The lights of swords and shadows were raging, and there was a melee in Lingyuan Hall.
On one side, there is a battle between Song Ling and Zhou Tanqing. Although the three of them are at the same level, the gap revealed during the battle is not a tiny bit.
Song Ling was holding an ordinary green rattan, which might be a bit tougher in comparison, but he was able to suppress the two people in front of him alive without any chance to breathe.
Snap!
The swing of the cane left a deep mark on Zhou Tanqing's body. Just hearing the sound of the whipping made people feel sad.
Zhou Tanqing, on the other hand, grimaced in pain. When the whip went down, it was like being slapped on the vital gate, which was extremely painful.
"Damn it! What kind of Taoist soldier is this? It can be so powerful!"
Zhou Tanqing cursed angrily and said.
This is not just two fighting one, it is clearly Song Ling holding a whip and teaching them both a lesson!
Snap!
There was another clear sound, and the green cane in Song Ling's hand hit Qi Zhixu's lower back again, causing him excruciating pain.
I've seen people get beaten, but I've never seen people get beaten so badly.
Qi Zhixu's face was full of shame and anger. It was two of them who were beating one of them, but they looked like they were being bullied by him. This vine was more like a whip used to teach them a lesson!
"What kind of expression is this? I blocked your opportunity, shouldn't you kill me? Why do you have such a sad expression? Smile!"
Song Ling said with an unhappy expression, waving the cane in his hand continuously, leaving red marks on the bodies of the two people in front of him.
These two people were very stubborn. No matter how painful it was when the cane was pulled, these two people just didn't say a word. They just had a sad look on their faces, which made people feel even sadder.
Xiang Luoxi watched from a distance, smiled in surprise, and then said:
"I thought that the character of the tree of life was that of a calm senior, but now it seems that he is more arrogant than me, hahaha..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Luoxi turned around and looked at the three people in front of him with a smile.
Although the three Heavenly Lords in front of them each have their own consumption and are not in their peak condition, they are still three Heavenly Lords in the late stages of the Shinto Realm. If they join forces, they can also compete with the Heavenly Lords who have reached the Perfect Shinto Realm.
It's just that there are three of them and their power is scattered, so they naturally don't pose much of a threat to Xiang Luoxi.
Seeing the relaxed expression on Xiang Luoxi's face, Wu Xianqiu couldn't help it and cursed angrily:
"You ignorant boy, do you really think you can take us down? Hehehehe... When that guy named Song Ling is killed, it will be your turn!"
Hearing this, Xiang Luoxi felt even more ridiculous. What was ridiculous was not the cruel words they said, but the fact that Song Ling was killed.
After all, he is also a Tianzun in the late stage of the Mingshen Dao Realm. He naturally has rich combat experience. Sometimes he can analyze the odds of winning between the two sides by observing the battle situation clearly.
The same goes for Song Ling's battle with those two men.
According to Xiang Luoxi's prediction, Zhou Tanqing and Songling were no match for Songling. The reason why there is no winner now is because Songling was unwilling.
If Song Ling had seriously accepted the challenge, I'm afraid this boring battle would have ended long ago.
Moreover, for Songling, this battle was also full of fun. How could it end so quickly?
"Wait until he is killed?"
Xiang Luoxi sneered a few times, then slightly raised the Qingping Sword in his hand and said with a smile:
"Whether he will be killed, I don't know, but what I am sure of is that you won't be able to see that scene..."
Xiang Luoxi's expression was firm and there was no hint of doubt in his tone.
Hearing this, Wu Xianqiu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly:
"Hahaha......"
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Then let me see who gives you such confidence!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xianqiu raised the black sword in his hand with such power that even the other two venerables beside him couldn't help but be startled.
The cultivation in Wu Xianqiu's body actually burned like sparks.
Once he takes action, he has no scruples, even his life!
Is this really necessary?
Seeing this, Xiang Luoxi gradually became serious. If they did not pay attention to the battle with him, then he could defeat them unexpectedly. But if they went all out at the beginning of the battle, it would be different.
After all, the people in front of me are all Heavenly Lords in the late stages of the Shinto Realm. Whether it is realm or combat experience, they far surpass Xiang Luoxi by a long way.
Although Xiang Luoxi can control the spiritual formation of Chaos Heavenly Palace, in this battle, Xiang Luoxi wants to rely on his own strength.
The understanding of the avenue of death is most effective in the battle between life and death.
I saw Xiang Luoxi stepping up in the air, his figure rushing out, and the ethereal silver light in his hand suddenly slashed. In an instant, a long-foot-long sword energy suddenly appeared out of thin air, glowing with illusory light, and rushed straight towards it.
Wu Xianqiu left.
Facing this blow, Wu Xianqiu roared angrily, raised the black sword in his hand, and struck hard at Xiang Luoxi.
In an instant, Ba Lie's sword energy surged in like an overwhelming force, as if a flood was crossing the embankment. Compared with this, Xiang Luoxi's sword energy was much weaker in terms of momentum.
boom!
That overwhelming torrent forcefully dispersed Xiang Luoxi's sword energy. In this first confrontation, Xiang Luoxi was at a disadvantage.
Seeing this, Xiang Luoxi frowned and swung his sword horizontally again.
laugh!
A sword energy as mighty as a bursting river of stars fell from the sky. It contained the power of the desolate avenue. With the blessing of the power of law, it was on par with that sword energy.
However, Xiang Luoxi was not happy after blocking Wu Xianqiu's attack.
"I need to take two shots to block his sword. It seems that there is still a big gap between us..."
Xiang Luoxi murmured that he originally thought that with the power of the barren avenue that he had cultivated to perfection, combined with the swordsmanship, he could easily defeat Wu Xianqiu's attack, but it turned out that what he thought seemed a bit simple.
