"Brother Ni! What are you doing? Why did you include us in the formation?" The angry shouts of the Changchun Valley disciples rang out from the clouds.
Ni Xiangfei's slightly proud voice came from afar: "It is of course right to bring you in, otherwise why would I have set up this Yunsha array?"
By now, if others still don't know what Ni Xiangfei means, their lives have been in vain for decades.
"Ni Xiangfei! Aren't you afraid of dying if you want to monopolize the medicine garden? There are only five of you, so what if you add the Yunsha Formation? If you know the truth, put away the sword formation immediately, and we will pretend that nothing happened!" Changchun Valley disciples shouted loudly
shouted angrily.
"Hahahaha, if we dare to set up a sword array and attack, we are absolutely sure. Don't you feel that the sword energy in your body is a little weak?" Ni Xiangfei's voice was completely proud.
The colors of everyone in the formation changed one after another, and they immediately sensed the movement of the sword energy in their bodies. As expected, they found that the sword energy was a bit lazy, like a drunk person, flowing softly through the meridians, and was weak.
"Ni Xiangfei! How dare you poison the elixir!"
"Didn't you take it too? How could it be okay?"
Ni Xiangfei smiled coldly: "You are wrong. There is nothing wrong with the first five elixirs. It's just that I added some Zuixin Powder to the last one. Now your sword energy is invaded by the power of Zuixin Powder, and it can be used at most 30%.
So what if there are twice as many people as you?"
"Ni Xiangfei! You are shameless!"
"By acting like this, you, Yunjian Sect, are not afraid that the matter will be exposed in the future and the world will be held responsible for it?"
Many spirit sword masters shouted and cursed, but Ni Xiangfei sneered: "This is a foggy swamp. As long as you do it cleanly, who knows how you died?"
"Four junior brothers, take action! By the way, don't kill those five Ice Moon Palace disciples yet. Their Yuan Yin is no worse than the best Qi-Building Pill."
"Haha, don't worry, senior brother, we will definitely take good care of the junior sisters in Bingyue Palace."
As soon as he finished speaking, a scream suddenly rang out. It was obvious that a spirit sword master had been poisoned.
You can't see your fingers in the gray mist, and this gray mist contains the power of cold earth evil. The spirit sword master's spiritual consciousness cannot leave the body at all, otherwise it will be contaminated by the earth evil energy. He cannot see what is happening, he can only
I heard screams one after another.
"Junior sister!"
"Sister!"
Su Zisong and the other girls shouted anxiously, but they clearly heard everyone's voices nearby, but could not see or touch them. The gray fog not only blocked their sight and spiritual awareness, but also confused their senses.
Mu Qingqing had not yet cultivated his natal sword energy, and was most affected by the power of Zuixin Powder. Almost all the sword energy in his body was out of control, and his body became weak and unable to gain strength.
In the gray mist, a pair of greedy eyes stared at her and quietly came less than three feet behind her, but Mu Qingqing remained unaware.
That person was a disciple in the early stage of Yunjian Sect's Sword Meridian. The five Ice Moon Palace disciples had been allocated according to their strength in a tacit agreement. The weakest one, Mu Qingqing, was naturally assigned to him.
Looking at the graceful girl in front of him with the secret spiritual eyes of the Sword Sect, the man swallowed and stretched out a hand to reach for the bamboo hat on her head. But his hand had not yet touched the target.
But someone else's hand reached out from behind and pinched his neck.
The man's expression immediately changed, but before he could scream, he felt his neck tighten and his spiritual consciousness sink into the boundless darkness.
Although he couldn't see it, he could hear the slight movement very close behind him. Mu Qingqing's expression changed, and he turned around alertly and slashed with his spiritual sword.
when--
The spirit sword seemed to have struck something golden and iron, and then I felt my wrist tighten and someone grabbed it!
Mu Qingqing almost screamed, but then a voice made her quiet down again.
"Don't move, it's me." This was Mo Wen's voice.
Mu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, when she heard this voice, she felt a very peaceful feeling in her heart. And when she was held by the other person's hand, she felt a strange sense of security. It was very kind and warm.
Deja vu.
"Stay here and don't move."
Mo Wen squeezed Mu Qingqing's hand gently, and then let go. His sword sense was not affected at all in the Yunsha Formation. It could be said that the entire formation was under his control.
Five Yunjian Sect disciples walked through the formation, hunting prey trapped in the trap like hunters. Zuixin Powder was originally used to suppress the injuries of spirit sword masters who became obsessed with practicing martial arts, or who were possessed by alien sword energy and went berserk.
But now it has become a life-threatening talisman for many spirit sword masters.
After just ten breaths, seven people were killed on the spot, with no ability to fight back. Only the late-stage sword master was left to suffer under the late-stage sword master of the Yunjian Sect named Shen Xiangfeng.
Support, the situation is already in danger, and defeat can happen in an instant.
Mo Wen hesitated for a moment, but decided to save him. After all, he was not a cold-blooded person, and the other party had no grievances against him, so it was easy to save him.
The small golden sword escaped from the sea of consciousness and disappeared into the mind of the Yunjian Sect disciple who was in the late stage of the sword vein like a golden lightning.
"Ah!" Shen Xiangfeng screamed, his orifices were bleeding, and Yuan Ling was instantly severely injured by Mo Wen.
The lone spiritual swordsman in the late stage of the sword was stunned for a moment, but his subordinates did not hesitate at all. He slashed out with a sword, and the sword light effortlessly tore apart Shen Xiangfeng's body. The spiritual swordsman was stunned again, obviously he did not expect it.
