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Qi Yun's face also became a little ugly. With my current strength, I should be able to take the seventh sword. The eighth sword may have a burning fighting spirit in his eyes!

The light of the eighth sword was like thousands of sunshades directed towards Xie Ling. He felt that his whole body was bound by countless silk threads, and he could not even move a finger. Is this the power of the eighth sword? The force of the sword has not yet reached, the pressure is already there

It's so powerful that his cultivation level can't stop this sword!

The hair on Jun Wuji's head was scattered. He looked like a child wielding an axe. His strength was obviously beyond the range he could control. This sword would hurt himself if it didn't hurt the enemy. His cheeks were deformed due to excessive force.

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Bang, bang, bang. Qin Pei and Long Xiang seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats. They didn't know what would happen next moment. Such a powerful sword was enough to crush anything in front of it.

Xie Ling smiled faintly, and traces of blue arcs bounced around his body. The invisible pressure was relieved after the arc was ejected, and a purple cloud flew from above his head, turning into a purple cloud to block in front of him.

, and in an instant it expanded to a width of twenty feet.

"Thunder Technique!"

"Zixiao Silk Scarf!"

Lin Fan in the stands and Mei Ruoxi, the owner of the pregnancy room, blurted out almost at the same time.

Lin Fan possesses the body of concealed thunder, and the Thunder Technique is his best magical power. It can be seen at a glance that Xie Ling's Thunder Technique is not at a high level, and he can only practice it to the third level. However, what surprised him is that Xie Ling is not a thunderbolt.

Although he has a physical constitution, the purity of the thunder technique he cultivates is no less pure than his own, and is even slightly superior, not inferior to the electric arc condensed by the true thunder body!

As the owner of the womb room, Mei Ruoxi's skill in refining weapons was naturally no small matter. She also recognized at a glance that the true form of Ziyun Dou was made from the leftover Zixiao silk scarf that she had discarded. At that time, the following disciple said:

The person who was imprisoned was going to leave, and it turned out to be him!

But at this moment, Jun Wuji's sword power had already arrived, and thousands of suns rushed into the purple clouds. The purple clouds rolled violently, and Xie Ling poured all his spiritual power into it without hesitation.

In Ziyun Pocket, all six restraints were activated, desperately absorbing the surging sword energy coming from the opposite side.

Shangguan Yu blinked his eyes. The 'Ziyun Dou' that was currently resisting Jun Wuji's eighth sword was so similar to his own 'Huntian Ling'. Could it be that he only glanced at me using 'Huntian Ling' last time?

Did she realize the secret? She thought back to the first time she fought with Xie Ling. Xie Ling's sacrificial techniques at that time were very similar to hers. All of this couldn't be a coincidence! She frowned slightly, and the more she thought about it, the more she thought about it.

The more suspicious I feel

The Ziyun Dou is a high-level magic weapon. If it weren't for the problem during the refining process, and only one kind of restriction can be refined on it, Mei Ruoxi would not abandon it.

Xie Ling was inspired by the forbidden sacrificial techniques on Shangguan Yu's 'Huntian Ling' and practiced the six forbidden rituals on the 'Ziyun Dou'.

Chengjin is one of the six escapes in the Cloud Restriction that is responsible for endurance and change. The Purple Sky Silkworm is naturally good at flying escape. The silk it spits out is tougher than steel. In addition to not being afraid of ordinary water and fire, it also has extremely strong stickiness.

Six Paths of Forbidden Sacrifice

After being on it, its toughness reached an unimaginable level. The purple cloud it turned into could not only withstand the huge impact force, but also had no way to break free after being stuck by it, just like a moth falling into

Same as wire mesh.

However, Jun Wuji's eighth sword is obviously beyond the range it can bear. After all, it is still just a small Zhoutian magical weapon that has been perfected by sacrifice. The purple cloud is gradually unable to hold up, and the sword light is about to shine through.

!

Xie Ling only had such a high-level magic weapon, and of course he didn't want it to be destroyed. He immediately grabbed it with his right hand, retracted the 'Purple Cloud Pocket', summoned up the remaining spiritual power, and retreated quickly. He needed to use his spiritual power.

Suppressing the sword energy that was put into Ziyun's pocket, it was unable to activate any magic weapon until it was eliminated one by one.

"It looks like he's exhausted!" Qing Ming said.

"Not yet" Chen Yizhen shook his head and said.

"Not yet?" Xie Fangzhong said in shock. He really couldn't think of any other way for Xie Ling to resist Jun Wuji's sword power.

"I think his strongest thing right now is not his spiritual power or his ability to change, but" Chen Yizhen suddenly stopped when he said this.

