Chapter Forty-Seven: Turning the Tide!
"Left Hand Shadow—"
"Instant Killing Sword!"
I don't know when, his left hand used true qi to condense an air sword, and at the moment when this qi sword was born, Ye Xuansheng was hit by the sword qi, but this did not affect the fall of his left hand qi sword in an instant.
Fall――
The left-handed qi sword contained in the instantaneous killing sword intent.
A sword called Left Hand Shadow!
Hurry! Hurry!
The only thing that is fast is the shadow of a sword that can't be captured!
A sword with the fear of death in it.
Bang down!
"How is that possible!"
Mo Qing was taken aback.
"Oops!"
"So fast!"
No one can help but feel the speed of this sword.
But by the time he came back to his senses, the sword had already ended.
I saw that Mo Qing's body fell from the air quickly, and his magic weapon had been broken by Ye Xuan's left hand with a sword, and in addition, I saw that a long scar had been cut on his chest, which was shocking, and blood flowed across his clothes.
Bang!
Mo Qing's body fell heavily on the spiritual platform.
"How...... How is that possible!"
After the thought was born in his mind, his brain sank and he fainted.
No one could have imagined that Ye Xuan's sword qi that resisted the magic weapon of the lower flow would even be able to cast a sword, and this sword qi was Ye Xuan's strongest attack now, and in the situation ahead, no one could guess that Ye Xuan would be able to turn the situation around with this sword!
The reason why he dared to let Mo Qing use that sword qi to hit him was also because he had a yew dao coat on his body.
The Yew Dao Yi is a magic weapon that enters the stream, and it has the effect of absorbing true qi, although that sword qi is strong, but when it hits the Yew Dao Yi, it will also be removed from the true qi, and the remaining two or three percent are not enough for him to stop his original actions.
He has been gambling since the beginning.
Na Mo Qing didn't expect that he still had a hand.
I didn't expect that with a sword, I would turn the tide and turn the shape into a rapid reversal, from the initial Mo Qing's steady victory, to his victory in this battle!
Taking a deep breath, Ye Xuan's body trembled, only feeling the blood in his body rolling, and his mind was groggy.
"Is it caused by that sword qi just now......
Ye Xuan knew in his heart.
Mo Qing's sword was a sword qi cut out of the magic weapon of the inflow, and he carried it hard, although he removed seven or eight points of power, but the power of the two points alone was enough to make him unbearable, and the blood rolling in his body seemed to be about to break out of his lips, but he forcibly endured it.
After swaying a few times, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, he didn't know that the sword of the shadow in his left hand that instantly killed the sword intent would consume such a huge amount of true qi, but he also showed a smile, relying on this swordsmanship, he defeated Mo Qing.
At least......
It was Mo Qing who fell first.
"Ha ......"
A big gasp.
Ye Xuan tried to urge the true qi, but in the next moment, it was unstable again.
"Pool Master!"
"Pool Master!"
When Xiao Li saw this, he immediately got up, and his graceful figure waved his hand before Ye Xuan fell, and it was Haobai's right arm that supported Ye Xuan's body that almost fell.
Ye Xuan only felt that his body fell into a soft and delicate body, and he wanted to get up, but a feeling of powerlessness spread all over his previous body, instead of getting up from Xiao Li's body, he got closer to Xiao Li's body.
Squishy ......
Very comfortable.
Moreover, the two balls of tender meat on Xiao Li's chest were clinging to each other, making people couldn't help but not want to leave.
"Senior Brother Chi, are you okay?" Xiao Li asked anxiously.
Ye Xuan grinned and said, "I've been injured a little, and my true qi is just insufficient!"
Xiao Li nodded, but there was worry on his face, and said, "It's okay if you're fine, you were too desperate just now!"
"Is there ......?"
Ye Xuan smiled, immediately raised a trace of strength, and in Xiao Li's arms, he said slowly: "In this disciple battle, I abstained from Baihuachi, as for the pool master battle, I defeated the sect master of Yunjing Sect, and the Heavenly Chosen Sect will no longer try." Also, I hope that your Yunjing Sect will count if you say anything!"
What he said about Yun Jingzong keeping his promise was naturally to help him enhance the reputation of Baihuachi.
As soon as Mo Qi wanted to get angry, he was slowly restrained by an old man.
"Don't worry, my Yunjingzong counts!" the old man's eyes seemed to be unable to open, and he said lightly.
"Let's go!"
