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Chapter 169: It's Not What It Used To Be


Nan Lan's face was full of disbelief.

He looked at the empty half of his body below and the raging flames.

He only had time to choke out a cry and scream before it turned into a ball of violently burning charcoal. : In his mind, he felt extremely regretful in an instant: Although his physical qualifications are not superior, he has cultivated to the Yuan Dan realm.

In the future, he can also live a comfortable life for hundreds of years.

If there is a chance, he will never be able to do it again.

Climb up and enter the Nascent Soul Realm.

Little did he know that today, here, he was killed by a shèri fire cannon, and hundreds of years of practice were wiped out.

How could he not let his regrets rest in peace?

In his last remaining thoughts, he was full of hatred: Great Elder, you must avenge me and say this.

He was not the only one outside Qingling Island, including disciples from Xuanji Sect, Scarlet Blood Alliance and many other sects.

Qingling Island has deliberately enhanced its long-range strike capabilities over the years and purchased several new shèri fire blunderbuss, giving it double-digit strong firepower.

In addition to the shèri fire cannons, the talisman towers at close range are so dense that it makes people feel angry when they see them.

Those disciples of various sects and sects who deliberately crossed the line and wanted to take advantage of the attack by the monks with unknown intentions and cause chaos, were lucky enough to escape the attack of shèri's fire blunderbuss, and the dense sword energy and arrows that followed.

The "rain curtain" formed can also be easily shot down, not to mention subsequent lightning ice shuttles and other follow-up objects.

In just a few breaths of time, none of the hundreds of monks who deliberately invaded regardless of the Qingling Sect's advice returned alive.

They all died with hatred and turned into swirling blood mist.

These are the prelude to the fighting outside the island.

It's more like a small episode, the elite of Qingling Island.

The main battlefield is the pursuit of those unknown monks who have risen up in rebellion.

Among them, a blond monk with a small white beast and Gongsun's famous sword are the sharpest.

Even the ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun cannot withstand most of their moves.

Facing them, except for the pure Yuan Yuan who escapes, Baby, there is no choice.

Otherwise, you will only end up dead.

Especially the Gongsun Mingjian, which was only an intermediate level of Nascent Soul cultivation, was actually so sharp that it could kill a Nascent Soul Lord and seriously injure another in just ten breaths of time.

Seven or eight Daoist Yuan Dan could not even block his sword.

It is truly majestic to the extreme, powerful and free-spirited, invincible.

The glory of the sword cultivator is vividly displayed at this time: with just one sword, the world is vast. but.

He soon met his match Hei Liyun Zhenyi In the past, the Black Dragon Gate was responsible for guarding the Zhenyi Grandmaster here.

"Good Sword" Hei Liyun is covered with golden light, and in mid-air, his figure changes between blur and clarity, a bit of a mixture of reality and reality.

However, his stature is compared to ordinary people.

He has lost a lot of weight and is comparable to a young boy who has just grown.

Gongsun Mingjian did not respond to the other party.

Instead, he calmed down, his sword heart rose, and his energy level reached its highest level in an instant.

The raging sword energy burst out, competing with the terrifying pressure released by Hei Liyun, making the void within a thousand feet tremble.

Layers of void waves continued to surge, and the momentum was extremely scary.

The opponent escaped from the golden body of Yuan Shen, and his magical powers were far beyond ordinary.

Gongsun Mingjian fought with him, and he had little chance of winning, so he had to go all out in an instant.

Hei Liyun didn't expect that the opponent was only an intermediate level Nascent Soul.

Even though he deliberately unleashed all the pressure, he still remained calm and stable.

"Yes, you are indeed the most dazzling sword cultivator in the Nanfeng Sea Region in recent years.

There are many talents in the Nanjian Sect.

Apart from Nan Yunlan, it is really difficult to find another one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you."

Hei Liyun narrowed his eyes and continued.

And said loudly, the sound shook the whole country.

Although there was emotion in his words, there was an off-topic meaning, and he was deliberately saying it to Nan Tian and others.

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However, at this time, Nan Tian was mostly focused on the battle in Chuhe, and did not react much to what he deliberately said.

On the contrary, Nan Lin beside him almost jumped up: "You black pimple, how dare you Look down on our Nanjian Sect, there is not one outstanding swordsman in the Nascent Soul Realm of our sect, not even a hundred but eighty, who can surpass this kid, at least ten or more."

Seeing that he was about to come forward to argue, Xuan Lin repeatedly asked him to calm down, and then replied with his magical power of music: "If Hei Liyun Zhenyi has the ability, he must first pass the test of Gongsun Zhenjun, and then talk about it If it’s not the Nanjian sect, it’s not too late.”

Xuan Lin's words were filled with a lot of personal emotions, and the disdain and contempt in them were revealed, causing Hei Liyun's face to change in an instant.

An old fox is an old fox.

Hei Liyun was about to come back, so he had no choice but to fight Gongsun Mingjian first to rectify his reputation.

However, Xuan Lin and others could no longer sit still any longer.

Except for Xuan Xiaotian, they all stood up and looked at Qingling Island.

Even Nan Lin started to curse again.

The Qingling Sect's artillery fire was all open, and those monks who deliberately crossed the line were all killed, and not even their whole bodies could be left behind.

The slaps in the face made a "snap" sound.

