Yuxiang

Huoyao Sword, one of the seven-color swords, is a fairy weapon made mainly of innate fire spirits. Although it is not as good as Kunwu Sword, the aura emanating from the sword is still oppressive.

Immortal Artifact! ! !

Not only Su Mengyang recognized it, but He Taichong also recognized it.The major forces in the Black Horn area also have immortal artifacts, but these immortal artifacts are all in the hands of those elders with high levels of cultivation. Small families like Lu and He have no background in controlling immortal artifacts at all.That's why both of them had greedy looks in their eyes... They didn't dare to covet those powerful celestial artifacts, so what should they be taboo about a weak person like Murong Xianxian?

However, Su Mengyang is also an old treacherous cunning, he is not in a hurry to wade into this muddy water, if anyone from the He family fights Murong Xianxian to death, he just needs to wait for the opportunity to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and he feels that Murong Xianxian dares to show off The fairy weapon Feijian must have something to rely on in his heart, and he has to see clearly before it is too late to act.

Luo Shaotian was clever. Seeing that the two sides had already put on a posture, he hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Lu Fei, asking him to lead people to retreat. In a blink of an eye, only Murong Xianxian and the monks of the He family were left behind.

"Humph!"

No worries, Murong slender hands pinched the formula, the Huoyao sword trembled slightly, and suddenly turned into a red rainbow and slashed at He Taichong... She had no scruples about the He family monks behind He Taichong, and as for future revenge, she had no scruples at all. No worries, whether it is the Lu family or the He family, the most powerful monk is only the peak of god refining, and the elder of the He family who is in the Moon Sect is only a half-step pure yang, even if she can't beat her, she can rely on it There is nothing to worry about in a big formation. Since she wants to build a real power here, she can't worry too much.

"Insanity!"

He Taichong's face was a bit ugly, when Murong Xianxian smashed the giant hand made of magic power, he suffered a hidden loss by not noticing it for a moment, but now the opponent is attacking with the fairy weapon flying sword, but he doesn't have a suitable magic weapon in his hand to resist The enemy, in desperation.Raising his hand violently, a black light came out of his hand, and it exploded in the blink of an eye, like a dark cloud covering Chihong... The black light flashed, and the dark cloud covered Chihong in an instant, He Taichong's face was happy, and he hurried Casting the formula to put away the Huoyao sword.In his mind, with Murong Xianxian's strength.It is impossible to exert the full power of the fairy sword, and this magic weapon of mine is specially used to collect magic weapons, so it is naturally easy to grab.

The congenital spirit of fire burns all foreign objects in the world.Murong Xianxian doesn't care about the saying that the magic weapon can counteract... Unless the other party's magic weapon is also a fairy weapon, it is impossible to collect the Huoyao Sword.

sigh~~

At the moment Chihong was caught in the net, a flame flickered suddenly, and puffs of black smoke came out, and the black cloud started to burn, and it turned into strands of fly ash in the blink of an eye.

puff!

He Taichong spat out a mouthful of blood... This magic weapon was forged with his painstaking efforts, once damaged, even he himself would be injured, and his face turned pale for a moment.There was a look of resentment in his eyes: "How dare you destroy my magic weapon!"

"wrong!"

Murong Xianxian smiled slightly, "Destroying treasures is just a process, my purpose is to...kill people!"

Before she finished speaking, the Huoyao Sword turned into a trembling rainbow and charged towards Tai He again.

What's the situation?

The monks He and Lu who witnessed all this were a little stunned. Although Murong Xianxian had a fairy weapon in his hand, He Taichong was after all a great monk in the mid-stage of refining gods... In other words.Even if he loses, it won't be enough to ruin someone's treasure in just one face-to-face, right?

But facts speak louder than words, He Taichong was indeed injured.Not only the monks of the He family were panicked, but even the monks of the Lu family who retreated were surprised. Lu Yong asked Su Mengyang in disbelief: "Elder Su, what is going on?"

what happened?

The opponent's cultivation base is not weaker than that of the cultivators of the Concentration stage, no wonder she dared to come out in the face of such a large group of people. Originally, her strength was not afraid of the great cultivators of the Concentration stage.With the help of an immortal weapon, who can take her down?

Su Mengyang didn't answer Lu Yong, he had a feeling that He Taichong might not be able to take down Murong Xianxian today, so he had to fold here.

On the other side, He Taichong no longer has the intention of underestimating Murong Xianxian.He quickly took out a elixir and took it, the expression on his face became extremely serious, obviously he regarded the other party as a strong enemy.

Also surprised were Lu Fei and the cultivators behind him. Naturally, they knew Yang Kai's origins better than others, but in the same way, they always thought that Murong Xianxian was an ordinary cultivator at the congealing stage, and Lu Fei resolutely left just now. The Lu family may not have the intention of smashing the jar, but he did not expect that Murong Xianxian's first blow would injure He Taichong, who is in the middle stage of refining the gods. This kind of visual impact is very shocking.

The Earth Ghost Messenger stood aside and proudly said to Lu Fei: "What's so great about a cultivator at the stage of cultivating gods? My lord has killed more than one cultivator at the stage of cultivating gods!"

