"With this divine sword to see you off, Huanghou, you have lived your life in vain!"
Taoist Yan unsheathed his long sword.
It was a seven-foot ancient sword with purple electric lines all over its body. It was like running water. As Taoist Yan's hand was really strong, a purple stone bead deep in the sword rotated and vibrated rapidly, like a purple light moving toward Huanghou, the leader of Pingdu, came over.
It was the Purple Lightning Ancient Sword, one of the three sacred objects of Xuandu Sect.
It is rumored that this sword is made from a piece of thunder-strike iron, and it can burst out with the power of thunder, which is extremely mysterious!
At this time, the thunder beads deep in the sword grid of the ancient purple lightning sword vibrated, seeming to break the air easily, approaching Huanghou like lightning. Upon seeing this, Huanghou's eyes were not surprised but smiled instead, and a dark sword light rose into the sky around him.
The two sword shadows collided rapidly in the open space like rotating light and shadow, blooming with a strong color of purple lightning and ghost fire. The surging and puffing sword light caught even Taoist Cangji and the two deputy leaders of Pingdu Sect in the distance. His face also changed color.
Taoist Cangji's face was even more ugly.
He found that even if he used the Xuandu Temple's most precious purple electric sword, Taoist Yan could not gain the upper hand.
On the contrary, after a few moves, he was gradually suppressed by a huge dark invisible atmosphere.
A terrifying force gradually emerged from the depths of the void, with a cramped, lightless and vast implication. This implication continued to bloom from the shadow of a simple and unpretentious sword, and in an instant it penetrated the defense of the ancient purple electric sword. , the dark sword light swept straight through the flaw exposed in front of Yan Daoren.
Taoist Yan's face changed, and he retreated like a spiritual ape. An invisible purple electric light turned into a curtain in front of him, but he was still knocked back several meters.
In front of Taoist Yan, a blood stain appeared on his abdomen, infecting the Taoist robe.
At this moment, he suddenly raised his head, but the figure of Pingdujiao in front of him had quickly appeared in front of him.
A substantial force of blood and energy condensed into a substantial sword shadow that followed him like a shadow.
The power contained in it made Yan Daoren's pupils dilate slightly.
The oppressive force and the violent release of Qi and blood made the skin on his body tremble.
He just reluctantly raised the ancient purple electric sword in his hand, and was immediately slashed away by the sword, making his mouth vomit red.
But the attack didn't end there. Huanghou's speed was extremely fast, and he followed closely, followed by the violent energy of blood!
Taoist Yan's swordsmanship is very exquisite, and the ancient purple electric sword in his hand is even equipped with strands of strange shocking electric light, but everyone can see clearly that he is completely at a disadvantage, and it is only a matter of time before he loses.
Huang Hou was not only a master of divine will whose strength reached his whole body, but the ancient sword in his hand was even more extraordinary.
This ancient sword not only withstood the powerful slashes of the Zidian Ancient Sword, but also evenly matched them!
Taoist Cangji could only watch this scene at this time, because he was already entangled by the two deputy leaders of the Pingdu Sect.
Although the two deputy leaders are not masters of Divine Will, their strength is no weaker than him!
With one against two, he had no time to take care of himself.
"Master Yan, I have seen your methods, don't waste my time anymore!"
Along with Huang Hou's cold voice, a violent sword light suddenly emerged from the side of Taoist Yan. The violent Gangjin sword energy swept across, and Taoist Yan was like a rootless duckweed, and his entire body was chopped away.
The right hand holding the sword could no longer hold the ancient purple electric sword in his hand. The long sword was lifted into the air and flew out upside down.
Upon seeing this, Huang Hou stepped forward to take this ancient treasure from Xuandu Temple into his hands, but he saw an invisible force instantly roll up the purple electric ancient sword that fell on the ground and fall into the palm of his hand.
It was a mysterious figure wearing a black robe and a hat covering his entire figure.
Naturally, it was Yang Qi who killed the blocker and rushed to the Tianzun Hall.
