"The Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian, breaking the wind."

A sword appeared in the scroll.

It was a sword with a spiral blade.

Wright was instinctively afraid of the flying sword and tried to grab it but it just brushed past him.

And Wright, who was completely transformed into the element of wind, actually shed bright red blood.

Wright was dumbfounded. What skills did this kid have? This sword is called Broken Wind, and it can really break the wind. That's called Tetanus. It would be better for him to just kill it.

But since I can break the wind, I might as well change to another form since I haven't experienced it before.

The spiral sword named Pofeng flew back to Jian Yixin.

Pofeng's body swayed in front of Jian Yixin, as if asking for credit and reward.

But Jian Yixin pushed Pofeng aside.

"You just hurt the other person. What qualifications do you have to get in my way? Get lost!"

With a loud shout, Pofeng was frightened and curled up to the side.

Light frowned slightly and changed back from wind form to human.

In full view of everyone, he started to transform into water element.

"I am water now. Your wind-breaking skills can certainly break the wind, but can they also hurt water?"

A smile appeared on Jian Yixin's lips.

"Stop the water, get out."

A shark-tooth sword looks quite scary.

At the moment when the shark-tooth sword was about to pierce Wright, Wright adjusted that part into wind.

At the same time, when transformed into elements, even if Jian Yixin has mastered the method of restraining himself, he can turn passivity into initiative.

Wright used one palm to hold the wind and the other to store water. He looked down at the cold-faced handsome man and said with some complacency, "Young man, you can't break the wind even if you cut off the water. And you can't break the wind even if you cut off the water. What's the meaning of this move?"

Jian Yixin was silent, his eyes were still cold, but there was excitement in them.

"Ming in the sky, extinguish the flames, stop crying, cut gold, melt ice, shake the mountains, rely on trees, shade the sun, cut the stars, poison the meteorites, break the wind, stop the flow, go."

The Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian appeared at the same time. Wright looked at the terrifying twelve swords and had no intention of fighting. He just ran away.

Jian Yixin would not miss this opportunity. He threw the Zhuxian Map into the sky and jumped up. Jian Yixin stepped on the Zhuxian Map and followed the twelve Zhuxian swords.

Those twelve swords were like wild dogs on the loose, extremely crazy.

This beautiful sea of ​​clouds and mountains was reduced to ruins by the pursuit.

Wright gritted his teeth, wondering why these things were so difficult to deal with.

To be honest, it’s difficult for me to deal with just one of them, let alone these twelve plus the Sword Yi Xin.

Under the control of Jian Yixin, the twelve Zhuxian swords chased and intercepted Wright.

It would have been fine if Wright hadn't been hit by the sword that could have hurt him, but with such a fierce pursuit, that was simply impossible.

Once Wright is injured, it means that on top of the physical and mental energy consumption, there will be an inevitable burden added.

Wright's stamina was running low, and he couldn't sustain flying even after being transformed into an element.

It then released its elemental transformation and began to freely fall, and the moment it landed it began to transform into its elemental form to offset the damage.

Wright fell to the ground and started coughing. The cough was not severe, but he coughed up blood.

At this time his condition was extremely bad.

The clothes that already felt tattered now became truly tattered.

Jian Yixin landed on the ground, and the twelve Zhuxian swords followed behind Jian Yixin.

At this moment, everyone understood that the battle had been decided.

Jian Lingkong also closed his eyes helplessly. Even with the twelve Zhu Xian swords coming out at the same time, he was not sure of winning.

"Where's your power from that day? Use it."

Light forced a smile and said, "I've already told you that I can only use that power once. There's no need for me to lie to you."

Jian Yixin waved his sleeves heavily and said angrily: "I don't believe it."

Wright was helpless. "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."

Jian Yixin was also determined to make Wright use that power to wake him up.

"You don't have to use that form, I'll force you to use it. Come on, everyone."

The twelve swords trembled and flew towards Wright, and at this time Wright had nowhere to hide.

He could only hope that he could get out of bed within a month.

"Don't be so presumptuous! Don't hurt my master!"

Just as the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian were about to stab Wright, a delicate cry that resounded through heaven and earth, accompanied by a powerful sword energy, caught the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian off guard and pushed them back one after another.

Mingyue transformed into a human form and stood in front of Wright.

Jian Yixin's pupils shrank slightly. He was not surprised by Mingyue's appearance, but was shocked that twelve swords were actually repelled by one sword.

Jian Yixin clenched his fists and started cursing at the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian.

"You are a bunch of scrap metal. Twelve swords were repelled by one sword. Twelve immortal swords are not as good as one. Calling you a bunch of scrap metal is flattering to you, a bunch of useless people."

"If I had known you were so incompetent, I should have chosen other swords. You are just a bunch of scraps of copper and iron that have the power to kill immortals in name only."

The Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian trembled in the air, emitting wailing sounds that only swords could understand.

Chapter 336: Jian Yixin, Do You Have a Heart?

