The face of the Weeping Blood Sword Saint who was flying upside down still had a look of surprise on his face.
"What method is this?"
"Whoops~"
A shrill sound broke through the air.
The cold light transformed by the Tianlang Sword once again struck before the Blood-Weeping Sword Saint.
"Swordsmanship?!"
The Blood-Weeping Sword Saint was horrified, and he forcibly stabilized his figure. The sword in his hand was swept by the power of the rules of thunder, and struck the Tianlang Sword fiercely.
"Boom~"
The void collapses at the center of the collision.
The Tianlang Sword was sent flying, and the Weeping Blood Sword Saint also grunted and took a step back.
With the Tianlang Sword flying, the Weeping Blood Sword Saint got a chance to breathe and looked at Xu Chen. The next moment, there was a look of disbelief on his face.
Not only did Xu Chen stand up from the ruins, but the injury on his chest was almost completely healed. After just a short time, Xu Chen's injury was almost healed.
Even if Xu Chen swallowed the holy elixir, his recovery speed would not be so fast.
But Xu Chen's actions at the next moment caused his expression to change again.
Xu Chen's thoughts moved, and pieces of spiritual weapons appeared in front of him.
There are different kinds of spiritual weapons, including swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Every spiritual weapon exudes extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations.
These spiritual weapons are all top-grade spiritual weapons, and there are even quasi-sacred weapons among them.
These spiritual weapons are Xu Chen's trophies.
"Sage Weeping Blood Sword, you can push me to this point, even if you die, it will be an honor!"
Xu Chen looked at the Blood-weeping Sword Saint with cold eyes, waved his hand, and the dozens of spiritual weapons suspended in front of him shot out, turning into streaks of cold light, killing the Blood-Crying Sword Saint.
The Blood-Weeping Sword Saint really never even dreamed that Xu Chen could master the long-lost sword-controlling technique.
"Whoops~"
The black light transformed by the Tianlang Sword was the first to attack. The Blood-Weeping Sword Saint activated the rules of thunder and swung his sword to resist.
There was a clang.
The Tianlang Sword flew out.
The Weeping Blood Sword Saint was not feeling well either.
Moreover, before he could take a breath, the subsequent attacks were already coming.
Dozens of rays of cold light shot out from all directions, targeting the head, throat, heart and other fatal parts of the Blood-Weeping Sword Saint.
"Dang, clang, clang, clang..."
Facing the attacks of dozens of cold lights, the Blood-Weeping Sword Saint did not dare to hold back at all. He waved the long bloody sword into the wind, resisting the attacks of cold lights one after another.
Two fists are no match for four hands.
What's more, there are dozens of attacks.
Moreover, even if the power of each attack is not as good as the Saint's full blow, it is not much different.
In just the first wave of attacks, the Weeping Blood Sword Saint was killed in an extremely embarrassing manner, with several wounds on his body.
Xu Chen stood in the void, holding the Star-Shattering Sword, with all his mental power operating, controlling dozens of spiritual weapons to launch a steady stream of attacks against the Blood-Weeping Sword Saint.
The Weeping Blood Sword Saint slashed through seven or eight rays of cold light that were coming towards him, and with his backhand slashed through six or seven rays of cold light. But after all, the number of cold rays was too many, and the speed was extremely fast.
"Puff!!!"
There was another dull sound of two sharp blades cutting flesh.
Two rays of cold light grazed the left abdomen and right leg of the Weeping Blood Sword Saint respectively, bringing up two strands of blood.
The Weeping Blood Sword Saint grunted, with a rare look of panic on his face.
He felt threatened by death.
The skill of sword control is worthy of being the famous skill of the sword master Ye Xiaoran 30,000 years ago. It is so powerful that it is indeed unusual.
"Pfft~"
The black light formed by the Tianlang Sword saw the opportunity and stabbed directly into the back of the Weeping Blood Sword Saint, and flew out from the right chest, bringing with it scalding blood.
The Weeping Blood Sword Saint's face turned pale, and his body flew backwards. Before he could stabilize his body, the shrill sound of breaking through the air came again, and dozens of cold lights shot out overwhelmingly.
this moment.
