Chapter 45 Seven-Emotional Sword Lotus

The terrifying momentum rose, and even cracks appeared in the vacuum around him. The strong wind rose out of thin air. The hills under Luo Xinyu finally could not bear the majestic heat of the three-legged golden crow and were melted into red magma. The mountain collapsed, like the earth fire volcano after the eruption, and the hot magma slowly flowed downwards.

Then, under the shocked eyes of the two disciples of the Sword Master of the Relentless Sect, the two purple-gold giant claws with the fiery and sharp purple-yang sword energy grabbed them hard. The almost twisted and broken vacuum pushed a strong wind pressure and came to the front of the two first.

An unprecedented solemn color appeared on his face. Facing Luo Xinyu's strongest sword, the two had to pay twelve points of attention. The divine sword with a blue color shining sharpness was raised in front of him. The two seemed to have made up some decisions, and the tips of the two divine swords reached together.

"Singing"—

The next moment, two seven-emotional sword intents rose from the two men again, and the surging seven-emotional sword essence shot out from the tip of the two men like a spring, like a swimming fish. The countless seven-emotional sword energy tangled up at the tip of the two men's swords. The seven-emotional spirit rose into the sky, and the light almost reached the level of shoulder compared to the five-emotional sword shadows that reached the sky.

The sword energy condensed, and a budding seven-colored lotus appeared at the tip of the two swords. The next moment, the lotus rose in the wind and grew to fifty feet in an instant. Then, under the surprised gaze of Ning Huanzhen and others, the lotus actually shrunk rapidly. The seven-colored divine luster became brighter and brighter, and a terrifying sword energy fluctuated.

A little sweat had already oozed up on the faces of the two disciples of the Sword Master of the Wuqing Sect, and their faces became pale at the same time. However, on the tip of their swords, a lotus that was only half a foot tall appeared. The dazzling seven-color divine light shone brightly, and the more surging waves than before spread several hills in an instant.

The fluctuation of Suo's "sex" was controlled toward Luo Xinyu, but the missing slight fluctuation still made Ning Huanzhen and the other four keep their minds in mind, and even sat down cross-legged and mobilized their spiritual sense to resist with all their might.

The purple-gold-colored true fire in his eyes was like two blazing suns. Luo Xinyu's momentum, which merged into the three-legged golden claw, reached its peak for a moment. The purple-gold-colored giant claw suddenly shone golden, and the vacuum was finally shattered.

The two sword masters of the Wuqing Sect shouted loudly. The almost negligible seven-colored sword lotus at the tip of the sword turned into a seven-colored stream of light and suddenly penetrated into the chest of the three-legged golden crow.

What!

Ning Huanzhen and others stood up suddenly, staring at the three-legged golden crow spreading its wings in the void.

"Seven-emotional Sword Lotus, open!" Two disciples of the Sword Master of the Religious Sect shouted loudly, and then spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, but their eyes were still brightly staring at the three-legged golden crow that had already stopped in the void.

At this moment, Luo Xinyu felt a strange wave hitting his divine court sea of ​​consciousness. Although it was resisted by his powerful spiritual consciousness, it was still in danger. At the same time, he no longer had the extra energy to control the magic phase of the golden crow.

Almost in a flash, Luo Xinyu felt a sudden shock because he felt a terrifying wave of sword energy burst out in the Dharma image.

How is that possible!

My mind was shocked. The sword lotus was not destroyed by the Ziyang True Fire and Sword Qi. At this moment, it began to turbulently in the Dharma image.

Under the hill, under the horrified gaze of Ning Huanzhen and others, the golden crow Dharma phase that was stagnant in the void suddenly began to swell violently, and seven-colored lights appeared on the purple-colored wings. It was clear that the painful expression appeared in the originally purple-colored illuminated eyes of the golden crow.

call out--

A seven-emotional sword energy shot out from the golden crow's body, and then countless seven-colored light spots appeared on the body of the three-legged golden crow's dozens of feet tall, and the sharp sword energy shot out from these light spots.

call out--

call out--

call out--

In the next moment, from the golden crow Dharma image transformed by Luo Xinyu, countless sharp seven-emotion sword energy passed by, and the seven-colored light suddenly submerged the huge body of the golden crow.

call--

Then, Luo Xinyu's figure shot out from the seven-colored light and crashed deeply into the ground behind Ning Huanzhen and the other four.

Scroll-

The powerful force burst the earth open, and the cracks, like spider webs, spread around with Luoxin Feather as the center.

puff--

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and Luo Xinyu's face turned pale. On his body, countless sword marks penetrated into the flesh and blood, and the gurgling blood was like a spring rushing.

Looking at Luo Xinyu behind him, a disciple of Fuyun Sect instantly pulled out the sword weapon behind him.

"Junior brother stop!"

"You dare, thief!"

