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Chapter 228 A Well Falling From the Sky

The sword intent swept across the flying white snow into nothingness. Dozens of sword talismans floated from Chang Xi's hand in front of everyone, and their spiritual sense was pulled to lay down one every ten feet in the snow that dozens of feet in a radius. The vaguely exhausted huge sword talisman was replenished with sword energy again, blocking all the weak sword qi that Nangong Congyun had found painstakingly.

Yun You held his hands in his chest and said intoxicatedly: "This stinky boy is already covered in bruises just by comprehension of the sword intent of life and death. When did he learn such a profound way of talismans?"

The exercises learned by the nine peaks in Qingyun Mountain have their own strengths, but no peak is good at the way of talismans. The sword talisman lineage is an important branch of the way of talismans. Although its function is limited to fighting in formations and is not as mysterious as other types of talismans, it is the most real for sword cultivators.

The Lord of Jiufeng Peak was filled with mixed feelings. The news sent back from Cangxi Prefecture did mention that Chang Xi used unknown sword talismans when he escaped from the Wanmo people. They did not care about it. They all thought that Chang Xi was a life-saving thing purchased at a high price from Wanbao Pavilion. Who could have thought that those powerful sword talismans all came from this younger disciple who had a short history of practice in front of him?

The painting talisman and the painting formation have been born together. No one can make a final conclusion on whether the painting talisman is used to enter the formation or the formation becomes a talisman. However, the Lord of Jiufeng Peak, who has been immersed in the formation for a hundred years, can see many clues from this.

Wang Dan, the master of the Artifact Peak, smiled and said, "Although Wang can't draw talismans, even if he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs run away. Just look at the momentum of the sword talisman to tell that it is extraordinary."

Duan Yunfei, who has been immersed in the alchemy array for a long time, is most particular about the fine technique of setting up the array. "What's more, this sword talisman array that gathers three contiguous blades was drawn by Chang Xi's mind during the fight. Drawing talismans consumes the most spiritual consciousness and hard work. If he has enough time and energy to arrange it, his power will probably be able to be further improved."

Wang Gan frowned and said, "Although this sword talisman array and the dozens of sword talismans around him are unique in both arrangement and writing, the only thing they want to kill Nangong Congyun is still powerful. The perfect Shenxiao True Art is not a fancy and unsatisfactory flower. Except for Qixi who has a stronger back-up, otherwise this sword talisman array may not last long..."

Before Wang Gan finished speaking, another change occurred in front of him, and he was slightly stunned.

At this moment, a deep well suddenly fell from the sky.

A sword talisman between Chang Xi's fingers burned into ashes, and four ripples of coldness on his head, which were divided into heaven and earth, covering Nangong Congyun's head, sealing demons in the well, infinite evil thoughts affected Nangong Congyun's mood and aura first than the black and white sword energy. The evil thoughts quietly arise in his heart shocked Nangong Congyun. Four ripples of coldness on his head made his hair stand up, and countless Cong Blades and Xiaoyan Returning Skills beside him were eyeing him. He did not think about it and sacrificed the spiritual treasure that had been prepared for today's battle for a long time.

"Shadow's Seal!"

According to legend, in ancient times, the treasure of the immortals in the upper realm lost to the lower realm, the Fantian Seal happened to fall on the top of a strange stone peak. The immortals who were looking for the Fantian Seal in the lower realm saw the big seal standing upside down, and they were afraid of the unlucky numerology contained in the word "Fengtian", so they simply took away the fairy energy from the Fantian Seal and left the big seal on the earth. Later, there were unique and powerful craftsmen in the world who took the residual meaning of the Fantian Seal to imitate the Fantian Seal. The big seal in Nangong Congyun's hand is the most outstanding of the many Fantian Seals.

The Fentian Seal, which is as simple as a strange stone, rose from Nangong Congyun's palm. As soon as the Fentian Seal appeared, it immediately suppressed the speed of the Congbiao sword energy surrounding him, and slowly lowered the speed of the Fentian Seal. The Fentian Seal raised a brilliant light and crashed into the sky.

The black and white sword energy containing the sword intent of life and death was cut on the Fentian Seal, and in an instant, the peak carved like a strange stone on the seal was cut and cut beyond recognition.

