Chapter 400: The Sword Body Becomes a Seventh-Level Martial Saint
The marks of the sword are like a sea. They have occupied the world here arrogantly. They are everywhere, making it difficult for people to see anything else. Only the figures of the five aqua-blue sword dragons are jumping around.
They are extremely domineering and fierce, and they can break through the barriers of the blue sky even though they are far apart.
In the field, there was a scene of ups and downs in a sea of blood. Although the saints of the sect did not howl and beg for mercy, they still clung to their original positions, making it difficult to get in and out.
"ah--"
The Jade Flute Fairy among the Three Beauties of Wonderful Sound is known as one of the best beauties in the sect alliance. The sound of the flute can help people practice their cultivation.
However, under the azure sword dragon, she only let out a sound of pain and disappeared into the world. And the jade flute sacred instrument in her hand was swallowed up by Hong Yuan.
The eyes of Taoist Minghuo nearby turned black. That was his Taoist companion, the person he cherished day and night, but he died like this.
However, the next moment, he did not need to feel distressed, because he also died and rushed to the gate of life and death with the Jade Flute Fairy. The sacred war halberd was also devoured by the Tianhe Sword.
This magical power was so fierce that it killed six saints of the same level.
"Demon, demon..."
The remaining twenty saints in the sect alliance were all trembling. They looked at Hong Yuan in disbelief and were so angry that they could not speak fluently.
The martial saints of the sects who were able to carry the sacred weapons to participate in this battle were all the elites among the elites. To be destroyed like this, the losses of each sect and each sect were incalculable.
Sadness began to spread among the martial saints of the sect.
"Everyone, hurry up, I'll come to the rear!" General Bai Xiangxuan gritted his teeth, held the platinum gourd on his head, and faced the flood source tremblingly.
Nowadays, on the sect alliance side, there are Martial Saints who possess holy weapons on the battlefield, and he is the only one, General Bai Xiangxuan.
General Bai Xiangxuan did not think that "Bo Qing" would let him go, so he planned to sacrifice himself to find a way for everyone to survive.
"Bo Qing, don't let them escape."
"Damn it, damn it. Bo Qing, what are you doing!"
In the camp of the Great Xuanwu Saint, two royal warrior saints watched the sect warrior saints in front of them flee, but Bo Qing did nothing, so they couldn't help scolding Bo Qing.
Thumb thump——
Marquis Muluan and Marquis Mingyue looked at each other and secretly thought something was wrong. Even Marquis Langdao, who had been taught a lesson, felt his heart sink.
"Are you qualified to teach me how to do things?" Hong Yuan snorted coldly.
With a movement of his body, Hong Yuan rushed towards the two royal warrior saints who had just made rude remarks. With a move of the Tianhe sword, the two royal warrior saints were immediately seriously injured and turned into meteors and fell to the world below.
Even with the murderous intention, Hong Yuan never stopped.
He turned the gun head and stared coldly at the group of great Xuanwu Saints, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Whoever hands over the sacred weapon will never die!"
At this moment, the pain felt by the Martial Saint of the Sect Alliance was forcefully inflicted by Hong Yuan on the Martial Saint of the Daxuan Royal Clan.
"The seventh item..."
"The eighth item..."
"..."
"The eleventh item..."
The Tianhe Sword made a series of swallowing sounds, and many holy weapons disappeared into the world. One after another, the most exquisite "spirituality" was fed back from the Tianhe Sword, strengthening the origin of the Immortal Aperture of the Tianhe Blessed Land.
Hong Yuan is getting closer and closer to the realm of the seventh-level sword master.
Once everything is digested, he will definitely be able to become a seventh-level sword master.
"Bo Qing!" General Bai Xiangxuan looked at "Bo Qing" deeply, and then ran away without looking back.
No one could have imagined that Bo Qing, who was rescued by the Daxuan Dynasty, would actually counterattack the Daxuanwu Saints and even invade their sacred weapons. Such a despicable temperament!
