Proud Sword Emperor

Chapter 280 Confrontation
Xu Chen's whole body was covered with black, blue, and golden rays of light. The strong color made him feel heavy. The Golden Immortal Realm can sense the avenue and attract the power of heaven and earth. Now that the avenue is in front of him, although Xu Chen is sitting cross-legged and motionless, he naturally has a sense of stability like a rock. , the coercion like a mountain, every move when you open your eyes and stand up is full of Taoism, even the dancing hair looks soft and ethereal, as if you are a master of Taoism.

"It takes three days to reach the perfect state of Jinxian, and the cultivation speed of Emperor Jing is faster than expected."

Looking at the little fairy energy left around, Xu Chen stepped out of the crypt, and pondered slightly: "There are two days left before the closure here, and it is impossible to continue to break through."

Without much hesitation, Xu Chen turned around and was about to leave, not greedy for the two days of training time, the outside world is in turmoil, and I am afraid that it has reached a critical juncture.

After walking a certain distance, a detail that he glanced over and never noticed reappeared in his mind. Xu Chen paused for a moment, then turned back, looked up and down the crypt, and finally looked at a severely damaged sword in the sky , There was a flash of shock in his expression: "This is it."

This is a broken sword with only a one-foot tip left. Different patterns are carved on both sides of the sword body. It is crystal blue, and the sharp blade is dazzling gold.

Xu Chen was familiar with this crippled sword to the bone, and as far as his eyes could see, it seemed to touch the memory of many years ago. His breath was a little dignified, and he waved his hand to draw the half of the sword tip into his hand, and stroked his fingers inch by inch, Feeling the texture and touch on it, he let out a long breath: "Qingdi Sword, I didn't expect to meet again here."

Qingdi Sword, the real name is Emperor Sword Qinglian, because it is the emperor's weapon worn by Qingdi, the world often calls it Qingdijian.

This is the emperor soldier from Xu Chen's previous life!
"See you in 500 years, you are so broken."

Seeing the familiar broken sword, Xu Chen once again sighed with emotion. He was killed by Emperor Lintian and others with various means, and he didn't even notice that the emperor sword he was wearing was broken. I can imagine how tragic that battle was.

"To meet each other means that the fate is not exhausted, and you will see the sun again one day."

Xu Chen looked at the broken sword and finished speaking, the sword trembled, as if the surviving spirit was responding to Xu Chen, Xu Chen's eyes lightened slightly, and he smiled heartily: "Okay, the spirituality is still there, you are really waiting for rebirth, you are not willing If you were defeated at the beginning, return to me."

He poured the power of the Golden Immortal into the remnant sword, wrapped it in a roll and put it into the sea of ​​consciousness. Although it was a remnant sword, it was still an emperor's weapon, and its spirituality still remained, and its essential miraculous effects could still be integrated into the human body.

At this time, there are three things hidden in Xu Chen's consciousness sea, one is the strongest golden tripod, the other is the chaotic Shilin, and the third is the emperor sword Qinglian. Except for the strongest golden tripod, both Shilin and Qingdi sword are defective products.

"Boy, what are you talking about, this deity is the strongest Shilin, not an item, let alone a defective product!"

Shi Lin opened his eyes and roared, feeling what Xu Chen was thinking in his heart.

"Cultivate well, you may be useful in the future." Xu Chen consciously glanced at Shi Lin, ignored him, turned and walked out of the sword cave.

"Tch." Shi Lin snorted, contemptuously.

……

Wan Jianzong.

The Great Formation of Immortal Land was shattered, everyone in the whole sect was in danger, and everyone stared ahead with a fierce look on their faces.

In the sight of everyone, powerful enemies from all over the world swarmed, broke into the fairyland, and descended from the sky from the sky. The dense figures covered the sky and covered the ground, with the momentum to destroy everything, and they rushed straight to the city of Wanjian in the middle of the fairyland at an extremely fast speed. , Looking at the Immortal City so close at hand, all the faces were hideous and full of hostility.

"kill!"

The sound of killing was thrilling, and the striker had already descended on the sky above Xiancheng.

suddenly.

A dense layer of translucent air blades appeared on the square fairy city. These air blades are innumerable, like the rising of a mountain of knives. Once they appear, they seem to be born for the first time hidden in the years, with a peerless Majestic, rising from the sky.

"The Promise Knife Array, strangle!"

Jian Wugui shouted, and at the same time drew his sword soaring into the sky, he was like a big sun rising into the sky, the sword illuminated the land of immortality, his aura was as long as a sword that opened the sky, and he was unstoppable to kill the enemies all over the sky.

As soon as he moved, countless disciples of the Sword Sect followed immediately, roaring angrily, and lifted into the air with burning passion.

The armies of the two sides finally confronted each other for real.

"Pfft!"

The sound of the sword piercing the flesh resounded clearly in the Northern Wilderness at this moment.

Thunder and fire roared, roaring with fighting spirit.

The two sides were like two monstrous giant beasts, the most primitive and terrifying fighting broke out, blood and fire were splashing.

It's just that Wan Jianzong was weak in the end, and was repelled in the first confrontation, so he wouldn't be defeated like a mountain, but he was still struggling, and there were a lot of casualties at this moment.

above the sky.

Jian Wureg's sword was blocked by six Immortals of the Six Paths, one against six, and he was instantly knocked into the air and fell to the ground.

retreat...

Defeated without any suspense.

The strength of the enemy is clearly displayed at this moment.

"Who allowed you to fight!"

Jian Wureg turned back and rushed out from the ground, looking at the disciples of Jianzong whose casualties increased in an instant, the bloody sword light that was like a heart-thirsty made him growl: "Everyone retreat, retreat back to the city and open the city defense array!"

"Sovereign, what's the point of defending again? The city defense formation is far inferior to the Immortal Earth formation. I'm afraid it won't be able to last for a moment! It's better to fight them now!" Some elders roared, not wanting to make unnecessary retreats.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jian Wugui yelled angrily, "I have a way to buy you time! Everyone evacuate!"

When he gave the order, someone was so jealous, he stepped forward to grab it and threw it back into the city, while constantly conveying the order.

Soon the disciples of Jianzong returned, and a golden barrier was erected on the fairy city.

"ridiculous."

Among the enemies, Xianjun snorted coldly. Looking at Wan Jianzong who was evading again, he said indifferently: "You have reached this point and still want to linger on, Jian Wugui, do you really not recognize the reality clearly, you will perish today! .”

"Smash this cover for me, this thousand-year-old small formation can be broken in the blink of an eye!"

The enemy is full of murderous intent.

Jian Wureg flew up, stepped out of the formation, and looked at everyone with a colder gaze: "In the end, it's not clear who will live and who will die."

"You came out to resist us alone? You are extremely stupid." You Xianjun sneered.

Jian Wureg stood up proudly, stretched out his right hand towards the center of the fairy land, pointed at the statue of the immortal monarch standing in the center, and made the same movement as the statue, Xuanao immediately attached to him, as if he and the statue had a connection, a strong feeling The breath of power rose in his body, and Jian Wureg said in a low voice, "I can't kill you, but what's so difficult about blocking you for a while?"

Seeing his actions, the six immortals of the Six Paths in the sky all changed their expressions, and became even more hostile: "Borrowing the power of the god statue, are you trying to dig your own foundation to become a god?!"

(End of this chapter)