"what?"

Lu Fei let out a low cry in surprise, "Fellow Taoist Murong really killed a great cultivator at the stage of cultivating gods? Are you kidding me?"

The Earth Ghost Messenger pouted: "If she didn't have this ability, who would dare to stand here with a sword? Do you think she is reckless?"

"Murong Xianxian, I admit that the old man underestimated you, but so what, even if you have a fairy weapon, it's just a matter of gesture for He to kill you!" He Taichong swallowed a pill, and his blood finally He recovered temporarily. Although he couldn't repair it, as long as he suppressed the injury temporarily, he could go all out.

"He Taichong,"

Murong Xianxian called him by his name very bluntly, "You have practiced for so many years, do you really know how to speak your kung fu?"

"Bold!"

He Taichong let out a cold snort, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, the ground under his feet suddenly collapsed a few feet, Xu Zhishen's clothes were windless, his face was full of evil spirit, and the cold energy swept all around , Everyone seemed to hear the wind blowing in their ears.

His robe sleeves were raised forward, and blue and black needle shadows shot out from his sleeves, making a sharp and small sound. Halfway through, these needle shadows suddenly condensed into a long sword and rushed towards the Huoyao sword .

boom!

With an earth-shattering loud noise, Chihong suddenly appeared the blade of Huoyao Sword, but that huge sword turned into densely packed flying needles, and shot towards Murong Xianxian again like overwhelming sky and earth.

The Huo Yao sword was withdrawn swiftly, turning into a sword net to stop those flying needles.

Powerful Diamond Fingers!

At the same time as the sword net was unfolding, Murong Xianxian stretched out a finger, and a golden light suddenly shot out from her hand, sweeping away the rain of needles in front of her, and hit He Taichong by surprise.

boom!

Although He Taichong had cast a mana shield while attacking, how could Murong Xianxian's finger be resisted by ordinary mana shields?There was only a loud noise, and the shield seemed to shatter in an instant like an egg shell. He Taichong flew back on his back like a paper kite with a broken string, vomited blood in mid-air, and his face suddenly turned pale again.

Murong Xianxian took a step forward, instead of continuing to attack, he directed Feijian to circle those needles, and then his palm turned pale gold, and he grabbed the fluffy needles circled by Feijian fiercely, and then looked Without even looking at it, a wave of spiritual consciousness quickly glanced at those magic weapons, and then urged the spiritual consciousness to forcefully erase the brand of spiritual consciousness on those flying needles... The brilliance on the flying needles flashed suddenly, and then turned into three blue sticks. The black flying needle lay quietly in Murong Xianxian's palm, and she flipped the set of flying needles into the storage ring.

"You...you can erase the brand of my soul in an instant?" He Taichong's face changed drastically, he didn't know whether it was because of anger or disbelief, his body trembled slightly, he pointed at Murong Xianxian with one hand, and spoke again Blood spurted out.

"Ha ha……"

Sophie let out a chuckle, "He Taichong, thank you for the gift, I will refine the three ghost needles soon."

furious!overbearing!domineering!

There was an uproar!

This is simply a mess, who is the great cultivator at the stage of refining the gods? If Murong Xianxian's performance was quite satisfactory at the beginning, but after a while, her attacks stopped following the pattern, and the sword light flickered, beating He Taichong to the ground Fuck the shit.

"Damn!" Liu Jun couldn't help but cursed, his eyes trembling violently.

Not only were they dazzled by the sight, but they were greatly relieved.Even the young women of the He family, who were of the same generation as Lu Fei, showed their splendor in their eyes.Looking at Lu Fei's eyes almost want to eat people.Even Su Mengyang's pupils constricted, and a deep sense of horror gushed out from the depths of his pupils.

What level is He Taichong, he knows better than anyone else, he is not necessarily an opponent if he fights alone, but such a person only takes two moves before being robbed of the secret treasure by that one, and it looks like he is still seriously injured... If What will happen if I meet that nun?

Su Mengyang suddenly felt a little pain in his head and tightness in his chest.

Murong Xian stood indifferently, and there were still many supernatural powers that had not been released, such as various Star Wars techniques, Beidou Sword Art, stars, etc., and there were many magic weapons... She didn't use them at all, what she relied on was only what was stored in her body strength.

"Elder!" Seeing that He Taichong suffered a loss, the monks of the He family changed their expressions and exclaimed.

He Taichong waved his hand and stopped them from coming forward, with a ferocious and crazy look on his face, he roared hysterically: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect there to be someone like you. If I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be human!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised a simple and simple flag, and the flag was swaying violently. Before it unfolded, everyone felt a little short of breath, as if something was pressing on the top of their heads.

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Introduction to "A Good Daughter-in-Law of the Tang Dynasty" (Complete Version):

Others travel through time, either as a queen or a rich family, so why should I become a child bride with a rural household registration? !Worst of all, it was still an era when officials and gangsters were inseparable. How does this make the little girl live?

Fortunately, I am not alone. There are four walls in my home, a sick mother on the bed, a little husband next to me, and a group of snot-nosed children below...Huh?Husband is hopeless, where is husband? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.. to read.)