Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 182 Sword Breaks Zhu Xian
With Zhang Xiaofan's slash, the thousand-meter-long blood sword shot towards the green giant sword.

At this moment, thousands of people from the Demon Sect and nearly a thousand people from Qingyun Sect all focused their eyes on the thousand-meter-long blue giant sword slashed out by Daoxuan and the thousand-meter-long blood sword slashed out by Zhang Xiaofan.

They wanted to know if there was anyone who could temporarily block the Zhuxian Sword that was famous throughout the entire cultivation world.

Right, block it for now.

After all, they could also see that Zhang Xiaofan's sword was a peerless killing move condensed from countless blood, while the Zhuxian Sword was blessed by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, with endless spiritual power, and could wield countless blue giant swords like this one.

However, if Zhang Xiaofan could really block this fatal blow from Zhu Xian, he would be famous throughout the entire cultivation world.

After all, no one has the confidence to block this attack at the moment.

At this moment, the water qilin in the square below suddenly rolled over and stood up, looked at Zhang Xiaofan above with horror, and quickly fled into the distance.

He came to the cold pond with clear blue water, dived into it and disappeared.

He was traumatized by Zhang Xiaofan, and he decided to stay away from Zhang Xiaofan and not seek revenge on him.

No, Shui Qilin suddenly thought, it is not certain whether Zhang Xiaofan can survive today under the Zhu Xian Sword.

After all, when the Demon Cult invaded three hundred years ago, he saw the previous leader of Qingyun use this attack and directly killed the previous leader of the Demon Cult, Qiu Wangyu.

And the attack launched by Daoxuan now is even more powerful than the one launched by Tianchengzi three hundred years ago.

After all, one is at the Taiqing realm, and the other is at the peak of Shangqing.

Even though Daoxuan was seriously injured and half dead, the attack he launched was stronger than Tianchengzi's.

Therefore, Shui Qilin felt that even if Zhang Xiaofan used this unique killing move, he would not be able to block this attack anyway.

So, the water unicorn hid in the cold green water pond, popped out two huge eyes, and stared closely at the two giant swords in the sky.

"boom!"

The kilometer-long golden giant sword and the kilometer-long blood-red giant sword collided with each other, causing a loud noise that broke the eardrums.

At the same time, an aftermath shook the surroundings.

Even those who were a thousand meters away, using their magic weapons to cast a protective shield for defense, were still blown back by the aftermath.

"boom!"

The Yuqing Palace above the square was directly collapsed by this huge aftermath.

Tian Buyi, Lu Xueqi, Tian Ling'er, Shuiyue Zhenren, Song Daren, and all the masters of the Demon Sect all kept their eyes fixed on the two peerless attacks.

At the same time, the Ghost King, the Poison God, Yu Yangzi, and Madam San Miao looked at each other and instantly understood the idea.

"boom!"

When the deafening sound disappeared, the blue giant sword and the bloody giant sword disappeared at the same time.

At the same time, due to the blast of the blood-red giant sword, there was a temporary stagnation in the air, and no sword energy fell.

At this moment, the Ghost King was shocked and quickly rushed towards Daoxuan in the sky.

The Poison God, Madam Sanmiao, and Yuyangzi also rushed forward at the same time. The four of them were so fast that they flew in front of Daoxuan in the blink of an eye.

The four people had the same idea, that is, to take advantage of the moment when the sword energy was blasted into space by the thousand-meter-long blood-red giant sword, to approach Daoxuan in one go, and kill him with the combined strength of the four people.

Purple light appeared on the Ghost King’s hand, and he slapped Daoxuan hard.

Before Taoist Master Daoxuan could use the Zhuxian Sword Formation to unleash his sword energy, the Ghost King got close to him. Moreover, the sword he had just used was extremely exhausting for him as he was seriously injured. He also had to suppress the rising violence of the Zhuxian Sword.

In desperation, he had to chop down with his sword to block the Ghost King's palm.

