Chapter 44 You scourge

In the world of Xuandu Zifu, Feichen consumes a huge amount of magic power. Quan Zhengzi's own cultivation is the sixth level of immortals. He is not very proficient in the mastery of this magic weapon. When using it, he has not even put out an ordinary formation. If he is skilled in connecting into a formation, his mana will inevitably double its power. However, he learned from his father's Quan Zhongbao at the last moment. He didn't know this. The little ghost Taoist priests suddenly rushed over and were blocked by Feichen's body shield.

And Feichen was also too lazy to pay attention to these little ghosts, and Quan Zhengzi, who sat in the array, forced him away.

Quan Zhengzi sweated coldly and fell down drop by drop. He didn't expect that the other party's immortal sword was so powerful. Yun Yun took the Xuandu Zifu sword and kept commanding those who fell to the ground, and then the little ghost Taoist priests who got up hit the protective shield. However, with the support of the infinite body shield of the sword's clever words, it had no effect at all. Feichen is like a huge sphere that run over his defensive front.

"Is this the sword world of your Xuandu Zifu sword? Humph, like a clown, do you want to teach me a lesson?" Feichen smiled coldly. Under the wielding of the immortal sword in his hand, half of the world of Xuandu Zifu's sword collapsed, drawing a huge crack dozens of feet long. The cracks appeared in the outer hall, the inner room, grass and trees, and flowers. It was in this flower hall.

Under this wave, countless little ghost Taoists are all destroyed, and the Yuanling is included in the immortal sword, which is equivalent to absorbing the mana used by the other party's illusion of the little ghost, which is generally used by clever words.

Quan Zhengzi stood in the array and sprayed a mouthful of blood. He only felt that he had been devoured by the mana. The sword in his hand could not help trembling. In front of the immortal sword, what sword weapon could resist?

The martial arts iron in the late stage of the seventh level of the immortals was almost broken by him. What's more, Quan Zhengzi is just a character in the middle of the sixth stage of the immortals? The strength is more than several times lower, and how can it stop the blow of this immortal sword?

The immortal sword is the master of ten thousand swords, and it is best at destruction, and it has a clever saying that the anti-sky sword spirit that relies on aggressiveness to launch the same spell is almost the most domineering treasure of all swords.

The clever words greedily absorbed the yuan spirit after the death of the other party's little ghost Taoist priest. The red eyes were even more charming. The petite tongue licked his mouth and said, "Sir, you have to kill a few more. These yuan spirits are not enough for me to appear in the day, let alone use spells. If you don't kill, I will kill for you, hey hey."

No Feichen used spells to help her condense the magic array. Qiaoyan can't use magic at all. In this, it's just flirting with Feichen. The claim that absorbing anger and mana makes her exist in this world is not lying. She easily wakes up from a deep sleep and doesn't want to sleep anymore. As long as Feichen has a chance to use the immortal sword, Of course, she will think of ways to keep killing, and even at the time that when the other party condenses the magic array with the sword formula, she will use this magic array to cast the same spell, in order to slaughter more people and absorb more anger and spirits, so that she can be permanently awake.

Feichen has long lost a good impression of Quan Zhengzi. He heard that killing the miscellaneous Taoist ghost can also enhance his strength. Naturally, he is not polite. After a few waves, he absorbed all the other party's yuan spirits, and the fantasy of Xuandu Zifu was also cut into a basket, and half of the complete sky disappeared. .

Quan Zhengzi only felt that the mana around him had been taken away. His throat was sweet, and a big mouth of blood gushed out, and his face became pale and bloodless. At this moment, his Xuandu Zifu sword also had the original transparent purple and slowly turned into deep purple. The violent shaking showed that it had reached the edge of collapse. .

"Withdraw...zhen!" Quan Zhengzi couldn't sit down in the array, and then continued to play with his life in the space of his sword. After a moment, he couldn't even play with his life.

The purple world disappeared, and the two met back to the flower hall. At this time, many people had gathered here. They fought in the space. The people outside had long passed through the hazy vibration in the air and saw the situation inside. Obviously, Quan Zhengzi lost miserably and almost had no chance to attack Feichen.

However, if you want to fight, you can fight. It's not so easy if you want to stop. Feichen can't let go of a person who just wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Brother Yun, please show mercy!!" Long Yun hurried over to help Quan Zhengzi up, and the disciples who heard the news also began to gather to protect the son of Qingyun Peak.

Feichen sneered. Under the guidance of a few sword formulas in his hand, he had already moved under his feet: "Huh, just now this arrogance, do you want to escape in dismay now? If you are impermanent, before making a detour, enter and stop the difficult period, escape, kill!"

In an instant, the three shadows turned into the remnants of sword spirit, and stabbed away with the sword at a terrible speed. It turned out to be an unprecedented momentum! The escape and immortal killing in the secret of immortals was originally a skill used by Feichen to escape. At this moment, it was used to kill people for the first time. It was used on the right track, and its tricks were even more unfollowable. A straight line that passed through was cut open, and Long Yun originally wanted to protect Quan Zhengzi, but Feichen's illusion was virtual and difficult to guess. The three sword shadows were from left, right and forward. Come on, the Tao seems to be true, but you can't figure it out.

"Little monkey, don't stop it!" Ru Yushi had just entered the flower hall. Seeing that the situation was not right, she quickly stopped. However, on the string of the arrow, it could not be stopped. First, there was the crisp sound of the 'zang', followed by a few small chirping sounds, and he heard "Ah!" With a sound, when he greeted her just now, Quan Zhengzi fainted, and the sword of Xuandu Zifu was also tragically broken into two sections.

Feichen is not a reckless person. When he started, he left a way back. He didn't want to kill people seriously. Therefore, eight disciples of Qingxuanmen were only slightly injured, and Long Yun was not injured. Obviously, he kept his hand. The worst thing was Quan Zhengzi. There were dozens of wounds all over his body. Although his muscles were not injured, it was enough for him to feel good. It's been a while.

Such a strong pursuit skill came out and immediately turned the whole scene into a piece of ice. Under this escape fairy killing, there was a strange but no place to chase the source. The tyrannical but there was no trace. He almost killed and injured the disciples of the Qing Xuanmen generation. How could he not be shocked?

"Alas! You...you are a disaster..." Ru Yushi almost wants to pat her forehead now. She regrets it. She regrets it very much.

Qingyunfeng, who fell down in such a place, is now a disciple who can be called by his name. This Xianxia faction went to Qingxuanmen to participate in the annual meeting or Qingxuan martial arts and other things, but I really don't know how to face the parents. There is the elixir of Qingxuanmen. Their injuries are easy to solve, and the generals can recover in a few days. But the key is what to do with the Xuandu Zifu sword? This sword is not an ordinary fairy artifact. It will take some time to repair those things at most, but this magic weapon... Can it be repaired?