My talent is resurrection

Chapter 458 Borrowing Jiazi's Strength

Li Xian never put down the fairy sword, clenched his teeth, and grasped the hilt of the fairy sword's sword force.

All the sword celestial beings under him chased after him, with many sword moves, all of them slashed at Li Xian.

Li Xian's giant flying sword radiated dazzling light, protecting Li Xian's body with all the sword intent, but it couldn't withstand so many sword moves, and the sword energy still slashed on his body.

Li Xian spit out a mouthful of blood, and his own sword intent dropped by [-]%, so he could only rely on the fairy sword to drive him upwards and horizontally.

Xian Ma also frowned as he looked under him, thinking that Li Xian was really an honest boy, so he went to get the sword without thinking about it, and he didn't know how to let go after being the target of public criticism.

With so many sword fairies fighting, this sword must not be so easy to grab.

Wu Sanjian, the sword master of Xuegong, is very experienced. He is mixed among the sword immortals. He is mediocre and not outstanding, but he is very strong when he strikes at Li Xian. He probably wants to get rid of Li Xian, a Taoist. representative.

Xian Ma's brows were tightly frowned, secretly thinking that it's not right to go on like this, it's nothing if Li Xian can't get the sword, if he is really seriously injured, what if Chen Jiuwan finds himself to settle the score?
Although Xianma was not afraid of Chen Jiu, it was because he lacked some reason.

Besides, now that Li Xian is considered half a Taoist, if he was seriously injured, Xianma would feel very sorry.

The monks around were far away, more than a few miles away. Fortunately, the monks had sharp eyes, even though the fairy sword had already ascended halfway, they could still see the scene.

It's rare to see sword fairies fight in a hundred years, so you have to take a good look at it. Just those sword qi and sword moves are enough to feast your eyes.

The low-level monk was amazed, and was already talking about which sword fairy could get this fairy sword.

Some monks wondered, "Why are all the sword immortals coming to grab it? Don't the other great monks in the eleventh and second realms grab it? It's still a fairy sword. Even if you don't use it yourself, it's a rare treasure if you keep it."

"Heh, do you think this is just a simple way to take the sword? Taoism and the Academy have both made moves. These sword immortals risked offending the Academy and Taoism for the sake of a bright future in the future. You are a big monk. Take Not to mention that the sword has nothing to improve, but it also offends the academy and Taoism, is it really itchy?"

"This is also the reason." The monk nodded.

As for why those few twelfth-level and even thirteenth-level sword immortals didn't make moves, the answer is simple.

Because they don't need to.

When the sword has reached the twelfth level, the flying sword already has the power of a fairy sword, and it is an absolute natal flying sword. Some people feel like the sword is one, and then use other flying swords, even if it is a fairy sword, it may not be easy to use.

But the most important thing is that there is only one point, that is, the school and Taoism participated in this sword-taking, and it was a sword-taking that was almost tit-for-tat in Pingbei Jiantu.

Sword immortals above the twelfth level, no one wants to touch this bad luck, and the monks are even worse, so the big monks are far away, in front of their own doors, watching the place where the sword is taken with the magical power of seeing thousands of miles away, only Dare to watch the fun.

Pingbei Jiantu was watching the monks, a woman and a donkey came hurriedly, the donkey was out of breath, and shouted while running.

"Slow down, Jiang Ci runs slowly, I can't keep up!"

Jiang Ci ran ahead, his cold willow-leaf eyebrows were beaded with sweat, his face was flushed from running, and he gathered all the spiritual energy in his body, and said to the back.

"Hurry up, Brother Tao's flying sword is out."

Jiang Ci now only has the golden core cultivation base left. Under the suppression of the sword intent of Pingbei Jiantu Xianjian, it is an extravagant hope to fly with the sword, so he can only run forward quickly.

The two of them had just arrived, and unexpectedly they caught up with the birth of the fairy sword.

Xianma's moving eyes saw Jiang Ci and the donkey, his expression brightened, and he knew that they were the little disciples of the Old Sword God, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Ci and the donkey who were still running to him, and asked directly.

"Come to get the sword?"

Jiang Ci and Donkey didn't know fresh horses, but the moment was urgent, Jiang Ci raised his brows and nodded firmly.

"Correct!"

"That's good." Xian Ma made a formula with one hand, as if pinching a point out of the long river of time, and tapped it on the center of Jiang Ci's eyebrows, printing a white and hazy flow pattern, and preached.

"I will temporarily lend you your Empress Dowager Realm, but only for a quarter of an hour. You go up and help Li Xian get the sword, that is, the sword cultivator who watched Hanhan wield the big sword. If it doesn't work, save him and come back. Try not to get hurt."

"Okay." Jiang Ci nodded, and replied indifferently. The flow lines between the eyebrows began to flow into the skin and spread to the limbs. Her eyebrows and eyes flickered slightly. She's fine with the sword.

"Why did you help me and Li Xian?" Jiang Ci asked again.

"I know Yao Tianchang, Tao Li and Chen Jiu." Xian Ma replied.

Jiang Ci no longer doubted, her pupils gradually turned blood red from the inner corners of her eyes, and when she pinched one hand, sparse blood in the air gathered in her hand, turning into a murderous blood sword.

"Jiangci?" The donkey cried out worriedly.

No answer.

Jiang Ci jumped up, drew a bright red arc, and the sword energy was pulled out 3000 meters, and he rushed up with the speed of thunder, and slashed at the sword fairy who was closest to Li Xian and was about to draw his sword.

A sword of the eleventh realm.

First, the killing intent invaded the sword fairy's body, and then the blood sword slashed down, and an extremely long sword mark appeared, and all the burst blood was sucked in by the blood sword.

The sword fairy wailed at Li Xian with a sword, and fell from the sky.

Xian Ma gave a thumbs up under it, and couldn't help wondering where Yao Tianchang was a disciple, Tao Li, Chen Jiu, and Jiang Ci, all of them were fierce men.

I knew that I would have asked for more advice when I had the opportunity before, so why did I learn swordsmanship like a three-legged cat.

Xian Ma thought so, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Le Sheng who was a hundred meters away, and asked with curled lips: "Little bastard, what crooked idea are you thinking?"

With both hands on his back, Le Sheng was not in a hurry, and smiled, "It's just that someone intervening in the matter of taking the sword is really a bit invincible."

Xianma smiled disdainfully, "I am willing, can you?"

Le Sheng was silent, his hands behind his back were tightly squeezed together, his eyes were slightly lowered, and murderous intent was flowing.

Xianma snorted coldly, "If you dare, prepare to fly another three thousand miles."

Le Sheng remained silent, but his killing intent was hidden.

Above the sky, Jiang Ci cut down a sword fairy first, then soared up, grabbed Li Xian's arm, and quickly dragged upwards.

Wu Sanjian was mixed among the sword fairies, he had noticed for a long time, but now he kept his face, just continued to chase and kill with a group of sword fairies.

Li Xian's body was covered with blood, and the right hand grasping the sword had been wrung to the bone by the sword energy, and his body was weak. He was a little surprised to see Jiang Ci at this time, but he also wanted to know the reason.

Jiang Ci tugged at Li Xian's shoulders, without turning his head, he just said, "Change."

Li Xian nodded.

Jiang Ci lifted Li Xian's shoulder vigorously, and suddenly threw it aside. The blood sword turned into blood and covered his palm, and he grasped the fairy sword.

Sword light overflows.

(End of this chapter)