"Marquis Jiao Jian, don't go astray~" Marquis Ming Yue said loudly and heartbroken.
But when the connection between the Moon Binding Rope and him disappeared, he went completely crazy, and like Langdao Hou, he wished he could eat Hong Yuan alive.
Suddenly.
Hong Yuan's sword eyes turned and he stared at the distant sky with a solemn expression.
The sky in the distance.
Li Ziyang, the sword master of Pojun, strode forward with his sword in hand. He flicked the sword with his fingers and made a clanging sound. The sword energy was imaginary and cold and biting. The sword light shot up into the sky and destroyed Hong Yuan's special intention in an instant.
The "field" of manufacturing.
Seventh level sword master!
A true seventh-level swordsman!
Those who come are not good.
"Seventh level... It seems that I have to run away." Hong Yuan let out a soft breath.
He had tried to reduce the damage as much as possible, but unexpectedly, he still alerted the seventh-level Martial Saint.
Even Hong Yuan could be extremely sure that those eighth-level old monsters were also paying attention to this place and were ready to take action against him at any time.
Qiang——
Without any unnecessary words, the Army-Breaking Sword Master opened his divine eyes, activated the seventh-level Army-Breaking Holy Sword, with a cold face, and delivered a fatal blow.
A sword was swung out, cold light hit his face, and the sharp sword energy flooded the place like a river of heaven. He killed five in one step and took action calmly.
The five-headed aqua blue stegosaur persisted for a long time, but was finally destroyed and turned into blue light and dissipated.
Seeing this, the great profound saints such as Mingyue Hou, Muluan Hou, Langdao Hou and Yanyang Hou suddenly changed their expressions, and their escape speed increased a lot again.
The realm of saints is one realm and one heaven. If it is not a peerless figure with the appearance of a great emperor, there is no possibility of fighting against high-level figures.
Not to mention that the Pojun Sword Master in front of him is holding the Pojun Sacred Sword, full of aura and full of immortal energy!
"The 'Water Dragon's Song' is still a bit weak, but how can you crack my 'Reverse Current River Protective Dream Robe'?" Hong Yuan's face was calm. Not only did he not retreat, but he took the initiative to fight against the Sword Master of the Army.
Because he could feel that as the battle with the Pojun Sword Master became more intense, the Tianhe Sword digested the "spirituality" of various holy weapons faster.
In other words, this Army-breaking Sword Master was the sharpening stone for Hong Yuan to use to become a seventh-level Sword Master!
"Try the sword with me? How brave." Pojun Sword Master's eyes were dark.
He pushed the Holy Sword of Breaking the Army sideways, and the stars in the sky gathered under the sword, like a huge galaxy falling from the sky. The sword light was blazing, cutting across the sky and the earth, and immediately pressed towards the blue river in front of "Bo Qing".
Rumble——
It's like the collapse of Mount Tai, or the sudden sound of thunder.
The blue waves of the river and the blazing sword light roared and clashed. One after another, like substantial hurricanes, rose from the ground and swept in all directions, breaking the void like a spider web.
The few Great Xuanwu Saints who were escaping a little slower all screamed in horror, because the aftermath of the battle smashed them into powder in one fell swoop, and they lost their lives.
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"Pojun Sword Master and Bo Qing are equally superior and inferior, it's hard to tell them apart!?"
Emperor Daxuan, Donghuang Academy and the Great Sage Mouliang all looked solemn and extremely serious.
They knew that "Bo Qing" had great talents and talents, but they never expected that he would be so great.
On the top of the sea of clouds, the Pojun Sword Master walked leaning on his sword, flicking his fingers on the sword body, making a clanging sound. The sound of killing was deafening, and the terrifying sword light blasted towards the blue river.
"Bo Qing" has a slender figure, a fluttering light blue robe, and a calm face, but gives people a breathtaking aura, as if everything is under his control.
At this moment, the sword master who broke the army was like a spear, and "Bo Qing" was like a shield.
No one can tell who loses and who wins.
However, Pojun Sword Master is a seventh-level major cultivator, and "Bo Qing" is just a sixth-level junior!
