A story of a peasant girl from a poor family

Chapter 211: Zixiao Imperial Art

Chen Xin also knew that the situation was very dangerous, he was still using the subduing magic pestle to purify the Posa tree, seeing that the sword could not be avoided, but Chen Xin still did not move.

No, at the critical moment, it cannot be taken back.

The last point, if you take it back now, it is easy to fall short.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if he is injured, he still has to continue.

Seeing that the ghost face's long sword was about to stab Chen Xin's face, even less than a finger away, it was about to hurt Chen Xin.

There was a smile under the mask of the ghost face. Things were almost as they expected. It seemed that the palace master was really far-sighted.

Unexpectedly, he saw a white afterimage flying towards him quickly, and a long white sword stopped his flying sword.

"Crack!"

The two swords collided, and Ghost Face's sword was bounced off.

But the sword that flew over broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Lin Luo felt extremely heartbroken. The Baiyu sword that had been with her for so long was broken into two pieces. Although it was a low-grade spiritual weapon, she used it very smoothly, so she couldn't help feeling heartbroken at this time.

money!This is money!

After Ghost Face saw his sword being bounced off, he trembled with anger.

In the nick of time, a disciple of Lingyun Pavilion used his spiritual power to control the sword and saved Chen Xin!
Just when the ghost face flew to Chen Xin's side, the whirling tree suddenly trembled violently, much more violently than just now, and even the red fruits on the tree kept falling.

"Oops!" Ghost Face roared, "Stop them!"

It's over, it's almost too late.

Chen Xin withdrew the spiritual power of the crouching pestle, and let the crouching pestle float in mid-air, with a comfortable smile on his calm face.

If there are no accidents, the matter will be resolved immediately.

Chen Xin felt a little weak, so he quickly took out three pills and took them, after all, it took too much spiritual energy.

Now that everyone from the Nine Evil Palace is here, if we don't have a good fight today, it probably won't be resolved.

Ghost Face suddenly raised his hand, recalled his sword, and then slashed fiercely on the palm of his left hand, directing the blood to the Whirling Tree.

"Hehe, do you think I have no backup?"

Chen Xin's face was slightly cold, and she raised her hand to stop it immediately.

"You actually used your own blood as a guide to lure the whirling tree back into the way of demons." Chen Xin's voice was very serious.

Now the whirling tree is only short of the last bit of demon energy to be completely purified, and when it is completely cleared, the whirling tree will disappear.

But with the blood of the man in Jiusha Temple, it will be enchanted again.

At that time, there was nothing the crouching stick could do.

Chen Xin couldn't help being a little anxious, at this moment, she only hoped that a thunderbolt would fall from the sky and split the whirling tree. Thunder and lightning are the best thing to restrain demons.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

"Three wonders in the sky, the sun, the moon, and the stars, all the ghosts and gods are terrified, the gods bow their heads to see each other, and the evil spirits keep walking! The thunder of the purple sky listens to my orders! Come down!"

"Boom!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, dark clouds covered the sky above Tianhan Valley, and purple thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and the target was the whirling tree.

This is a genuine sky thunder that is drawn down, it doesn't stop after a few blasts in the sky.

The face hidden under the mask by the ghost face suddenly changed drastically, and he exclaimed.

"Zixiao Yushen Jue!"

Everyone's eyes were on the person who led the thunder, and they were also full of surprise.

It can be said that no one thought that he would be the one who could use Zixiao Yushenjue!

"Didn't it mean that Chu Yan is a miscellaneous spiritual root and cannot cultivate?"

Shen Bingxin also stared at Chu Yan dumbfounded, and couldn't help but give Lin Luo who was standing in front of her a hand.

The powerful fluctuation of spiritual power just now cannot be used by people without spiritual power, and it is also the treasure of the Zixiao sect: the Zixiao Shenlei Jue.

It is said that in the entire Zixiao Sect, except for the suzerain, no one can make it out, and the elders can't even try the fur.

Lin Luo also had a question mark on her face, "I don't know either."

The cultivation shown by Chu Yan seems to be in the period of heartbeat, but didn't he have no spiritual power before?
Lin Luo remembered very clearly that Chu Yan was almost killed by her monsters back then. Could it be that Chu Yan was acting at that time?
No, it's not acting, no matter how you look at it, it's not acting, it's true!

Everyone's thoughts were mixed, but the purple lightning had already hit the whirling tree at an extremely fast speed.

The Whirling Tree was purified by Chen Xin before, so it didn't have much power of demons.

Even if Ghost Face used blood as a sacrifice, it didn't have much impact on the current Po Whirling Tree, or it couldn't be affected at all if the time was too short.

Therefore, the thunder and lightning fell on the whirling tree, and with a loud noise, the whirling tree exploded and fell apart.

After the sky thunder dissipated completely, the air in Tianhan Valley was also much fresher.

Sure enough, Tianlei is a good thing for purifying filth.

The giant fighting with Xue Kai also exploded suddenly, and the stones flew to everyone, causing some pain.

"Damn it, you actually know Zixiao Yushenjue!"

The ghost face's sword didn't care about Chen Xin, but stabbed at Chu Yan.

The long sword in Chu Yan's hand was not vegetarian either, it directly collided with the ghost face.

But the ghost face is extremely angry now, and the spiritual power is being exerted on the sword body for free, and he wants to kill Chu Yan with a single sword.

The flames splattered everywhere, and the swords of both of them were not broken. Only then did Guimian realize that the sword in Chu Yan's hand turned out to be a high-grade spiritual weapon!
There are not many high-grade spiritual weapons in the entire Qingxuan Continent, and the long sword in his hand is only a middle-grade spiritual weapon. I didn't expect Chu Yan to have a high-grade spiritual weapon in his hand.

At the moment of the collision, the ghost face stood in place, but Chu Yan took several steps back and stopped.

As soon as he stopped, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

"Sure enough, Yuanying Patriarch lives up to his reputation." Chu Yan chuckled.

Ghost Face wasn't happy because of these words. Under normal circumstances, if he used such force to deal with a cultivator in the heartbeat period, the other party's internal organs would have been shattered and died on the spot, instead of just vomiting a mouthful of blood, it seemed that his life was not in danger.

Another thing is very strange, the opponent's spiritual power seems to be chaotic, but very strong.

Ghost Mian didn't waste any time, and raised his long sword to attack Chu Yan again. Today, he must kill the person who destroyed their plan of Jiusha Temple.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xin and Xue Kai had already dodged to block Chu Yan before they got close.

The other three elders of Zixiao Sect hurriedly surrounded Chu Yan, regardless of what happened to them, and hurriedly fed Chu Yan with pills and healed him, fearing that something might happen to him.

At this time, the Whirling Tree has been settled, and the ghost face is staring at the few people on the opposite side coldly.

Unexpectedly, this time he did it himself and brought a few Golden Core disciples, but he couldn't stop these people, and he couldn't turn them into nourishment for the Whirling Tree.

Damn Zixiao Sect!

"This matter will not end like this, just wait, the revenge of the Nine Evil Palace is beyond your imagination!"

After the words fell, the ghost face flew away.

(End of this chapter)