However, the Poison God also slapped Daoxuan on the chest at this time. In a hurry, Daoxuan clenched his left hand and slapped back.

"boom!"

The Poison God had practiced hard for 800 years, and Daoxuan had already lost half his life. In a hurry, he was directly knocked back more than 20 meters by a palm strike, and fell on the Taiji Xuanqing Yin-Yang diagram above. "Puff!"

Daoxuan spat out a mouthful of hot blood, his injuries worsened again. For a moment, the magic power in his body stagnated and he was unable to attack for a moment.

Although a breath of time is very short, for a master like the Poison God and Ghost King, there are many things that can be done. Four people are enough to kill Daoxuan.

"Daoxuan, you bastard, die!"

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan below shouted angrily and used the sword-controlling technique. The Blood Soul Sword turned into a beam of blood light and shot towards Taoist Master Daoxuan.

The Ghost King, the Poison God, Madam Sanmiao, and Yu Yangzi looked at the Blood Soul Sword flying towards them from below, and thought of the shocking blow that Zhang Xiaofan had just unleashed, a fatal blow that was powerful enough to defeat the Immortal Execution Sword. They were terrified, fearing that the four of them would stand in front of the Blood Soul Sword and be killed by it.

So, the four of them retreated more than ten meters at the same time, watching the Blood Soul Sword shoot towards Taoist Master Daoxuan.

The Blood Soul Sword was so fast that it arrived in front of Taoist Master Daoxuan in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Zhenren Cangsong, who was flying over to surround and kill Zhenren Daoxuan, was sure that Daoxuan was dead. He was overjoyed and laughed wildly.

After three hundred years of planning and enduring for three hundred years, the old thief Daoxuan is finally going to die.

Brother Wan, I can finally avenge you.

No, it was Zhang Xiaofan who killed him.

Forget it, no matter who killed him, as long as Daoxuan is dead.

Tian Buyi looked at the Blood Soul Sword that was about to pierce through the Sect Leader. He knew that as long as the Sect Leader died, the Immortal Sword could not be used and the Qingyun Sect would be destroyed today.

However, as he watched Old Seven grow up, he felt that his disciple should not be that kind of person.

Moreover, did he guess that Old Seven was not putting on a show just for some treasure in the Ghost King's hands, but that Old Seven really wanted to join the Ghost King's Sect.

This, how is this possible?

Staying in Qingyun Sect, he will be the number one young disciple, the future leader of Qingyun Sect, and the number one person in the world.

If he goes to the Ghost King Sect, he can at most become the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, and then work hard to unify the Demon Sect, but this is far inferior to being the Sect Master of Qingyun.

I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out!
Human thoughts are always the fastest speed of time, and these thoughts are all within everyone's thoughts.

Taoist Master Daoxuan looked at the Blood Soul Sword which was so close that he still had half a breath to mobilize his magic power. Looking at the Blood Soul Sword which was about to pierce his heart, he sighed helplessly.

He had no regrets in dying, but once he died, Qingyun Sect would be destroyed. How could he have the face to face all the ancestors?

"Puff!" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan spat out a mouthful of hot blood and his face turned pale. The Blood Soul Sword that was about to shoot towards Daoxuan stopped and fell from the air for the first time.

Ghost King: “???”

Poison God: “???”

Madam San Miao: “???”

Yu Yangzi: “???”

At this moment, the four leaders of the Demon Cult were all confused. We were about to kill Daoxuan, but you suddenly shot us with a sword.

We have no choice but to let you kill Daoxuan.

But you, you can't even do it halfway?

At this moment, the four sect leaders were so angry that they gnashed their teeth, and helplessly, they rushed towards Daoxuan.

Seeing this, Master Cangsong, who was flying over, was so angry that he vomited blood and punched himself in the chest.

I was about to avenge Senior Brother Wan. I had been planning and enduring for three hundred years. Now I was finally able to take revenge, but you, Zhang Xiaofan, gave up halfway?

Kill you, I'm going to kill you!

(End of this chapter)