I really didn't expect to make the heroines fall in love with me.

However, considering that Wuxiang had to recharge himself after using it, and he had to have a blank period for his cards, he didn't want to waste this powerful hand that he just got on the group of sword cultivators in front of him.

After all, there is really no need for this, everyone is just fighting for interests, not enemies of life and death, not to mention that the strength of the other party can't endanger your life.

In this case, it is enough to be completely invisible as a deterrent, and you can also keep this trump card to deal with emergencies.

And his current power and influence did indeed calm down the people on the opposite side.

After further strengthening his invincibility at the moment with words, Luo Wusheng's gaze slowly wandered across the opposing team.

A group of disarmed Golden Core Sword Cultivators can't make a fuss, as for Nascent Soul...

The complexions of the five Nascent Souls were not pretty, especially the strong man who was injured.

All the cooperating golden cores he brought had completely lost their fighting ability, and his own condition was not good. This epee team could almost be said to have withdrawn from the sword ghost competition ahead of schedule.

Some people in the other teams also had a little retreat in their eyes.

But the temptation of the Heaven Rank Sword Ghost was too great after all.

I don't know how many years one has appeared, and every time it is discovered, it will cause competition among various forces. They think they have enough cultivation now, and they really don't want to just give up and accompany them for a while.

Surrounded by only five swords, the old man Yuanying inhaled a mouthful of turbid air, his half-closed old eyes were fully opened, and his eyes kept sweeping over Luo Wusheng, who was like a demon descended into the world at this moment.

"...Your strength is not as powerful as it is displayed at this moment."

The old man Yuanying said in a dry and hoarse voice: "If you really have this level of strength, you don't need to care about the old man and the others, you can directly enter Jianyang Mountain, and the old man and the others can't stop you from taking the sword ghost easily... You are bluffing."

"You can only show the power of a knife at most."

Listening to the other party's words, the indifferent smile on Luo Wusheng's face did not change at all.

"You can try."

He could tell what the old man was planning at a glance. Although he was saying those words, the old man didn't even take a step. He clearly wanted the other Nascent Souls to try his sword first. Explore your own reality.

Luo Wusheng also responded to such thoughts.

The group of swords hovering above his head stopped moving and changing at this moment, and there was a sound of swords in unison, with the blades pointing downward.

Sunlight enters from the gap inside and overlaps in the reflection of the blade, showing colorful splendor.

Afterwards, Luo Wusheng gently swung the left hand holding the cold light rapier.

Nearly a hundred swords seemed to be ordered, and one after another fell, making the sound of the blade cutting through the air, and finally fell straight into the ground with the sound of "chi".

(If there are thousands of swords gathered together, it will be even more spectacular...)

In that way, there will be a wave of real swords falling like rain, instead of the light-weight re-engraving like today.

It is best to pair it with a majestic and atmospheric bgm.

It's a pity that Wuxiang still needs to use it to intimidate the opponent now, and can't transform into the form of the lyre.

And Luo Wusheng didn't really want to act like swords falling like rain... The main reason is that he really couldn't hold on anymore.

This is due to the fact that the swordsmanship method has not been fully created, and there is no follow-up after integrating the attracted sword instruments, but maintaining this state has really consumed spiritual power and sword intent.

Leaving aside the spiritual power, if Luo Wusheng hadn't drank the Jianjian Tea last night, the strength of his sword intent had greatly increased, and his nascent sword intent might have been a little difficult to mobilize the magic weapon long swords of the group of gold cores.

Even so, the scope and quantity that can be induced are still limited.

(...Dao and Xiao Yuli are just two extremes.)

Miss Jianxian has a powerful sword intent, but she doesn't have enough spiritual power to support it.

At this moment, all the drawn swords had sunk into the ground below Luo Wusheng.

But none of the sword cultivators on the other side dared to collect their sabers.

Even the old man, Yuanying, just watched his sixth sword fall, and just when he wanted to teleport with some spiritual power, he was frightened by Luo Wusheng's undisguised aura lock, and his spiritual power dissipated , but subconsciously took half a step back.

