Fantasy: Unlimited Leveling From The Cultivator

With Nalan Qiongyu's hand seals, a purple sword ray stretching hundreds of feet vertically and horizontally, with a strong sword intent condensed in it.

This sword contained a fifth-level Sword intent. Disciples watching from a distance only felt that their souls were cut by the Sword intent, and the sword on their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing Nalan Qiongyu's attack, instead of being afraid, Wang Xukong became excited: "Okay, I finally made a move, let you see how powerful I am."

Wang Xukong took a step forward, his body glowed brightly, his hair fluttered like gold, his hands condensed a round of sun, and he pushed it out with a bang.

With this move, the Sword intent was instantly shattered!

Wang Xukong took another step, and the void was startled: "Let you taste my 'Son of Heaven Fist!'"

hum~

At this moment, a terrifying Artistic Conception emanated from Wang Xukong's body. He seemed to be transformed into an emperor, and with a punch, endless bright yellow rays of light burst out of the air.

There seemed to be the shadow of an emperor in the bright yellow light, and under the powerful aura of imperialism, everyone couldn't help but submit.

The disciples of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect felt the power of this punch and were all shocked.

"Is this the Divine Fist of the Son of Heaven that Wang Xukong is famous for? It is said that he has used this Fist Technique to kill countless enemies. Once the Fist Technique is used, all spirits will surrender!"

"So strong, I have a feeling that I want to surrender, Senior Sister Nalan is in danger."

In mid-air, feeling the power to make people surrender, Nalan Qiongyu took a deep breath, she made a hand seals suddenly, her hands changed.

"Xuantian Sword intent—Jiuxiao!"

Purple's sword suddenly became ethereal, and the purple light on the sword disappeared, replaced by a sense of being out of the world and refined, it felt like a cloud in the sky.

puff!

The cloud hit it, white and yellow light flashed alternately, and finally the yellow light overwhelmed the white light, and the bright yellow domineering fist continued to attack Nalan Qiongyu.

"Xuantian Sword intent—Han Gong!"

Purple Sword Ray trembled, turned around and continued to strike at the bright yellow fist.

This sword carried an incomparably cold aura, just like the Guanghan Palace of Nine Heavens descending on the world, with a carefree aura in the cold.

With a flash of white light, the two attacks were annihilated at the same time.

But in this fight, it was obvious that Nalan Qiongyu was at a disadvantage. Wang Xukong just hit casually, but Nalan Qiongyu sent out two moves of fifth-order Sword Intent. After sending out these two moves of Sword Intent.

"Okay, okay!" Wang Xukong laughed and applauded: "If you can take my blow, you can already rank above thirty among the sixty-eight people I defeated."

After finishing speaking, he moved his body, boom, boom! He hit seven or eight punches in a row, and he shot all of these seven or eight punches with ease.

But the domineering meaning contained in that blazing bright yellow light is extremely terrifying.

Nalan Qiongyu manipulated the purple sword to receive these attacks with all her strength, her figure was like a butterfly in the rain, she was beautiful and sad.

After receiving these seven or eight attacks, Nalan Qiongyu was already dripping with sweat, and her body was even more embarrassing.

"Senior Sister Nalan!" Many disciples saw that something was wrong and became worried, Xue Wuyi's indifferent expression also became serious, ready to rescue Nalan Qiongyu at any time.

"If you can take my second attack, you will be ranked in the top 20 of my defeated opponents!" Wang Xukong said calmly. He didn't expect that the weak-looking woman in front of him would be able to take his second attack. .

"Now try my third strike!" After saying this, Wang Xukong's face shook.

He took another step forward, and everyone felt their hearts sink, as if a mountain was pressing on their hearts.

"The second form of the Divine Fist of the Son of Heaven—Follow the Order of Heaven!"

boom!

Wang Xukong slammed out a punch, this punch seemed to be the emperor's decree, and the mighty yellow light made people have no intention of resisting.

Everyone on the ground had an urge to lie on the ground and shout long live.

With one punch, the yellow light flooded Nalan Qiongyu, and the light dissipated, Nalan Qiongyu was still standing in the void, but she was already extremely miserable, with blood on the corners of her mouth and arms.

The Purple Sword Ray in front of him dimmed and kept trembling.

Nalan Qiongyu's figure was on the verge of falling, and anyone who looked at him knew that he would not last long.

"If you can take my third move without falling, you can already rank in the top ten of my defeated opponents." Wang Xukong said with some admiration, but the words he said were full of arrogance.

"If I'm not mistaken, your sword just now has a hint of the way of the sword, and if you continue to practice hard, you may touch the way of the sword.

"And your current Cultivation Base is only Soul Slayer Seventh Stage, so powerful that you can take over my three attacks, the sword heart is clear and the Dao body is really not to be underestimated."

Wang Xukong's words were full of appreciation.

Nalan Qiongyu's face was pale, her eyes were firm, and her right hand was holding the long sword tightly, like a small flower that was blown by the wind and rain.

"You are indeed very powerful!" Nalan Qiongyu admitted after taking a deep breath

"Since you know that I have the strength, obediently hand over the purple sword you used, so as not to save me from continuing." Wang Xukong said lightly

"Yes, but you have to step over my corpse!" Nalan Qiongyu said coldly, her body shook for a while, and blood was soaked again.

"Then it seems that I must continue to attack. All of you so-called geniuses have a problem, that is, you can't recognize the situation clearly." Wang Xukong's eyes flickered coldly, and he wanted to attack

"Wang Xukong, presumptuous!"

"you dare?"

"stop!"

The Elders of Nine Heavens Sword Sect Wang Dao Realm were all enraged, and the aura on their bodies locked onto Wang Kongkong like a deep sea.

Being oppressed by that terrifying aura, Wang Xukong looked relaxed as if a breeze was blowing on his face, and said mockingly, "What? Do you Elders of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect want to bully the small with the big?"

Behind Wang Xukong, there was also a powerful aura on the Gold building boat, which immediately confronted the aura of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect Elders, and one person against everyone did not lose the wind in the slightest.

Nine Heavens Sword Sect Elders all changed their complexions, only Sect Leader Xue Wuyi's complexion remained unchanged, his expression was indifferent,

Wang Xukong took the opportunity to say to Nalan Qiongyu: "Hand over your weapon quickly, otherwise, I'm going to kill you!"

There was a cold light in his eyes, and there was really murderous intent rising, lawless and tyrannical.

Nalan Qiongyu gripped the sword tightly, this sword was her family's ancestral sword, it was used by Xuanzu Nalan Mieshen, since she was eating, sleeping and walking, this sword was always with her.

As she said, whoever wanted her sword had to step over her dead body.

Nalan Qiongyu took a deep breath, the Spiritual Qi in his body circulated rapidly, the Sword intent rose, and the battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out.

Just then, a voice came.

"If you want her sword, pass me first!"

A figure in white clothes stood in front of Nalan Qiongyu, and the fluttering white clothes seemed to be going home with the wind.

Hearing this voice, Nalan Qiongyu's body shook: "Brother Ye Mo"

Ye Mo turned his head and smiled brightly, and then the cold light shot towards Wang Kongkong who was a little startled on the opposite side.

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