It was so easy to kill the opponent, but he was not stupid either. With a quick turn of his head, he understood that there was help from an expert.
"who?"
Ni Xiangfei was shocked. He thought he was sure of victory, but he didn't expect such a sudden change! A terrifying mental wave flashed through his spiritual sense, making his soul tremble.
Then there was a clear cracking sound, and the clouds and fog that shrouded the valley quickly dissipated, and finally the formation disk in Ni Xiangfei's hand cracked into pieces. Ni Xiangfei was extremely frightened. As the controller of the Yunsha formation, he naturally
He clearly knew that all the Talisman Sword Arrays he had set up had been destroyed by others! What kind of strength is this? Although the Yunsha Formation is only a first-order mid-level magic array, it specifically shields the spiritual consciousness of the Spirit Sword Master.
, even a spiritual sword master with perfect sword veins cannot separate his spiritual consciousness far from his body, let alone accurately find the location of the formation talisman?
But the facts that happened before him told him that there was someone who was not affected by the formation at all, accurately detected the location of the formation talismans, and removed them one by one! The person who could do this was at least a Dzogchen Spiritual Sword Master who was proficient in the formation.
,even……
Ni Xiangfei didn't dare to think about it at all, he knew he was in trouble this time!
The clouds and fog completely dissipated, and the scene in the valley was revealed again. There were only ten people left out of the more than twenty spirit sword masters, and more than ten corpses and remains were lying scattered throughout the valley.
Ni Xiangfei's pupils shrank, staring at the initiator of all this, suppressing the fear in his heart: "You, who are you?"
Mo Wen looked at him indifferently: "Antidote."
Not far away, two Yunjianmen disciples in the middle stage of Sword Meridian looked at each other. They were also shocked by the sudden breakdown of the Yunsha formation, but they did not have the same intuitive feeling as Ni Xiangfei. A stern look flashed in the eyes of one of the disciples.
Mo Wen focused his attention on Ni Xiangfei, and suddenly slashed at Mo Wen with a sword. The black sword light contained a strong underground sinister aura.
Mo Wen didn't move his body, so he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Yunsha Sword Qi that the disciple slashed was scattered. Mo Wen shook one arm, and slashed out a pure Yunyu Sword Qi. It was Da Yunyu.
The third form of the sword technique melts clouds and turns into rain!
The disciple who was in the middle stage of the sword vein had only time to show a look of horror in his eyes before his whole body was shrouded in sword light. The protective aura first collapsed, and then his whole body turned into a pile of rotten flesh.
Another disciple of the Yunjian Sect who was in the middle stage of the sword vein was startled and immediately gave up the idea of taking action. At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that this person in front of him was absolutely untouchable, so he smashed the sword light of the spiritual sword master in the middle stage of the sword vein with his bare hands.
It was simply appalling! Knowing that he had kicked an iron plate today, he glanced at Ni Xiangfei not far away, moved his feet, and rushed out of the valley. He didn't even care about his fellow disciples!
However, before he could escape from the valley, he was blocked by two figures. It was Su Zisong and the only surviving late-stage Jianmai cultivator. Both of them were in the late-stage Jianmai stage and were unable to reach the third level due to the influence of Zuixin Powder.
But the two of them joining forces was not something that a mid-stage sword master could contend with. So soon, the man let out a scream and was slashed by the two men's swords.
All his fellow disciples were dead. Ni Xiangfei's eyelids were twitching and his throat was a little dry, but he didn't dare to move because a terrifying energy enveloped him, and the terrifyingly powerful fluctuations of spiritual consciousness were not like sword veins at all.
What a spiritual swordsman can possess!
"I'm ignorant of Taishan. I've offended you so much. Please forgive me." Ni Xiangfei finally said with difficulty, with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"Antidote." Mo Wen said still coldly.
Ni Xiangfei swallowed: "Zuixin Powder is just a kind of auxiliary elixir. There is no antidote. The potency of the medicine will dissipate on its own after twelve hours."
Mo Wen looked at Su Zisong and others, and felt relieved when he saw the girls nodding.
"Your Excellency, all the senior sisters from Ice Moon Palace are safe and sound. My four junior brothers are already dead, which is enough to apologize for their sins. Therefore, I ask you to find the next way to survive. I promise that today's incident will never be spread to outsiders!" Ni Xiangfei begged.
Mo Wen stared at him quietly and said slowly: "I killed four of your junior brothers, you don't hate me?"
Ni Xiangfei quickly shook his head: "How dare I? It's all because of my delusion and my brothers and sisters deserve to die! I also gave up all these elixirs as an apology."
With that said, Ni Xiangfei took out all the elixir jade boxes from his sword pouch, placed them on the ground, and then looked at Mo Wen with a hopeful look on his face.
Mo Wen glanced at the dozens of jade boxes on the ground and nodded: "You go."
Ni Xiangfei's face showed joy, and he ran out of the valley as if he was running away. But when he passed by Mo Wen, Mo Wen's eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and his sword consciousness penetrated into Ni Xiangfei's sea of consciousness.
"Ah!" Ni Xiangfei screamed, threw his head to the ground, struggled to raise his head, and screamed at Mo Wen with a ferocious face: "You don't keep your word!"
Mo Wen looked at him coldly, then with a flick of his finger, a sharp sword energy penetrated directly into Ni Xiangfei's head.
Ni Xiangfei's body twitched twice, and he collapsed to the ground like a dead dog. A black three-inch sword talisman slipped from his palm, which contained a huge and heart-stopping power...dd