In other words, he seemed to have imagined that Tianzun in the late stage of the Shinto realm was a bit unbearable.
With his current semi-venerable power, it is enough to be able to contend with a late-stage Heavenly Master in the ordinary divine realm, but such a rivalry does not meet Xiang Luoxi's approval.
"Hmph..."
After one round of fighting, Wu Xianqiu roughly understood Xiang Luoxi's power. The power he had just shown was around the middle stage of the Shinto realm, and it was quite similar to the late stage of the Shinto realm, but it was still a long way off.
At Xiang Luoxi's current age, it is unprecedented for anyone to be able to do this.
Therefore, Wu Xianqiu cannot let this scourge live!
Even the Wu clan will kill Xiang Luoxi here today!
Without giving Xiang Luoxi any chance to breathe, Wu Xianqiu walked through the air, his body rushing out like a cannonball, with afterimages passing behind him.
In an instant, Wu Xianqiu arrived in front of Xiang Luoxi, waving the sword in his hand as if to catch Xiang Luoxi off guard.
Seeing this, Xiang Luoxi immediately activated the power of laws around him, and all the power of the deserted avenue within his body was activated, and his power also increased layer by layer at this moment.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
There was a harsh sound of gold and iron fighting, and the tea time passed. Xiang Luoxi had already fought with him for dozens of rounds.
"drink!"
Hearing an angry roar from Wu Xianqiu, he flipped his wrist and struck with the broadsword in his hand, as if to separate Xiang Luoxi's head.
The latter responded immediately, Qingping sword stood in front of him, Xiang Luoxi had to block the blow forcefully!
Clang!
In the hands of both sides, one is a sixth-level spiritual weapon and the other is a Taoist weapon. This gap has gradually become a gap in strength.
Under the bombardment of the sword, cracks appeared on the surface of Qingping Sword. Xiang Luoxi could also feel its fragility and looked grim.
Wu Xianqiu's power was so great that Xiang Luoxi already felt numbness in his hands. Facing his attack, how could Qingping Sword, which was originally a sixth-level spiritual weapon, withstand it?
Click!
With a crisp sound, the Qingping Sword was cut off by Wu Xianqiu in front of him, and the flying iron filings were like starlight. Seeing this, Xiang Luoxi retreated violently, a look of distress flashed across his face.
The sword is another life of the sword cultivator. Although this Qingping Sword is not Xiang Luoxi's belongings, after all, Xiang Luoxi felt a little distressed after going through many large and small battles with it.
"Are spiritual weapons no longer enough to face enemies in the divine realm..."
Xiang Luoxi's face looked a little ugly. Now, he only had the Dao Ji Sword on his body, but it was clearly several levels stronger than the Dao Bing. If he used it rashly, his body might not be able to bear it.
Putting away the half-broken sword in his hand, Wu Xianqiu had already attacked again.
Helplessly, a flash of silver light shot out from Xiang Luoxi's hand.
laugh!
The moment the Dao Ji Sword appeared, the surrounding space seemed to be swept away by the terrifying sword intent, like half of the canvas being torn apart with cracks.
Holding the Dao Ji Sword in his hand, Xiang Luoxi only felt that his strength had increased by more than a star. This is the power of Dao soldiers!
However, as powerful as it is, it also consumes a lot of mental energy. If you control this sword for a long time, you will probably become exhausted soon.
We must fight quickly!
Xiang Luoxi groaned and attacked again.
This time, Xiang Luoxi's strength has been greatly improved. With each sword collision, the black sword in Wu Xianqiu's hand actually trembled a little!
Taoist soldiers all have spirituality, and so does the sword in his hand.
But this was the first time Wu Xianqiu saw that he was so frightened by his sword. Could it be because of the sword in Xiang Luoxi's hand?
Perception spread instantly. When Wu Xianqiu wanted to check the mystery of the sword, his own perception was actually hurt by the sharp edge of the sword. He was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his perception.
"Damn it, where did this kid get this kind of sword? Could it be an inherited Taoist weapon?"
Wu Xianqiu's face was ugly. In this chaotic palace, only Zhou Tanqing, who just now, took out an inherited Taoist weapon, which was the Seven Source Fan.
It was precisely because of the Seven Source Fan that Zhou Tanqing was able to survive the encirclement and suppression by the two killing formations. Although the Seven Source Fan was nearly damaged, it was still able to save Zhou Tanqing's life.
Could it be that the Tao sword in Xiang Luoxi's hand, which can make the sword in his hand so frightening, is also an inherited Tao weapon?
Soon, Wu Xianqiu dispelled his inner doubts. Over the years, he had met many masters of the same realm, and among them, there were also those who were responsible for inheriting Taoism.
But when fighting against them, the sword in his hand never felt the same as it does today.
Suddenly, a bad premonition arose in Wu Xianqiu's heart.
Could it be that the sword in Xiang Luoxi's hand is a Qiongyu Taoist that is even stronger than the inherited Taoist?
That Taoist soldier can only be controlled by the saints of the Shenyou Realm!
The reason why he thinks this way is because Xiang Luoxi has such a valuable treasure, but why he still refuses to take it out. There is only one reason, that is, he cannot control the Taoist soldiers of the sky!
That's why Xiang Luoxi always uses the sixth-level spiritual weapon to defend against enemies. After the Qingping Sword was damaged by himself, Xiang Luoxi only had this sword!
Thinking of this reason, a look of greed suddenly appeared on Wu Xianqiu's face.
The value of Qiongyu Dao soldiers is much greater than the opportunities in Lingyuan Sea here!