The sword spirit clicked his tongue and said, "Oh, it's so miserable. The heart of the sword is broken. There is no hope of a breakthrough in swordsmanship in this life."
"That's because his mental endurance is too poor." Xie Jiuniang loves to add insult to injury.
I didn't want to talk nonsense.
But to attack a sword cultivator, you still have to use your sword to defeat the opponent.
This kind of blow is fatal.
Finally, it is best to let him know that the strong unwillingness and jealousy of being defeated by a person who does not understand swords and has just learned swords is enough to destroy a person.
"You deserve to die! Go to hell—"
Nangong Lang knew that the sword's heart was broken and his path to immortality was hopeless. The resentment in his heart rose to the extreme. He was about to take out the high-level Thunder Explosion Talisman given by his family and die with Xie Jiuniang.
When the Thunder Explosion Talisman first appeared in his fingers.
Before he could detonate it, Nangong Lang felt a sharp pain in his soul.
The pain is short-lived.
In just that moment, the soul exploded and collapsed quickly.
After one breath, the person dies!
Died by Xie Jiuniang's soul-killing needle, even Nangong Lang himself did not expect that he would die so happily.
At the moment of his death.
In a quiet courtyard outside the secret realm.
Another one of the hundreds of soul cards placed was broken. When the soul card was broken, the last scene before Nangong Lang's death appeared, and he clearly saw the girl holding a broken sword.
She stood proudly, her eyes cold.
That glance seemed to be looking at Nangong Lang, but also seemed to be looking at them from a distance, and his lips seemed to move.
Some people couldn't sit still for a moment.
He stood up subconsciously, and his body unconsciously exuded a pressure.
"What did she say?" a strong man asked angrily.
The first transformed spirit said deeply: "She said, let the horse come over."
Suddenly, the surroundings were quiet.
The atmosphere at the scene was heavy and depressing, making people breathless.
The superior incarnation said in a deep voice: "We will not let Nangong Lang die in vain, and we will definitely avenge him."
"Lang'er was the first to find the target. He should have informed the others of the location. His death was not in vain." The person who spoke was none other than a strong member of the Nangong family.
Indeed.
Xie Jiuniang, who was in the secret realm, found something unusual not far away after cleaning the battlefield.
The sword spirit reminded: "There is an ambush ahead."
"Those people again?"
"Yes! People who have malicious intentions towards you outside the secret realm."
"How many people did they arrange to come in?" I could feel dozens of malicious intentions outside the secret realm. The real number of people could only be more or less.
In the eyes of outsiders, she only has the cultivation level of Jin Dan.
In the past, she couldn't be killed because of various coincidences and accidents. There were always strong people to help her escape. Now that she has entered the secret realm, she can only rely on herself.
This is a good opportunity to start.
At least in the eyes of those behind the scenes, it was a good time to kill her.
A golden elixir can't kill her.
What about sending a group in?
Too many ants can kill an elephant.
Xie Jiuniang's consciousness dimly scanned the front.
Two miles away, three people were hiding.
There are no sect clothes and no family clothes, so he is probably a casual cultivator?
Xie Jiuniang pretended to be tired, not wanting to appear too strong and alert the people in the dark. At the same time, I was wondering in my mind, should I stop and recover to my peak before passing, or should I go directly and pretend to be ambushed, or maybe find a way to counter the ambush and go back?
Going right over there would make her look stupid.
The sword spirit was eager to give it a try, "Do you want me to help you kill them?"
"Can you do it?" Xie Jiuniang asked with raised eyebrows.
"Uncle, I even dare to make a sneak attack in the form of a god. It's just a few golden elixirs. It's trivial."
"You go ahead, come on."
Xie Jiuniang took it easy.
Xie Jiuniang took it easy.
The sword spirit who received the permission suddenly disappeared in excitement.
It turned out that a certain sword was unreliable. After a while, the sound of fighting was heard from ahead.
