The strongest head exchange system

Chapter 122
Two flying swords came one after another, not only as simple as it seems, but also controlled by spiritual consciousness and sword intent.

Against opponents with low cultivation bases, the sword moves of the Sanyuan Sword School have an overwhelming advantage. Even monks of the same level are hard to defend against for the first time.

The second flying sword dragged a red-yellow streamer and shot at Yan Xu's head at a strange angle.

Yan Xu's evasive movements were already very fast, but the flying sword drew an arc and followed Yan Xu's figure, as if locking Yan Xu firmly, always attacking the vital point.

At this time, Yan Xu's spirit was highly concentrated, as if the world in his eyes was only this flying sword, and he tried his best to adjust his body position, but all these dodging movements were in vain, he could only watch the flying sword slash towards his head and neck without any deviation.

"Since you can't hide, then take it hard!"

Yan Xu immediately changed his tactics, his body suddenly stopped, his feet stood firm, he held the Bengyue sword horizontally, and used its wide sword body to protect him in front of him.

Inspired by Yan Xu's strong mana, Beng Yuejian burst into bright yellow light, and An Xunli sent out these two flying swords to meet him.

An Xunli raised the corner of his mouth, showing a triumphant smile, and drew a few formulas with his fingers, which once again increased the power of the Chihuang Feijian.

There was a sharp sound of gold and iron comparing each other, and the radiance of the two swords dimmed. Immediately afterwards, the red and yellow flying sword flipped back and flew back by the huge recoil generated by the collision.

Yan Xu held the Bengyue sword horizontally and stepped back a few steps, his hands were numb from the shock, and then looked at the Bengyue sword in his hand, there were circles of cracks spreading outward on the sword body, and the light emitted was no longer as bright as before.

The Chihuang Feijian bounced back in the direction it came from, An Xunli made another spell, pointed at the Feijian and shouted: "Sure!"

The flying sword immediately stopped in mid-air, and then slowly flew back to An Xunli's side with the guidance of his spiritual consciousness, and flew around nimbly without any damage.

An Xunli's red-yellow flying sword is at least a top-grade magic weapon, whether it is hard or sharp, it is better than the Bengyue sword in Yan Xu's hand, which caused cracks in the Bengyue sword.

It was too late to check the extent of the damage of the Bengyue sword, Yan Xu felt a burst of sword intent coming from behind him, and it turned out to be the previous Chibai flying sword, which drew a large arc and turned back.

Immediately, Yan Xu once again fell into the previous passivity.

The first sword forced him to dodge, the second sword locked the opening and attacked quickly, the two swords went back and forth in a cycle, and the sword intent was endless, making it hard to guard against.

Moreover, this time it is more difficult to guard against!
The first flying sword came from the back, no matter whether you choose to block or avoid it, it is difficult to deal with it, and the second sword is even more troublesome to deal with.

"The sword art of the Sanyuan Sword School is really powerful. Two flying swords are overwhelming. If three flying swords are used, what kind of power would it be?" Yan Xu couldn't help but lamented the opponent's skill in controlling swords, while calmly thinking about countermeasures .

Although Yan Xu's magic weapon is also a sword, it is a thick and sharp sword, not as fast and flexible as a flying sword, let alone complete sword formulas and sword moves, so its power is naturally comparable.

"If you keep dodging, you will only become more and more passive!" Yan Xu frowned, turned his body backwards, and at the same time swung the Bengyue sword across a semicircle, facing the Chibai flying sword that was shooting.

This sword concentrated all of Yan Xu's energy, and the tip of Bengyue sword collided with Chibai Feijian without any deviation.

An Xunli's two flying swords are of different grades, the Chihuang Feijian is a top-grade magic weapon, and the Chibai Flying Sword and Bengyue Sword are both top-grade magic weapons.

The two swords collided with each other, and another burst of sword light shone on the Bengyue sword. The cracked sword body could no longer bear it, and it collapsed immediately, leaving only half of the broken sword in Yan Xu's hand.

Affected by the impact, Chibai Feijian's speed dropped sharply, almost falling to the ground.

The two flying swords also collided with the Bengyue sword, and different grades showed different results.

Yan Xu was very close to the Chibai Feijian, and before An Xunli could react, he leapt forward and snatched it in his hand.

One of the two flying swords was caught by Yan Xu, no matter how much An Xunli followed up, it would be difficult to use it.

"Looking for death!" Seeing this, An Xunli was not in a hurry, he raised his beard and said with a sinister smile, "You want to catch my Chixia Baiwu Sword!?"

