The body of the killing sword is about ten feet long, and the killing intent and spiritual power of hundreds of monks are condensed in it. It is revealed at the edge of the sword and turns into an invisible sword gang hundreds of feet long. When it cuts down, it makes a harsh sound. screams.
Swish——
Jiang Fan stood below, raised his head, and saw that the space was strangely distorted where the big sword had passed. Under the strong pressure, he felt bursts of pain all over his body.
He couldn't help but frown.
This shocking sword that has been planned for a long time will definitely not be less powerful than the full blow of a monk in the middle stage of the Crystal Realm!
Can my senior sister really be able to stop her?
Although he had been prepared for it, his heart couldn't help but feel in his throat at this moment, and he quickly turned to look at the girl in green beside him.
I don't know when, but two layers of translucent light blue water curtains have quietly risen above the latter's head.
In the middle of the two layers of water curtains, there are countless densely packed small ice crystals floating, intertwined and condensed into a network, emitting a fine luster under the sunlight.
The shimmering waves seemed to have only three thin layers of defense, but Jiang Fan could feel that at least 90% of his senior sister's spiritual power was condensed in it.
After a little differentiation, he recognized that it was his senior sister's bottom-box defense skill: Bijing Canopy.
In the past when the two were sparring, Jiang Fan could only force Sikong Yueling to use this move when he attacked with all his strength.
Generally speaking, only 20% of spiritual power is consumed to withstand a full blow from a monk in the early stages of the Crystal Realm.
But at this moment, in order to resist the killing sword above her head, the girl in green spent almost all her spiritual energy, and forcefully pushed the defensive power of this move up half a step.
In addition, she also held the "Rock Royal Talisman" that Jiang Fan had quietly given her before, ready to use it at any time.
It can be seen that the pressure in the girl's heart at this moment is actually not small.
However, although her face was solemn, the confidence in her body had not faded even a little bit from beginning to end.
Infected by the girl's temperament, Jiang Fan's heart that originally jumped into his throat gradually calmed down.
He took a deep breath, turned to look at the bloody sword that was slashing down rapidly above his head, mobilized his spiritual power, and was ready to provide support at any time.
The killing sword disappeared in an instant, falling from the sky. The powerful sword light seemed to break half of the sky. The strong wind blew up the broken clouds, and with boundless power, it landed hard on the head of Sikong Yueling, but was ignored again. Blocked by blue water curtain.
boom!
Like a meteor falling into the sea, a violent impact sounded. As the bloody sword buzzed, the first layer of water splashed, exploding into mist in the air.
The sound waves reverberated layer by layer. Around the high platform, a group of disciples who had not had time to react to what was happening, including dozens of guys who had built a killing array, were knocked to the ground, covered their ears and began to moan.
In a moment, the outermost layer of water in the blue crystal sky was broken open, and the slashing force of the blood-colored killing sword was only slightly slowed down, and it cut directly into the second layer of ice crystal net.
boom!
Click, click, click, click…
Although it only lasted for a moment, the ice cracked inch by inch, but by the time the sword hit the third and final layer of water curtain, the power of cutting down was obviously exhausted.
The color of this third layer of water curtain is much darker than that of the outermost first layer.
Most of the spiritual energy consumed by Sikong Yueling was used on this level.
When the blood-colored killing sword slashed into it, it seemed as if an invisible force was sticking to the sword body, and every move seemed to be very difficult.
By the time the sword broke through the three layers of water curtains and all rushed out, the power of the killing sword that had been blocked one after another had been weakened by more than half.
Jiang Fan scanned it with his spiritual sense and estimated its current killing power. It can only be said that it has barely reached the middle stage of the crystallization realm, which is equivalent to a casual blow from a monk in this realm.
As for my senior sister, her current state is at the early stage of crystallization state.
Although the strength gap between monks and between different realms is almost insurmountable, it is not exaggerated to the extent that a monk who is only a small step higher can kill a lower realm monk with a casual blow.
A full blow from a monk in the middle stage of the crystal realm can indeed kill an early stage monk in the crystal stage, but only if the early stage monk in the crystal stage has no defense.
If you take precautions, you will most likely only be seriously injured. Although you still won't be able to escape the fate of death, you can still struggle for a while.
Now the power of the killing sword has been greatly reduced. Although my senior sister's spiritual power is almost exhausted at this moment, she still has this "Rock Royal Talisman" in her hand that has not been used.
The earth attribute is always the strongest in terms of defense. If it is used now, even if it cannot be completely blocked, it can at least reduce the power of the killing sword to the early stage of the crystallization realm.
The opponent only had one chance to take action. After this killing move, no matter how slow the senior management in the valley was, they could still react and stop the opponent.
Facing an attack from the same realm, as long as she only had to withstand one blow, it would not be an unbearable thing for her senior sister to resist with her physical body.
What's more, the senior sister possesses the water attribute spiritual root with the strongest recovery ability. It only takes a few days of cultivation to recover as before.
If there were any unexpected situations during this period, my senior sister could temporarily access the fox demon girl's spiritual power through the Concentric Contract, and I, Ji Miaofu and others could also take action.
Under such heavy precautions, if it weren't for the whole set for show, my senior sister wouldn't even be slightly injured...
Just as Jiang Fan's thoughts were swirling, the girl in green had already taken out the talisman in her hand.
The talisman exploded in mid-air, and the spiritual skills stored in it were instantly released. A large dark shield that looked extremely thick appeared out of thin air, blocking the space between the bloody sword and the girl in green.
winter!
There was a loud roar between heaven and earth, followed by the sound of something breaking.
Although the big shield exploded after a short moment, it also succeeded in causing a large number of cracks to appear on the bloody sword.
Obviously, this sword has reached the end of its strength.
By this time, Jiang Fan finally felt relieved.
He turned to look at his senior sister, only to see that the latter looked pale and staggered back a few steps.
However, its body seems to be shaky, but in fact its center of gravity has never shifted.
In short, it's just pretending.
After breaking through all the obstacles, the bloody sword covered with cracks finally came to the girl in green and struck her on the shoulder.
However, the sword that was originally expected to kill the girl was now only powerful enough to break her shoulder, and then flew out.
Jiang Fan immediately flew forward, held the girl in green in his arms, stepped lightly to release his strength, spun around for dozens of steps, and landed firmly on the other side of the high platform.
"Sister, are you okay?"
Jiang Fan spoke softly, then lowered his head and saw that the clothes on the shoulders of the girl in his arms were torn, with a deep visible bone scar inside, and stains of bright red blood all around.
Although he had already been mentally prepared, and for a monk, this was really just a minor skin injury, Jiang Fan still felt a sudden unknown anger rising in his heart.
"Don't worry, junior brother, I'm fine..."
Sikong Yueling's hair was slightly messy and her face was pale. At this time, she frowned, bit her lip, and hummed a few times, obviously because she felt the pain in her shoulder.
Seeing this, Jiang Fan felt extremely heartbroken. He couldn't help but turn his head and look down at the high platform, his eyes fiercely gouging the faces of the hundreds of monks who participated in the attack and murder of his senior sister, and he gritted his teeth and sneered:
"Senior sister, don't worry, these guys who hurt you will all die here today, and none of them can escape!"