The corners of Luo Wusheng's mouth curled up.

From this point of view, at least until there is no movement in Jianyang Mountain, these guys will not plan to take risks.

And if they attack when the sword ghost collapses the sword soul, even if I don't use the power of the Wuxiang long knife, I can hold back this group of people a little... It's possible that the invincible enemy I just created is going to collapse. collapse.

Cough, it might indeed be a little embarrassing to be at a disadvantage in the battle after letting out that bunch of words.

But it's okay, no one recognizes me anyway.

He was thinking about it, but his heart moved and he looked down.

The sturdy man who was injured first shook his head and let out a long sigh, and thrust the epee in his hand into the ground.

"Forget it, this sword ghost is no longer something I can covet...but before I leave, I want to know one more thing."

He looked at Luo Wusheng with complicated meanings in his eyes: "It is true that you have no Dao Yun flowing in your body, and you can't perceive the existence of Nascent Soul. There is no doubt that it is only the cultivation base of the golden core... But I have never I have seen Jindan Consummation with your strength."

"This level of strength, coupled with this style, is absolutely impossible to remain unknown in the world... Who are you?"

Luo Wusheng smiled without saying a word.

He just decided not to reveal his identity.

But in the team led by the casual cultivator Yuanying, there was a Jindan cultivator who was taken aback after hearing the strong man's words.

"Golden elixir is perfect... the most famous golden elixir is perfect..."

"The Son of the Devil?!"

The monk said four words from his mouth like a flash of inspiration.

The corner of Luo Wusheng's mouth twitched slightly.

(No, I'm not, please call me Long·Qingzhou Sanxiu·Hongyanlou Regular Guest·Sweet Little Expert·Dahai.)

He was talking to himself, but he didn't make a sound, because the Golden Core cultivator had already refuted his own guess by talking to himself.

"No... There has never been a rumor that the devil's son has practiced swordsmanship and thunder, and he should be in the royal city at this time..."

The little monk with insufficient information spoke to himself.

Everyone in the room just got up and lost their minds, but they still left a little bit of thinking.

But in the next moment, all these thoughts were shattered.

In the depths of Jianyang Mountain, a burst of energy fluctuations suddenly gathered, and a shrill hiss came directly from within the mountain range.

In this neighing, all the people with the sword intent trembled.

Immediately afterwards, a pitch-black light and shadow shattered where the energy gathered.

hum-

It was as if the sound of the sword's cry sounded, and the scattered light and shadow turned into countless dark and gloomy small swords soaring into the sky, but they all exploded in the next moment.

The roaring sound continued.

Everyone realizes what this is.

Sword ghost, the art of collapsing sword soul!

Section 242#First Volume#Chapter [-] Collapsing Sword Soul (Second Update)

Except for the strong man who was about to leave and didn't want to continue to participate in the sword ghost battle, the faces of the remaining Nascent Souls were extremely ugly at this moment.

The Heavenly Rank Sword Demon's use of the Collapsing Sword Soul meant that they had to make a decision at this moment.

They have already guessed the identity of the woman who entered Jianyang Mountain first, after all, the corresponding news reached their ears yesterday.

The head of the Jiange Nascent Soul who came for the sword ghost... If the one inside waits to slow down, they really have no chance this time.

Being able to defeat Sword Demon alone means that the head of the Jiange Pavilion is stronger than any of them.

Among the sword cultivators, Jiange monks are hard to find opponents in the same situation...

They knew this well from the beginning, and because of this, they were a little overwhelmed by the other party's arrival yesterday, but they never imagined that they might be in a situation where they hadn't fought against the Jiange master. Run for nothing.

The four Nascent Souls who were still unwilling to give up gritted their teeth.

If they still want to compete for the sword ghost, they have to teleport directly to the approximate location of Beng Jianhun that has been determined at this time.

But if that knife is swung down at this time...

Luo Wusheng's eyes were dim, and he was always aware of the changes in the situation of the world, so that when the group of Nascent Souls on the opposite side suddenly teleported, he could instantly respond to the pursuit.