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"Bo Qing? Bo Qing..." At the rear base camp of the sect alliance, Shi Lingfang looked at Bo Qing's figure fighting against the world, and couldn't help but change his face, and repeated Bo Qing's name several times.
Li Shenyu on the side clenched her palms tightly. Due to her strong force, her nails dug deep into her palms, causing waves of heartbreaking pain. "It's hard to imagine Hua Menghuang's future with you helping me."
Seeing the image on the water screen, both of them couldn't help but feel tense, feeling heavy about the growth of "Bo Qing"'s strength.
"Haha, there are talented people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. Such talents, hahaha..." Fengxi Great Sage Fu Yanjiang smiled kindly, but Shi Lingfang and Li Shenyu were both excited.
Get up, because the Great Sage Fengxi took Shifengcao!
Buzzing…
Buzz buzz…
The Great Sage Fengxi, who was lying on the large carved red chair on the main seat, spread out his big hands, and a white fairy mist wrapped the green phoenix-shaped Phoenix Grass, constantly absorbing the special origin of the Phoenix Grass.
A faint, extremely pleasant aroma of jasmine emitted from the Phoenix Grass and spread throughout the palace.
After the Great Sage Fengxi received the nourishment of Shifengcao, he began to undergo earth-shaking changes.
First, he transformed from the appearance of an old and decayed old man to the appearance of a wise and powerful young man. Looking at him, it was like seeing an abyss, lonely and cold.
Extremely terrifying!
But looking at the great sage Fu Yanjiang of Fengxi who looked like this, Shi Lingfang and Li Shenyu looked at each other and could see the excitement in each other's eyes.
They understand that as long as the Great Sage Fengxi takes action, this battle will continue forever, and it will be difficult for Bo Qing to escape and teach Hua Menghuang. It is even very likely that Bo Qing will be killed by the Great Sage Fengxi.
!
"Congratulations to the old man for returning to the top..."
"Congratulations to the old man for returning to the top..."
The two of them lowered their heads and congratulated respectfully, without any problem with their attitude.
Fengxi Great Saint Fu Yanjiang didn't say much. He stood up slowly, stretched his bones, and then went straight to the battlefield of Yunhai without any disguise!
When they saw the Great Sage Feng Xi rushing to the front line and wanting to take charge of the overall situation, Shi Lingfang and Li Shenyu nodded to each other, and the incarnations of their wills immediately dissipated.
They can teach their disciples more calmly and prepare for the upcoming Dream Seed Opening Conference!
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"You are strong, I admit it." Hong Yuan whispered to the Sword Master of Po Jun, "But I am stronger!"
Rumble!
The next moment, the aura of the seventh-level Sword Master suddenly burst out from his body. The Pojun Sword Master's indifferent expression changed instantly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Through the training of the Pojun Sword Master, Hong Yuan's sword became a seventh-level sword master at a faster speed.
Hong Yuan took a deep breath and no longer blindly used the "Reverse Flow River Protective Canmeng Robe" for defense.
"Dream Tao Magical Power - Five Finger Fist Dream Sword!"
One finger!
Hong Yuan suddenly raised his right thumb.
The center of his right fist raised high above his head suddenly shot out a sword light.
Hurry up!
The speed of the sword light is unbelievable.
As soon as it was sent out, it shot towards the forehead and between the eyebrows of the Po Jun Sword Master.
If Pojun Sword hadn't protected its master on its own, Pojun Sword Master would have been shot through the whole head by this sword light at this moment.
But even so, the Broken Army Sword also made an overwhelmed sound, and it was shattering step by step!
Two fingers!
Hong Yuan raised his right index finger again.
The second sword light shot out from the center of the fist, as fast as ever.
The sword light continued to penetrate towards the Pojun Sword. The Pojun Sword whined and immediately shattered into powder. However, at this time, the Pojun Sword Master was still in a "sluggish" state and could not keep up with Hong Yuan's attack.
attack speed.