Ning Huanzhen and Zhao Qianye shouted almost at the same time, and with one sword, he shook Qin Mu and the other four. A deep sword mark on Zhao Qianye's back,

The divine light flashed in his eyes, and the thunder step moved to the extreme. The domineering Fenglei sword energy spread out, and condensed into an eight-meter-meter-a-round sword balloon outside Zhao Qianye's body. The purple lightning, which was thick with purple thighs, was gathered out by the spiritual consciousness that was transferred to the extreme, wrapped around the sword balloon, and a sliver of sword intent merged into it. The immense power spreads towards the surroundings like the waves of rivers.

The purple-colored stream of light shone through the sky.

In the void, the sword balloon wrapped around Zhao Qianye quickly rotated, and the infinite purple lightning on it tangled along inexplicable trajectories, like a magical python dragon.

The 14th posture of Zixiao Fenglei Sword: Great Sun Fenglei.

At this moment, with the wind and thunder sword intent rising at the same time, the purple-light pythons stretched out their heads and the sword balloons wrapped around Zhao Qianye shrank down at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, the pythons became larger and larger. In half a breath, nine wind and thunder pythons, which were about ten feet long and thick, were shining around Zhao Qianye.

The invisible hissing sound turned into a monstrous momentum, covering the disciples of the Fuyun Sect who could not stop the sword-like style.

A loud shout was like a bolt from the blue.

The nine wind and thunder god pythons immediately roared and shot out. Nine python-shaped vacuums formed all the way, and each trajectory pointed directly at the disciples of the Fuyun Sect.

"Yue Ge!" Ning Huanzhen shouted loudly, and the eighth-grade Qinggang sword was instantly unsheathed and headed towards the nine Wind Thunder God Pythons. Yi Yue Ge drew his sword with his backhand at the same time, and waved several Xunfeng sword energy to the right hand of the junior brother who was attacking.

In the void, Ning Huanzhen Qing Gang Sword shook, and the crystal clear Gang Feng Sword Qi immediately extended nine feet long.

Woo--

In Zhao Qianye's alert gaze, Ning Huanzhen stepped out of several afterimages in the void. The Qinggang Sword in his hand quickly stirred in front of him. In front of his Qinggang Sword, the air instantly became stagnant. A white gale wind was generated out of thin air, tearing the air in front of him to pieces. Ning Huanzhen's whole person was instantly enveloped by a thirty-foot-high white gale wind.

Zhao Qianye felt that the power of Ning Huanzhen gathering at this moment almost surpassed the peak of the swordsman, and there was a tendency to stretch upward. He felt the condensation of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the gale of the ga

laugh--

Suddenly, the white "color" gale wind that wrapped around Ning Huanzhen thirty feet high contracted and turned into a twenty-foot tornado. The white "color" gale wind also became crystal clear as jade. The sharp and domineering sword energy on it was contained in it, and it occasionally jumped up from the wind, piercing through the air and making a loud explosion of air.

Vacuum twist!

Even the surrounding hills trembled violently at this moment, and the violent and fierce momentum was like the bloody mouth of a wild beast, and its sharp fangs met the nine Wind Thunder God Pythons in the sky.

In nearly two years, Ning Huanzhen's Nine Heavens Wind Gang Sword had almost changed drastically from the beginning.

The Qinggang Sword pierced out flat, and the sharp and domineering gangstorm suddenly emerged and swept towards the nine divine pythons.

Countless gravels rose up and two vacuums collided in the void.

"Singing"—

The sword roared and the bitter waves of air accompanied by countless tiny sword energy spread towards the surrounding earth.

puff--

puff--

puff--

The vast earth was suddenly blown open, with large holes as deep as a ruler. The dust was flying all over the sky, and the broken wind immediately covered the sky and the sun.

The divine python and the Gangfeng Tornado dissipated in the void at the same time. Ning Huanzhen immediately retreated, and Yi Yuege also blocked the disciple of the same sect who took action at the same time.

"Second Senior Sister!" Obviously a little shocked and angry. The disciple of the Fuyun Sect looked at Yi Yuege who was blocking him in disbelief.

"Listen to your senior brother." He looked at him deeply, and Yi Yuege immediately retreated to Ning Huanzhen's side.

After falling to Luo Xinyu's side, Zhao Qianye turned around and looked at the two disciples of the Wuqing Sect who were striding down the hill.

Blood was overflowing from the corners of their mouths. The Seven-Emotional Sword Lotus that had just been triggered into the Jin Crow's body, causing serious damage to their spiritual consciousness. However, compared to Luo Xinyu, who is now covered in wounds, they still retain most of their combat power.

He gasped slightly. The battle just now had consumed 60% of the sword energy in Zhao Qianye's body. The heaven and earth energy had no time to replenish it in time. He stared at the two sword masters who were gradually approaching. The terrifying pressure belonging to the sword master almost made the air around him vibrate. After realizing it personally, Zhao Qianye suddenly felt his whole body tightening, and the cold hair on his body stood up in an instant.

These are two sword masters in the middle heaven. Even if they are injured, even if they are single-on-one, Zhao Qianye knows that he will not be able to defeat him. His eyes turn to Long Xue's direction, as if the battle over there is about to end.
Chapter completed!