After the ascent failed

Chapter 467

The old man surnamed Yan, Gu Ling and the others only heard a loud bang, and then the sky was filled with shattered light, and a figure flew out of it like an arched prawn.

The robe on Jin Xuan's upper body exploded, and he lay prone on the ground with his legs spread wide, a round furnace-shaped magic weapon in his hand pierced through a sword hole, and it was crumbling.

It seems that his life was saved because of this treasure.

But judging by the appearance of this furnace that has completely lost its spirituality, it is obvious that it has become a waste product.

All the monks present, including Daoist Xingxiu, changed their faces when they saw this scene.

Although Jin Xuan is not the strongest person in the Luoyan Sect, he is a genuine Golden Core cultivator, and there are no more than ten people in the Northern Territory who can knock him into the air with one blow.

What is the origin of this young man, so terrifying?
"I am going to kill you!"

Jin Xuan got up staggeringly, his face was covered with dirt, and several teeth were broken by the sword energy.

This is the greatest humiliation he has received in his many years of cultivation.

The person on the opposite side looks young, but he is so embarrassed, how can he bear this tone?
Jin Xuan looked at the broken round furnace in his hand. This furnace is a high-level innate spiritual treasure with extremely strong defensive power. He got it at a great price, and now it has been smashed into waste by Ye Xiaobao's sword , there is no possibility of repair.

"Boy, no matter what your background is, I will tear you to pieces today!"

Jin Xuan had a murderous look on his face. He threw away the round furnace with one hand and quickly made a tactic. Green smoke filled the surroundings. Driven by his magic power, he turned into cold and sharp blades, and his hair emitted a cold and dead light.

"Wind spell!"

Jin Xuan shouted loudly, and slapped the Fa Jue on the ground, the ground rumbled, and the blades all took off, hovering and flashing in the void, wherever they went, it was like a strong wind sweeping fallen leaves, and everything around them was shattered.

This wind spell is Luoyanzong's profound wind attribute secret technique. Each wind blade is comparable to an innate spiritual treasure, and its power is astonishing. With this technique, it is not afraid to fight Jinxuan of the same level.

Everyone looked up, only to see the aura flickering, the cold wind paved the surface, and they couldn't open their eyes at all. With Ye Chunyang as the center, the ground within a few feet was cracked, and countless narrow and long cracks were opened.

"This is the strength of the Jindan powerhouse!"

Yang Tiefeng and the others were frightened.

This kind of power can be called earth-shaking, without forming a golden core, it is difficult to understand the strength of this realm, with Jin Xuan's strike, even if the three of them join hands, they will only end up being torn apart.

Zhou Xing was quite calm. His family had Jindan experts in command, and he had some understanding of the strength of Jindan monks, but under the terrifying pressure of the wind spell, he couldn't help but tremble.

Bao Ting was even worse, he was directly stunned by the aftermath when Jin Xuan made a move.

"This Jinxuan's supernatural magic power is somewhat like a long shadow of Jinyi." Daoist Xingxiu nodded secretly.

Originally, he didn't look straight at Jin Xuan, but now he can't help but re-examine.

But when he looked at the young man sitting motionless on the rock wall, he felt something strange in his heart.

Although the confrontation between the two was only for a short moment, the young man's sword just now was too amazing. Daoist Xingxiu had a premonition that if it wasn't for Jin Xuan's magic weapon to resist, he might have been killed by the sword.

Under everyone's attention, the overwhelming wind blades had already appeared above Ye Xiaobao, filled with a murderous aura, so powerful, I am afraid that even Jindan Xiaocheng monks of the same level may not be able to catch it.

"Forcing Jin Xuan to use all the wind spells, this kid is quite capable." The old man surnamed Yan said with a frown.

"Unfortunately, he is going to die." Gu Ling smiled and shook his head.

The two didn't make a move, because the power of Jin Xuan's spell was enough to kill the young man.

But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

Under the cover of the wind blade, the young man was like a rock, without moving a muscle, then gently stretched out a palm, and slapped it from the air.

"Boom!"

The void shook, the mountain trembled, and the surrounding aura followed the palm of the young man, boiling like a tide, and turned into a handprint tens of feet wide covering the air, and grabbed it fiercely in the wind blade.

Bursts of roaring sounded again and again, and the wind blade in mid-air was instantly crushed, turning into a virtual light and flying around, before disappearing without a trace.

However, the palm prints kept going, after the blow shattered all the wind blades, they slapped in the air, and there were ten thousand heavy mountains, which slammed on Jin Xuan's body.

The eyes of the old man surnamed Yan almost burst open.

They clearly felt how terrifying the magic power contained in this palm print was. Jin Xuan didn't even have the slightest strength to resist. His feet were directly slapped three inches into the ground, and his muscles and bones cracked, making everyone's heart palpitate.

Jin Xuan let out a roar, and a brilliance rushed out of his body, and then he saw a strangely shaped jagged short blade whizzing up, which was obviously his magic weapon.

"唰唰唰" several urgent sounds came out, the short sawtooth blade hovered in the void, and slashed on the giant palm a few times, even forcing it back for a few minutes.

"Humph!"

There was a soft hum from the front, Ye Xiaobao didn't even look at Jin Xuan, and pressed backhand.

"boom!"

The short blade shook violently and was pressed back into Jin Xuan's body on the spot.

"Old Yan, Gu Ling, you guys still don't make a move..."

Jin Xuan's eyes were wide open, and just halfway through speaking, he was photographed directly into the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The corners of the eyes of the two old men surnamed Yan twitched wildly.

