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At this moment, the endless haze rose into the sky, magnificent and gorgeous, just like Lin Wan'er created a bright cloud out of thin air, but there is a heart-pounding power of true essence in this wonderful scenery.

Qingxuan was completely wrapped in it, and she had no power to fight back. She just felt that the sword energy was opening and closing in the haze, constantly hitting her body, leaving bloody wounds. She wanted to dodge, but found that her wrists and feet were There was a ring of glow around the ring, which actually imprisoned her.

"No...no...impossible!" Qingxuan shivered like chaff, felt warm blood splashing on her face, and screamed violently.

Lin Wan'er was able to achieve such a level, not because she had extraordinary talent, or had an innate advantage like Yuan Futu, it was completely the result of reluctance.If you are not crazy, you cannot survive. Only by throwing everything away, can you create miracles in the disparity in strength, but she has done this perfectly.

Looking at Qingxuan who was trapped in the Shenxia Sword Art, Lin Wan'er raised her left hand, slapped her fair cheek fiercely, and said: "When I entered the Daxuan Sword House, you withheld my pill. Medicine, and also united with other inner disciples to isolate me, and even talked about my right and wrong in Nangong Yuan, making everyone think that I am a vase that only shows off, and now I want you to pay the price!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of slaps had already been printed on Qingxuan's cheeks, she no longer had the energy to use her strength, and could only use her physical strength to swing her arms. Although the strength was not strong, it was absolutely unacceptable to Qingxuan. humiliation!

"enough!"

Suddenly, a voice came from a distant step, and at the same time, an incomparably powerful black sword light descended from the sky. Compared with the method of Qingxuan's three-legged cat, the dark energy contained in this sword light was absolutely inferior. It's a little bit of a big deal.

However, just when this sword light was about to attack Lin Wan'er, who was almost insane, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Xuan heavy sword, fearless sword intent!"

As soon as he makes a move, it is the strongest move. Yuan Futu knows that it is impossible to hold back when facing such a monster-level powerhouse. With this sword swing, the fearless sword intent of cutting all kinds of wastes is contained in the power of the earth. , transformed into a huge yellow sword shadow directly in front of him.

boom!

The two forces entangled in the void for a while, and suddenly exploded. Yuan Futu instantly felt the scattered destructive force, and his whole body was blown away.

"It's amazing, she hasn't displayed the Heaven and Earth Law of the Heavenly Glow Realm yet, just a random sword has such power, the Nether Xuanyin Sword is really extraordinary!" Yuan Futu barely steadied his body, only feeling that the sea of ​​primordial spirit in his body was in turmoil, A bloody arrow spurted out of his throat.

Nangong Qiushui stood in the air, his eyes were cold, and he said angrily: "How dare you stop me?!"

Yuan Futu held his heart that seemed to be torn apart, and said in a deep voice: "Wan'er is my sword servant, I will not let you hurt her."

"Do you know that I just need to move my finger to kill you, get out of the way!" Nangong Qiushui was worried that Qingxuan's primordial spirit sea would be damaged, which would hinder her future practice, and she was so impatient that she became angry .

Yuan Futu sneered and said, "I'm the same as you, the elder of Tianxuan Sword Sect, if you are brave enough, come and kill me!"

"You...!" Nangong Qiushui seemed to be furious.

"Stop all your hands." However, at this moment, a voice descended from the sky, which seemed to contain an incomparably great power, directly turning the cloud on the ring into nothingness.

Lin Wan'er watched the glow of the sky dissipate, she felt that she had no more strength in her body, and she didn't know how many times she had slapped Qingxuan before, but now she couldn't let go of her raised hand, the soles of her feet softened, and she fell to the ground. on the ground.

Qingxuan found that her hands and feet were no longer limited. Although she was injured all over her body, she still had the ability to kill a person. She was so angry that she immediately pointed like a sword and poked at Lin Wan'er who was lying on the ground, saying angrily: " Bitch, die for me!"

Suddenly, an old hand appeared out of nowhere and grabbed her wrist.

This hand was like iron tongs, Qingxuan felt that she could no longer move forward, raised her head, only to find that Jian Twelve was standing in front of her, his face was no longer benevolent, replaced by a solemn expression.

"Since he has fallen, this discussion of swords has come to an end."

The handprints on Qingxuan's face were as red as blood, and the anger in her heart almost burned through her internal organs. Lin Waner's humiliation towards her would be hard to wash away, but she was stopped by Jian Twelve when she was venting. Out of anger, his eyes suddenly went dark and he fell to the ground.

"Wan'er!" Yuan Futu ignored Nangong Qiushui, quickly came to Wan'er's side to lift her up, and shouted: "What's wrong with you, wake up!"

No one expected that this Sword Discussion Conference would develop into such a tragic result. Those disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to speak out.

At this moment, an old man dressed in white stepped onto the ring.

"Alchemy House sword master Wang Cannian see suzerain."

Jian Twelve looked dignified, waved his hand and said, "Look at the situation of these two children."

Wang Cannian nodded, then parted his two palms, and held the wrists of the two respectively. After a moment of silence, he first said to Nangong Qiushui: "Don't worry about Nangong Yuan, although her physical body is seriously injured, Yuanshenhai is not It hasn't been affected too much, but the real energy is exhausted, so I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in tomorrow's Sword Discussion Conference."

Hearing this, Nangong Qiushui calmed down a little, and said, "I don't intend to let her participate again. The Daxuan Sword House will end here at the Sword Discussion Conference."

Wang Cannian stuffed a elixir into Qingxuan's mouth, and said, "It only takes a few months of conditioning, and it will be back to normal."

Yuan Futu said anxiously: "How about Wan'er, you tell me!!"

Wang Cannian shook his head slightly, "The situation is not good, the dark element has eroded too deeply, and it has penetrated into the sea of ​​primordial spirit. When different kinds of true energy enter the body, there will be conflicts. In addition, she squanders the true energy regardless of her life. As a result, the natal pearl has been damaged now."

At this time, Shen Wuyu was shocked when he heard the injury, "If the natal pearl is damaged, it will never be cured, and there will be no hope of practicing in the future!"

If the natal bead is damaged, not to mention the problem of deriving the true essence, the brand of the primordial spirit imprinted on the natal bead will be directly destroyed, and it will never be restored to its original state.

"How...how did this happen?" Yuan Futu sat down on the ground.

Wang Cannian took out an unknown red pill from the elixir and stuffed it into Lin Wan'er's mouth, saying, "I gave her the 'Dragon Blood Pill', so that there is no need to worry about her life, it's just the follow-up training..."

Having said that, he sighed with regret.