After finishing speaking, An Xunli and his hands moved towards Yan Xu, wanting to recall the Chixia Baiwu Sword.

The Chixia Baiwu sword trembled violently a few times, but it never struggled out, and was firmly held down by Yan Xu's blood-red hands.

"Evil door!" An Xunli played several spells in succession, but it still didn't work at all, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

In terms of cultivation, Yan Xu's Qi refining eighth level is more than a star and a half behind An Xunli; in terms of Taoism, Yan Xu has no advantage at all.

Only the strength of this physical body, Yan Xu is definitely far beyond Qi Refining Dzogchen, comparable to a monk in the Foundation Establishment period.

At this time, Yan Xu's hands were completely crystallized with blood, and his strength was at least several thousand catties. No matter how hard he struggled, the Chixia Baiwu Sword was still firmly pressed down.

After confirming that the Chixia Baiwu Sword could not be recalled, An Xunli was stunned and wondered: "Which cultivator is this? Nan'an doesn't have a special body training school. Could it be from Dingzhou City!?"

Thinking of this, An Xunli became nervous: "If it is really a monk sent by Dingzhou City, it will be a trouble."

According to the original plan of Jiang Tianxiong, the head of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, he should not attack Huang Yaogu until after the sect discussion meeting.

Unexpectedly, the plan suddenly changed, and they acted three months in advance. It is said that Dingzhou City and even Qingyang City will send monks to Nan'an to inspect, including supervising the sect discussion conference.

Just in case it was too late, the Sanyuan Sword Sect raided Huangyao Valley last night while Ye Nong was refining alchemy.

"Who the hell are you? Don't think that you can escape this catastrophe by capturing Feijian!" The more An Xunli thought about this possibility, the greater the possibility. There is no other sect in Nan'an who dares to fight with the Sanyuan Sword Party, only foreigners Cultivator, these words no longer seem so confident.

Yan Xu smiled and said: "You can guess, and if you guess correctly, I may tell you."

Taking advantage of the other party's topic, Yan Xu played tricks and bought time to try to erase the spiritual sense in the Chixia Baiwu Sword.

As long as the spiritual awareness of the magic weapon is erased, its owner will lose control, and it will not be able to exert any effect until it is refined again.

While talking to distract An Xunli's attention, Yan Xu clenched his hands even tighter, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it little by little.

"Could it be the Qingyang City Immortal Mansion Alliance?" An Xunli just said it, but suddenly his face changed, and he shouted: "How dare you! How dare you wipe my Chixia Baiwu sword's spiritual sense, I will die!"

Aware of Yan Xu's small movements, An Xunli didn't bother to pry his tongue, and the red-yellow flying sword 'Chilian Xuanhuang Sword' hanging beside him shot with a whistling sound, wishing to kill Yan Xu immediately.

An Xunli almost spent all his possessions for the top-grade magic weapon 'Chilian Xuanhuang Sword' and the top-grade magic weapon 'Chixia White Mist Sword'.

Throwing away any handle would cut his heart, no wonder he was so anxious, this move almost poured all the mana into his body.

The Chilian Xuanhuang sword was coming fiercely, but without another sword to restrain him, Yan Xu lost the feeling of difficulty before, but he didn't hide. He raised the flying sword in his hand and wanted to repeat the old trick, and once again, the tip of the sword faced the tip of the sword.

In fact, Yan Xu wasn't sure enough to block the Chilian Xuanhuang Sword. This is a top-quality magic weapon, and no matter how good his physical body is, he shouldn't take it easily.

What Yan Xu really gambled on was that An Xunli did not dare to confront the tough.

Once the two swords collide, Chixia Baiwujian will definitely end up with the same result as Bengyuejian.Anyway, these two swords belong to An Xunli now, so Yan Xu won't feel bad at all.

Sure enough, seeing that the situation was not right, An Xunli held his breath and turned the direction of the Chilian Xuanhuangjian, but Yan Xu easily dodged it and flew past his cheek.

This sword, An Xunli originally used [-]% of his mana, but he interrupted the move abruptly, and the mana in his body suddenly rolled and his dantian became disordered.

Taking advantage of the interval between An Xunli's breath adjustment, Yan Xu did not hesitate to make a flash, and seized the opportunity to call out the hidden cloud sword to escape.

　The second update!Today's annual meeting is relatively busy, and the number of words is slightly less, everyone understands!Thank you!
　　
　
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