length of hundreds of feet was condensed into shape.
Huang Feijian swung his sword downwards, and the huge sword followed his movements and also slashed downwards.
"Get up!" Xu Xing pointed at the giant sword towards the black scale sword.
A pair of small black swords flew towards the giant sword.
swoosh swish...
Ding Ding Ding!
Continuous collision sounds sounded, and the giant sword was quickly consumed by the small sword.
There are more than 1000 handles, and there are more than 200 handles left.
Even so, Xiaojian also won.
"Death!" Xu Xingchao pointed at Huang Feijian again.
Those little black swords swished past.
"Oops..." Huang Feijian quickly backed away.
On the way back, he didn't forget to grab Meng Chuan's shoulder and wanted to take him back together.
As a result, when he just grabbed Meng Chuan's shoulder, it was like touching an iron lump, and he couldn't move it no matter what.
"Meng Chuan, run! What are you still doing here?"
The owner of the valley gave him an order to protect Meng Chuan.
He has practiced swordsmanship for tens of thousands of years, and he is no match for Xu Xingchao.
Meng Chuan is certainly not an enemy with one move.
"Stand back and let me come." Meng Chuan kicked the ground suddenly, and the green bricks under his feet shattered instantly.
He just rushed forward, raised one hand, and slashed at the flying little black sword.
Huang Feijian was stunned.
"Quickly open!"
"Don't resist those black swords with your body!"
Just now when he used the Tiangang swordsmanship, he couldn't even hold the black sword.
These little black swords may seem simple, but they condense the power of coldness.
Can swallow sword energy.
If it touches a human body, it will corrode the flesh.
Ding!
The first black sword hit Meng Chuan's palm.
The sharp black sword is like hitting some indestructible objects.
Not only was it bounced off, but it was also smashed into black mist in the air.
"Huh? How terrifying is this physical body?" Xu Xingchao was taken aback for a moment.
He didn't expect that the omnipotent black sword could not break through Meng Chuan's defense, not even pierce the skin.
"Could it be that he has practiced some kung fu in the palm of his hand?"
Some exercises, tempering a certain part, are as hard as armor, which can resist attacks.
But these cultivation methods are only for tempering a certain part.
It is impossible to cultivate all parts.
Moreover, Meng Chuan had just ascended to the heaven not long ago, so how could he temper every part of his body?
With an order, the black swords all turned around, and surrounded Meng Chuan from all directions.
"Aren't you strong in defense?"
"Now Feijian surrounds you from all directions, let's see how you can escape!"
"Give it to me!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
A black sword shot towards Meng Chuan's body.
Ding…
Ding…
Ding...
After a series of crisp sounds, Huang Feijian covered his eyes, not daring to look any more.
This is an immortal swordsmanship. Although most of it was consumed just now, there are still more than 200 black swords.
The superimposed and erupted power is definitely not something that Meng Chuan's physical body can contend with.
"It's over..."
"This time I really can't explain to the owner..."
In the sky, after a black sword collided with Meng Chuan's body, it did not pierce the skin and penetrated into the body.
Instead, it turned into clouds of black mist, covering Meng Chuan's entire body in it.
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The breeze blows.
The black mist dissipated.
Meng Chuan's body remained in place.
Unscathed.
"This is..."
"what happened?"
Huang Feijian was completely stunned.
"Could it be possible that when Meng Chuan ascended, the condensed immortal body was extremely strong?"
Meng Chuan had just soared, so he must not be practicing some body-refining immortal skills.
But the Immortal Physique had an effect.
It can resist the attack of the black sword and remain invincible.
This fairy body is too terrifying.
"How could it be so strong..."
Xu Xingchao's face was full of astonishment.
The black sword is extremely corrosive and sharp.
It stands to reason that Meng Chuan's defense can definitely be broken.
However, more than 200 black swords stabbed down without any dead ends, and Meng Chuan was unscathed.
This is very scary.
"This kid is really evil..."