The moment the jingzi symbol was formed in Chang Xi's hand, he knew that this talisman would definitely allow cultivators who have completed the Golden Dan Realm to do their best. Nangong Congyun claimed that he could enter the ranks of the Nascent Soul Realm at any time, and naturally it was a little stronger than the Golden Dan Realm's perfect realm. This Fentian Seal is not the mysterious and mysterious sword style, and it is not the real backing of Nangong Congyun, but since the Fentian Seal is still in the ranks of the Golden Dan Realm spiritual treasures, the Fenzi symbol has absolutely no reason to admit defeat!

Chang Xi bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood squirted into the jing-character characters that were only half left in his hand. He could only hear a buzzing sound in the sky. The sword energy that was already extremely fierce and almost wanted to divide the world suddenly became bright. For a moment, it was like stars falling, and dazzling sparks were shattered on the top of the peak of the sky-high seal. The wind blew heavily in the entire martial arts field, and the snowflakes were shattered.

A few strands of hair covered half of Nangong Congyun's eyes. He used pure jun to activate the magical wish to resist the Congbian sword energy that was inserted into a slightest point. While distracting the spirit and commanding the Fentian Seal to resist the strange well in the sky. It is said that the Fentian Seal cast from the Buzhou Mountain Stone in the northwest is still not as strong as the Nascent Soul. The hardness of the printing surface far exceeds that of the gold and stones is already scattered. His face was a little pale, but the figure in black on the opposite side was also extremely uncomfortable. He hunched his waist and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his broken sleeves.

Whether it is a spiritual treasure or a sword talisman, it is just a dead object in the end. After exhausting all its power, it will never escape the fate of disappearing. The tic-toe sword energy that is enough to fight in the Nascent Soul Realm, which has not really fallen, was wiped out by the Fentian Seal that soared into the sky. This Fentian Seal, worth no less than a few hundred thousand spirit stones, was slimmed in the sword energy of the sky. It was far less than before. The whole seal had long been dull and fell straight into the snow pile, shaped like broken copper and iron.

The dozens of sword talismans surrounding the huge Cong Blade Talisman array have been broken by half, which can no longer pose a threat to Nangong Congyun. The tidy characters in his hand have been burned to ashes. Chang Xi swallowed the blood flowing backwards in his throat, held his knees and slowly straightened his waist. Finally, it was time to fight to the death. Nangong Congyun looked at Chang Xi with an expressionless face, and the breath that was far stronger than before was released from his body.

At this point, the two of them had the idea of ​​suffocating this.

Shenxiao's sword intent was fully fed back to his body. Nangong Congyun held Chunjun's fortune tightly and rose up. The sword momentum of the collapsed mountains and dried water was enough to prevent the remaining Cong Blade's sword energy from approaching. The sword intent, which could only be described as terrifying, erupted from the white-clothed sword cultivator's body.

Qingyun Mountain had found several sword techniques left by the sword immortal on the top of Qingluan Peak in Huangshan where the sword immortal ascended a hundred years ago. Any move and gesture were enough to get the first place among the hundreds of sword poses collected by Qingyun Mountain. Nangong Congyun learned this sword pose for the sake of the current scene, but he did not expect that the only one who could force him to this point was the inconspicuous junior brother of the Jindan First Realm of Tianxiu Peak.

"The transformation into the true nature is like a sword."

Nangong Congyun's eyes were bright and he murmured with a sword, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The black figure in the black body of the Vajra suddenly sank under his feet, and cracks as dense as spider webs spread out. He began to run, his figure disappeared in the wind and snow, leaving only the wind and snow on the spot. Chang Xi left the ground, raised his figure high, and turned his hand and the jade waist bow was already horizontally in the palm of his hand, one white, one black and one red, three swords floating beside him.

The giant blue sword that came towards him made him feel like he was having difficulty breathing and almost suffocating. Chang Xi put three swords on the strings, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out. Each sword blade was stained with shocking golden traces. Behind the shaking black figure, the golden dragon figure with its head raised, and the jade waist bow that reached the full moon made a whine. The fourth lotus seed on the black and white lotus platform in the dantian finally bloomed.

The three fingers were released, and the black and white life and death sword intent wrapped in the three swords turned into sharp arrows and rushed towards the blue giant sword with the intent of the sword.
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