A few days later, Xu Wen's injuries had all recovered, but he had no intention of leaving the bottom of the hot spring.
He also temporarily put aside his training and concentrated on observing the sword energy restrictions around him.
Although the Wuming Jindan is dead, the sword Qi Transformation Bin in his hand is as solid as a rock and has no intention of disintegrating.
Based on the changes in the past few days, Xu Wen roughly guessed that if there is no external interference, this ban can be maintained for at least one year.
The power of a sword is so powerful that it is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Zhang Andao's move of mana forming a net when he arranged Jiuding to suppress the mountains and rivers is somewhat similar to the move of Wuming Jindan, but it is far less precise and rigorous than it.
Moreover, Zhang Andao cast spells very quickly, and Xu Wen just watched the excitement.
Apart from appreciating the elegance of Jin Dan Zhenren once, he had no idea of its secrets.
The nameless golden elixir's sword energy-transforming restriction was clearly visible. Every sword energy, every talisman, and every restriction was displayed in front of Xu Wen without any concealment.
It's like a conscientious teacher who has solidified the most mysterious moves in time for his unlimited detailed reference.
With Xu Wen's current knowledge and cultivation, he couldn't figure out many things even if they looked at them differently, and he didn't ask for understanding.
As long as you have an impression, if your cultivation becomes higher in the future, it is very likely that certain mysteries will suddenly become clear to you.
If it weren't for Fu Lu Lingwen's inability to use ordinary photography techniques, he would have recorded every corner here into several megabytes of images and watched them day and night.
Ten days later, while Xu Wen was staring at a certain sword energy restriction, the ground suddenly began to shake.
Hundreds of meters underground, the vibrations were not very noticeable, but the rocks above the hot spring began to peel off, constantly hitting the sword energy restriction.
I thought it was just a simple earthquake, but after a few breaths, the shaking did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger, and the falling rocks and soil almost blocked the view.
If you don't leave, you may be buried alive under the hot springs.
Having made up his mind, he no longer hesitated. With a touch of two fingers, the Green Scale Sword popped out and tapped lightly on the four places where the sword energy was restricted.
The sword energy restriction suddenly collapsed, and before the hot spring could flow back, Xu Wen let out a long roar, united his body and sword, and rushed straight into the hot spring.
Waves of sword energy surrounded the surroundings, and the scorching heat of the hot spring was completely isolated. After a few breaths, there was a sound of water, and he flew out of the hot spring.
Before he could stand firm, a powerful wave rushed from a distance and pushed him back dozens of meters.
The next moment, the ground shook violently three times in a row, forcing him to jump up in the air to avoid the shaking.
"Come to me quickly, be careful of the wolves in the Four Sacred Mountains and Liuyun Valley!"
Li Xiuning's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Xu Wen's heart suddenly froze.
He was worried before that someone would not allow Zhiyuanmen to easily build the city. As expected, these two forces really came to the door.
Using the invisible clothes, he quickly rushed in the direction of Li Xiuning.
After just passing a few volcanoes, violent fighting fluctuations were heard in the distance. Li Xiuning's jade quiver hung high in the air, and arrows flew out one after another, fighting fiercely with the two monks.
One of them was wearing a white robe and was obviously a human monk. The other one was very familiar to Xu Wen. It turned out to be the golden eagle demon cultivator Diao Baigui whom he had met last time.
One against two, but Li Xiuning was not afraid at all.
He stepped on a small bronze cauldron, and streams of green light spewed out from the cauldron's mouth surrounding it.
No matter how much spells or magic weapons hit him, the green light remains unmoved.
"Huang Jiangong, now that you are here, don't leave!"
After fighting several moves, he suddenly pointed at the white-robed monk, and the small cauldron's azure light surged, turning into a big azure hand, and grabbed the opponent.
The big green hand was so powerful that Huang Jiangong was pinched until his face turned red as blood.
Diao Baigui attacked desperately, trying to rescue Huang Jiangong, but was blocked by the jade quiver.
The next moment, four golden rainbow talisman swords suddenly appeared below, merged into one in the air, and struck hard at the big green hand.
With this help, Huang Jiangong roared angrily and struck hundreds of times with a scimitar in his hand like a whirlwind, finally splitting the big green hand.
"Walk!"
With a loud shout, he waved fiercely, picked up four disciples in yellow robes, and ran away without looking back. He even gave up attacking the Jiuding Mountain and River Formation.
The direction of his escape happened to pass above Xu Wen.
Li Xiuning snorted coldly, raised his foot and stepped hard, more green light poured out, and the big green hand quickly returned to its original state.
Then he turned his palm into a fist and punched hard, hitting the center of the body.
Amidst the screams, Huang Jiangong was beaten until blood spurted from his mouth. He couldn't hold back the light and fell to the ground.
The four disciples were scattered in all directions, falling to the ground like weights.
Li Xiuning sighed secretly. This punch seemed fierce, but it did not have the final effect. The opponent was injured but not dead.
Both of these two people have higher magic power than him. Even with the help of the power of the formation, they still can't really leave the enemy behind.
This is also true. Huang Jiangong quickly landed on the ground. Although blood was still spurting out, he raised his hand and waved it repeatedly, and a series of feather falling techniques flew out and fell on the four disciples.
Diao Baigui also tried his best to attack Li Xiuning, preventing him from getting another chance.
"Li Xiuning, you idiot, if I see you elsewhere, I will skin you alive!"
While cursing, Huang Jiangong took action again and cast four more Feather Falling Techniques, which were applied to the disciples whose spell effects were about to take effect.
The next moment, a warning bell rang in his heart, and he turned aside hastily.
A green sword light suddenly appeared, passing through his original position. The sharp sword energy cut through the protective aura, causing many goosebumps to appear on his neck.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to use the Lengyue Sword to kill the junior who dared to sneak attack him, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his Dantian.
The long blue sword that was supposed to pierce the air suddenly flashed a distance and pierced into his dantian like a ghost.
Xu Wen didn't want to get involved in this battle at all. The opponent was a foundation-building expert. No matter how embarrassed he was, he could easily crush him to death.
Therefore, even if Huang Jianzheng happened to be by his side and was trying his best to save his disciples, he would not move and activated the invisible cloak with all his strength, making himself a little transparent.
But as if it sensed the killing intent in his heart, the Green Scale Sword took action automatically without his need to touch it.
If you are exposed at such a close distance from a foundation-building enemy, you will inevitably die quickly if you cannot win quickly.
He immediately used all his magic power to activate the Green Scale Sword to perform the Instant Sword Technique.
The reality surprised him so much that he hit it with one blow.
However, he was not dazzled by the victory. Looking at Huang Jiangong with protruding eyes, he felt chills stand on end and abandoned his sword and retreated without hesitation.
"No……"
With a wailing sound, Huang Jiangong looked at Qinglin Sword in disbelief, and then tried staring at Xu Wen who was retreating.
He couldn't believe that he would die here, at the hands of a junior Qi refiner.
But the rapidly passing mana told him that his life had entered a countdown.
"Go to hell!"
Staring at Xu Wen, he roared angrily, and the last of his magic power spurted out, and dozens of sword lights rolled directly at Xu Wen.
(End of chapter)
