Volume 2: Remnants of Time Chapter 408: Purple Sword

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The cultivation of Mu Nanshan is achieved.

Chu Qingxiao had seen this before when he defeated Zheng Jing, the peak master of Liuhuan Peak, in front of the Daqu River.

But although his cultivation level is remarkable, after all, it is difficult for him to defeat four hands with two fists.

At this moment, the five peak masters headed by Yu Wenhan were attacking Mu Nanshan at the same time. These peak masters were protected by the Tiangang Divine Sword, and they were all Nine Realm masters like Mu Nanshan.

Under the siege of several people, Mu Nanshan was obviously unable to cope.

It was almost impossible for him to launch any decent offensive, and almost all the methods he used were used to resist everyone's attacks.

But despite this, he has gradually shown signs of fatigue, and defeat seems to be only a matter of time.

Whether it is the friendship with Mu Nanshan, or the relationship between Shenhe Peak and the Tianxuan Division, as well as the positions of both parties at this moment, it is obvious that Mu Nanshan seems to be helping Meng Ziliang stop these Tianxuans. The peak master of the mountain.

Chu Qingxiao's heart was naturally on the side of Mu Nanshan.

He saw Mu Nanshan's predicament and couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.

But it would be difficult for him to intervene in a battle of this level.

Even if you want to help, you are helpless.

He could only place his hope on Nangong Yunfu, who was also standing not far away.



Compared to Meng Jin and Chu Qingxiao who followed King Wu up the mountain, Nangong Yunfu had obviously been here for a while.

She was standing next to Meng Ziliang, seeming to be talking to him. She was too far away and the fighting between Mu Nan Mountain and several Tianxuan Mountain Masters was too fierce. Chu Xinghe could not hear what Nangong Yunfu was saying. Talking to Meng Ziliang about something.

But Chu Qingxiao could see that Meng Ziliang was just stimulating his sword intent and continued to carve handwriting on the cliff of that day's cliff, ignoring Nangong Yunfu's slightly anxious inquiry.

Chu Qingxiao was somewhat puzzled by this.

He didn't understand the meaning of being so obsessed with carving a few words on the cliff at this juncture.

Moreover, what made him even more confused was why Meng Ziliang etched these simple handwritings so slowly.

It took him a long time to write each stroke of his own, and the progress was slow. It looked like he had been here for a long time, but Meng Ziliang had just finished writing four characters at this time.

Nangong Yunfu talked for a long time but did not get any response from Meng Ziliang. She frowned and seemed to realize that Meng Ziliang had already made up his mind to have his own way.

She gritted her teeth, finally put away her useless persuasion, and turned to look at Mu Nanshan, who was retreating steadily under the siege of the five peak masters.

Her face darkened, and one hand suddenly stretched out. Under the cuff, the thousand-mouthed flying sword that she had just put into her body surged out and floated behind her. The cold sword edge turned and was already aimed at Yu Wenhan and others fought against Mu Nanshan.

The cold and cold sword intent that seemed to have substance spread on the mountain road.

Yu Wenhan and others, who were beating Mu Nanshan back steadily, also felt the sword intent, their expressions changed, and they had no choice but to stop their offensive.

"Yaochi Sword Ancestor, do you want to be the enemy of the sect that you founded like this Sword Ancestor?" Yu Wenhan obviously already knew Nangong Yunfu's identity. He looked at Nangong Yunfu with a serious expression and asked.

Nangong Yunfu's face showed a look of struggle, but only for a moment, she made up her mind.

"How dare you hide such a big thing from me!"

"A bunch of beasts who deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors. From now on, you are not worthy to be disciples of Tianxuan Mountain!" Nangong Yunfu said.

Her simple words seemed to contain something powerful and beyond the scope of ordinary power.

As soon as these words were spoken, the Tiangang Divine Sword in the hands of the five peak masters headed by Yu Wenhan trembled and made a violent sword cry.

The expressions of several people suddenly changed, and they all stretched out their other hands at this moment, holding the divine swords in their hands with both hands.

But the result of this is that the divine swords in their hands tremble more violently, and the sword sounds become sharper.

The stalemate lasted for about a hundred breaths, and then Nangong Yunfu raised his eyebrows.

The faces of Yu Wenhan and others suddenly turned pale, and they spurted out a mouthful of bloody swords. They took a few steps back. The next moment, the flying swords in their hands flew out completely without their will, and came to Nangong Yunfu's side. Beside her, he escaped behind her.

Chu Qingxiao saw this scene in his eyes and was secretly surprised.

"Lin Yaochi is one of the three founders of Tianxuan Mountain. Not only does she possess a transparent sword heart, but what's even more terrifying is that she is a natural spiritual body that can give birth to the spiritual intelligence of objects. The Yaoguang Sword Pool you see now has a large Some of the spiritual swords were forged by her herself, and those with good fortune, after eight hundred years of precipitation, have become the divine swords and king swords of Tianxuan Mountain today." And just when Chu Qingxiao was secretly surprised by Nangong Yun When using Fu's method, Qin Huanze beside him said softly at this moment, obviously explaining the reason for all this to Chu Qingxiao.

Chu Qingxiao didn't understand why he, a majestic king of martial arts, would condescend to say this to him.

But at this moment, he had no intention of asking more questions, but continued to watch the changes in the scene nervously.

Yu Wenhan and others were all pure sword cultivators, and most of their cultivation was based on the divine sword they wore. At this moment, the divine sword was recalled, and most of their combat power was immediately reduced by half.

But Nangong Yunfu didn't have the slightest pity for them.

"You rebellious scoundrels, today I will let you know the price of deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors." She said in a cold voice. As soon as she finished speaking, the flying swords behind her made a burst of sword sounds, and then they turned into streams of light. He ran towards Yu Wenhan and others.

Yu Wenhan and others were seriously injured because they were forcibly separated from each other with their own swords. At this moment, they were unable to resist the flying sword inspired by Nangong Yunfu. Seeing the flying sword getting closer and closer, their faces became more ugly and frightened. The color climbed up to the brow.

At this moment, Chu Qingxiao almost subconsciously looked at Qin Huan beside him. Under such circumstances, it seemed that only Qin Huan could stop this.

But Qin Huan stood there with a smile on his face, as if he had no intention of taking action.

Just when Chu Qingxiao secretly refused to answer and couldn't figure out what the King Wu's position was.

Zheng!

A louder sword sound suddenly sounded from behind Yu Wenhan and others.

Chu Qingxiao turned around and saw that the hooded guy who had been standing behind them suddenly stepped forward. A purple long sword emerged from her sleeve and faced the menacing Thousand Mouths Flying Sword.

The strange purple energy wrapped around the long sword was able to compete with the thousands of flying swords, and it was evenly matched for a while.

And the huge air wave also centered on the two and spread out in all directions.

The air wave stirred up dust all over the ground, lifted up everyone's clothes, and blew off the hood on that person's head.

At this moment, Chu Qingxiao also saw the other party's appearance clearly...