Jiang Xuan and Ximen Xuege did not hesitate, shouted loudly, and rushed out immediately. They wanted to deal with these evil puppets that suddenly appeared as soon as possible.
They know that if they delay for a long time, they may attract a more powerful evil army, and it will be difficult to deal with it then.
"kill!"
"Forty-nine sword burials!"
"Burial of Seven Swords!"
Jiang Xuan shouted coldly, and the imperial sword in his hand bloomed with brilliant sword light, and then with a few sounds, he tore into pieces the two golden-armored puppets that rushed forward.
"What? Killed like that?"
Seeing this scene, Ximen Xuege's expression was suddenly startled.
He was still thinking about how to kill these two golden-armored puppets. He even thought about using the power of the magic talisman. .??.
But now that I saw Jiang Xuan's long sword, it instantly tore apart two golden-armored puppets whose bodies were probably as hard as the best in the heavenly realm. This scene made the corners of Ximen Xuege's mouth suddenly twitch.
"What kind of sword is this?"
Ximen Xuege murmured.
Jiang Xuan didn't know about Ximen Xuege's question, he only pointed it out with his right index finger.
"Dragon Transformation!"
"Dragon Finger!"
boom!
Jiang Xuan's index finger instantly turned into an extremely sharp dragon finger, which penetrated the void and directly smashed the remaining dozen black-armored puppets.
At this time, a crisis was solved by Jiang Xuan with lightning speed.
Ximen Xuege, on the other hand, looked at all this with a dull look on his face.
He originally thought Jiang Xuan was strong enough, but he didn't expect that Jiang Xuan was stronger than he imagined.
"The swordsmanship just now seems to be the very weird swordsmanship secret technique of our Qingyang Sword Sect, Forty-nine Sword Burials?"
Ximen Xuege murmured.
He had heard that all the disciples who practiced this swordsmanship were later attacked by the sword energy and died unexpectedly.
But now these forty-nine swords are buried in Jiang Xuan's hands, but they have shown such
Terrifying power.
"Martial arts, alchemy, spiritual talismans, swordsmanship... Are there really all-powerful wizards in this world?"
Ximen Xuege secretly shook his head and sighed.
When he was with Jiang Xuan, he suddenly felt that his so-called talent was just like garbage.
Fortunately, Jiang Xuan is now his friend.
If there is such an opponent, I am afraid that I will have trouble sleeping and eating all day long!
After dealing with these evil puppets, the two of them continued on their way.
One day later, according to Ximen Snowge's memory, the two finally came to a populated area.
In the distance, a mansion stands on the rolling mountains.
"arrive."
Ximen Xuege smiled slightly and came to the outside of the mansion with Jiang Xuan. They looked up and saw the two golden characters "Zhao Mansion" engraved on the plaque above the door.
At this time, Jiang Xuan and the others also sensed a kind of fluctuation in the spiritual formation.
"It seems that the Zhao family has masters of spiritual formations, and they have arranged a very superb illusory spiritual formation to block the attack of those evil puppets who have no intelligence."
Ximen Xuege's eyes flashed and he murmured. Then the two of them looked at each other and walked towards the Zhao family.
From the outside, the Zhao family's house looked dilapidated and did not look like it was inhabited at all.
But the moment Jiang Xuan and Ximen Xuege entered the Zhao home, they immediately saw cold corpses lying in the Zhao home, and the bright red blood dyed the entire ground red.
"Oops, could it be that the Zhao family had set up an illusionary spiritual formation, or was it all slaughtered by the evil tribe?"
When Ximen Xuege saw the corpses there, there was an ugly look in his eyes.
"Wait a moment."
but right here
At this time, Jiang Xuan closed his eyes slightly, radiated his mental power, and immediately noticed some life fluctuations.
In other words, there are living people in the Zhao family.
Originally Jiang Xuan wanted Xiaotian to investigate, but it turned out that Xiaotian fell into a deep sleep in the sea of spirits, so Jiang Xuan did not disturb him.
Without the support of the holy fire of heaven and earth, Xiaotian could only let himself fall into a deep sleep.
"I sensed the breath of a living person. There should be survivors in the Zhao family."
Jiang Xuan opened his eyes and spoke.
"Can this be sensed?"
Ximen Xuege's eyes showed a touch of shock again.
He found that Jiang Xuan seemed to have many little secrets that he didn't know about.
However, Ximen Xuege did not ask any more questions. He knew that there were some things that could be asked, but there were some things that even if they were friends, it was inconvenient to ask.
The same is true for Jiang Xuan.
Jiang Xuan knew that Ximen Snowge's identity was very mysterious, but he had never asked Ximen Snowge's true identity.
"Let's go in and investigate."
Ximen Xuege nodded and followed Jiang Xuan towards a certain direction of the Zhao family.
As they went deeper into Zhao's house, they found that the number of corpses around them became fewer and fewer.
This made Ximen Xuege's eyes light up, and he shouted loudly: "Mr. Zhao, we are disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect. Come out quickly."
"A disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect?"
"Quick! Go out to greet us. Our Zhao family is saved this time!"
Almost at the moment Ximen Xuege finished speaking, figures suddenly walked out from the depths of the Zhao family, with expressions of surprise.
The leader is an old man with white hair and white beard.
This old man is probably the old Zhao mentioned by Ximen Xuege.
"Welcome to the Qingyang Sword Sect's high disciple!"
Mr. Zhao hugged his fists and then looked at
Ximen Xuege said with a smile: "Little brother Ximen, we meet again."
"Mr. Zhao, long time no see."
Ximen Xuege smiled, then his eyes became serious, and he was about to ask something.
But just then.
"boom!"
An extremely powerful aura of the evil tribe instantly covered the sky above the Zhao family.
In the black aura of the evil people that seemed to fill the sky with dark clouds, evil puppets wearing bronze armor suddenly appeared.
This is obviously a well-trained evil puppet army.
Sure enough, right above the black energy, a silver throne covered in tiger skin suddenly appeared, with a tall evil tribesman sitting on it holding a black sword in his hand.
This evil tribesman released the energy of the evil tribesmen and infected countless weak warriors into his own army of evil tribes puppets.
"I didn't expect that this small Zhao family would actually attract two large sect disciples. Moreover, their energy and blood are so strong. If I swallow them, I will definitely be able to increase my skill for a hundred years."
The tall evil tribesman on the tiger-skin throne spoke sternly, and his laughter seemed extremely cold and cold.
It was as if Jiang Xuan and Ximen Xuege below had become his dinner, just waiting to be enjoyed by him.
"The aura of this evil tribesman is at the ninth level of the Yuan Dan realm."
Ximen Xuege spoke with a solemn tone.
His cultivation is at the eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, while Jiang Xuan's cultivation is at the peak of the eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, so he is no match for this evil tribesman.
What's more, the evil tribe has a naturally strong fighting spirit and a strong body. They are definitely several times stronger than human warriors of the same level.
Ximen Xuege's expression suddenly darkened.
At this moment, he finally understood why this little Zhao family had not been slaughtered.
It seems that this tall evil tribesman uses them as bait to hunt and devour the strongest among humans to increase his own strength.