Chapter Index

    “Puff puff puff…”

    Thirty-six hundred flying swords fought fiercely, causing the strong men of the Lingtian Sword Sect to panic, and some people were killed from time to time.

    These flying swords are as fast as wind and lightning, and their flying angles are different, as if 3,600 kendo masters are driving them.

    “Damn it, don’t get involved with these flying swords, kill that woman!”

    A half-step emperor-level expert roared. He found that these flying swords were extremely difficult to deal with and could not be damaged, so he directly used the flying swords to kill Mu Qingyun.

    Facing the charging strong man, Mu Qingyun held the long sword at his waist with his jade hand, and countless runes lit up on the long sword.

    “Choke…”

    As the long sword was slowly pulled out, the scabbard resonated with the sword body, forming an unparalleled aura.

    When the last inch of the long sword was pulled out, Mu Qingyun’s long sword suddenly accelerated, and the power that had been accumulated to the extreme burst out instantly.

    “Boom”

    The long sword slashed down into the sky, and the strong man flying towards Mu Qingyun was exploded by her sword. This sword made the world change color.

    “Yes, you finally understood the essence of sword drawing!” At this moment, Yue Zifeng’s voice came over.

    Mu Qingyun beheaded the man with one sword. Hearing Yue Zifeng’s praise, he couldn’t help but blush. This was the first time Mu Qingyun heard Yue Zifeng praise someone, but this was only after Long Chen’s guidance.

    And Zhaoyue was stunned by this sword. The man before her tried hard with all her strength, but she could only knock him back, but Mu Qingyun, who had not yet condensed the talisman of his life, was able to kill him with one sword.

    At that moment, she felt a deep sense of frustration welling up in her heart. She felt that this era had completely abandoned her, and the glory of the past seemed like a mirror.

    “Rumble…”

    However, Mu Qingyun killed the half-step emperor-level strongman with one sword, and other strong men swarmed in. Mu Qingyun was also killed and he was in a hurry.

    Zhao Yue gritted her teeth and drew out her sword. Although her attack power was not as good as Mu Qingyun’s, she had the power of law and could help Mu Qingyun relieve a lot of pressure.

    The two of them joined forces, but they were still overwhelmed by the strong men of the Lingtian Sword Sect. Mu Qingyun had no time to accumulate power and could no longer send out the violent blow before.

    The strong men of Lingtian Sword Sect are all masters, and they also know that Mu Qingyun’s attack power is amazing, but as long as they can suppress her and don’t give her time to accumulate power, she won’t be able to hold on for long.

    “Sister, you have condensed the complete natal runes, hurry up and use the natal spells!” The two of them were struggling more and more, and Mu Qingyun couldn’t help but send a message.

    “What is the natal pattern? I haven’t had time to understand it yet?” Zhao Yue said hurriedly.

    “We sword cultivators don’t need to comprehend. I’ll buy you some time. Ask your sword and it will tell you.”

    “Boom”

    Suddenly, Mu Qingyun made sword skills, and then a huge figure appeared. It was a giant ten feet tall, holding a giant sword. It was the sword attendant that Mu Qingyun had received.

    However, the Sword Attendant at this time has been much smaller than when she first obtained it, and the smaller the Sword Attendant is, the stronger it is.

    According to legend, if it can be shrunk to the size of a normal person, it will be its most terrifying moment.

    As soon as the sword attendant came out, his giant sword swept across, and a dozen half-step emperor-level experts were swept away.

    “This aura…is the aura of the Sword God’s lineage…”

    “This is the legendary priceless treasure, the Sword Attendant Puppet.”

    “Kill her and take the Sword Attendant Puppet!”

    As soon as the Sword Attendant Puppet appeared, the eyes of the powerful Lingtian Sword Sect turned red instantly. Apparently, they recognized the level of treasure this was.

    However, what they didn’t know was that this treasure almost fell into their hands.

    “Boom boom boom…”

    Countless people rushed towards the sword warrior, but the sword warrior looked tall and bulky, but his moves were like lightning and extremely flexible. He killed two emperor-level powerhouses in two and a half steps in a row, and no one dared to fight with it.

    In addition to the part responsible for pestering the Sword Attendant, the other part rushed towards Mu Qingyun crazily. They knew that she was in control of the Sword Attendant’s puppet. As long as they killed her, they could subdue the puppet.

    Not to mention these disciples of Lingtian Sword Sect, even Ling Han, who was fighting fiercely with Yue Zifeng, couldn’t help but his heart beat wildly. He knew that this was the supreme treasure.

    However, he pretended to be calm and did not show it. He only hoped that the Lingtian Sword Sect would take down the puppet quickly, and he only needed to be responsible for keeping an eye on Yue Zifeng.

    If you can get this Sword Attendant Puppet, it won’t matter even if you don’t fight for the Qiankun Ding.

    Because he knew that if he fought for the Qiankun Ding with all his strength, he would have to pay a very heavy price in the end, and the probability of success was extremely low.

    In just a short moment, he had already made a plan. As long as he captured the Sword Attendant, he would ask all the people from the Lingtian Sword Sect to withdraw from the battle, and he would try his luck alone.

    “Rumble…”

    The strong men of the Lingtian Sword Sect were divided into two groups. Some of them held back the sword attendants, while others attacked Mu Qingyun. However, no one paid any attention to Zhao Yue on the other side.

    The strong men of the Lingtian Sword Sect are also filled with anxiety. They are afraid that other strong men will appear and compete with them for the Sword Attendant Puppet, striving for a quick victory.

    Zhaoyue stood in the void, looked at the sword in her hand affectionately, and murmured:

    “Bai Lin, my closest friend, please tell me what my natal magic pattern is!”

    Zhaoyue slowly closed her eyes. At that moment, the noise of the world disappeared. It seemed that there was only her and the long sword in her hand between heaven and earth.

    “Buzz”

    A strange scene appeared. On the hilt of the sword, a piece of white scales slowly bloomed with divine light, wrapping Zhaoyue.

    At that moment, a picture emerged in Zhaoyue’s mind, majestic mountains, underground ores, refining furnaces, craftsmen wielding hammers…

    This sword is called the White Scale Sword, and it presents all of its casting process to Zhaoyue.

    “Buzz”

    Until the moment the long sword took shape, the heavens trembled, and a divine talisman fell from the sky and fell onto the long sword. Finally, the weapon spirit of this white-scaled sword was born.

    At this moment, the rune appeared between Zhao Yue’s eyebrows. When the two runes resonated, Zhao Yue slowly opened her eyes. The rune also appeared in her eyes, and a sharp aura rose up.

    “So this is my method! Thank you, White Scales!”

    “Buzz”

    Zhaoyue held a long sword and stepped into the sky, like an angry arrow, rushing directly into the battlefield.

    At this time, the Sword Attendant Puppet was surrounded by people, and Mu Qingyun was also in danger. It was still too much for her to stand up to so many strong men by herself.

    Fortunately, she had a long sword in her hand and a flying sword outside, so she could hold on for the time being. However, such consumption made her face slightly pale.

    “Die!”

    At this moment, a strong man from Lingtian Sword Sect saw the opportunity, and with the cooperation of his fellow disciples, he broke through the blockade of Feijian and rushed to Mu Qingyun.

    “White Scales – Blade!”

    Zhaoyue’s cold drink came, and a white divine light flashed across the sky.

    “Poof”

    The half-step emperor-level expert from the Lingtian Sword Sect was split into two pieces by the white divine light.

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