Yuxiang

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sweat!The chapter name is wrong again, the previous section should be 1158

boom!

Murong Xianxian slammed out a fist, and a terrifying wave erupted, like a giant tree flying across the sky, shaking the cultivators at the cultivating stage to fly back, their flying swords trembled and groaned, almost losing control .

blow!

Murong's slender figure rushed towards the middle-aged monk who had lost his barrier.

"go to hell!"

The face of the middle-aged cultivator suddenly had a ferocious expression, and he raised his hand to emit a blue light... Potianzhui, this is a magic weapon he discovered when he was exploring a ruin when he was young. It has extremely strong attack power. Especially under close range attacks, ordinary defensive magic weapons or supernatural powers cannot resist at all.So the moment Qing Guang left his hand, his eyes showed a somewhat smug look.

However, the pride in his eyes froze in the next moment... With a 'bang' sound, Murong Xianxian slammed down a fist, and the blue light suddenly turned into a blue sharp cone the length of a palm, and her fist suddenly transformed Palm, holding the pointed awl.

A blue light instantly covered the sharp cone... "No~" The middle-aged monk showed a look of shock and anger on his face.

Just now, the elders made a gesture just because of his blow... As long as Murong Xianxian is seriously injured, it will be easy to capture her. As for whether she will die after the serious injury, they don't care at all, anyway, as long as the soul is intact, that's enough up.

But no one thought that Murong Xianxian would use such a domineering method to break their inevitable blow, and even refine the sky-shattering awl on the spot.

The sky-shattering awl twisted in Murong Xianxian's palm like a spirit snake, and the spirit inside was also struggling... It's just that it was unlucky and met Murong Xianxian. The soul imprint of the young cultivator has been forcibly erased by her.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged monk's face turned pale, and he let out a muffled groan. This method of erasing the soul imprint also caused some damage to him, but Murong's slender figure did not stop.Suddenly approaching, the blue light in his palm flashed, piercing through the middle-aged monk's chest with a 'poof' sound, his body protection supernatural power could not stop the sharpness of the sky-shattering awl at all.

Call ~

The sky-shattering cone turned into a blue light that led the middle-aged monk to shoot forward.

"You... stop!" The elders of the cultivating stage all rushed over.

The middle-aged monk did not die.Still struggling with the blue light transformed by the sky-breaking cone.However, the embarrassment of being injured by his magic weapon made him feel that life would be worse than death.

Murong Xianxian didn't pay attention to the attacks of those elders at all, her figure flashed, followed behind the blue light, and raised her hand to take a shot.

puff!

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, the middle-aged monk's body was torn apart in an instant, the primordial spirit jumped out in alarm, but was immediately crushed by Murong Xianxian's punch.

Blood flowed across the ground, and the corpses were scattered.There was a pungent smell in the air, and the scene was extremely bloody and shocking. Everyone was speechless and terrified... Time seemed to freeze at this moment.There was no movement in the huge mountain, it was dead silent, and everyone held their breath.

At this moment, there was a chill in the hearts of the surrounding Songshan sect monks... The female cultivator in front of them is definitely not something they can fight against the enemy. No matter what her real state is, her combat power must be far beyond that of ordinary gods period monks.

"this is too scary!"

"Her fighting power is so terrifying that even several elders can't stop her. Let her be slaughtered at will!"

"This is fundamentally wrong. You should invite Chunyang Laozhang from the door to capture him."

"Is the ancestor of Chunyang sure to be effective? I don't think even the ancestor of Mahayana will be alarmed."

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Those who watched the battle around were not only the disciples of the Songshan Sect, but also monks and casual cultivators from other sects, although they didn't know what was going on.However, it is an indisputable fact that a large group of monks from the Songshan sect besieged a female nun and was killed to death. Many monks whispered and speculated about Murong Xianxian's origin.After all, there are not many female cultivators of her age and strength.

At this moment, the most embarrassing thing is those elders of the Songshan sect who are cultivating gods. A large group of them want to capture Murong Xianxian and deprive her of her inheritance. It was a matter of time for a monk to capture a female cultivator in the early stage of refining the gods, but what I didn't expect was that all the disciples in the condensing stage were now dead, and even the leading monk in the refining stage was also killed. Now it seems that it is very difficult to capture the opponent.

huh~

A rainbow of swords came from the sky, and the sword light instantly obliterated Murong Xianxian's figure. A cultivator at the cultivating stage tried his best to cut Murong Xianxian immediately under the sword.

Call ~

Murong Xianxian smiled slightly, raised her right hand, and popped out a blue rune with her index finger... This rune suddenly turned into tens of thousands of fine runes. Jianhong greeted him, distorting and collapsing the surrounding void.