As Wright listened to Jian Yixin's words, he couldn't help but feel sorry for these twelve good swords.

At first, Wright just thought that Jian Yixin was fooled by him, so he reacted like that when dealing with Pofeng. Now it seems that he really disdains his own weapon.

Wright stood up with difficulty, and Mingyue immediately supported him.

"Ahem, young man, your weapons are all peerless divine weapons, it's just that your skills are inferior to others."

Jian Yixin looked at Wright with a sneer on his face.

"You are in this state now, and you still have the mood to lecture me?"

"I'm not preaching. I'm stating the truth. Weapons only determine the lower limit, while the one holding the weapon determines the upper limit."

Jian Yixin burst into laughter, and as he laughed, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

"You won, go ahead and preach."

Wright looked at Mingyue, who nodded slightly.

The two of them interlocked their fingers, and the bright moon transformed into its original form and appeared in Wright's hands.

Wright swung his sword and looked at Jian Yixin calmly.

"You've also seen that, although my swordsmanship is not as good as your Sword Sect's disciples, I am also a half-baked swordsman."

"You chose me so that I could show that form. Now I will answer you again. Even if I can use that form, I will not use it because I want to defeat you with my sword."

Jian Yixin jokingly said: "Just you?"

"Not just me, but Mingyue as well. Even if you have twelve swords, you are still alone in my eyes. You don't deserve to win."

Jian Yixin had had enough of Wright's nagging, and the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian were ready to go.

And Wright gently caressed the bright moon.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want you to show up in public, but unfortunately I have to break my promise because of my lack of strength."

Mingyue's gentle voice also came into Wright's mind.

"It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but only a moment to deploy it. During this moment, Mingyue has only one wish, and that is to defeat him. He is so hateful."

Wright smiled slightly: "You and I really have a mutual understanding."

Wright swung his sword again and stood with his sword behind his back.

Although his body was covered with wounds and bleeding, he gave people the feeling of being in high spirits and in great comfort.

"Young Wuxin, I have a sword called Bright Moon and a move called Clear Wind. Please teach me."

Wright called the wrong name on purpose, and compared to Ishin, Wuxin is indeed more suitable for his current self.

Jian Yixin waved his hand, and the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian surrounded Wright.

Jian Wujiu frowned.

"Brother, please make your move. If you use the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, someone will die."

Jian Lingkong looked at the situation on the field. He had an inexplicable feeling. He felt that the skilled Wright could break this deadlock.

"I believe in Wright. He will win the final victory."

Jian Wujiu was dumbfounded, thinking that you trust him so much after only meeting him a few times.

Wright, who was in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, did not resist at all, and the twelve swords created an impenetrable barrier.

The Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian stabbed at Wright from all directions. Wright closed his eyes and dodged by feeling. At this moment, he was like a dancer dancing on swords.

In the small space, the twelve swords attacked Wright back and forth, and it was like dancing on the tip of a needle.

But when the sword touched Wright's body, Wright's body actually dissipated. As the sword touched more and more parts of his body, Wright finally dissipated completely, and the airtight barrier actually stirred up a strong wind.

The originally clear sky suddenly turned dark, and the sun was replaced by a full moon.

Wind began to blow not only inside the sword formation, but also outside the sword formation. However, the wind was not violent but rather extremely gentle, just like the moon in the sky, bright and cool.

Chongxue smiled when she saw this scene.

"Jian Wuxin, this kid lost."

Long Jiang looked at his wife.

"Let's put it aside, Bao, you said such discouraging words. How come you also called someone's name wrong?"

"But, he just doesn't care."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. Tell me why you lost."

Chongxue looked at the arena quietly.

"Light has already merged with Mingyue. Even though Jian Wuxin holds twelve immortal swords, he is alienated from his swords. Fighting Light, who is also an immortal sword and has merged with his sword, is a crushing match in terms of realm."

"Mingyue has always been gentle, but she is the treasure forged by Xiaochen's companion spirit. I thought only Xiaochen could bring out the full power of Mingyue. Now it seems that Wright is our son-in-law. It seems that the relationship between the two is a done deal."

Long Jiang was a little dazed.

"No, Bao, how does this relate to the son-in-law?"

"Come on, you won't understand even if I tell you, just watch the game, it will be exciting next."

The breeze in the venue was blowing, while the strong wind was surging in the sword formation.

The wind picked up the sword and attacked the barrier with the blade, and cracks gradually appeared in the barrier.

Feng began to manipulate the sword to attack the places with the most serious cracks in turn.

After a while, there was a cracking sound and the barrier shattered.

The formation formed by the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian was broken by the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian.

The surging gale disappeared without a trace after breaking through the barrier, leaving only gusts of breeze.

Jian Yixin lost the last bit of recognition for the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian.

At this moment, I felt a slight pain in my cheek.

When I touched it, it started bleeding.

Jian Yixin suddenly realized that Wright's true form had transformed into this seemingly harmless breeze, and his offensive had just begun.

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