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Chapter 455: Fighting Longjianfei

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The sword sound seemed to be ringing in my ears, and it seemed to come from outside the sky, and seven Nascent Soul cultivators were strangled into powder at this moment.

"So brave!"

A loud shout came from afar, and hundreds of monks flew from afar. Each monk exuded the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator. One of the tall monks was furious when he saw Qin Shuang's little Zhoutian sword power, and shouted loudly, and shot towards Qin Shuang.

As his body shot, light spread out from his body. With one hand, he held the sword light condensed and turned into a long sword, picking it out forward.

"Clang clang clang..."

The three swords were picked on the three small Zhoutian sword formations. Although they did not break the small Zhoutian sword formation, they made the small Zhoutian sword formation shake, stopped pushing forward, and even raised backwards in the shaking, almost being overturned by the opponent's three swords.

"Yue Wujun, you are so brave!" The monk flapped the long sword in his hand and strode towards Qin Shuang.

"Dragon Sword Fly!"

Qin Shuang looked at her eyes and saw that the person who came was the chief disciple of Qingshan Sect, Long Jianfei, who was at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage.

"Dare to break into Qingshan Sect! Wait for me to kill you!"

At this time, Long Jianfei had approached a small Zhoutian sword formation. He held the sword in one hand and picked up the small Zhoutian sword formation with the momentum of carrying the mountain.

"Clang clang clang..."

Long Jianfei picked up seven swords in a row, and the small Zhoutian sword formation rolled in the direction of Qin Shuang as if it were tossing the sky, so that Long Jianfei and Qin Shuang would no longer be blocked.

"kill……"

The dragon sword flew towards Qinshuang with a sharp shot.

"good!"

"Senior Brother is so awesome!"

"The elder brother is mighty."

"Senior Brother, kill her!"

The Qingshan Sect monks around him let out a roar. Long Jianfei had already swept down towards Qin Shuang who was standing on the ground. Qin Shuang pinched his left hand and pointed his fingers into the air, and raised his right arm to the right side.

“Buzz…”

The small Zhoutian sword formation that was lifted away by the dragon sword flying and rolling in the air buzzed and dispersed. Thirty-six small golden roll swords shot away behind Long Jianfei. At the same time, the other two small Zhoutian sword formations circled towards the dragon sword flying, one left and one right.

"Bang!"

Qin Shuang stretched out her right hand and held a golden giant sword, her eyes leaping with excitement. This was her first battle after breaking through the Nascent Soul Stage, and her first battle with someone who could put pressure on her, which made her happy and full of fighting spirit when she saw the hunting.

"Clang!"

The golden Peng sword in Qin's hands shook and stabbed out with one sword. The whole sky seemed to tremble, and the starlight swayed. Sword auras tear the air apart, making a sharp roar. Starry lights surrounded the body, and just stabbed out with one sword, and then the sky was pierced.

This sky is full of stars, the nebula is blurred, the galaxy is vast, brilliant and magnificent, intoxicating, and suddenly makes one feel so small and irresistible.

Little Zhoutian Sword Dao!

This is the first time Qin Shuang released the Little Zhoutian Sword after entering the Qingshan Sect, and it is also the first time that she released the Little Zhoutian Sword after entering the Nascent Soul Stage. Its huge power made Qin Shuang scared herself.

Long Jianfei looked solemn, and a vast and magnificent magnificent rushing towards him. He could even feel the magnificent sword intent contained in the magnificence. At the left and right ends, there was a small Zhoutian sword spiraling towards him, and behind him were thirty-six small golden penis swords, shooting with sharpness. He was already in a crisis on all sides. The cheering monks of Qingshan Sect closed their mouths and looked at Long Jianfei nervously and worriedly, which was like a small boat in the ocean.

Dragon Sword flew and twisted his body, and it was like a giant python shed its skin, and it emerged from its robe.

The general unloads his armor!

Long Jianfei, wearing a short suit, had sharp eyes and quickly rushed into Qinshuang. The long sword in his hand slowly stabbed towards Qinshuang, as if a huge mountain was dragging on the tip of the sword.

"The green mountains will not change!"

An Ang'an Qingshan was derived from the sword tip of Long Jianfei and pressed towards Qin Shuang. Behind him, the long sleeves of the robe he removed flew towards the sides, whipping on the small Zhoutian formation on both sides.

"boom……"

The giant mountain under the top collides with a magnificent starry sky generated by the Little Zhoutian Swordsmanship. In an instant, the sword energy radiates and rumbling.

"boom……"

The robe that Long Jianfei took off, his flying sleeves collided with two small Zhoutian sword formations. The two long sleeves were broken like a graceful butterfly flying, but the two small Zhoutian sword formations were also blocked.

"Clang clang clang..."

The thirty-six golden spike swords behind them bombarded the robe. The robe shone brightly, and it turned out to be a top-level spiritual weapon. Under the continuous bombardment of the thirty-six golden spike swords, it gradually shattered, but it also bought enough time for the dragon sword flying.

Gu Qingshan took a group of elders from Qingshan Sect to watch from the sky, and countless monks were watching from the sky or from the sky.

"Yue Wujun, you have actually broken through the Nascent Soul Stage!" A trace of shock appeared on Long Jianfei's face.

How long has it been?

But for more than a month, Qin Shuang actually discovered the Nascent Soul Stage level. What a monster talent it is? Long Jianfei's eyes burst into murderous intent.

"The moon is endless, you can't come or go today. No matter how genius you are, you will die today! Wouldn't it be great to be able to kill you, a genius with your own hands! Hahaha..."

"Want to kill me? Break my little Zhoutian sword path first!"

"Yang Yingtian actually passed on the little Zhoutian sword path to you?"

Long Jianfei looked shocked and stared at the magnificent starry sky that was colliding with the green mountains.

"This is the little Zhoutian sword art? What a pity! The sword art is a good sword art, but your cultivation is too low! Look at me killing you!"

"The green mountains will not change!"

Long Jianfei slowly stabbed out with a sword again, and a green mountain grew from the tip of his sword and pressed towards the Xiao Zhoutian sword path.

"Boom boom boom..."

The first green mountain was broken by the Little Zhoutian Sword Dao, but it also made the starlight of the Little Zhoutian Sword Dao dim and no longer shine. After all, Qinshuang only has the first level of the Nascent Soul Stage, and was hit by the second green mountain that followed, causing the Little Zhoutian Sword Dao to be crumbling.

"Swoosh..."

Long Jianfei jumped to the top of the green mountain, turned his body and slashed it with one sword.

"The green water flows forever!"

"Clang..."

With a huge sound of swords, thousands of sword auras gathered, and sword-shaped sword auras gathered into a sword river flowing backwards from the top of the green mountain, like a huge waterfall rumbled down.

"Boom boom boom..."

The green mountains pressed against the top, and the sword river was striking, Qin Shuang's small Zhoutian sword formation collapsed layer by layer, and Long Jianfei's eyes showed a grim smile.

"die!"

Qinshuang's expression was calm, her eyes were shining with stars, the mystery of the starry sky flowed in her heart, and the golden spoil sword in her right hand pierced out in the air.

“Buzz…”

A giant sword suddenly appeared in the air, and at the same time, Qin Shuang and Long Jianfei disappeared at the same time. The two small Zhoutian sword formations and thirty-six small Jinpeng swords in the air lost control and fell to the ground one after another.

"No, it's the Sword Domain!"

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