The sword rainbow suddenly dissipated, and a small flying sword was thrown flying... The rune grinder was still alive, and crashed into the elder of the refining stage, and he was thrown flying horizontally. spray.The elder was horrified, if it wasn't for the flying sword blocking it, and his supernatural powers for body protection, this blow would have smashed him to pieces.

Just before he rejoiced that he had narrowly escaped death, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, his right index finger touched his eyebrows away, and a cyan sword energy shot out, piercing his purple mansion with a 'poof' sound.

"No~"

The Elder Lian Shen opened his mouth and shouted, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes, but the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

"Repay kindness with revenge!"

Murong Xianxian's expression was indifferent, and he glanced around, "After killing you all, I will go to level the mountain gate of the Songshan sect!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

A cultivator shouted loudly, making talismans with both hands, his whole body was radiant, a giant tree about a kilometer high appeared above his head, suddenly fell down towards Murong Xianxian, the huge root system was like a dome covering a large area of ​​the sky Living.

boom!

Murong Xianxian punched out, and the blue fist shadow flew out from her fist, like a pillar holding up the sky... The huge blue fist shadow shattered the huge tree shadow that was pressed down in the air, overflowing with spiritual power, Like a gust of wind blowing on the ground, the trees on Zhaiyue Peak were smashed into powder, and the whole mountain trembled slightly.

"Hmph!" The elder who made a deep noise, his figure swayed again and again, like a candle in the wind.

"It's terrible! Who is this female cultivator? Why have I never heard of her?" Some monks found out that although high-level female cultivators are rare, they are not uncommon, but no matter who they are, they are not as tyrannical as Murong Xianxian. In any case, it doesn't match the number.

"stop!"

An Elder from the Songshan sect who was refining the gods yelled angrily, and used his innate grabbing power, stretched out a giant palm out of nowhere to grab Murong Xianxian, it was as big as a mountain, covering the sky and the sun.

This is not just an ordinary innate grapple, but mixed with the law of the wood system, like a world projection descending, freezing the space around Murong Xianxian, preventing her from escaping... He still doesn't give up With the possibility of capturing Murong Xianxian alive, he thought that by limiting her speed, he would be able to capture her.

Murong Xianxian stood there, using her hands to strike out one after another voodoo formulas... A blue ancient tree rose from the ground and pressed down on the giant palm, as if a forest appeared around her.

boom!

When that mountain-like elder of the Songshan sect fell down, he received a terrible impact... The entire giant hand collapsed in an instant and ceased to exist.

"Did you find out that the female cultivator is also using wood attribute supernatural powers, which seems to be stronger than those elders of the Songshan sect."

"The same attribute...could it be related to the inheritance dispute?"

Some cultivators with keen thinking have already guessed almost exactly.

boom!

Songshan sent another elder from the stage of refining gods to rush over. His face was like a jujube, and he had a long black beard under his jaw. He looked like a reincarnation of a martial saint. Murong Xianxian came roaring.

boom!

The fire dragon flew above Murong Xianxian, raised a giant claw the size of a mountain, and slammed it down.

On Zhaiyue Peak, the ground cracked, and the cave had already collapsed. Countless boulders, like those trees, turned into dust, and the invisible killing intent and pressure destroyed everything.

Those blue ancient trees all over Murong Xianxian's side collapsed one after another, but as they were broken, those giant trees turned into incomparably huge leaf crowns, shrouded in blue light, blocking the incoming attacks.

puff!

A needle-shaped blue light suddenly shot out from the crown of leaves, hitting the head of the cultivator who performed the innate grapple, only a "bang" sound was heard, and the head was instantly blown up like a watermelon falling to the ground. Shattered, without even a scream.

blow!

Her figure rushed towards the cultivator who looked like a martial saint without stopping, her fists blasted forward like shells.

boom!

A shield-shaped magic weapon sacrificed by the monk was shattered by the shock, and his fist shattered his body-protecting supernatural power like breaking an eggshell, and hit his chest hard.

Click!

There was a sound of broken bones, and the monk's body flew out, and his face was instantly full of blueness.

Bang!

His body exploded suddenly, and streaks of blue light erupted from his body like sword energy, cutting his body into tiny pieces of meat... With a flash of blue light, a streak of primordial spirit suddenly flew out of the sky, But just after he flew into the air, he was stunned by dozens of sword qi, and then disappeared, losing both body and spirit.

"Murong Xianxian, you...you are going too far. This is Qingxia Island, the territory of my Songshan Sect. How dare you act like this?!" The only remaining cultivator in the stage of cultivating God shouted sternly.

"I rescued two disciples of the Songshan Sect and took a rest here, but you sent people to capture me with great fanfare and covet my inheritance. Who is going too far?" Murong Xianxian asked indifferently. I'm really speechless, but if I don't explain, I'm afraid those spectators who don't know the truth will spread some unpleasant versions and cause her some trouble.