Holding the ancient purple electric sword in his hand, he felt the thunder charm left behind by the ancient purple electric sword. With his huge mental power, he could clearly sense that there was a unique mysterious rune of thunder attribute inside.
"It really takes no effort at all! This trip is the right one!"
Yang Qi thought to himself, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
At this time, he raised his head, faced Huang Throat who was facing him with murderous intent, and said with a smile: "It seems you also want this sword very much?"
"No one has ever dared to snatch my things!"
Huanghou's face was expressionless, and the depths of his eyes were full of murderous intent. The dark ancient sword in the shape of flowing water in his hand drew a shadow, and it was immediately heading towards Yang Qi to kill.
But in an instant, his speeding figure suddenly froze on the spot, his face full of pain and shock.
Basic witchcraft, spiritual puncture!
The air around Yang Qi seemed to be tangible, shaking slightly, and his eyes fell on Huanghou.
What surprised him slightly was that the Taoist didn't fall down directly!
He could barely withstand a basic witchcraft.
But that's it.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the black ancient sword in Huanghou's hand was exuding a faint luster. An invisible luster poured into Huanghou's body, causing him to wake up instantly.
At this time, he did not retreat but advanced, and the mellow Gangjin exploded deep in his palm, condensing into a real flaming palm and attacking Yang Qi in the air.
This is his unique skill, Cloud Piercer, which is unrivaled in power.
Qi and blood are like wild flames soaring into the sky.
Huanghou's whole body seemed to be enveloped in the surging energy of energy and blood. The other hand pointed at the dark ancient sword, and the subsequent moves were coming one after another.
Yang Qi's eyes were slightly surprised, and in the blink of an eye he saw a surging magic power emanating from him. A giant blue electric hand that covered the sky and the sun suddenly formed when he waved his hand. He grabbed the yellow throat that was burning with strong power out of thin air, and then It was a series of screams.
Basic sorcery electric claw.
At the same time, behind Yang Qi, two murderous intents approached quickly, hitting the back of his head.
Those were the two deputy leaders of the Pingdu Sect.
But in an instant, they groaned and were knocked away by several green wind blades.
Taoist Cangji saw the two figures flying back and was slightly startled. He quickly reacted and faced them with a long sword. In an instant, he pierced through and killed one of the unlucky deputy leaders!
As for the other one, after all, he was the prisoner of the terrifying existence in front of him. The other person didn't say anything, so he couldn't find another chance to kill him.
On the other side, Huang Throat, which had just been massaged with electric claws, had been wrapped into a rice dumpling by several thick ivy.
The leader of the Pingdu Sect lost his ability to resist within a short period of time.
Yang Qi looked at this scene, but did not take a closer look.
Although he is an official wizard, he has not learned many witchcraft skills as a formal wizard. He does not have any witchcraft to defend himself, and he has not undergone special transformation. His body is still very fragile. After all, he has to be careful to avoid capsizing in the gutter.
He just poured part of the magic power into the ancient purple electric sword in his hand. Suddenly, the thunder beads deep in the sword grid of the ancient purple electric sword rotated at high frequency, and wisps of electric light were derived from it. It turned into a thunder arrow, which instantly penetrated the ivy cocoon. Kill the Pingdu Cult leader.
His thoughtful approach was noticed by Taoist Cangji next to him, and Taoist Yan was secretly shocked.
Yang Qi ignored the two of them. His eyes fell on the other deputy leader who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, facing Taoist Cangji.
"Go and kill this beast!"
He seemed to be instructing his subordinates, with a calm expression.
Upon hearing this, Taoist Cangji silently stepped forward, holding a long sword, and in the frightened eyes of the deputy leader, he directly killed the opponent with one sword.
Yang Qi nodded secretly when he saw this, and he also released the ivy entanglement technique at this time.
The yellow-throated corpse deep in the Ivy Winding Technique then fell to the ground, and a lavender ancient sword was seen piercing through his chest from his heart. This was his fatal injury.
At the same time, his entire body was charred black, but there was still intact flesh and blood tissue deep in his skin, which had not been charred.
