Nine Heavens Sword Sovereign

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"Call you crazy, I will make your life worse than death in a while!" Yi Feng cursed in his heart, still pretending to run away in a panic, and at the same time, his speed kept slowing down, as if he couldn't hold on any longer.

When the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator approached a hundred meters behind him, Yi Feng stopped suddenly, and a red light flew out of him.Afterwards, Yi Feng didn't look at the red light, but he swung the Heaven Slashing Sword in mid-air, with ethereal and ethereal swordsmanship.

Seeing the red light flying towards him, the Yuanyingqi monk could naturally see its extraordinary quality with his knowledge, so he stopped quickly.

The blood spirit mirror rose while flying, and it was already a foot in diameter in an instant. The sky was splashed with blood, and the extremely strong devilish energy filled the sky and covered the earth. The scent instantly overwhelmed the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Magic treasure!!! How can there be magic treasure? Isn't this kid a disciple of Jianzong?" Yuanying Zhongqi set off a storm in his heart.For a long time, there has been such a common sense in the comprehension world: those who can condense the sword heart like a substance must be members of the sword sect, and all the members of the sword sect regard the monks of the magic way as enemies, and they will fight almost immediately when they meet, and they will never use it. Magic weapon.

But this common sense has been subverted today.He didn't know at all that Yi Feng was a disciple of the Sword Sect, but an unrestrained cultivator who came from time travel.

The demonic energy surged, and the blood glistened.After all, the monks in the mid-Yuanying stage have practiced Taoism for many years. After a short period of absence, they quickly returned to their senses, and quickly pasted a golden yang talisman on themselves to dispel the mad energy.If the devilish energy enters the body, it is very likely to contaminate one's own Nascent Soul, and if it is not done well, one will go into a state of madness.

However, the power of the Blood Spirit Mirror is far more than that simple. When the magic energy cannot invade, it will shoot out red auras under the drive of Yi Feng's mind, shooting towards the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surrounded by golden light like a rain of swords.

Nascent Soul mid-stage monks are not easy to deal with either.He has already cultivated the Ming Huo Zong's spiritual fire art to the third level, which can release the real fire of Nascent Soul Samadhi, and this kind of real fire with awe-inspiring righteousness is the nemesis of demon spirits.He shouted loudly, and chanted a few spells very quickly, all of his fire-type spiritual power frantically poured into his flying sword, and then made it brazenly attack the blood spirit mirror.

The Blood Spirit Mirror is a magic treasure, but Yi Feng's true energy is not magic energy, so he can't exert the strongest power at all. Besides, Yi Feng's skills are weak now, and he doesn't expect the Blood Spirit Mirror to be able to take down the Nascent Soul Intermediate monk.

When the flying sword of the mid-Yuanying monk repelled the blood spirit mirror with a fiery red light, what greeted him was Yi Feng's well-prepared sword art attack.

The blood red in front of his eyes faded, but it made the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul feel the extremely rich spiritual power of heaven and earth, while the opponent's long sword was dazzling.Before he could figure out the situation, the spiritual power of the surrounding world suddenly condensed into a bundle, pushing the opponent's long sword to attack quickly.

The monk in the mid-Yuanying period turned pale with fright, and quickly threw out his flying sword to stop him, and at the same time retreated.However, everything was calculated, and just as he was moved, a sharp pain came. It turned out that the flying sword that he had cultivated for many years was crushed by the other party.

Before he had time to look at the situation of his flying sword, he knew the enemy's way, so he could only turn around quickly while regretting his carelessness.

With the blessing of heaven and earth spiritual power, the speed of the Zhantian Sword fused with the heart of the sword is really too fast. The mid-Yuanying cultivator just took a few steps when he was pierced through the chest by the Zhantian Sword. A miniature pink and tender villain appeared on the spot. Then it turned into a streak of blood and disappeared.

Yi Feng knew that it was the monk's Nascent Soul, and he must have used some taboo method to escape.