Chapter one hundred and eighty sixth;
"This is!"
The old wine beggar who had been paying close attention to the battle was ready to rescue at any time when Mo Qianshang took out the poisonous dragon lock just now.
But a black long sword suddenly appeared in Xia Linyuan's hand.
There was no dazzling sword light, only a light sword passed by, and actually cut off the dragon lock.
His eyes were immediately attracted by the black sword.
At this moment, two words immediately popped up in his mind.
"Tu You!"
"Sure enough, he is indeed in the hands of Boy Xia, hahaha, OK, OK, it seems that the outcome is decided."
The old wine beggar laughed.
This movement attracted everyone's attention.
"Senior, have you just started the battle? How has the outcome been decided?"
Yang Wenjin asked in confusion.
"Look, the show is on."
As soon as his voice fell, Xia Linyuan also noticed something was wrong on the battlefield.
The black long sword he took out just now has trembled since it has become trembling.
He knew this sword very well. It was the gift Yang Wenjin brought to him from the tomb of Jiancao. It should be Jiancao's sword.
But the sword behind him had no reaction at all, and he felt that it might be just a sword embryo that made Jiantuo like it very much, but he had not had time to refine it into a spiritual energy.
But now the sword is trembling by itself, which is not something that the mortal sword can do.
Zheng!
The black sword whistled lightly, and the murderous soul purging him suddenly stopped, and then retreated in horror.
At the same time, the black sword's smooth sword pattern bloomed on the body of the black sword.
Zheng!
Another light sound, Xia Linyuan could no longer control the black sword. As soon as he took off his hand, the black sword suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot towards the evil souls at extremely fast speed.
The sound of a fierce ghost crying and screaming immediately sounded.
"How is that possible?"
Mo Qianshang, who had just come to his senses, was shocked by the scene in front of him again.
Those evil souls that could have relied on ghost wood to lock souls and gathered spirits and continued to resurrect, after being attacked by the Black Sword, did not return to the Blood Soul Banner, but were shattered and absorbed by the golden sword patterns on the Black Sword Sword.
When each evil soul is absorbed, the sword pattern light on the black sword increases by one point.
"Hahaha, the Blood Soul Banner is a good nutrient. I didn't expect that the old man would see Tu You unsealed the seal of the seal for one day."
Seeing this scene, the old wine beggar couldn't help laughing again.
"Tu You? What is that?"
This doubt popped up in everyone's mind.
However, Yang Wenjin's reaction was very fast, and his eyes were locked directly on the black sword that independently attacked and absorbed the power of the evil soul.
She thought this sword was different at the beginning, but now it seems that it is really different.
Unsealed, it seems that the sword was in a sealed state before.
"Tu You reappears, the next step must be the sword formation?"
The old wine beggar murmured softly.
Sure enough, Xia Linyuan, who was present, was stunned when he saw Mo Qianshang. With a thought, three medium-grade spiritual swords appeared in front of him.
"I said that being too confident is seeking death."
Three flying swords burst out with dazzling light, and a golden array pattern appeared out of thin air, connecting the three flying swords.
"combine!"
With his light shout, three flying swords turned into sword shadows and soared into the sky, stopping a hundred meters above.
Then the golden array pattern shines brightly, and since the three sword shadows have been combined into one.
"go!"
The dazzling sword shadow fell from the sky and shot straight towards Mo Qianshen.
"Be careful of the wounds."
Outside the open space, Gu Qianjiang noticed the extraordinary move. Seeing that Mo Qianshang was still stunned, he couldn't help but speak out to remind him.
Mo Qianshang, who came to his senses, sensed that the crisis was coming, and the true energy in his body was mobilized to the extreme, and the blood soul banner in his hand was waving repeatedly.
It’s a pity that without the blessing of the evil soul, the power of the Blood Soul Banner is greatly reduced.
As soon as I touched the sword shadow, I heard the thorny sound coming from the Blood Soul Banner.
The tough human skin flag was torn apart directly.
"Damn it!"
Mo Qianshang cursed inwardly, and a set of inner armor of spiritual weapons appeared on him.
“There are really a lot of good things.”
"There are actually defensive spirits."
The old wine beggar stared at Mo Qianshu's defensive inner armor with bright eyes.
Spiritual weapons are good things, and spiritual weapons are divided into several types. The most common one is attacking spiritual weapons, such as flying swords, swords, guns, sticks, etc.
Next is the auxiliary spiritual weapons, which are usually used to rush to travel or assist in cultivation.
The rarest one is a defensive spirit weapon. This kind of thing is difficult to work with and it is extremely difficult to refine.
The consumption is still very large, after all, it is used for defense and the chance of being destroyed is very high.
"I can't lose, I can't lose. I have been planning for many years. After finally having this opportunity, I can't give up."
He waved the Blood Soul Banner again.
Unfortunately, this time the Blood Soul Banner could no longer stop Xia Linyuan.
The sword shadow landed, cooperated with Tu You, who was independently looking for the attack of the evil soul, and at the same time, the Blood Soul Banner was torn to pieces.
Although the black ghost wood is good, it has no effect at all under Tu You's sharp sword blade.
Crack, the ghost wood broke, and the sword shadow hit Mo Qianshu hard.
puff!
A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Mo Qianshang flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. The defensive spirit weapon on his body was also broken because of this sword.
"You...how could you...be so strong..."
At this time, Xia Linyuan, who was standing opposite him, was breathing heavily. The sword he had consumed a lot.
Before, a lot of true energy was consumed by the evil soul, and the consumption of using the sword camel's unique skill - the Sword Formation of the Sword Formation was even more surprising.
Although Mo Qian was injured this time, the true energy in his body was almost empty.
"Frog in the well, do you think he is invincible?"
Xia Linyuan snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a flying sword in the sky appeared in his hand instantly.
He was holding the flying sword and walked step by step towards Mo Qianshang, who had lost his ability to move.
"what are you up to?"
"You just swear to not kill me."
Mo Qianshang widened his eyes when he noticed his murderous intent.
"I have agreed, but this does not prevent me from abolishing you."
"What!"
Xia Linyuan stabbed forward with a long sword in his hand and directly grabbed Mo Qianshen's dantian.
"stop!"
Gu Qianjiang roared outside and flew towards this side quickly.
"He hasn't given up yet, you can't disturb him."
The old wine beggar was faster and directly stopped Gu Qianjiang.
"You guys, go back on your word..."
"Is there any? I said I won't kill you. Isn't this man still dead? Isn't it a matter of rebellion?"
The old wine beggar grinned, and raised the wine pot and took a sip.
His words left Gu Qianjiang speechless.
On this side, Xia Linyuan's sword had already penetrated Mo Qianshang's body. The sword energy moved and instantly shattered his dantian.
The surging true energy was no longer bound by the Dantian and started to riot in an instant, impacting Mo Qianshang's meridians.
"ah!"
Mo Qian screamed violently from his wounds.
Chapter completed!