Jin Xuan's cultivation base was not inferior to them, but he was easily suppressed by this young man, and it could be seen that the young man was able to do his job with ease, he didn't try his best at all, and he didn't even move his body a little bit.

Yang Tiefeng, Qi Yunsheng, and Zhou Xing couldn't believe it.

The strength of the opponent was far beyond what they had imagined. If they made a move just now, they couldn't imagine what would happen.

"It seems that we really underestimated you." The old man surnamed Yan took a step forward and said: "If you dare to ask your name, I still have some eyes for asking yourself, but it seems that I have never seen you in the Northern Territory."

Ye Xiaobao didn't answer indifferently.

The old man surnamed Yan's complexion sank.

The other party is very arrogant.

"Your Excellency is only here for the ancient mine. If you take the initiative to give way, you can take a share of the ancient mine, and we will share the rest. I don't know what you want?" the old man surnamed Yan said lightly.

"Shh!"

A ray of silver blossoms fell, the old man surnamed Yan's face turned serious, he couldn't help but take three steps back, and when he saw the flying sword in the young man's hand stuck in the ground again, his expression was indifferent.

That meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Those who surpass this sword will die!

"We have given you a chance, don't be ungrateful!"

The old man surnamed Yan was angry.

Ye Xiaobao's move is undoubtedly blatant contempt.

The young man on the opposite side still didn't answer.

"Brother Yan, why bother to talk too much, you and I will work together to destroy him." Gu Ling's face also turned cold.

He stood up coldly and said, "If he wants to monopolize the ancient mine, he has to pay with his life."

After saying those words, Gu Ling clasped his hands together, and a spiritual light burst out in front of him, and a giant knife several feet long appeared, with a strong wind blowing on the blade, and the cold air was oppressive.

The old man surnamed Yan also had a gloomy and cold face. He urged the formula with one hand, and brilliance burst out of his body. One hundred and eight banners of light flew up in the air, circling in a rustle, gushing out a domineering hurricane, sweeping all directions and ten poles.

"Go!"

The two jumped up almost at the same time, and the light flags and giant knives rushed forward in unison.

Dazzling brilliance soared into the sky, and the two golden core monks shot together, almost as if the sky had collapsed, one hundred and eight light flags flashed over Ye Xiaobao first, and swept down, the surrounding rock walls were instantly cut to pieces .

Gu Ling wiped the giant knife with his palm, the blade shone with brilliance, swelled in the wind, and slashed at Ye Xiaobao face to face like tearing apart the sky and the earth.

An ear-shattering roar came, and Yang Tiefeng and the others felt their eardrums humming endlessly as if they were being torn.

Looking up, I saw that the rock wall was shattered, and the light was soaring into the sky. The young man sitting in it was submerged in the brilliance, without the slightest breath coming out.

The three of Yang Tiefeng were horrified, they didn't dare to get close to the battle circle, and hurriedly retreated.

Such high-level fighting techniques are too terrifying, and a single ray of aftermath may seriously injure them and partially disable them.

Master Xingxiu stood on the spot, waved his whisk calmly, and a light curtain covered it, and the aftermath of the three's fight fell on it and dissipated.

He didn't pay attention to the fighting in the field, but examined the mountains here with great interest. If the real ancient mine exists, it will also have a great effect on improving his cultivation base.

But just as Daoist Xingxiu was silently investigating, his gaze suddenly became fixed.

There was a violent thunderclap in the sky, and countless lightning bolts fell from the sky, turning into flying swords hovering around the rock wall, shining brightly under the sunlight.

"What kind of sword array is this, so amazing?"

Master Xingxiu's eyelids twitched wildly.

The Thunder Sword Formation that appeared made him feel palpitations. This kind of power is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Master Xingxiu subconsciously wanted to remind him, but the next moment he saw dense flying swords slashing past the one hundred and eight banners of the old man surnamed Yan.

"how is this possible!"

The old man surnamed Yan was terrified.

His rank of one hundred and eight Taos is not weaker than that of Jinxuan's round furnace. He once strangled a monk of the same level as him at the Golden Core Realm Xiaocheng. At this moment, he was smashed to pieces by Ye Xiaobao with a sword. .

At this time, the young man sitting on the rock wall still didn't move a little bit. After raising his hand and making a volley, 81 flying swords gathered in one place and turned into a giant sword holding the sky in his hand. The sword light covered all directions.

The long sword cut across the sky!
"boom!"

The sword energy erupted like a volcano, and the thunder light directly pressed against the sky, hitting Gu Ling's giant knife brazenly.

The 81 giant swords incorporated with the essence of the scorching sun were almost as powerful as a heavenly spiritual treasure under the blessing of sunlight. Gu Ling's giant sword didn't even have a chance to approach Ye Xiaobao, it turned into powder and dissipated on the spot.

"Pfft"!
Gu Ling's body flew tens of feet away, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he couldn't breathe.

The faces of Yang Tiefeng and the three of them instantly turned stagnant.

These two are masters at the Jindan Realm.

What kind of strength is it to smash the one hundred and eight banners of the old man surnamed Yan with one hand, and at the same time to attack and kill Gu Ling with the sword?

Seeing that Gu Ling was half dead by a sword, the old man surnamed Yan almost lost his soul, deeply aware of the horror in front of him.

Before he had time to think about it, he flew back with a broken light flag.

Suddenly, a shining silver sword fell from the sky, locking onto his body and blasting down!

The old man surnamed Yan opened his eyes wide, and his heart was overwhelmed by fear.

"Brother Xingxiu, save me!"

(End of this chapter)