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Chapter 1292 Tenth Thunder Mist Grass

"The spiritual herb on the left belongs to me!"

Zhen Wuming, who was of the same origin as the sword energy, used his strongest Wuming sword and came in an instant under the sword. A shout suddenly arose, and the sword energy transformed by Zhen Wuming went straight to the thunder and mist grass on the left side of the old man.

"good!"

When Xu Yan saw the opportunity, flying swords were sacrificed one after another, forming a sword formation and blasting towards the old man in the transformation. The two Nascent Souls were fighting for their lives, and the chance of obtaining the last two thunder mist grasses would become even greater.

Since they were desperate, Zhen Wuming and Xu Yan had no reservations anymore. The tall Fire King was directly regarded as a flame shield by Xu Yan to resist the sword energy.

Zhen Wuming's sudden appearance attracted the old man's gaze. His eyes covered with lightning suddenly stared at the figure in the sword energy, and the thunder hanging above Xu Yan's head instantly slashed out.

The crescent-shaped sword energy, like a guillotine, headed straight for Xu Yan and Zhen Wuming. The two of them had no choice but to resist.

clang!!!

The crisp sound of the gold and iron clashing was harsh and high. A lightning flashed through the air. Zhen Wuming, who turned into a sword, confronted Sanxian Sword Intent, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of swords emerged.

Zhen Wuming took full advantage of his full force and resisted the Scattered Immortal Sword Intent. Taking advantage of the rare moment, Zhen Wuming poked out one hand in the sword energy and grabbed the Thunder Fog Grass.

While grasping the spiritual grass, the sky thunder fell. Zhen Wuming was shrouded by lightning before he could escape. The blockage of the lightning made him lose the best opportunity to escape, and the sword intent of the scattered immortals slashed like a shadow.

Click!!!

Boom!!!

The long sword transformed by Zhen Wuming was directly hit by the old man's sword, flipped and flew out, and smashed on the stone house in the distance. A circular crack appeared on the surface of the empty sword body, and was about to break.

Zhen Wuming's true body appeared, his face was pale, and there was a circle of sword marks on his waist. The sword that transformed into a sword intent almost cut him in half, leaving only a little bit of bone and blood connected.

He quickly took out the spiritual pill, and Zhen Wuming didn't care about the type of spiritual pill, and swallowed hundreds of pills in one bite. Such injuries were severely injured. If he was not careful, his body would be in danger!

The use of body to transform into a sword is Zhen Wuming's strongest attack. Once he turns into a long sword, his body is as strong as a magic weapon and cannot be easily damaged. This move of body to transform into a sword is not only extremely powerful, but also has a stronger defense ability.

When Zhen Wuming casts the sword of the body, it is equivalent to becoming a top-quality magic weapon himself, and even the earth-based spiritual treasure may not be able to kill it.

However, the terrifyingness of the Scattered Immortal Sword Intent far exceeds the power of the Earth Spirit Treasure, so Zhen Wuming's sword was broken with his body. Although he picked the spirit grass, he was almost cut in half and now he cannot afford to suffer heavy damage.

Zhen Wuming was almost dead, and Xu Yan was even more dangerous.

Using the sword formation and the Fire Ba King to open the way, Xu Yan forcibly broke through the raging sword energy and reached out to grab the last thunder and mist grass.

The last spiritual herb was about to be obtained when suddenly the sword energy surged, and the sword formation composed of hundreds of magic weapons was shattered with one blow!

As soon as the sword formation was broken, the Fire King was the first to be hit. His tall figure was almost cut into pieces, and less than half of the body left flew backwards. The flames on his body became dull and almost extinguished.

"bow!"

Whoosh!

Just as Xu Yan was about to face the sword intent of the scattered immortals with his original body, the sound of breaking through the air came from behind him. Xuanyuan Xue threw out the dragon tongue bow and was caught by Xu Yan.

"Thousand Stone Arrow!"

Squeak...buzz!!!

With Xu Yan's violent shout, the Thousand Stone Arrows and the Scattered Immortal Sword Aura bombarded the same place, and the loud noise shook the sky. The violent sword intent changed into a cone-shaped fluctuation, just like another long arrow.

Amid the terrifying roar, the entire Douxiantai was wrapped in lightning. Xu Yan's right eye was full of dazzling lightning. Only the left eye could capture the old man who had taken a step back by the attack of Lingbao.

