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Text Chapter 174 The Gentleman¡¯s Sword!

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    Xuanji, Holy King Huachen, and the Seventh Princess left the Qixian Sect and embarked on a journey to find their fellow disciples again.  However, the three of them searched for a whole day but did not see any disciples of the sect. Instead, they encountered several monster beasts that came to cause trouble, but these monster beasts were easily killed by Xuanji.

    "Sage King Feiyu, I seem to have heard the movement of fighting."

    The three of them were standing in a rugged mountain range, and the Holy King of Huachen frowned and said.

    Xuanji nodded and said: "You are right. There is indeed movement coming, and the direction is in the southwest. Let's go over and have a look."

    After saying that, the three of them jumped up and headed southwest.

    When the three of them arrived near the designated place, their expressions couldn't help but be surprised, because they saw their classmates and there were more than one.

    The three of them looked around and saw a handsome young man with a tall figure who was fighting fiercely with the other three monks together with Saint Xinzhu.

    The young man was a sword cultivator. He stood calmly in the sky. As he waved his sleeves, the sword beams shot out like a sky-shattering rainbow. The momentum was huge. The sword was elegant and elegant, implying endless killing.  The opponent's magical power makes it impossible to get closer.

    ?????????? Saint Xinzhu herself plays the bamboo flute. The sound of the flute is like the cry of a bird in the empty valley, and the sound waves condense into countless green sacred birds to attack the opponent.  The Qingluan divine bird was originally beautiful in appearance, but under the control of Saint Xinzhu, it was as powerful as a tiger descending from the mountain, and it rushed towards the place like crazy.

    Behind Saint Xinzhu and the young man, there were two men, two women and four saints and saints from Sun Moon Immortal Palace. Due to their low cultivation, they were unable to intervene in this battle and could only hide aside and wait anxiously.

    Xuanji discovered at a glance that the two saints waiting aside were the Ouyang sisters who had come on stage to test the medicine in the battle to select the disciples of the elder Dan Ding. The sisters were twins, and they looked the same and had similar cultivation levels.  Not long after entering the early stage of Nascent Soul, he was undoubtedly the weakest party in this trial.

    The other two men, Xuanji, have also been seen. They are the sons of the Holy King of Huachen.

    The three people who fought against Saint Xinzhu and the young man were also quite tyrannical.  The leader is dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, has big ears and a daring nose. He looks quite decent, but if you see the unconcealed vicious look in his eyes, you will never associate him with the word decent.  Together.

    I saw him activating two hook-shaped magic weapons. One of the hook-shaped magic weapons is one cold and one hot, one yin and one yang. When one rotates, it emits a large area of ??overwhelming icy energy, while the other continuously shoots out countless  Fire crow fire snake.  This magical power of ice and fire was originally two extremes, but when he used this magic weapon, it turned out that the yin and yang worked together seamlessly, so the power was greatly enhanced, breaking the rainbow of sword light emitted by the young man.

    The cultivation of the two outsiders is not as good as that of the monk in the apricot yellow robe. Although they are also in the late stage of Nascent Soul, they are slightly inferior to the Xinzhu Saint. However, the two of them cooperate with each other to activate a thousand-foot-wide banner-shaped magic weapon.  , the flag-shaped magic weapon floated in the air and spawned thousands of birds and tens of thousands of monsters. The torrent of the army smashed the Qingluan divine bird that was attacked by Saint Xinzhu into pieces, but it did not fall behind at all.  .

    The magic weapons of these two people are quite similar to the magic weapons of the Ape King that Xuanji once killed. They are both demon flags made from the souls of monster beasts. However, their demon flags are obviously many times more powerful than the Ape King's magic weapons.

    Xuanji looked at the three opponents of Saint Xinzhu and thought in her heart: "These three people have pure true energy skills and should be orthodox immortal monks. Why do they use demon magic weapons?"

    Xuanji was quite confused, but as soon as he thought about it, he thought of Yang Linfeng, the leader of the three dragon-slaying masters of Yuqing Immortal Mansion, who was an immortal monk and used magic tricks such as the Twelve Yuan Chen Blood Fiend Gods and Demons, and he felt relieved.  At the same time, he lamented that many monks nowadays do whatever they can to improve their strength and completely ignore the difference between immortals and demons.

    In the era that Xuanji lived in, there were strict and insurmountable boundaries between immortals and demons.  At that time, no matter how ruthless and vicious an immortal monk was, he would never practice magic powers or refine magic weapons.  In the same way, no matter how much a demonic monk wants to improve his cultivation, he will never touch the realm of immortality.  Of course, the main reason for this situation at that time was that behemoths such as the Kunlun and Emei sects and the Youquan Demon Sect frightened the immortals and demons. The conflicts between the immortals and demons were extremely sharp, and they were like water and fire, and they were incompatible with each other.

    And a million years later, the Xuanhuang Continent has divided into Xuanhuang Ten Thousand Realms. Compared with a million years ago, it is already a piece of scattered sand without the deterrence of extremely powerful giant sects. As a result, the order tends to collapse, and the insurmountable strict boundaries between immortals and demons have also disappeared.  It gradually fades away.

    "A gentleman's sword is clouded by rain. If you still want to be a gentleman, you won't be able to survive in this battlefield of immortals." The monk wearing apricot-yellow robes said with a smile, his double hooks combined with ice and fire, and he moved forward.With the attack, the monstrous cold air and the blazing flames formed a giant palm of ice and fire in the air, and the sword light emitted by the young man split and exploded.

    "Really? I admit that your double hooks of ice, fire, and jade are indeed incredible magic weapons, but you have underestimated me, Yun Fuyu. Even if a gentleman kills someone, blood will flow into rivers and corpses will lie everywhere!"

    The young man Yun Fuyu said coldly. He moved his sleeves and robes forward, and his sword posture suddenly changed. From being noble and elegant, it gradually turned into a true meaning of killing.  The intensity of the sword light increased dramatically, and the fierce sword intent seemed to cut the void into pieces.

    I saw the giant ice and fire palm condensed by the apricot yellow robe monk's double hooks of ice and fire broken jade being twisted by the sword light and then shattered one by one, and once again divided into a sky full of cold air and a sea of ??fierce flames.

    "This person's current sword power and sword intention are quite similar to Ming Kong's Killing Technique, but neither the power nor the profundity of his sword skills are completely different from Ming Kong's."

    Xuanji looked at Yun Waiyu's sword moves and couldn't help but compare herself with her old rival Mingkong. Then she recalled the scenes of her fight with Mingkong again. Thinking that he might also travel to the current era, she couldn't help but feel complicated.  .

    "Haha, Yun Fuanyu is indeed Yun Fuanyu. No wonder he can become one of the four holy kings of Feijian Palace, but that's the end of it."

    Seeing that his magical power was broken, the Xinghuang Taoist monk smiled instead. With a pinch of the seal, the double hooks of ice, fire and jade stabbed directly towards Yun Fuyu like meteors from the sky.

    Yun Fuyu's expression became solemn. The opponent directly threw the magic weapon over and it seemed to have little power, but Yun Fuyu himself felt the shocking power from the flying jade hooks of ice and fire that pressed against his body.  !

    Yun Fuyu did not dare to neglect at the moment. He shouted softly in his mouth, separated his palms together, and then a three-foot-long sword of light condensed and took shape.

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