Of course, he could also choose to teleport to that Jiange fairy directly by the power left by Ling Shuangxue on the cold light rapier in his hand.

However, if they fight there, the sword ghosts that have not been collected by secret methods may fall into the hands of others, and at the same time disturb their teammates to stabilize their injuries.

In the end, Ling Shuangxue had the idea of ​​looking for a helper because she couldn't hold on after enduring the collapse of the sword soul in her current state and had to take a period of time to recover.

(However, since Beng Jianhun was successfully forced out, everything should be considered smooth there, and it's time to come to an end...)

Luo Wusheng maintained the intimidation of Wuxiang in his hand, imitating the aura of the female emperor who suppressed the night when she swung the sword of the king, but he had already begun to think about the means he should use if he fell into a battle later.

But the next moment, he who had been holding his posture was stunned.

And the moment he was stunned, the Nascent Souls on the opposite side did not take advantage of this opportunity to teleport away...

Because they also failed to understand the situation at the moment.

In the depths of Jianyang Mountain, where the collapse of the sword soul happened earlier, the power that had just dissipated began to gather again, and even emitted a wave that was a little more terrifying than before.

It's the soul of the sword...?

"The second sword soul collapse? How is this possible... Could it be that there is still a heavenly sword ghost hidden in Jianyang Mountain?!"

The eyes of Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator in a team of casual cultivators trembled, and the teleportation that had been secretly preparing to move the power of heaven and earth was interrupted immediately.

Amid such changes, the color of Luo Wusheng's eyes changed rapidly.

(In her state, if she sustains a collapse of the sword soul, she will be injured, and she will not be able to gather spiritual power for a short period of time...)

If this is the case for the second collapse of Sword Soul...

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In the depths of Jianyang Mountain.

Ling Shuangxue was leaning against a half-destroyed spiritual plant, her face was a little pale, and her vision was blurred.

The power of the Heaven Rank Sword Demon's Collapsing Sword Soul Technique slightly exceeded her expectations.

Her sword intent was a bit slack, not to mention her spiritual power cultivation, and even her spiritual consciousness was difficult to gather at this moment, and she couldn't clearly perceive the external situation.

The injuries on her body were not minor, especially the injuries caused by the mysterious man's attack the day before yesterday. At this moment, the superposition of two or two made her condition drop a little again.

Fortunately, when listening to Luo Wusheng's story last night, she did stabilize a lot of her previous injuries, and the reshaped sword heart was strong enough, which allowed her to stabilize her aura without difficulty in this situation.

(Next, as long as you condense your sword intent, you can recover your mobility in a short time...)

In the end, the Jiange secret method was used to collect the dying sword ghost and seal it up, and the incident here was completely over.

But at this time, Ling Shuangxue suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

This is Yuanying's advance perception of the crisis.

But... Hasn't the sword ghost already used the technique of collapsing the sword soul and lost the ability to move?Could it be that there are others...

As soon as she had this thought, a familiar shrill neigh rang in her ears.

The little sword intent that had just been condensed became turbulent after a shock.

As if the shock had stimulated her nerves, the picture in Ling Shuangxue's eyes became somewhat clearer.

On the spiritual plants covering the surroundings, dark light and shadows burned like flames, with traces of destruction all over the place.

This is all the influence of Collapse Sword Soul.

Ling Shuangxue's first battle with the Sword Demon did not cause much commotion. After discovering the Sword Demon at the first time, she immediately seized the opportunity and pressed forward step by step, leading the Sword Demon to a dead end.

Sword Demon also used the final skill decisively.

She also survived as expected, and basically everything was expected.

Originally, as long as no one disturbed her, she would be able to take the half-dead Heavenly Sword Demon into her pocket after recovering.

But the picture in front of me...

Ling Shuangxue felt that her lips and tongue became extremely dry at this moment.

The figure covered with cracks of golden light slowly straightened up in a barren land full of dark light and shadow and full of destruction.