No one knows what was going on with Fang Yuan. Apart from Jin Hanxue, no one paid attention to this fierce battle between the Sword Sweeping Pool and the Evil Sword Cultivator was at a critical moment. The four elders Chengtian had accumulated a lot of strength at this moment, so naturally no one would hold back. The sword spirit was destroyed to the extreme and slashed towards the disciples of the Sword Sweeping Pool.

However, although the people of Chengtian Swordsman attacked in advance and took advantage of it, in terms of cultivation, the four elders were all Nascent Souls, one level higher than the disciples of the Sword Shaving Pool, the disciples of the Sword Shaving Pool still showed their superhuman potential when they were in danger. Headed by the disciples of Xuan Chi, the sword intent was turbulent, and they barely took over the pressure from the people of Chengtian Sword Shaving Pool and struggled to support them.

"Haha, one of the seven famous swords in the sword washing pond is indeed well-known..."

In this fierce battle, Young Master Chengjian was also watching coldly and thinking in his heart.

As soon as they came up, the focus of the sneak attack was on the Yuanying Sword Immortal. I thought that if I got rid of this person, everything would be fine, but I didn’t expect that the sword pool would be willing to send a sword to the ninth snow line. What I didn’t expect was that this sword pool was obviously only in the golden elixir cultivation, but had already cultivated to the sword mind realm, and even got one of the seven famous swords in the sword pool.

In this way, the strength he exerted at this time was still terrifying than that of the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal. In addition, the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool also fought their best. At this time, they started to fight, but they did not solve them as easily as they imagined!

"The night is long and the dream is too many, and it will change later..."

This thought quickly emerged in his heart and his eyes became cold.

Since you have the advantage, why continue to fight with these people?

Every evil cultivator of Chengtian Sword Way has been chased by the Sword Washing Pool countless times, and he only believes in one truth in his heart.

Only the dead disciples of the Sword Washing Pool are good sword cultivators!

"Swish!"

He had a certain idea, so he stepped out directly, a smile appeared on his face, and suddenly, the black sword turned upside down, and a drop of blood in his eyebrows was stained with his natal essence and blood. Then he silently recited it, and his sword intent suddenly surged at this time, and then there were seven or eight black shadows appearing around him, quietly floating in the void.

"Kill them!"

Young Master Chengtian smiled faintly and pinched his sword finger.

The seven or eight black shadows around him swayed sword intent at the same time, as if seven or eight white robes were not inferior to those of the disciples of the Sword Cleaning Pool, and they were twisted towards the surroundings at the same time. With this move, the pressure on the disciples of the Sword Cleaning Pool suddenly increased.

When Jian Zi Xuan Chi, who was guarding the front, saw this scene, his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth and came straight up, and he destroyed the heart of the sword. A dazzling cold light immediately surged from the Ice Soul Sword in his palm, condensed, and resisted the group of black shadows like a wall. Then the cold flowed, and he wanted to sweep away these shadows and slash back with one sword.

But at this moment, Young Master Chengtian smiled happily, and then pointed the black demon sword lightly.

Rumble!

The shadow of Elder Min appeared beside him. Although it was a virtual body, his sword intent soared, turning into boundless wind and snow, like snow, rumbling straight towards the sword son Xuan Chi Qing, whose sword intent was so strong that it was terrifyingly strong.

The sword Zi Xuan Chi took over seven or eight sword spirit attacks with one sword, which was still acceptable, but Elder Min's sword spirit took action, but it directly exceeded the range he could bear. The cold light in front of him was shattered in an instant, and the whole person was bounced out, and his back hit the stone wall of the sword tomb. After a while of rest, his face suddenly turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pop".

"Kill them!"

Young Master Chengjian looked at Elder Min's sword spirit with satisfaction, waved his hand easily, and said, "Be careful not to hurt your soul!"

Several Chengtian Sword Elders around him looked at each other, laughed, and rushed out at the same time.

When they took action, they all destroyed the sword spirits. Several black shadows appeared around each of them, which looked like dozens of people. The evil spirit was so fierce that the sword intent was swaying, and they were connected to each other, and it seemed like a tide rolled towards the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool.

"Oh, the Tao has faded and the demons have gone long, what can I do if I do this..."

A sigh suddenly rang.

Just as they were about to pounce in front of the group of disciples of the Sword Washing Pool, the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, who had been sneaked up by Young Master Chengtian and was seriously injured, suddenly opened her eyes suddenly. A colorful gushed out of her eyes, but a villain who looked like him suddenly appeared. He held a sword light in his hand and jumped straight into the air, and then suddenly waved forward.

The sword light was extremely terrifying, and it directly crushed the black tide and rushed directly towards Young Master Chengtian.

"No, the Nascent Soul comes out of the shell..."

All the cultivators in the venue were shocked, and no matter whether they were good or evil, they cried out.