The Weeping Blood Sword Saint finally felt fear.
If this continues, he will die in Xu Chen's hands sooner or later.
He gave Xu Chen a fierce look, "Boy, the mountains will remain green and the water will flow forever. Let's fight another day!"
The moment he finished speaking, a teleportation talisman appeared in the hand of the Blood-Weeping Sword Saint.
This teleportation talisman is not a thousand-mile teleportation talisman, but a more advanced thousand-mile teleportation talisman. It is his biggest life-saving trump card.
The talisman burned, and the power of space enveloped the whole body. He teleported away before the attack came.
"咻咻咻咻..."
The attack failed.
"Teleported away?"
Xu Chen closed his eyes.
The mental power swept away.
Ten miles, twenty miles, fifty miles, a hundred miles...
Xu Chen slowly opened his eyes, "No, he escaped."
"Next time we meet, I will kill him."
Xu Chen said murderously.
…
In a cave hundreds of miles away from the battlefield, Xu Chen ended his training and his injuries were completely healed.
Slowly exhaling a breath, Xu Chen opened his eyes and took out the Lingyun Palace Disciple Token.
Because of his news, the group had exploded. The disciples of Lingyun Palace were all discussing the changes that had happened in the ruins of Lingxi Sect. Some people were also questioning the authenticity of his news. However, he was fighting the Weeping Blood Sword Saint at that time and had no time to return.
information.
Just at this time, Senior Brother Su Yuntian sent a message, "Junior Brother Xu Chen, how are you doing now? Have you escaped from the Lingxi Sect ruins?"
Xu Chen replied: "I have escaped from the ruins."
Su Yuntian said: "Just escape. Our saint brother from Lingyun Palace is on the way, and the news has been spread to other holy places. The follow-up matters will be left to the saints. Brother, you should try to stay away from the place of right and wrong now. It is best to leave Xuan Xuan."
area."
Xu Chen said: "Well, I am preparing to leave Xuanyu."
Su Yuntian asked: "Junior Brother Xu, have you decided to participate in the Halloween Convention?"
Xu Chen: "Participate."
Su Yuntian: "It's not beyond my expectation. By the way, I forgot to tell you last time. Every force has a quota to participate in the Halloween Conference. Our Lingyun Tiangui is one of the nine holy places in Qingzhou, but the Qi Sea Realm
There are only sixteen entries."
Xu Chen: "Brother, what do you mean, if I want to represent Lingyun Temple in the Halloween Conference, I need to get a quota?"
Su Yuntian: "That's right. But you don't have to worry too much. As far as I know, there are not too many Qihai Realm brothers who want to participate in the Halloween Conference this time. Since you can defeat the Ruthless Heavenly Sword, there is still hope.
Seize a spot."
Xu Chen: "Senior brother, when will our Lingyun Palace compete for quota?"
Su Yuntian: "Three days later."
Xu Chen: "Thank you, Senior Brother Su, for reminding me!"
After finishing the chat with Su Yuntian, Xu Chen opened the chat group and watched it for a while, then put away the token, closed his eyes and recalled the process of fighting the Blood-Weeping Sword Saint.
"The power of rules is too strong!"
"The artistic conception of the sword in the perfect realm is not worth mentioning in front of the power of rules. The gap is too big."
"The necessary condition to break through and become a saint is to understand the power of rules. In other words, every saint has at least one kind of power of rules. This is the main reason why all saints are like ants."
"Saints who use the power of rules are too strong. If my mental power hadn't reached a level comparable to that of a saint, and I was the only spiritual master in the Zhenwu world, I would have been the one who escaped in embarrassment during the battle with the Blood-Weeping Sword Saint not long ago.
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"As my strength continues to improve, the opponents I encounter will become stronger and stronger."
"The competition for the spot to participate in the Halloween Convention will be in three days. I still have time, so I will use these three days to fully understand the sword's meaning, hoping to make a breakthrough..."
next moment.
Xu Chen's figure disappeared and entered the Heavenly Emperor's Palace.
