Ling Tian Sword Emperor

"The sound of fighting..."

"Go and have a look."

A look of curiosity appeared on the faces of Lin Che and Zishuihan, and then they set off and headed directly towards the direction from which the sound came.

At the same time, in an ancient forest not far from here, the incessant sound of fighting came from here.

Looking carefully, there were four people fighting in total.

But it was three young men who were attacking a woman in a blue skirt.

The three young men were all wearing uniform white robes, with a small bronze cauldron imprint on their chests. They were obviously from the same sect.

Not only that, these three people seemed to be monks with spiritual power as their main focus. A divine soul appeared above their heads, controlling three Horcruxes, and continuously launched attacks on the woman in the blue dress.

In addition, there is a male figure standing outside the battlefield.

The man had a broad face and an aquiline nose. He was also wearing a white robe, but there was a golden cauldron badge on his chest. He was obviously higher in status than the other three young men.

He stood outside the battlefield, his eyes fixed on the woman in the blue dress, showing a hint of evil light, and said jokingly: "Lan Caiyun, I advise you to give up the struggle, hand over all the wealth you have, and then

Just lie there obediently and let us brothers and sisters be happy and perhaps suffer less pain."

The woman in the blue dress is holding a blue long sword, and she is constantly resisting the attacks of the three Horcruxes. On the ground behind her, there is another woman in pink lying on the ground. She should be her companion, but it seems that

He suffered some injuries and lost the battle.

strength.

At this moment, the woman in pink clothes shouted to the woman in blue skirt: "Senior Sister Lan, leave quickly and don't worry about me. You must escape back to Yuqingmen and tell the master about this, so that the master can punish these scum and scum of the Alchemy Sect.

, I will avenge my junior sister."

Hearing this, a look of perseverance appeared on Lan Caiyun's face, and she said: "Junior Sister Qu, I will not leave you and escape alone. If you are going to die, then we will die together today."

"Hmph, there is no need for the deep friendship between sisters here. None of you can escape today. You are destined to die in this barren mountain."

The three young men sneered, and then burst out with even more powerful soul power, crushing towards the woman in the blue skirt.

The woman in the blue skirt's cultivation level is quite strong. She has reached the second level of Zifu. If she were to face any two of the three, she would have the power to fight.

Unfortunately, what she is facing now is the siege of three spiritual monks. After all, it seems that some of them are weak alone. As time goes by, it gradually becomes difficult to withstand.

"boom!"

After a while, one of the Alchemy Sect disciples saw the right moment, gathered his soul power, and knocked out a copper bell, a soul weapon.

A "peng" sound hit the woman in the blue skirt on the shoulder, finally breaking her defense. A powerful force knocked the body of the woman in the blue skirt and flew back ten feet away, and landed heavily.

fell to the ground.

"Haha, you finally couldn't hold it any longer..."

In the distance, the hook-nosed man saw the defeat of the woman in blue skirt, and showed a proud smile on his face. Then he looked at the three Alchemy Sect disciples and said: "Catch her."

"Yes, Senior Brother Bai."

The three Alchemy Sect disciples immediately

They gathered around the woman in the blue dress.

"laugh!"

However, at this moment, a loud sword cry suddenly sounded in the forest.

I saw an ancient sword galloping towards them, dragging a long tail, and instantly struck the three Alchemy Sect disciples.

"No..." The expressions of the three Alchemy Sect disciples all changed. Without any hesitation, they knocked out the soul weapons they had mastered and faced the ancient sword.

"boom--"

There was a loud explosion-like sound, and then a terrifying air wave swept across, destroying nearby trees into powder, and dust filled the entire mountain forest.

In an instant, the three Alchemy Sect disciples felt their souls tremble, and the energy and blood in their bodies was tumbling. They staggered backwards, and all the soul weapons in their hands were knocked out by this sword and scattered in the air.

Far away in the forest.

The sudden change caused the man with the hooked nose and the woman in the blue skirt to change their gazes, and at the same time they raised their heads and looked in one direction.

I saw two figures, a man and a woman, walking slowly towards here.

Looking at the man and woman who suddenly appeared, the hook-nosed man's eyes darkened and he asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

Hearing this, Zishui Han stared at the disciples of the Alchemy Sect with a pair of wonderful eyes and said: "The so-called drawing a sword to help when the road is rough, it doesn't matter who we are...Besides, there are so many of you bullying two women, don't you feel ashamed?

? If this happens to us, we naturally have to take care of it."

"It turned out to be two nosy guys."

The hook-nosed man heard that the two people's origins seemed to have nothing to do with the Yuqing Sect. He sneered and said: "You two, don't you see that we are from the Alchemy Sect, how dare you

Come to this troubled water, could it be that you are impatient with life?"

Lin Che raised her hand and summoned the Sword Ancestor back. It was obviously him who had just taken action to repel the three Alchemy Cauldron Sect disciples.

At this moment, after hearing the words of the hook-nosed man, he shook his head slightly and said calmly: "I have never heard of the Alchemy Sect."

"court death!"

Hearing this, the hook-nosed man's face suddenly stiffened and became a little angry, "It seems that you are determined to meddle in other people's business, so let me see if you have this ability!"

After the voice fell, the hook-nosed man took a step forward and sacrificed his soul.

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This person is actually a spiritual monk, and his spiritual cultivation has reached the early stage of the second level, which is obviously much stronger than the other three Alchemy Sect disciples.

"Whoosh!"

The hook-nosed man opened his palm, and from his palm emerged a cauldron, which was the soul weapon he controlled.

This cauldron is red in color, with dense runes engraved on its surface, emitting a blazing temperature, like a small sun, suspended in the air.

"Buzz!"

As the hook-nosed man injected his soul power, the cauldron rotated in the air and trembled slightly. A stream of blazing flames spewed out from the cauldron's mouth, like a long flame dragon, sweeping forward, as if it could

Burn down the void.

Feeling this scene, Lin Che's expression seemed quite calm. She gently stroked the ancient sword in front of her with her palm. All ninety-nine weapon patterns contained in the sword's body were immediately activated. Then Lin Che made a horizontal palm move.

Push and strike out the ancient sword again.

"Whoosh!"

The ancient sword bloomed with dazzling brilliance, cutting through the sky, enveloping a fierce and ruthless force.

The strong wind rushed into the flame.

That ball of flame was all dispersed in an instant, and before it could burn into a sky-wide fire, it was annihilated in the void.

At the same time, a powerful kendo force continued to sweep forward unabated.

"What...what?" The hook-nosed man's expression changed, and he quickly communicated with his soul and built a soul barrier in front of him.

With a loud bang, the ancient sword hit the soul barrier, and a ball of dazzling sparks suddenly burst out. A powerful impact force exploded in front of the hook-nosed man.

.

"Tap tap tap..."

Although the hook-nosed man managed to resist Lin Che's sword with the help of the power of his soul, Qixunbasu, who was also struck by the power, slid back a full seven or eight meters before he could stabilize himself.

His body shape and face became a little pale.