Chapter 72: Nine Swords
"Spirit cremation, rosefinch appears!" The shadow of the sword from Yan Changfeng touched the behind the sword and kept trembling. Every time it trembled, there was a flame wrapped around the sword curtain. The sword curtain was like ice encountering fire, and it melted quickly. Soon the sword curtain was penetrated by the cracked flame sword. As Yan Changfeng's voice fell, the flying sword seemed to be cheered. , the endless sword light suddenly restrained, and a big fiery red bird came out of it. The big bird burned fire all over its body and broke through the behind-the-scenes sword, leading to a long sound of its neck, and the long beak transformed by the flame pecked at Xiang Chen at a lightning speed.
"Ah, what is this!" Xiang Chen saw that the sword curtain melted and turned into a firebird. He was not in a hurry to react. The long beak of the firebird had been pecked. After all, he was inexperienced in the battle. Xiang Chen was screamed by the firebird that suddenly emerged. Although he knew that he had transported the mysterious body magic power to the extreme, he did not dare to take it again and take a few steps back one after another. Then he took it back. The Qiantian sword was sacrificed, emitting a blazing sword light, and fighting with the pecked firebird in mid-air.
On the other side, Yan Changfeng has broken the whole sword curtain. After landing, he saw Xiang Chen controlling the flying sword and fighting with the firebird. He laughed a few times and shook his hand. The long sword in his hand shot at Xiang Chen, but his mouth said, "Little brother, you have to take the lead when fighting with others. You have never fought with people before, so you are inexperienced in battle. , this gave my brother the lead. Remember that when fighting, you should follow your heart and seize the best opportunity to give heavy damage to the enemy, but you have to slowly understand these!"
The big fire bird in mid-air fluttered its wings and flew very quickly. The flying sword controlled by Xiang Chen could catch up several times and was pecked away by the long beak. However, it was wrapped in the flying sword, and the fire bird could not rush to Xiang Chen's side. After a moment, the flame on the bird became thinner and thinner, and the firelight darkened. At this time, Yan Changfeng had shaken. He threw the sword and firmly remembered Yan Changfeng's words in his heart. At the same time, he abandoned the firebird, controlled the Qiantian sword to spin in the air, and greeted the flying sword stabbed by Yan Changfeng.
The dim firebird was unstoppable and hit Xiang Chen again. However, after hitting Xiang Chen's green energy, it turned into a little Mars scattered in the air. Xiang Chen did not expect that the firebird to be so easy to solve. At this time, he heard a crisp sound, turned his head and saw his Qiantian sword flying sword with Yan Changfeng. Continuous collision, but the situation was that his Qiantian sword was not as good as Yan Changfeng's flying sword. He was touched and retreated one after another, and the sword light was also shaken unbearably.
"Little brother, your sword is entangled by me. Now you can't free your hand. Take over a few spiritual charms, thunder and fire charms - disease!" Yan Changfeng took out a few runes from his arms with a smile and threw them at Xiang Chen with a bad smile. The runes automatically burned after leaving Yan Changfeng's hand, and there were faint bursts of thunder.
"Brother Yan, you..." After the few spiritual charms thrown by Yan Changfeng disappeared, they turned into countless lightning and thunder, which exploded one after another beside Xiang Chen, making him have no chance to finish speaking. He dod a flash of lightning. Xiang Chen couldn't help frowning. In this time, the true power in his body has been After consuming one-tenth, although the body of Green Yuan is still able to defend, it has also begun to fluctuate.
This nine-cut sword formula is a sword move in the mixed element formula. Each vein has its own nine-style sword move, called nine-cut. However, ordinary disciples can only practice the first five types, and the last four types need extremely high cultivation to be used, and the real power is also extremely huge. However, each type is amazingly powerful. Yan Changfeng showed the first type of the mixed nine sword-killing formula from the fire. However, although this spiritual fire soul refining is powerful, it is useless to find the target and consumes real power for nothing. After hitting dozens of fire snakes, the red light of the sword body began to fade, although the red line is still covered. Around Yan Changfeng's body, he did not have the power at the beginning.
When the red light of the sword body was exhausted, the change suddenly emerged. A few meters behind Yan Changfeng, a sword light suddenly came out of the soil. Yan Changfeng jumped his eyebrows and quickly turned around. The flying sword hissed. Those red lights swept madly towards the shadow of the sword as if they were attracted by the flying sword. Entangled in a place, Peng Pengpeng, after a series of loud noises, the flames all around the flying sword suddenly shrank in, and no matter how he urged the true power, it would no longer come out.
When the sword bent and stopped a few feet in front of him, Yan Changfeng found that it was only Xiang Chen's flying sword that stopped in the air, but he could not see Xiang Chen's body. His mind moved, but he expanded his spiritual consciousness but saw Xiang Chen appearing behind him. He quickly turned around. Xiang Chen in his spiritual consciousness still existed, but his eyes could not see anything. At that time, Yan Changfeng suddenly shouted that something was not good. At this time, the scene in the spiritual consciousness suddenly changed, but the place was empty. There was no shadow of Xiang Chen. At this time, Xiang Chen's voice came from behind him: "Brother Yan, I'm giving up!"