"Slash!"

A Supreme Elder shouted, pinched the sword technique in his hand, the flying sword turned into shape, and countless blue sword lights like pine needles shot towards Murong Xianxian like a storm.

Seeing this, the others also took action and killed Murong Xianxian.

"Qiansong outside the clouds, fix the soul and destroy the soul!" the Supreme Elder let out a long roar, and the sword technique in his hand changed again.

The blue light converged into clusters of pine leaves, dancing wildly with the wind, and the whistling sound was like a pine wave, flying towards Murong Xianxian...... This is a trace of the understanding that the Supreme Elder got from listening to Tao's sword intent, and it was fused with the sword technique he had cultivated, and the swordsmanship he had practiced. This style of swordsmanship was very powerful, and he wanted to use his sword qi to break through Murong Xianxian's defenses and directly attack her Yuan Shen, thus creating favorable conditions for the attacks of other monks.

"The light of fireflies, how can it compete with the sun and the moon?!"

The corners of Murong Xian's mouth curled slightly, his mouth snorted lightly, and the index finger of his right hand was drawn, and he once again displayed the sword intent of Tingtao...... That Supreme Elder was just the surface of comprehending a trace of sword intent, but what she got was the entire sword intent, no matter how strong the opponent's strength was, it would have an innate effect of restraint.

Boundless fallen leaves!

There is prosperity and withering, this is the law of life, a lonely ancient pine forest appeared above Murong Xianxian, all the pine needles are withered yellow, and there is no trace of vitality, as if a light breeze blows, and pieces of withered yellow pine needles wither with the wind.

As she drew out a finger, thousands of pine needles turned into a withered yellow dragon with the sound of pine waves, yellow in the air, rising with Murong Xian's fingers, and rushing forward.

There is life and death, that is, glory is withering, this is the road of life and death, listening to Tao's comprehension of sword intent has gone to another level, and her understanding of the realm of dry glory has also deepened.

This is an earth-shattering sword intent, full of murderous aura, the dragon soars into the sky, the waves are extinguished, the entire Songshan faction seems to be trembling slightly, and the mountain protection array is even more precarious.

As if devastating, those turquoise pine leaves were shattered by this sword, and then annihilated. The Supreme Elder flew backwards as if he had seen a ghost.

"Where to go!" Murong Xian's slender body swept forward, not wanting to let go of this guy who had a strong murderous intent towards her.

All the monks of the Songshan Sect had a feeling of powerlessness, Murong Xianxian was unstoppable by others in terms of attack power and speed, and the life and death of the Supreme Elder who attacked her just now was completely under her control.

Murong Xian's slender body was like electricity, rushing to the ground, and his skirt was flying, like a fairy landing in the mortal dust.

Burst!

Murong Xian raised his fingers and sent a sword, and the sword light shattered the body of the Supreme Elder in an instant, and then the Yuan Shen was also like a mirror, instantly annihilated...... A powerful Pure Yang Realm Great Cultivator was unexpectedly invincible to the power of her sword.

In the battle just now, first the sect master of the Songshan faction tried to suppress her with a pagoda, and then the Supreme Elder wanted to attack her with swordsmanship, but Murong Xianxian shook the pagoda with a sword qi, and the second sword qi crushed the opponent's swordsmanship supernatural power, killing it cleanly, making the hearts of the surrounding high-level monks throb, and the disciples of the Songshan faction who were watching the battle from a distance were even more distraught, looking at her as if she was reincarnated.

"Who the hell are you?" The sect leader of the Songshan Sect was shocked and angry, and his heart was already very frustrated, but now he seemed to have no choice.

"Does it matter? Your choice is clear, and my answer is equally clear. The sword qi in front of Murong Xian's slender body disappeared, and his body was elegant, moving forward leisurely.

"We're going to crack down on her!"

The nine high-ranking monks of the Songshan Sect went all out and used their magic weapons flying swords to attack and kill forward, intertwining into a net of heaven and earth.

However, Murong Xianxian's expression was still calm, his demeanor was free, and he still raised his hand to listen to Tao's sword intent...... This time, she had almost completely integrated the Kurong Realm into her sword intent.

A terrifying scene appeared in mid-air.

An ancient pine forest is lush and green, and next to it, there is also an ancient pine forest, withered and lonely, and the pine waves are bleak...... The supreme coercion permeated out, and the two mysterious breaths were intertwined, like yin and yang in harmony, and Murong Xianxian stood there, like a god, with a solemn face.

Even if they were hiding far away, those low-level disciples of the Songshan faction still couldn't help but tremble, such a powerful sword intent was something they had never seen before, and what made them feel embarrassed the most was that this sword intent was originally left by their Songshan sect ancestor, but they used it to kill the disciples of the Songshan faction, is this a big irony?

"This kind of comprehension, such combat power, it's simply terrifying!" The high-ranking monks of the Songshan Sect changed color with their old faces, and they fought against Murong Xian with great difficulty.

She had only just comprehended this sword intent, and she was becoming more and more supernatural every time, if it was a disciple of their sect, I am afraid that the Songshan Sect would soon be famous in the Heavenly Sea.

Murong Xian slenderly pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the two-color sword qi of the blue and blue sky was like a giant dragon, crushing the sky, shaking in all directions, unstoppable!