No one expected that at this moment, this Nascent Soul Sword Immortal would even hesitate to come out of the shell to defend against the enemy.

There are very few sword cultivators who are good at the shell of the Nascent Soul, and many of them are unable to shell out at all. If they force the shell out, although they may exert extremely strong power in a short period of time, whether they can return to the body is an answerless question.

However, this Nascent Soul Sword Immortal was obviously seriously injured in his body and was not strong enough, so he simply tried his best.

When he emerged from the shell, he no longer had the hope of returning to his body.

"Swish!"

When the Nascent Soul came out of the shell, he directly slashed in front of Young Master Chengtian with one sword, which was sharp and terrifying.

Even Young Master Chengtian was obviously surprised. Fortunately, he had refined Elder Min's soul. In an instant, Elder Min's shadow rushed directly to him, collided with the sword fairy's Nascent Soul, and then both sides retreated at the same time.

Even the Young Master Chengtian broke out in a cold sweat and said with hatred: "Forcibly get out of the shell, I see how long you can last..."

While talking, he destroyed Elder Min's sword spirit to protect his body. He took a step back, rolled his hand and rumbling, but he led a large ball of wind and snow from the gap in the sword tomb. He waved his hand and rushed directly towards the sword fairy's Nascent Soul. In this moment, the temperature inside the sword tomb suddenly dropped.

"On this snow field, ordinary Nascent Souls dare not come out of the shell, let alone you are a sword cultivator?"

Looking at the sword immortal Yuanying wrapped in wind and snow, Young Master Chengtian showed a sneer on his face and waved his hand at the same time.

Without waiting for his orders, the elders attacked the seriously injured disciples of the Sword Washing Pool. After all, they had the Nascent Soul cultivation level. Although Fengxue, who had no strange treasures to protect their bodies, was really frozen, the longer they stayed in this sword tomb, the more magic power they recovered, and at this time they were already fighting harder.

Under such circumstances, even the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal could not support it. He had a great intuition, a sword immortal, a sword man, and so many elite white robes, he was restrained everywhere in this sword tomb, and he had no hope of turning the tables. He immediately became desperate.

He was willing to die and wanted the Nascent Soul to emerge from the shell, trying to fight for the disciples to have a glimmer of hope, but unexpectedly, Young Master Chengtian was not stupid, and actually led the Snow Field Fengxue in, just restraining his Nascent Soul, and now he is on the verge of collapse...

The sword son named Xuan Chi was originally very terrifying. Even if he faced the four Nascent Soul Elders of Chengtian Sword Dao, he had enough power to defeat him, but he was suppressed by Young Master Chengtian. He had been injured before and could not hold on at this time. As for the other disciples of the Sword Washing Pool, how much can they support under the pressure of the four Nascent Souls of Chengtian Sword Dao?

"God, after all, you will encourage evil spirits and destroy me?"

A sigh sounded deeply, and the Yuanying Sword Immortal made up his mind and exuded a faint divine thought.

"Haha, the most annoying thing is you guys who claim to be right..."

Young Master Chengtian felt this thought, but he sneered, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

"The right path is not destroyed. Even if I destroy the sword heart, I will force you to do something..."

In his low sigh, a dark light had already radiated from the Nascent Soul, which was indescribable to say.

"Uncle Master, please don't..."

The disciples of the Sword Washing Pool were all shocked and flew up to stop them.

However, the four elders Chengtian looked terrifying and at the same time, they sacrificed countless sword spirits to attack the generals, with the intention of stopping them.

At this moment when Qianjun's one shot, a sword intent suddenly rushed straight to the dome.

At this critical moment, this sudden sword intent shocked all of them.

He quickly turned his head and saw Fang Yuan sitting cross-legged on the ground. At this time, he still couldn't sit firmly. Jin Hanxue sat opposite him. She had been holding Fang Yuan's palm tightly, and she was bleeding from countless sword lights. But unexpectedly, she did this and it seemed that Fang Yuan, who had already fallen into deep evil, had a faint golden light on her head.

That evil spirit is rapidly fading away, and what is replaced by a strong sense of righteousness.

Even the white cat that had been sitting next to them seemed to have a look of surprise in his eyes, and he became much more energetic. He suddenly jumped up and began to circle around Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue. Every time he turned, the figures of the two people became blurred, and their aura became weaker, as if they were disappearing in this space. I don’t know where they were about to run to...

Looking at this scene, especially feeling the changes in Fang Yuan's qi, the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool suddenly looked panicked.

Jianzi Xuanchi looked at the Yuanying Sword Immortal with a pale face: "Uncle Master, we misread it just now..."

His voice seemed to be mixed with an extremely bitter look: "He was not just a demon, but resisting the demonic thoughts!"

"What he practiced was not the Chengtian Sword Book..."

The evil sword cultivator shouted even more terrified: "It doesn't make sense, why is his sword intent so fast?"
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