Chapter 722: One Sword Shatters the Ninth Heaven

"It's so precious that I'm actually not angry enough to be happy."

"Since you ruined my furnace of elixir, then use your three disciples as compensation, as materials for my new furnace of elixir."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a magic weapon floated into the void.

It was a bowl-shaped magic weapon, one of his alchemy tools, and also a magic weapon that could suppress the enemy, the glazed cup.

"Come in the bowl!"

With his loud shout, the glazed cup in the air released colorful light, and instantly became ten thousand times larger, like an inverted bowl, suppressing Tao Yaoyao and the other girls.

"Fuck you."

Li Congxin held the iron-breaking sword 'Sha Tian Dao' in his hand and waved it randomly towards the sky.

A sword beam tore through the obstruction, and the strong light when the treasure split was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes. The inverted bowl in the air split into two.

Wang Xuanji was shocked.

He only had an ordinary iron sword in his hand, but he could split his magic weapon with one sword. As he judged, this person had hidden his strength and was at least a strong man in the God Transformation Stage.

"No wonder he dared to come here arrogantly, he had some confidence."

Wang Xuanji sneered, but he was not afraid even if he was a strong man in the God Transformation Stage like him. Not to mention the same realm, he has been immersed in the way of alchemy for thousands of years, and even has the foundation of crossing the border to kill opponents.

Boom!

Under the release of his aura, the whole mountain gate was whistling with a strong wind.

"Old thing, it's a pity that you came to the wrong place. I will kill you first, and then slowly develop your disciples."

Standing proudly above the mountain gate, Wang Xuanji stretched out a hand. As his spiritual power burst out, the hand was like a withered vine, spreading forward continuously, and constantly differentiating, turning into thousands of black vine arms, opening one terrifying palm after another, and pressing towards Li Congxin.

For a time, the shadow of the vine hand filled the sky.

"What a powerful magical power!"

"Facing the master's Wanku Hand, even ten Yuanying old monsters will be wiped out."

"Twenty of them will die!"

Seeing this, the disciples of Xuanji Sect were amazed and shocked.

"It's serious!"

Li Congxin narrowed his eyes, then smiled happily: "Then this is refusing to apologize."

"Okay."

"If you dare to refuse, I will dare to get angry. I will definitely live up to your wish and wipe out your entire family."

Immediately, he stood up the iron sword in his hand, and flicked the sword with his other hand.

A piece of rust flew out with a buzzing sound.

And it was that small piece of rust, like a flame devouring the wasteland, instantly setting the prairie on fire, and in the blink of an eye destroying the vines all over the sky.

A piece of rust destroyed the vines all over the sky and turned into a sea of ​​fire, just like the sky in front of him was burning. A strong air wave came and destroyed Wang Xuanji's retreat.

At the same time, the hand that was stretched out quickly retracted.

The next moment

Wang Xuanji held up a hand that was burned and scarred, his expression was shocked, and his pupils shrank violently.

"Within a radius of 18,000 miles, our master is invincible."

"With this blow, I dare say that old man will be crushed to ashes."

"The master is really awesome..."

Because Li Congxin broke the move too quickly, the Xuanji sect members who were blowing and licking wildly almost couldn't stop their mouths.

Then, they opened their mouths in silence, with faces full of surprise and amazement.

"Wow!"

"Master, you are too powerful!"

Tao Yaoyao saw that Xue Luohong's beautiful eyes were full of admiration. Although the master often ignored his image, he had the temperament of a peerless strong man.

So pretentious!

In this short fight, Wang Xuanji hit with all his strength, and Li Congxin just flicked the sword with his fingers.

A piece of rust broke his Taoist magic, obviously, the difference was clear.

"You are not at the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"

Wang Xuanji said in a deep voice, with his injured hand behind his back, both to hide his embarrassment in front of his disciples and to endure the pain secretly.

"You still want to touch my disciple? Even a toad chewing swan meat would not dare to think of such a crooked idea."

Li Congxin answered irrelevantly, and was even a little curious: "Are all the people in your Xuanji Sect weak and arrogant, and love to jump and die?"

While speaking, he grabbed Jianxue's arm beside him and wiped his sword back and forth on her sleeve, as if he loved this broken sword very much.

Looking at the deep and thick rust left on the sleeve, Jianxue looked at Li Congxin aggrievedly.

Then, he quickly and sensibly handed his spiritual sword to Li Congxin: "Master, how about you use my cucumber first?"

Luohong also handed over the sword obediently: "My eggplant will do."

Tao Yaoyao also rushed to say: "Master, use my disciple's banana to poke him."

"What do I need these things for?"

Li Congxin screamed and retreated as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.

"Old man, do you really think you can beat me?"

With a gloomy roar, Wang Xuanji was furious again.