Although most of the power of Jun Wuji's eighth sword was swallowed up by the 'Ziyun Dou', the remaining half was not trivial. Facing the approaching sword force, Xie Ling had no choice but to tighten his eyebrows, grinding the millstones one by one.

Stones of various sizes flew out from the storage bag on the waist. These were the stones that were originally intended to be used in the hospital test. Each one weighed forty or fifty kilograms!

Yes, just like what Qing Ming said, Xie Ling's current spiritual power is not enough to drive the magic weapon to resist, but don't forget what he first practiced! It is the 'mind-minding technique'. Starting from the gravel field, he has never

He has never stopped practicing this technique. Perhaps even he himself doesn't know how far he has reached. He only knows how to practice the first and second levels of the 'Nian Shen Technique' over and over again. Other books

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When he was in the gravel field, he could control ten pieces of black iron and bronze ore at the same time. Each piece was no lighter than the current stone. Now his strength has greatly increased. Hundreds of stones seem to be fired from a trebuchet.

As if he came out, he hit the opposite side with the sound of wind that broke through the air. He no longer cared about exposing his trump card in front of everyone, as long as he could block it for a while, just for a while!

Of course, Jun Wuji would not give Xie Ling a chance to breathe. The Fengshan Sword Technique consumes the most spiritual power. With one sword move, if it does not hurt the enemy, it will hurt himself. He spat out a mouthful of blood onto the 'Longhua Sword' again, slowly.

The sword force suddenly accelerated by three points, crushing the rocks blocking its progress into powder!

Xie Ling took a deep breath, her eyebrows suddenly tightened, and she concentrated all her mental energy to form an invisible barrier three feet in front of her!

The sword movement of the eighth sword paused for a moment, and Jun Wuji was horrified. He didn't know what weird method the other party used to block his advancing sword movement. This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible! He looked like he was crazy.

If the sword does not advance, it will retreat, and if it retreats, it will bite back its owner. Now he is absolutely unable to resist the backlash of his sword. At that moment, he gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood for the third time on the 'Longhua Sword'. He pushed hard with both hands,

He said: "Break it for me!"

Xie Ling only felt that his head was a little swollen. He had used his telekinesis to the extreme, but the opponent's sword force was like a violent wave that kept washing away the telepathy barrier. The barrier formed by telepathy began to loosen. Under the huge pressure, he

His seven orifices began to ooze blood!

Everyone in the audience was shocked by this scene. These two people were really fighting for their lives! Those players who had not yet finished were secretly glad that they were not assigned to their group. These two people are crazy. The competition is important,

But it’s not to the point of risking your life!

"It's the 'Nian Shen Technique', and he is actually proficient in the 'Nian Shen Technique'!" Huang Linghai, the leader of the sect, murmured to himself.

"Should we stop them?" Xiang Yutang asked.

"No need, growth comes at a cost!" Huang Linghai said.

Zhang Yuanshan remembered that Zhang Meng had asked him about the 'spell of mind', and now everything was clear. Zhang Meng must have asked him because of Xie Ling.

"If I had known that he could grow to this point, Meng'er wouldn't have to go so far!" He looked diagonally across at the eldest son of the Zhang family, Zhang Yuanhong, the current deacon and elder of the Presbyterian Church, and sighed helplessly.

Xie Ling felt a buzzing in his head at this time. Most of the sword energy in Ziyun's pocket in his right hand had not been melted away. They were like beasts in a cage, constantly trying to break free from it.

After one breath, two breaths, three breaths, and the ninth breath, Xie Ling could no longer hold on. The invisible barrier formed by his telekinesis finally collapsed. Jun Wuji showed a smile.

Barrier, he doesn't know how long he can hold on!

The last remaining power of the eighth sword broke through the mental barrier and rushed directly to Xie Ling on the opposite side. After several passes through the 'Ziyun Pocket', this sword swallowed up most of its power, and under the consumption of Xie Ling's mental power, it has now declined.

Previously, but at this point, even 10% of the usual power was enough to severely injure Xie Ling!

Just when everyone thought the battle was over, Xie Ling's bloodstained face showed a strange smile.

Jun Wuji was shocked when he saw it. For some reason, he actually felt a little uneasy in his heart!

A purple square scarf suddenly floated between the two of them, and thousands of rays of light shone from it.

The frantic sword energy was released like a devil. It was not controlled by anyone. Jun Wuji's sword force directly hit it. Bang, the two figures were blown away dozens of feet by an unimaginable force.

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Xie Ling was lying on the ground, his clothes cut into strips by the sword energy. He wiped the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and tried to stand up with strength, but the bones in his body seemed to have slipped and he could not move at all.
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