Just when Hong Yuan shot out the three-finger sword light, his heart suddenly trembled, and he decisively activated the "Devil Disintegration" magical power.
A wise and powerful figure stood in front of the Po Jun Sword Master, appearing out of thin air like a ghost.
Great Sage!
Great Sage Fengxi!
When the Great Sage Fengxi rushed towards the battlefield of the sea of clouds, the Great Sage of the Daxuan Dynasty was prepared. He would rescue Bo Qing, but he would only rescue Bo Qing after he was defeated by the Great Sage Fengxi. Only in this way could he rescue Bo Qing.
Good at showing kindness.
The Longyang Emperor's son, Dong Zhisheng, is also preparing to use the Rebellion Holy Formation to save Bo Qing, because Bo Qing's qualifications and talents shocked him, and he is not far behind him. He is definitely expected to become a different kind of enlightenment and become another leader of the human race.
Giant pillar.
"The demon is disintegrated!"
"The demon is disintegrated!"
"The demon is disintegrated!"
Hong Yuan didn't know that the great sage in front of him was the ancestor of his sect, the great sage Fengxi. But this did not stop him from activating the "Devil Disintegration" magical power like crazy. He didn't want to die!!!
【Shouyuan-500】
【Shouyuan-500】
【Shouyuan-500】
【……】
The only thing connected with the life span of the main body is the demon body, so even if the sword body goes crazy and urges the demon to disintegrate, it will only consume more than three thousand years of life span.
The reason why he has not died yet is because the Holy Plant of Green Yuan Baolian provides a strong source of life. But even so, the Green Yuan Baolian is almost exhausted. The lifespan of Hong Yuan's sword body still has about a hundred years left.
If he wants to make up for the longevity of the sword body, he must first rescue Qingyuan Baolian.
boom!
Boom!
Rumble!
Hong Yuan's sword aura advanced at a terrifying speed every minute. In almost the blink of an eye, he crossed the seventh-level barrier and reached the level of an eighth-level saint.
The gap between the eighth-level saint and the eighth-level saint is too big, especially because of the existence of the five major conditions for becoming an emperor.
Therefore, among the eighth-level saints, the ranks of eighth-level saints, eighth-level great saints and eighth-level quasi-emperors are further divided.
Their personalities and essences are actually the same, but their combat prowess is as different as heaven and earth!
Without any hesitation, Hong Yuan opened the 'Reverse Flow River Protective Canmeng Robe', transformed into a sword rainbow, turned around and fled in the direction of the Shenzhou Ji Clan in Southern Xinjiang.
"What secret technique is this?!" Great Sage Fengxi was still surprised that Sword Body Hongyuan climbed to the eighth level in one step, but Sword Body Hongyuan's escape behavior quickly attracted his attention.
The Great Sage Fengxi snorted coldly, and slowly assumed a Tai Chi stance. Hundreds of thousands of Soul Dao marks rose and fell, and all kinds of power spread among them, making all living beings in the Eastern Wilderness Continent tremble and wail, bowing their heads for him.
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"Old Ghost Fu, stop it quickly." The Great Sage Huanglong of the Daxuan Dynasty jumped out, intending to take this move for Hong Yuan, the sword body.
But he underestimated the current strength of Great Sage Fengxi!
"How is that possible!?" Great Sage Huanglong looked back in horror, watching the soul river filled with the souls of thousands of monsters and ferocious beasts roaring toward the source of the flood.
Dongzhi Sheng also narrowed his eyes to observe, planning to use the divine power of Zhou Dao to revive Bo Qing, the sword master, as soon as something went wrong.
But something unexpected happened to them!
Facing such an attack that would be fatal to an ordinary eighth-level saint, Hong Yuan just staggered a few steps and continued to run for his life. He even used the power of this move to escape at a faster speed!
The whole place was in an uproar——
The Great Sage Fengxi wanted to pursue him again, but the Great Sage Huanglong, who was well prepared at this time, tied him down.
Just like that, the source of swordsmanship disappeared in the eyes of everyone and disappeared...