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Chapter forty-ninth hundred miles flying sword

"Everyone, why not take advantage of the fact that there is still a little spiritual energy and let's rush out to fight him." A monk in blue gritted his teeth and said.

"No." Someone immediately shook his head: "The other party is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and is practicing the paper-making Taoist technique of the Ghost Sect. It is difficult to get close to him at the same level, let alone this person has accomplices in it..."

Speaking of this, the man's face showed a look of fear.

At this moment, in a big house not far away, black air continued to spread out, as if there was something even more terrifying inside.

"It's a pity that we were plotted against by that man before, so we didn't have time to notify the sect, otherwise these two evil cultivators would have already been destroyed." A middle-aged monk looked unwilling.

They were all disciples of major immortal sects. They made friends with the young Taoist priest, a guy with a human face and a beastly heart, and heard from the other party that there was a spiritual thing in the Mansion of the General Pei County, so they were deceived. However, they never thought that after they came, the other party showed danger.

The young Taoist priest outside turned his head and looked into the room: "Master, he is almost going to refine the corpse. If Master hadn't said he wanted to find a few monks to sacrifice his life, I would have killed you guys long ago, so how could he keep it until now?"

After saying that, the young Taoist priest smiled, picked up a copper bell next to him and shook it gently.

The copper ringtone began to spread.

Xu Xian also heard a vague sound, and almost at the same time, he immediately felt a strange noise coming from around him.

It's the sound of footsteps.

A lot of footsteps.

Xu Xian moved very quickly, retreated to Lao Yao and looked around vigilantly. The paper crane that he had just killed was probably controlled by someone using magic, and he could monitor this place through the eyes on the paper crane.

In other words, behind this is someone casting spells, and the level is extremely high.

The footsteps were getting more and more, and gradually someone appeared. Xu Xian looked at it and found that it was a person wearing guards and servants' clothes.

But these people, like Lao Yao, have stiff faces, like zombies.

In addition to these people, Xu Xian also saw more than a dozen paper people.

Each of them was drawing eyebrows and painting pictures, like blushing, which was extremely strange. Moreover, every paper man was holding weapons, either sickle, fish sword, or sharp hammer and mourning stick.

"What kind of magic is this?" Xu Xian was shocked.

Before Xu Xian could think too much, the controlled mortals and paper people rushed over together, and the scene made people feel numb.

For people like Lao Yao, Xu Xian naturally had no chance to kill, so he could only push them away. However, everyone who was pushed away flew out ten feet away, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

As for the paper man Xu Xian, he is not that polite.

As soon as the sword light passed, several paper people were all broken. But before Xu Xian could get the fire, the pieces of paper were blown away by a cold wind and recondensed and formed in the distance.

"Understood!"

When Xu Xian saw this, he knew in his heart that the other party was planning to start a war of attrition.

No matter who is casting the magic, his body is hidden in the distance, and he uses magic to control these strange paper men. Although the paper men have average combat power, they cannot withstand the constant consumption of harassment.

Xu Xian sneered.

"I thought I could rest assured as I hid in the dark?"

After saying that, Xu Xian pulled out the Earth Evil Sword, then picked up the spell close to the chanting, as if whispering to the sword.

After reading it, a buzzing sound came from the Earth Demon Sword, buzzing.

"Go."

Xu Xian raised his hand and threw it, the Earth Demon Sword rolled twice, and immediately flew out quickly.

At the same time, the young Taoist priest who was controlling the paper man over there changed his expression slightly.

"Flying sword kills you, huh, I knew you were going to use this move for a long time."

After saying that, the young Taoist priest reached out and pressed the disc on a strange stone slab beside him, twisted it hard, and suddenly the wind blew, feeling the surrounding environment began to stretch.

The rockery pavilion, which was originally a few feet away, suddenly disappeared.

The monks who were struggling to support the magic circle were also shocked when they saw this.

"This is the Qiankun Dharma Pan. Twisting the Kun Pagoda can shrink and expand the space. I didn't expect that this evil cultivator actually had such a magic weapon." A monk cursed.

"What's so great about it? Our Yunhai Sect has a Star Sea Pan. If you twist it, you can expand the magic circle of thousands of miles. His Qiankun Pan is a inferior product, which can expand at most ten miles."

"Everyone, I think someone must be attacking him with magic, maybe it is flying sword technique, so he borrowed the Qiankun Pan. After all, the flying sword of an ordinary monk cannot kill the enemy from ten miles, let alone ten miles, it is difficult to exceed a thousand feet."

"This person is cunning. I think no matter who that person is, I am afraid it will be in the hands of this grandson."

Hearing this, several monks lamented.

At this moment, a sound of a whistle and everyone saw that a flying sword flew in the distance with a cold light.

"It's indeed a flying sword technique."

"It's a pity that my grandson has already activated the Qiankun Pan."

The young Taoist priests there also smiled disdainfully, and at the same time, the surrounding space expanded rapidly. The flying sword, which was about to fly over, disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the several righteous monks there were all stunned.

"This is not the Ten Miles of Qiankun Plate, it is the Hundred Miles of Qiankun Plate."

"That's even more hopeless, but what is the origin of this evil cultivator? He actually has such a magic weapon."

Several monks were also disheartened at this moment.

The young evil cultivator laughed and was about to get up. At this moment, a cold light flew over from far to near, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to react.

The sword light swept past.

The scene was quiet.

It was too sudden, and several righteous monks were stunned, while the young evil monks also stared at the eyes, looking disbelief, and saw a sword hanging in the air ahead.

The sword is quite simple, with a sharp edge, hanging in the air for a moment, as if confirming whether the task was completed. The next moment, with a swish, it quickly moved away.

A drop of blood fell.

The young evil cultivator touched his face and was about to speak, but starting from the top of his head, a bloodline was cracked, and then the two halves of the corpse fell to the ground.

Not only the physical body, but also the soul were also killed by this sword.

Until death, the young monk looked disbelief.

As soon as he died, the Qiankun Pan automatically turned back and the surrounding area returned to its original state. The many paper people in the general's mansion also seemed to have lost control and shattered.

I saw paper money falling all over the sky.

Xu Xian also reached out to grab the Earth Demon Sword that flew back.

“Beautiful job!”

With a compliment, Xu Xian pulled a sword flower and returned the sword to the sheath.

He just used the "Spirit-Chasing Flying Sword" on Wangyou Peak. The reason is very simple, just like a hunting dog that can lock in the smell. The flying sword locks spiritual energy from the paper man, so that he can directly kill the person who casts the magic from a distance.

Speaking of which, it was the first time Xu Xian used it after learning it, and he didn't expect the effect to be so good.

The fog around did not dissipate, and it was obvious that the formation was still there, which made Xu Xian feel a little bad.

This shows that there are more than one opponent.

At this time, Xu Xian heard Lao Yao humming a few times and immediately squatted down to check. Sure enough, after the flying sword killed the person behind the scenes, the evil technique that controlled Lao Yao was also unlocked.

After humming a few times, Lao Yao opened his eyes as if he was waking up like a dream. After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, he immediately sat up.

"Xu Xian, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, you'll be cold."

Xu Xian waved his hand. Now is not the time to say this.

"Someone is here."

When he looked up, several monks in different clothes arrived quickly. When he saw Xu Xian, especially after seeing the Earth Demon Sword on Xu Xian's waist, he was all happy.

"Thank you for helping me."

"Senior Baili Flying Sword Technique is really amazing."

Several monks saluted together.

Xu Xian naturally didn't understand why.
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