Although there was something wrong first, I never thought that Qingling Sect would be so ruthless and merciless, just killing everything.

"Bastard" Nan Tian breathed a sigh of relief from his chest to his throat, and almost cursed: In just one impact, Nanjian Sect lost five or six Yuan Dan Daoists and several Xiantian realm monks.

It was so cruel to him.

A knife was stabbed into his body, which was very painful.

"These bastards are so ruthless regardless of friendship, senior brother, why don't we surround them together and kill them before we start."

There were flames in Nanlin's eyes, and his face was filled with a fierce expression.

He is unscrupulous in his life, and although he sometimes lacks strategy and stability and is a little impetuous, he is warlike and it is not unusual to ask for instructions to join the war at this time.

"Look, fellow Taoist Nantian."

Xuan Lin looked at Xuan Xiaotian and saw that he was still watching the battle between Chu He and Chi Xue with interest.

Then he turned to Nantian and asked.

In the Qingling Sect's artillery fire, the Xuanji Sect also lost two Yuandan masters, which made him feel a little sad.

However, Nanjian Sect should take the lead in this matter, including Xuanji Sect He Ying, so he was the one who asked Nan Tian for his opinion.

Qingling Sect is no better than before.

Now it has the fighting power of two souls.

It has become like a hedgehog.

If it wants to bite, it has to suffer the same unbearable pain.

This price is unusual and requires Be cautious.

Especially those who have reached the Yuanshen realm and can see the threshold of immortality, they must be more cautious about some disputes between the same level that do not hurt the fundamentals of morale and face.

However, due to the interests of the huge forces behind them, they cannot avoid these two points and must respond.

Otherwise, it will sometimes lead to unpredictable consequences, and then let the anger from above rise, which they are not willing to bear. of.

How could Nan Tian not know the meaning of his question?

He sneered in his heart: Do you want our Nanjian faction to take the lead and quarrel with the Qingling sect?

It's a good plan.

Now the man named Chu can compete with the black-winged bat king, that is, Qing Lingzong.

The Ling Sect now has the fighting power of two great souls.

If our Nanjian Sect fights it to the death, it will really fulfill the wishes of your Xuanji Sect.

The use and wear of civilian clothing for high-level combat power training has always been a matter of great caution for those in power.

Even if they lose ten Nascent Soul Lords, they don’t want to lose one Yuanshen True One.

Likewise, even if ten True Lord Yuandan died, Nantian did not want to lose one True Lord Yuanying.

If he was willing to fight to the death with the Qingling Sect for the sake of a few Yuandan masters, Nantian would not be so stupid, even if he added the measure of face and morale.

For a time, Nantian was also in a difficult situation: he had previously ordered those disciples to test the bottom line of Qingling Sect, which seemed to be a good move that could both advance and retreat.

However, under the fierce and reckless power of Chu He, it immediately turned into a bad move.

He dared to fight against many powerful forces at all costs, or even besieged by all forces, but he didn't care.

This made Nan Tian and others hesitate.

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Madmen are always feared by people, and madmen whose combat power reaches the Yuan Shen realm are enough to give Nan Tian and others a headache: to regain their face, they must fight to the death, otherwise, their disciples will definitely complain about them, and their morale will be reduced.

The sudden drop affects unity.

Next time I want them to do things, I'm afraid they won't work as hard as they did today.

A vicious lunatic who is afraid of playing tricks against common sense will give him the power to break the situation and turn it into an unbearable situation no matter how elaborate the plan is in front of him.

There was a sense of confusion in Nan Tian's mind, and there was also a hint of excitement mixed in it: he was encouraged to fight and wipe out the Qing Ling Sect in the Nanfeng Sea to solve this disaster.

Soon, he suppressed this strange excitement and said: "Do you have confidence, fellow Taoist Xuanlin?"

Xuan Lin didn't reply to his words, but looked straight at the battle in the distance.

Nan Tian focused his attention again, but he broke into a cold sweat.

There, Crimson Blood Shinichi was retreating steadily, unable to stop Chu He's attack at all.

No matter how strong the Crimson Blood Domain was, under the violent roll of Chu He's Ten Thousand Feathers Magic Box, it was like thin ice that had been exposed to the scorching sun, melting away.

The speed is astonishing.

In just a moment of confusion, he gained the upper hand.

Moreover, it seemed that he had not yet used the proud method of fighting the Black-winged Bat King.

He only relied on the Magic Box of Ten Thousand Feathers.

I remembered what Uncle Nan Fengxing said by chance: "That monk named Chu will definitely be no worse than you in the art of swordsmanship in the future."

The Magic Box of Ten Thousand Feathers, the extremely potential Cold Flame Sword Intention, the unknown Fire Wheel, and the strange pair of wind wings that can hurt Lingbao.

What kind of amazing powers does this guy have?

At this moment, the balance in Nan Tian's heart tilted a lot: if he took action, it would definitely be a bet with little chance of winning. unless His eyes turned to Xuan Xiaotian, who was still sitting cross-legged and watching the battle leisurely.

There is no doubt that if it is possible to stop Chu He and the old Taoist, it is this master who is at the upper level of the Yuanshen Realm.

Xuan Xiaotian seemed to sense the meaning in his eyes, still smiling, but did not speak, but cast his eyes on Xuan Lin.

All his decisions still need to be made by the highest authority of Xuanji Sect here

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