Ye Xuan said weakly.
"Hmm!" Xiao Li nodded, then helped Ye Xuan, and said, "The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Pool listen to the order, the master of the pool has an order, go back to the Hundred Flowers Pool!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
In the blink of an eye, Ye Xuan and the others left this White Crane Mountain.
No one could have imagined that the battle in Baihe Mountain had just begun and had already ended.
"Go and help the sect master back!" the old man of the Yunjing Sect said slowly.
Mo Qi nodded, but gritted his teeth again, and said, "Great Elder, why do you want to let this Hundred Flower Pond go, that Hundred Flower Pond Master has already been injured, with our strength, we can completely destroy them in one fell swoop!"
"Are you stupid!" The old man snorted coldly: "The Heavenly Chosen Gate is next to it, you think they will sit idly by, and you think it is so easy to kill an immortal cultivator!"
"That won't help Baihuachi's reputation!" Mozzie roared.
The old man shook his head and glanced at Mo Qi lightly, only to feel that Mo Qi was already far behind the sky compared with Ye Xuan, the master of the Hundred Flowers Pond, although Mo Qi had a good talent and his cultivation could also suppress Ye Xuan, but whether it was his heart or other aspects, he was far inferior to the other party.
"Alas, a threat, a big threat!"
The old man sighed secretly in his heart.
He didn't bother to explain to Mozzi.
Even if they didn't fulfill their promise today, how could the Heavenly Chosen Sect give up on suppressing the reputation of the Yunjing Sect once?
The outside world knows that the older generation of Yunjing Sect Sect masters lost to the younger generation of Hundred Flower Pond masters, where will Yunjing Sect's face go? Although the reputation of Hundred Flower Pond has risen, in the eyes of the Heavenly Chosen Sect, the most threatening person is still their Yunjing Sect, how could the Heavenly Chosen Sect miss the opportunity to suppress this time?
"This Ye Xuan must be removed as soon as possible!"
The old man thought secretly in his heart.
......
The group of Yunjing Sect discussed, and the group of immortal cultivators of the Heavenly Chosen Sect also frowned.
"The owner of this Hundred Flowers Pond is not simple!" The master of the Heavenly Chosen Sect sighed: "From the beginning, I'm afraid Mo will fall for him, I can't believe it, this kid is young, how can he have such an amazing calculation, I'm afraid he gambled at the beginning!"
"I think his victory this time is mostly a fluke!" said a disciple in a cold voice.
Ye Xuan was young, he was able to defeat Mo Qing, crushed them hard, and got the appreciation of their sect master who didn't praise them at all on weekdays, they naturally had a lot of discomfort in their hearts, why did they have such achievements at such a young age?
"Fluke?"
The master of the Heavenly Chosen Sect shouted: "Superficial, really superficial, if it weren't for the presence of the disciples and elders of the Yunjing Sect, I'm afraid that Mo Qing would have died here this time, sometimes, there is only one victory or defeat, the enemy will not leave you a chance, that kid is young, the future is immeasurable, Mo Qing's strength in this life is almost capped, and it is his luck to be able to enter the Qi Sea Realm! ”
"Moreover, didn't you find that he had a Dao robe with a magic weapon on him?"
"What!"
"He has a Dao robe for the magic weapon of the stream?"
No one is surprised.
"How could he have a magic weapon to enter the stream!"
The Chosen Sect Master said in a cold voice: "He can't have a Dao robe for the flow magic weapon?"
......
"That kid actually ran to the Hundred Flower Pond!"
On the way from the Green Yin Sect to the Hundred Flower Pond, a middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, his feet did not move, his body did not move, but his body leaned forward, that is, he crossed the air and flew forward, this middle-aged man flew extremely fast, and the blink of an eye was enough to disappear from people's sight.
This person is Lin Xun, who handed over the flowers in the fog to Ye Xuan that day.
"It's kind of interesting!"
Lin Xun shook his head with a smile, and said: "But if you promised me something, you want to avoid it so easily, but it's not that simple, and you can't go to Baihuachi, if Jiang Yin is still there, I can't come to the door to rob people!"
Ye Xuan promised him to help him treat someone, but he left the Green Yin Sect and ran to the Hundred Flower Pond.
This Lin Xun naturally thought that Ye Xuan was planning to escape.
As for how he found Ye Xuan.
When he left that day, he placed a mark on Ye Xuan, where could Ye Xuan run away?