Severe pain came from her throat, and Wen Bingyan looked at the straight sharp sword in front of her with dull eyes.
The blood spurting out from the neck had stained the spine of the sword red, and then flowed rapidly towards the hilt.
In the endless pain, Wen Bingyan tried her best to raise her head, but the long sword nailed to her throat strangled all her movements.
She could only barely see the black boots on Li Xuan's feet, which were wearing a black gold robe. They were so black and cold.
Immediately, her entire vision quickly collapsed into darkness and was completely submerged.
"Junior sister!" An Rongxiang's extremely angry voice reached Wen Bingyan's ears, but it was difficult to reach the world of death.
"Bang!" The stone slab under An Rongxiang's feet was instantly broken into pieces.
In an instant, his whole body was rushing toward Li Xuan like a cannonball.
At this moment, Li Xuan opened his hands.
In an instant, as if pushed by an invisible force, Li Xuan suddenly retreated backwards at an extremely fast speed, no slower than An Rongxiang.
The distance between the two people strangely did not shorten at all.
An Rongxiang's eyes couldn't help but twitch, "Tianyin Force Field, good guy, you learn so quickly."
Although what Li Xuan used was not the Tianyin force field, the essential principles were the same.
In the blink of an eye, he had retreated to Wen Bingyan's side. With a tug of his right hand, he had pulled out the long sword that was nailed to Wen Bingyan's throat.
With a tip of her toe, the soft sword on the ground belonging to Wen Bingyan also fell into Li Xuan's hand.
Wen Bingyan's body slowly slid to the ground, but Li Xuan was already holding two sharp and soft swords at the same time, slashing directly at An Rongxiang who was charging in front of him.
With a "ding" sound, the soft sword in Li Xuan's left hand struck An Rongxiang's right wrist directly, making a crisp metal clash sound.
Li Xuan's expression did not change at all, and the tip of the soft sword in his right hand was raised sharply. The tip of the sword passed directly over An Rongxiang's wrist and stabbed straight towards his throat.
A sneer flashed across the corner of An Rongxiang's mouth, and he raised his left hand fiercely. Li Xuan's right sword was knocked out again, and there was still a crisp sound of metal clashing.
At the same time, An Rongxiang punched forward with his right fist, and hit Li Xuan's chest with an extremely heavy punch.
A cold sword light suddenly shot up from below, passed directly through An Rongxiang's right arm, and stabbed hard towards his right armpit, as if the sword was about to pierce directly through him like lightning. into his lungs and finally into his heart.
The cold light is cold and the sword light is threatening.
An Rongxiang frowned slightly, slammed his right arm outward, and the long sword in front of him was violently smashed away again.
But at this moment, another sharp sword light shot straight into his chest in front of him, forcing him to block again.
One after another, countless sword shadows overlapped each other, like a bamboo forest slanting horizontally, or like mountains pressing on top.
"Bang bang bang..." As countless pieces of clothing flew, An Rongxiang waved his arms like wheels, blocking all the sharp sword lights one after another.
But countless sword blades were still flashing before his eyes, everywhere up, down, left and right.
For a moment, An Rongxiang seemed to be trapped in an endless ocean of swords.
An Rongxiang's face looked terrifying, and he waved his arms with great force.
Every time, he tried his best to block the sword blade in front of him, not daring to make any omissions.
But every time he blocked a sword blade, the next moment, another sword blade came straight at him from an incredible angle like lightning.
If he hesitated at all, he would be pierced immediately with a sword.
An Rongxiang didn't know that Li Xuan's soft sword was not sharp, but Wen Bingyan's soft sword was definitely sharp, because it was a reward given to Wen Bingyan by the Queen after a mission.
At this moment, the sleeves of An Rongxiang's shirt had been completely chopped off, revealing a pair of clear gold rings inside.
The golden ring and the soft sword kept clashing and colliding with each other, but always after a light impact, the soft sword would fly into the air.
The speed is amazing.
Every time An Rongxiang tried to hold the blade of the sword with both hands, it always flew out from his fingers as lightly as a butterfly.
An Rongxiang looked straight ahead. Opposite him, Li Xuan stood less than three steps away, but it seemed like there were thousands of mountains and valleys.
The two soft swords were waved away, and Li Xuan's expression was extremely focused. Every time, his eyes always fell on the weak points of An Rongxiang's body, and the cold sword light came soon after.
As time passed, although Li Xuan was still focused, his body gradually relaxed.
Between the movements of his wrist, there are always unexpected and surprising moves, like a stroke of genius, very smart, very sharp, and very weird. Li Xuan has fallen into a very rare flash of inspiration.