Xie Jiuniang looked at it with her spiritual consciousness and was speechless.
Three people are fighting with a sword. What about the sneak attack they agreed on? Xie Jiuniang looked carefully and saw a golden elixir among them. There was a blood mark on her neck. It was a cut through the skin, not a fatal injury.
The dog thing may have made a sneak attack.
But they have life-saving means on them!
Xie Jiuniang didn't have to worry anymore and let the sword spirit play with it.
Now, she focused her attention on the Golden Flame of the Sun.
After forcibly devouring the Yinming Xuanhuo and fighting with the demons in the Red Leaf Forest, the Great Sun Golden Flame fell into a deep sleep.
Xie Jiuniang had no intention of disturbing the golden flame of the sun.
She can handle the danger she is currently facing on her own.
He took a sip of the spiritual liquid, took out a puppet horse, and flew forward without any hesitation. The pressure of the golden elixir on his body did not restrain, so that the venomous snakes and poisonous insects around him did not dare to approach.
"Master, come and help me quickly."
Sword Spirit contacted Xie Jiuniang through a contract.
Xie Jiuniang laughed, "Aren't you very powerful? Do you still need to call me for help?"
"They have life-saving things on them that I can't break."
The sword spirit is a weapon spirit. No matter how strong it is, it is only an auxiliary. It needs the hands of the master to exert its powerful power. If it is operated by the weapon spirit alone, it can only exert 30 to 40% of the power of the Sky-Destroying Sword.
Therefore, a certain sword spirit who wants to kill everyone without passing through his master is just dreaming.
Xie Jiuniang said calmly: "It's okay, you can help me consume their spiritual energy first."
"Ouch, I can't hold it anymore."
The sword spirit was crying and wanted the dog owner to come and save him.
Under Xie Jiuniang's consciousness, the three people worked together to besiege Broken Sword, blocking all of Broken Sword's escape routes.
The three people play in perfect harmony.
Obviously this isn't the first time, they may have been familiar with each other before entering the secret realm.
There were only two miles to go, no matter how slow the puppet horse flew, Xie Jiuniang's whereabouts had already been discovered by three people, and there was no point in covering it up. However, those three people were disturbed by Broken Sword, and they also knew that Xie Jiuniang had discovered the ambush.
Xie Jiuniang didn't want to be too tired from the fight.
When you come up, sit on the puppet horse and smash the blasting charm.
When she found that the three of them were unscathed, she suddenly remembered, "Oh, oh, I almost forgot, the explosive talisman is useless against the golden elixir. I should throw the thunder explosive talisman."
The three of them were immediately laughed out of anger.
Any fool knows she did it on purpose.
The three people who stood up were two men and one woman.
His appearance can only be described as ordinary, a big man with a curly beard, a handsome boy, but the only female cultivator has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks like a girl but a boy.
Xie Jiuniang raised her hand to recall the broken sword. Holding the broken sword in her hand, she asked expressionlessly: "Would you like to tell me your name? I want to know the name of the person you are about to kill."
The female cultivator snorted coldly: "I will kindly tell you when you are about to die."
"You are so ugly, how do you think you are so beautiful?" Xie Jiuniang glanced at the female cultivator, full of contempt, "Forget it, I don't really want to know, they are just some insignificant people."
Talk about pissing people off.
Xie Jiuniang is professional.
A few words can stir up people's nerves and make them lose their minds. At least the female nun with thick eyebrows and big eyes will be so angry that she will jump to her feet.
The pretty boy put his hand on the female cultivator's shoulder, "Third sister, calm down! Don't fall into the trap."
"me?"
The female cultivator was stunned, then calmed down, but her vigilance was heightened. When she looked at Xie Jiuniang, she seemed to be looking at her lifelong enemy.
Xie Jiuniang snorted coldly.
These people really love brainstorming.
She was really just talking casually just now.
There will be no update tonight, so don’t wait.
