The man in black robe, known as "Elder Cong", shouted loudly and slapped his right palm forward at the same time!!

Rolling black mist filled his palms and swept towards the agile figure. At this moment, Du Ningquan had come to his senses and immediately grabbed it!

He actually pulled the subordinate next to him into front of him!!

Puchi-!!!!

"Young... Lord..."

The incident happened suddenly.

In the midst of lightning, Xia Lianxing's sharp blade had pierced the chest of the follower, and the afterglow of the power of purple lightning was passed through the person's body, leaving the sword edge and hit Du Ningquan's body!

She never expected that this young man from Miaoxian Pavilion would be so ruthless that he could do something like taking his subordinates as a shield in a critical moment.

However, this sword technique combines purple lightning spiritual power, and even if it fails to touch Du Ningquan's body, it will cause him to suffer severe damage!

"ah--!!!"

As expected, Du Ningquan screamed, shook off his subordinates who had died in front of him, and stumbled back and fell to the corner of the wall opposite. It was obviously burned by the sword technique and was paralyzed.

Fortunately, the precious brocade dress he wore was a top-quality defensive inner armor. With this layer of protection, he could save his life by chance, rather than die suddenly under Xia Lianxing's sword.

At this time, the black evil mist was sweeping towards the girl's figure.

"snort."

Seeing that the attack failed to kill, Xia Lianxing snorted coldly and retreated decisively, blending into the shadow again like a phantom.

Such a bizarre and terrifying assassination method made the "Elder Cong" present and the Young Master Du who fell to the ground shocked!

"Then, that's..."

Before Du Ningquan could escape from fear, he heard Elder Cong remind him loudly:

"Young Master Du, open the body protection spirit shield quickly! Retreat behind me quickly."

The man in black robe spoke as he used his best steps, and flashed in front of Du Ningquan with a heavy black mist, and stared at the direction where the "assin" disappeared.

At this moment, his mind was flying:

Be able to take action at the moment when the goal is most relaxed, and master the purple lightning sword technique that is as gorgeous and fast as a thunder shadow... The action is decisive as a ghost, disappears completely like an illusion-

And most importantly, the spiritual pressure she emits when she takes action is only at the level of the Nascent Soul stage!!

Looking at the world with such a terrible killer, except for the "spirit envoy" of Jinghua Palace, there may not be any disciples of any sect that can give people a huge sense of oppression like "the Nascent Soul is like a God, and the form is like a God."

At this time, Du Ningquan finally came to his senses in fear.

He stood up while rolling and crawling, and used the "body protection technique" in the numbness and tingling pain all over his body, and begged Elder Cong with trembling and begging:

"Senior! Senior! Senior must save my life... I, I will definitely..."

At this moment, the change started again—

"Xingji Sword·Two ​​breaths are wrong."

The cold female voice like the declaration of death echoed in Du Ningquan's ears, whose spirit was already extremely fragile.

At this moment, a faint sound of thunder suddenly appeared in the corner of the wall behind him—

Crack, sizzling—!!!

Just as the thunder sounded up with the rapid rise of spiritual pressure, when they reached the highest point in the blink of an eye, they suddenly turned into two rapid purple lightnings, with a killing momentum, slashing out in a diagonal crossing!!!

"Sir, elder, save me!!!"

Scream-!!!!

"You dare!!!"

This time, Elder Cong reacted quickly enough.

Facing the thunder attacking the young master, he immediately summoned a flying sword weapon full of inspiration from his black robe!

However, when he was about to use this flying sword to help Du Ningquan resist the thunder strike, he was shocked to find that the target of the two purple lightning was not Du Ningquan alone!!

The other one actually shot towards him!!!

"How is this possible!!"

The purple lightning spiritual technique, which is so powerful that it can make ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators die immediately, can be divided into two and attacked two people at the same time?! What kind of existence can be used to integrate such terrifying sword skills into the spiritual technique!

"Elder Cong" has no time to think about it.

Because, let alone saving Du Ningquan, even if he himself didn't find a way to avoid this move, he would probably be chopped into ashes.

——

boom--!!!

"ah--!!!!"

Select only in a moment.

"Elder Cong" chose to use footwork to save himself and avoid lightning strikes.

What was received was the young master of Miaoxian Pavilion who turned into a charred corpse amid the screams.

"The mission has been completed."

"The next one is to remove evil people like you by the way."

At this time, the figure of the "assin" had already appeared in the center of the dark warehouse.

With the glimmer of light from the wall lamp, you can see that she is a beautiful cat-eared girl.

At this moment, the spiritual sword in her hand had been shattered into pieces.

As for the reason, it was obviously that it could not withstand the load and was broken under the terrifying fusion sword technique of two consecutive moves.

"Is it true that he is the spiritual envoy of Jinghua Palace?"

Elder Cong's voice was sharp and harsh.

Now, the hat on his head was already split in half under Xia Lianxing's top-level sword move just now, and almost blown up his head.

You can see from the open Kasama that his true appearance was actually a young and immature man.

The man's face was pale, with red lips, and his eyebrows were sissy, looking like a supervisor from the East Factory under the command of Emperor Qin.

Such an image really made Xia Lianxing feel a little uncomfortable.

Just as she was about to continue to attack directly, she heard Yuan Xiaobu in her cuffs sending a voice in a low voice:

"Big sister, I, let's run away quickly..."

"Hmm? Why?"

Xia Lianxing was puzzled.

Just now, this white kitten was already shocked by her ghostly sword technique and body technique. She was always in a state of dizziness and horror and could not speak.

At this moment, Yuan Xiaobu came back to his senses from countless ignorances and quickly told the beautiful cat sister what she thought was.

Just listen to her sermon:

"This person is weird. I can see from the 'flow distribution' in his body that his strength is more than that! Well, it seems that they are all gathered on the sword... Even if the eldest sister is very powerful, she may not be able to defeat him..."

After a while, she didn't think she could be successfully rescued by the big sister of the Black Cat Clan... But now, the strength shown by Xia Lianxing completely convinced her. She didn't want her benefactor to be hurt by the weird man.

“Flow distribution?”

After hearing Yuan Xiaobu's words, Xia Lianxing's eyes were fixed and he did not take action directly, but observed it with some vigilance.

Just now she was wondering why the white-faced man in front of her chose to "pull out another flying sword from his waist" when avoiding the lightning method, rather than "using the black magic sword directly behind her back". Is there something wrong with the black sword?

Once you think about it, you will know that the answer is very obvious, either you are reluctant to use it or you are "unable to use it".

Now after Yuan Xiaobu described it, her first reaction was to think of the relevant knowledge about "magic weapons" that she had read from ancient books-

For example, "Demon Spirits Take over the Body", "Demon Blood Recognizes the Lord", "Demonic Weapons Offer" and so on.

From ancient times to the present, in the world of immortal cultivation, some extremely evil ancient treasures have been called "magic weapons".

To use them and obtain powerful power from themselves, it often requires very strict requirements.

Some magic weapons need to absorb a large amount of life essence from the host, some magic weapons need to be soaked in human blood, and some even need to use eyeballs, fingers and other parts to continuously provide bloody offerings...

No matter which one is completely different from the "magic weapon" that can be used by injecting spiritual power at any time.

"Can it be said that the magic sword is not a weapon, but a monster...?"

As expected, before Xia Lianxing could think more, an extremely harsh voice came from the black sword behind "Elder Cong":

"Good disciple, you can't beat her. This time, let me help you."

"Okay, Master."

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Chapter completed!