"Bang!" An Rongxiang's left arm smashed away the soft sword that was stabbing him, and then he directly protected it in front of his chest. His right arm slammed forward, directly hitting Li Xuan's chest.
As soon as An Rongxiang changed his moves, Li Xuan seemed to react automatically. The sword blade that was originally stabbing An Rongxiang's chest seemed to be completely powerless. It fell down softly and stabbed An Rongxiang's chest. Three inches below the abdomen are vital.
With a sound of "Bang!", An Rongxiang swung his right arm downwards, directly blocking Li Xuan's cold sword.
"Taiyi splitting lightsaber!" An Rongxiang gritted his teeth and waved his arms, saying with great resentment: "If the Daoist disciples knew that Taiyi splitting lightsaber was used by you in this way, they would definitely feel embarrassed. People are so ashamed that they wish they could just commit suicide."
"Heaven and earth are unkind, and everything is just a stupid dog. Why should seniors be so persistent? Moreover, this is not the Taiyi Light Sword. This is the two-handed Taiyi Light Sword." Li Xuan's expression was indifferent, with a hint of joking in her eyes: "The junior wants to be in the position of the senior. The only way a master like this can survive can only rely on this shady method."
After Li Xuan finished speaking, he took a step forward in an instant, and the two soft swords in his hands stabbed forward at a faster speed.
Up, down, left and right, eyes, throat, heart, armpits, liver and kidneys, three inches below the abdomen, no matter how insidious and vicious they are.
He didn't miss any place that could directly hit An Rongxiang's vital points, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
One sword after another, from a distance, they looked like blooming peach blossoms, extremely beautiful and extremely dangerous.
[An Rongxiang, the four elders of the Tianyin Sect, a subordinate of the leader of the Queen, in the realm of Xuantai]
Li Xuan's face was even more focused. To kill Wen Bingyan, he used almost all his scheming. Facing An Rongxiang, who was more powerful than him, Li Xuan could be said to have used almost all his strength.
An Rongxiang's expression was cold. Facing the countless sword blades that were shooting at him, he suddenly took a big step back, instantly widening the distance between him and Li Xuan.
Before Li Xuan could move forward to pursue him, An Rongxiang stepped forward fiercely again, throwing forward his left and right hands at the same time.
The next moment, golden light flashed, and two golden rings came out in an instant.
The heavy golden ring was tightly wrapped around the two soft swords in an instant.
At this time, An Rongxiang was like a fluttering leaf. In a blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Li Xuan. He pressed the palm of his right hand directly towards Li Xuan's heart, while the palm of his left hand struck at his Dantian.
No matter which one of these two palms succeeds, Li Xuan will definitely die.
In an instant, the floor tiles under Li Xuan's feet exploded completely, and his whole body retreated rapidly, but his eyes were extremely calm, and there was even a trace of pity in his calmness.
In an instant, An Rongxiang suddenly realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.
With a "boom", the roof above exploded instantly.
A figure had jumped down from high altitude, and its huge palm directly pressed down on the top of An Rongxiang's head.
[Yanzhuang, also known as Yanzhuang, was the captain of Qingchao and the captain of Baiqi. He was in the middle realm of Xuantai. 】
The person who struck down from above was none other than Yan Zhuang, and he seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.
Li Xuan is not surprised at all that Yanzhuang has Xuantai cultivation level.
Yanzhuang served successively as Zuo Qianniu Beishen, Tai
The prince's right Dian Rongxun's palace general, the prince's deputy royal guard Zuosi, and the east palace Miyagi are staying behind. Up to the prince's family orders, most of them hold military positions, so how could they not have any cultivation skills.
What's more, although the Yan family has two ministers of the Ministry of Industry, Yan Liben and Yan Lide, and two great calligraphers and painters, their grandparents are actually a family of military generals.
Yan Zhuang's hand was like a stone seal, coming down with high pressure.
The powerful force field directly enveloped all directions, and An Rongxiang among them could not avoid it at all.
With a "bang" sound, the two palms clashed, and powerful energy suddenly spread out. An Rongxiang was directly pressed into the stone brick by one palm, while Yan Zhuang was directly knocked back by the powerful force.
At this time, a figure approached him again.
Li Xuan.
In an instant, Li Xuan was floating forward, and his right hand was thrust forward. The next moment, the sharp sword blade shot out from his fingers.
Wrap your fingers softly.
Taiqing's unique sect, the soft sword wrapped around the fingers.