"It seems that the body-protecting strength of the Shenyi Grandmaster is indeed extraordinary. Ordinary elemental attacks are no longer enough to kill them!"
Yang Qi thought to himself.
Although the basic witchcraft electric claw does not have the blessing of leverage, it does at least have nearly forty attack intensity levels, and ordinary people will turn into charcoal if they touch it.
As for the leader of Pingdu, only part of his skin was burned, and there were not many injured areas, so it was not very serious.
This refreshed Yang Qi's sense of flesh and blood martial arts.
As Yang Qi waved his hand, he suddenly saw two streams of light coming through the air and falling into his hands instantly.
One is an ancient purple electric sword.
The other one is a long black sword in Huanghou's hand.
It was an ancient sword with a strange style. The whole body was like black jade, and it seemed that it had never been sharpened. The whole body of the sword was covered with a layer of strange sword marks, which looked like blood grooves and lines, with a strange and evil feeling. force.
With just a slight touch, Yang Qi's huge mental power could sense that the depths of this ancient sword also contained a unique and rare rune.
This rare rune has some connection to curses.
Rare runes with curse properties!
A smile appeared in Yang Qi's eyes.
Taoist Cangji next to him said softly when he saw this.
"Senior, this should be an evil sword refined by the Pingdu Sect a hundred years ago. It is rumored that it was forged from a piece of strange iron from the center of the earth that contains the power of the curse. It contains mystical power!"
"If not, it can't be on an equal footing with my Xuandu Temple's Purple Lightning Ancient Sword!"
His eyes fell on Yang Qi at this moment, and the expression deep in his eyes was a little complicated and even more shocking.
He had already seen Yang Qi's method of dealing with the leader of Pingdu just now.
It's amazing.
It is simply the method of land gods!
Yang Qi nodded slightly and said naturally.
"From now on, all of you Xuan will listen to my orders. In return, I will heal your injuries and give you enough authority. Maybe you will also have the opportunity to step into the realm of the Divine Will Grandmaster in the future!"
His words were unquestionable, and he did not think Taoist Cangji was qualified to refuse his request.
"impossible!"
Taoist Cangji did not speak, but Taoist Yan roared out regardless of his severely injured body.
Yang Qi didn't pay attention, but just raised a palm, and an invisible cold air condensed in the air, and instantly pierced one of Taoist Yan's legs.
At the same time, more ice cones of cold air formed from the void, aiming at Taoist Yan.
Taoist Yan was tough. Although his legs and feet were pierced, he endured the pain and glared at Yang Qi.
Taoist Cangji's face changed color when he saw this.
"Senior, please show mercy, junior agrees!"
Yang Qi looked cold and just asked.
"you sure?"
Taoist Cangji remained silent for a while, then he said the way of hand-gong.
"Senior has been kind to me, Xuandu Guan, for saving my life. What's more, I am a member of the Immortal Family. If senior is willing to take care of Xuandu Guan, this will be a great opportunity for Xuandu Guan! How can I know how to advance and retreat!"
When Yang Qi heard this, his eyes fell on Taoist Cangji for a moment, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
Taoist Cangji is not confused at all.
Although Xuandu Temple is good, how can he really care? What he cares about is the longevity and power.
Then Yang Qi took a look at the seriously injured Cangji Taoist and the many Xuanduguan elders who fell in confusion.
At present, Xuandu Temple and even the inheritance of Xuandu Temple are already in his possession, but some finishing touches need to be done next.
There is still a group of Pingdu Sect disciples wreaking havoc on Xuandu Mountain, but now Cangji Taoist and others have no power to fight anymore, and it seems that he can only do it himself.
Yang Qi was slightly helpless.
I can only comfort myself. If I want to gain something, I can only exchange it with strength.
As Yang Qi left, Taoist Cangji finally couldn't hold himself any longer and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, he looked around and glanced at the many elders who were either seriously injured or unconscious, and felt a little relaxed.
This can be said to be the most difficult time for Xuandu Guan, but with this mysterious strongman as the backstage, at least Xuandu Guan's inheritance will not be cut off.
As for the future, we have to wait until that day!
