Three thousand and six hundred flying swords fought fiercely, killing the strong men of the Lingtian Sword Sect in a hurry, and people were killed from time to time.
These flying swords are as fast as the wind and as fast as the lightning. Their flying angles are different, just like three thousand and six hundred swordsmen driving them.
"Damn it, don't get entangled with these flying swords, kill that woman!"
A half-step emperor-level powerful man roared, and he found that these flying swords were extremely difficult to deal with and could not be damaged, so he directly killed Mu Qingyun with the flying sword.
Facing the strong man rushing towards him, Mu Qingyunyu held the long sword at his waist in his hand, and countless runes on the long sword lit up.
"choke……"
As the long sword was slowly pulled out, the scabbard resonated with the sword body, forming an unparalleled aura.
The moment the last inch of the sword was pulled out, Mu Qingyun's sword suddenly accelerated, and the power that had accumulated to the extreme had exploded in an instant.
"boom"
The long sword slashed into the sky, and the strong man flew towards Mu Qingyun was slashed by her sword. This sword changed the color of the world.
"Yes, you finally understood the essence of sword drawing!" At this moment, Yue Zifeng's voice came over.
Mu Qingyun killed the man with one sword. When she heard Yue Zifeng's praise, she couldn't help but blush. This was the first time Mu Qingyun heard Yue Zifeng praise people, but this was only after Long Chen's guidance.
A secret.
Zhao Yue was shocked by this sword. The man had tried his best before, and she could only shake it back. Mu Qingyun, who had not yet condensed his natal talisman, could actually attack it with one sword
kill.
At that moment, she deeply felt a sense of frustration coming to her heart, feeling that this era had completely abandoned her, and the glory of the past seemed to be all about mirrors and water.
"Boom..."
However, Mu Qingyun killed the half-step emperor-level powerful man with one sword, and other powerful men flocked to him, and Mu Qingyun was also killed in a hurry.
Zhao Yue gritted her teeth and raised her sword. Although her attack power was not as good as Mu Qingyun, she had the power of law, which could help Mu Qingyun relieve a lot of pressure.
The two joined forces, but were still suppressed by the strong men of the Lingtian Sword Sect and couldn't breathe. Mu Qingyun had no time to accumulate strength and could no longer emit the violent attack before.
The strong men of the Lingtian Sword Sect are also masters, and they also know that Mu Qingyun's attack power is amazing, but as long as she can suppress her and not give her time to accumulate energy, she will not last long.
"Sister, you have condensed a complete natal rune. Use the natal magic pattern quickly!" The two of them struggled more and more, and Mu Qingyun couldn't help but send a voice.
"What natal magic pattern? I haven't had time to comprehend it yet?" Zhao Yue said hurriedly.
"We sword cultivators do not need to comprehend. Give you some time. If you ask your sword, it will tell you."
"boom"
Suddenly, Mu Qingyun pinched the sword technique in his hand, and then a huge figure appeared. It was a giant ten feet tall, holding a giant sword, which was the sword servant Mu Qingyun got.
However, the sword servant and she had already narrowed a lot when they got it at this time, and the smaller the sword servant, the stronger the strength.
According to legend, if it can be reduced to a normal size, it will be its most terrifying moment.
As soon as the sword servant came out, the giant sword swept across, and a dozen or a half-step emperor-level powerful man was swept away.
"This aura...is the aura of the Sword God lineage..."
"This is the legendary priceless treasure, the sword servant puppet."
"Kill her and take the sword servant puppet over!"
As soon as the sword servant puppet appeared, the strong men of Lingtian Sword Sect's eyes turned red in an instant. Obviously, they recognized what level of treasure this was.
However, what they didn't know was that this treasure almost fell into their hands.
"Boom boom boom..."
Countless people rushed towards the Sword Master, but the Sword Master looked tall and extremely heavy, but he took action like lightning and was extremely flexible. He was killed by him for two and a half-step consecutive emperor-level powerful men, and no one dared to fight against it again.
In addition to partly being responsible for entangling the sword servant, the other part rushed towards Mu Qingyun crazily. They knew that she was in control of the sword servant puppet, and as long as she killed her, she could subdue the puppet.
Not to mention these disciples of the Lingtian Sword Sect, even Ling Han, who was fighting fiercely with Yue Zifeng, couldn't help but be in a thunderous heart. He knew that this was the supreme treasure.
However, he pretended to be calm and did not show it. He only hoped that Lingtian Sword Sect would quickly take the puppet, and he only needed to be responsible for staring at Yue Zifeng.
If you can get this sword servant puppet, it doesn't matter even if you don't compete for the Qiankun Cauldron.
Because he knew that if he fought for the Qiankun Cauldron, he would have to pay an extremely painful price in the end, and the probability of success was extremely low.
In just a moment, he had made up his plan. As long as he seized the Sword Master, he would let all the people from the Lingtian Sword Sect withdraw from the battle and try his luck alone.
"Boom..."
The strong men of Lingtian Sword Sect were divided into two groups, some of whom dragged the sword servant and some attacked Mu Qingyun, while Zhaoyue on the side ignored her.
The strong men of Lingtian Sword Sect were also full of anxiety. They were afraid that other strong men would emerge and compete with them for the sword servant puppet, striving to fight quickly.
Zhaoyue stood in the void, looked at the long sword in her hand affectionately, and murmured:
"Bai Lin, my closest companion, please tell me what is my natal magic pattern!"
Zhaoyue slowly closed her eyes. At that moment, the noise of the world disappeared. In the world, it seemed that there was only her and the sword in her hand.
"Buzz"
A strange scene appeared. On the hilt of the sword, a piece of white scales slowly burst out divine light, wrapping Zhaoyue.
At that moment, pictures appeared in Zhaoyue's mind, towering mountains, underground ores, refined furnaces, craftsmen wielding hammers...
This sword is called the White Scale Sword, and it presents all its casting process to Zhaoyue.
"Buzz"
Until the moment the sword was formed, the heavens trembled, and a divine talisman fell from the sky and fell on the sword, and finally the spirit of the white-scale sword was born.
And at this moment, the rune appeared between Zhao Yue's eyebrows. When the two runes resonated, Zhao Yue slowly opened her eyes, and the same appeared in her eyes.
Runes, a sharp breath rose.
"So this is my way! Thank you, Bai Lin!"
"Buzz"
Zhaoyue held a long sword in her hand and stepped on the sky, like an angry arrow, rushed directly into the battlefield.
At this time, the sword servant puppet was surrounded by groups, and Mu Qingyun was also in danger. It was too forced for her to stand alone with so many strong people.
Fortunately, she had a long sword in her hand and a flying sword outside, which she could hold on for the time being, but this consumption made her face slightly pale.
"Die!"
At this moment, a strong man from the Lingtian Sword Sect saw the opportunity and, with the cooperation of his fellow disciples, broke through the blockade of the flying sword and rushed to Mu Qingyun.
"White scales---blade!"
Zhaoyue's cold shout came, and a white divine light shone through the sky.
"puff"
The half-step emperor-level powerhouse of Lingtian Sword Sect was split into two pieces by the white divine light.