"How can this be?" The nine masters joined forces and were all suppressed by the disadvantage, giving birth to an endless sense of exhaustion, especially the two Mahayana monks, although they blocked the attacks of the sword technique again and again, they were unable to counterattack in time, extremely depressed.

"Ten thousand trees become gods!" the Songshan Sect Master shouted angrily, and the pagoda in his palm flew up again, suspended high in the air.

The blue light shone, and under the urging of the machine spirit, the rays of light turned into human forms and flew towards Murong Xian.

"Elders, use your True Yuan to suppress this fang!" the Songshan Sect Master roared loudly.

The eight Supreme Elders around him controlled the magic weapon while releasing the true element, which was injected into the pagoda in mid-air.

The sect master of the Songshan faction also exerted his strength, and a true yuan shaped like a green python erupted from his mouth, connecting the pagoda, and Bixia gushed.

In the pagoda, the machine spirit was nourished by the true yuan, and let out a roar, spewing out a large area of blue light, and the human figures transformed by the glow skyrocketed four or five times out of thin air, like giants, rushing towards Murong Xianxian, and the huge fists were like giant hammers, smashed down from the air, as if the demon god had descended into the world.

Gangfeng practiced, but she couldn't even blow Murong's slender hair, she commanded the sword qi to hit the pagoda directly, emitting a piercing sword roar, and wherever she passed, those hulks were cut to pieces.

Rumble!

The pagoda was slashed by the sword qi, and it only lasted for a moment, and then it was lost, and the sound of 'click' was crushed by the sword qi, and the spirit in the tower let out a terrible roar, and then quieted down.

Burst!

At the same time as the pagoda was destroyed, the sect leader of the Songshan faction spurted out a mouthful of blood, and although the other eight elders were not injured by Tai Yanzhòng, because of the influence of the true yuan infusion, they were also affected by the sword qi, and their bodies flew back.

Prosperous~

The sword qi shook the sky, like a divine dragon circling, and like a colorful practice across the sky, slashing towards the nine people.

This is the strongest killing sword, and the Hongmeng sword technique is more profound than it, but in the way of killing, it is still inferior. Murong Xianxian single-handedly suppressed nine high-level cultivators, including two Mahayana cultivators, if this battle spread, it would definitely shock the cultivation world.

Nine people flew back, in front of them, it was no longer one person, but thousands of troops, in the meridians that were shocked by the sword qi just now, Zhenyuan shook endlessly, and their faces were pale, frightened more than injured.

"Where to go!"

Murong Xian slenderly pinched the sword trick in his hand, guiding the sword qi to rush towards the sect master of the Songshan Sect, like a shadow, the distance was not different, and the sword qi turned into a piece of ancient forest, like the sky tilting, suppressing downward.

"You want to suppress me, dream!"

The sect master of the Songshan faction roared, and a flying sword flew out of the top gate, and the true yuan poured in frantically, turning into a sword rainbow and slashing towards the Gu Sen...... with a long roar, the sword light suddenly converged, and the flying sword was dim in color, and it was about to fall to the ground crookedly, and the sword qi slashed towards the sect master of the Songshan faction.

"Stop!"

The eight Supreme Elders' magic weapons were used together, and they blocked the sword qi attack in a thrilling way, and saved their own sect master...... The two natal magic weapons were destroyed, and the face of the sect leader of the Songshan Sect was snow-white, his body shook like a pendulum, and his vitality was greatly damaged.

It's so powerful!

The vast majority of the Songshan Sect disciples in the distance were already a little desperate, these monks in front of them already represented the most powerful battle group of the Songshan Sect, if even they couldn't stop each other, then who else could stop her?

The nine high-level cultivators were all terrified, this power was too strong, the other party almost killed their sect master with only a sword intent that he had comprehended, how could this be possible?

"It's incredible, he suppressed the nine of us alone, and continuously exerted this powerful sword qi, how could there be such an abundance of true yuan?"

"Even if the ancestor is at her age, I'm afraid she doesn't have such a strong combat power, where did she come from?"

"Her true essence is almost endless, it's terrifying!"

"The most terrifying thing is her understanding of the sword, this style of sword intent fell on her hands, and it happened to be carried forward, but she is the enemy of our Songshan faction, it's too ironic!"

The faces of the nine powerhouses all showed bitter expressions, if they could turn back time, they would rather deal with those few elders who had not achieved enough and had more than enough failures. Under Murong Xianxian's strong attack, they didn't dare to separate at all, as long as the strength was dispersed a little, the nine of them would die, such a strong pressure made them feel cold.

The sect master of the Songshan faction took out another magic weapon and united with the other eight Supreme Elders, but their attack not only could not trap Murong Xianxian, on the contrary, under Murong Xianxian's strong attack, another magic weapon was shattered by the sword qi, and the Supreme Elder screamed, and blood lines splashed out of his body, as if he was Ling Chi, if it wasn't for the magic weapon blocking this sword, he was afraid that he would be killed on the spot.

However, luck did not really befall him, and as soon as the elder took out a self-defense treasure, Sen Sen's sword qi shrouded him.

"No ......"

His voice stopped abruptly, and his soul was submerged in the sword qi. RS