Xu Yan and Zhen Wuming fought to the peak of the Nascent Soul, and only made the sword intent transform into one step back!

Before he could think about how powerful this scattered immortal sword intent was, Xu Yan's left eye stared at the Thunder Fog Grass. Almost as Zhen Wuming collapsed, the last spiritual herb was captured by Xu Yan.

"The tenth!"

Xu Yan could see Zhen Wuming succeed, and also see Zhen Wuming being severely injured by the Sanxian Sword Intent. He knew that his result would be the same. The attack of Qianshi Arrow was just a chance to pick the spiritual herb.

He grabbed the Thunder Misty Grass in his hand, lit his hand and took back the Thousand Stone Arrow. Xu Yan slashed out the long sword in his hand with a force that surpassed the ten thousand jin, and a sharp crack broke out from the sound of the wind.

The powerful attack when retreating was used to cut the back, but the old man who changed the sword intention suddenly took another step.

As soon as he retreated and advanced, the old man seemed not to be broken by powerful forces, but was brewing a stronger sword intent. Although Xu Yan picked the Thunder Fog Grass, the thunder sword in the old man's hand burst out with a breath that was twice as violent as before.

Sizzle!

The electric arc that was quickly shuttled through the air broke away from the sword body of the Thunder Sword, not only prolonged but also became more manic. Under the dark clouds in the sky, the light and shadow of a giant sword appeared.

The thunder sword in the old man's hand was a hundred times bigger in an instant, turning into a blade of the sky!

An extremely dangerous aura enveloped Xu Yan. The source of the aura was the sword of light and shadow. At the end of the light and shadow, the old man transformed by the sword intent seemed to have an expression on his old face.

It was a rebellious and arrogant attitude, a heroic feeling that fought all over the world. The thunder that was gathered into the eyes became the old man's eyes. The lightning and shadow of the thunder sword scattered between the world instantly spread into the thunder shadows all over the sky.

The thunder sword disappeared, and in the old man's empty hand, another strange long sword was transforming and rebirth!

Bang bang, bang bang!

Xu Yan, who was closest to the distance, could hear a heartbeat sound. The sound was not from the transformed old man, but a shadow in the old man's hand.

It was the shadow of a sword. Just the outline could give people a sense of dominance that would kill all the strong people in the world. If this sword was really condensed, I am afraid that a sword hole would be opened this day!

"The sword intent of Douxian...hehe, this is the real sword intent of Douxian. This sword... can be cut through the tribulation!"

Zhen Wuming, covered in blood, fell beside the stone house and forced himself to sit cross-legged. He was a sword genius, and he could feel the power of the sword intent the most. When Zhen Wuming felt that the sword intent of the fighting immortal reached such a terrible level, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Xu Yan... Go quickly! You will die!"

"The ancestor's sword intent has awakened... No!!!" Xuanyuan Xue was stunned for a moment, suddenly shouted loudly, pulled her feet and ran wildly, rushing towards Xu Yan who was submerged in the sword light.

For the last thunder and mist grass, Xu Yan ushered in a life-and-death crisis.

The speed of the explosion seemed to be frozen. Xu Yan could see that the air around him solidified. He could not activate the magic weapon and spiritual treasure, nor could he take out the golden demon. Even communicating with the purple palace became a luxury. At this moment, everything in the world was dead, and only the sword in the old man's hand was the only creature in the world.

Buzz...

An ordinary long sword was slashed by the old man, and a huge sword intent came. Although Xu Yan's body sacrifice was comparable to that of a big monster or even a top-quality magic weapon, he could not defeat the sword intent of a scattered immortal in the end.

The body began to tear apart. Before the sword light arrived, a blood line appeared on Xu Yan's face. As the sword light slashed, the blood line became deeper and deeper.

Shock and ferocity appeared in Xu Yan's heart at the same time, but he could not avoid it, let alone the peak of the Nascent Soul, in front of this sword, the peak of the God Transformation Peak must be filled with regret!

Buzz...

A slight tremor came from Qianji Mansion, and a stream of light flew out, blocking between the two before the Scattered Immortal Sword Intent cut to Xu Yan.

It was a small porcelain bottle, and there was a dead branch on it.
Chapter completed!
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