Not only was he full of contempt when he attacked, but he was even playing with his disciples during the confrontation. What a contempt and humiliation for him as the master of a sect!

"Do you have any special skills?"

Li Congxin was immediately interested and pointed his iron sword: "As the leader of a sect of immortal cultivation, you must have some special skills."

"I'll give you another chance to attack."

He kept waving at him: "Come on, come and kill me quickly, or I'll destroy your entire sect."

Wang Xuanji's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Hahaha."

Suddenly. The gloomy look disappeared, and the whole person became arrogant: "Arrogant old thing, today, I will refine your several good disciples."

"You old bones, I will also tear them apart."

With a flick of his fingertips on the sword surface, he was able to break his offensive and then damage his real body. This person's realm was definitely above him, and he was a cultivator in the integration stage.

But during the combined period, he still suppressed it today!

Wang Xuanji took out a spiritual pill and swallowed it quickly.

This is the most precious treasure of his Xuanji Sect. There are only two pills in total. It is also a spiritual elixir that he spent his whole life refining. This elixir can give people the strength to break through a great realm in a short period of time.

Of course, once the effect of the medicine wears off, your cultivation level will fall back to its original state.

If he didn't meet a strong enemy and the situation was irreconcilable, he wouldn't use it.

With the help of the elixir, Wang Xuanji's aura surged, boom!

A powerful divine energy burst out from his body and turned into a huge phantom, floating above the Xuanji Gate. The aura it released was like the sky collapsing, crazily suppressing the earth.

"The soul is out of body!"

Seeing this, the people in the Xuanji Sect were extremely excited and exclaimed: "What a powerful pressure, this is the momentum at the peak of the integration period."

"You really have a unique skill."

Li Congxin was overjoyed and stretched out his hand: "I'll give you a shuttle first."

Suddenly, the row of Xuanji Sect disciples stuck in the ground exploded out. He waved his hand again, like cannonballs rushing towards Wang Xuanji's true body.

Boom boom boom...

Wang Xuanji had no intention of avoiding it. The humanoid cannonballs impacted on his phantom, like tomatoes hitting an iron wall, and the fleshy bodies were smashed in the air.

Everyone in Xuanji Sect trembled in their hearts.

Actually..., it can be protected.

Then, he shouted excitedly: "Look, the old guy can't break through our sect master's defense."

"Old guy, do you know how powerful I am?"

"If you take the initiative to peel off your disciple and hand him over to him, I will consider letting you die a more pleasant death."

With a confident shout, Wang Xuanji stretched out a hand and made a circle in the air, and the lumps of pulpy flesh instantly gathered together and condensed into a pillar of flesh.

He raised his hands forward, and the column of flesh made of minced meat flew towards Li Congxin with the roaring wind.

"Such a big meat stick!"

Li Congxin was speechless. He waved his sleeve and the pillar of flesh exploded into minced meat.

Everyone present could see their skin trembling.

“It’s fun and fun.”

Li Congxin smiled so hard that his eyes and eyebrows squeezed together: "Old Wang, you really don't care about your disciple at all."

"Then I'm going to be ruthless."

His eyes flashed, he threw his hand upward, and the iron sword flew into the sky.

When Tao Yaoyao saw the snow falling red, everyone in the Xuanji Sect raised their heads and looked up into the sky.

The sword flew directly into the sky.

Flying higher and higher.

Gone.

Completely out of sight.

Everyone looked stunned, even Wang Xuanji looked confused.

"What the hell is this old guy pretending to be?"

"bluff?"

Someone was muttering to themselves, not understanding what was going on.

But the next moment.

boom!

Time and space split, and heaven and earth opened.

Above the nine heavens, a huge rusty iron sword was seen, with a killing light tens of thousands of feet long, shattering the voids of the heaven and earth, and striking down from the sky.

boom!

boom!

boom!

It looks like a rusty iron sword, but it is like a sharp weapon in the hands of the gods and demons. The layers of laws disintegrate and the heaven and earth are broken.

The huge sword blade struck at the Xuanji Gate.

Under the vast pressure, all three thousand members of the Xuanji Sect were instantly struck and fell to the ground. Whether it was Qi training or foundation building or Jindan Yuanying, they all lay on the ground.

And no one could move an inch.

At this moment, terror kept flooding into their hearts, and everyone shouted in unison: "Master, save me."

"puff!"

However, what happened was that the sect owner was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the phantom of the soul released by Wang Xuanji was directly shocked and retracted into its body. Like the other disciples, he fell from the air and fell to the ground.

He has the cultivation level of the Fusion Stage, but at this moment, he feels extremely insignificant.

As the iron sword struck down, the strong suppressive pressure was like a mountain of mountains constantly exerting on him, and he couldn't even climb up.

Under the horror, Wang Xuanji's heart was even more frightened.