Chapter 1002-152 Genkai Messenger

"Zhuo Bufan, today I will use your soul and blood to pay homage to my son." Sect Master Qingxuan looked crazy, and the breath from his whole body burst out suddenly, forming a vacuum area immediately.

Anything close to this area will be silently torn to pieces by the berserk aura.

Zhuo Bufan stared at the blue bamboo sword in front of him, about two fingers wide and about three feet three long, the whole body was like a bamboo sword cut from the most common green bamboo, but it contained a faint aura that made one's heart palpitate.

"A first-class spiritual weapon!"

Zhuo Bufan immediately recognized the grade of the bamboo sword.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan stared.

I saw the cyan bamboo sword slowly sliding away, forming a cyan 'fan'. It turns out that this is not a bamboo sword, but a full eleven forged swords, regardless of size or color. exactly the same.

Whoosh whoosh!

Eleven blue bamboo swords flew around Sect Master Qingxuan immediately, with the tip of the sword pointing down, forming a sword-based formation, which slowly revolved around Sect Master Qingxuan's body at a slow speed.

"My Azure Sword Divine Art is only one green sword away from reaching the state of Dzogchen, but with just these eleven green swords, trying to kill you is like finding something out of a pocket!"

Sect Master Qingxuan said indifferently, with endless chill in his voice.

"Okay, let me try whether your Qingjian Shenjue is stronger than my Heaven-Defying Nine Swords."

Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth. The combat power of each monk cannot be based on the level of cultivation as a constant standard. The combat power displayed includes the cultivation techniques, combat skills, combat power amplitude, scheming, adaptability, level of spells, and understanding of the laws of spiritual energy... After calculating various factors, we can arrive at the final

result of the battle.

For example, in the world of comprehension, it often happens that the congenital strong can instantly kill the monks in the condensation period, and there are even congenital strong who can defeat the golden core. These are determined by various factors.

Of course, the kind of genius who can kill the Golden Core Stage in the Xiantian Realm may only be cultivated in a hundred thousand years, and each of them is an extremely precious existence in the sect.

Whoosh whoosh! In an instant, the eleven cyan bamboo swords had already flown to the top of Sect Master Qingxuan, forming a strange shape that was uneven up and down, and left and right. Each cyan bamboo sword emitted a light cyan light, and there was a faint difference between each other. The cyan silk threads are connected to each other, as if a dragon was born, and the sword body is covered with

The killing air almost froze the surrounding air.

The first form of the Heaven-Defying Nine Swords, Wuying.

Zhuo Bufan waved the Heaven-Defying Nine Swords in his hand, and suddenly four 'Zhuo Bufan' appeared in the sky and waved the long swords in their hands at the same time, and immediately the four figures merged into one, and one sword radiated nineteen states!

"Yin!"

At the same time, the Jiaolong formed by the intersection of eleven cyan bamboo swords also gave a faint dragon chant, turned into a swimming dragon, crossed the space, and hit Zhuo Bufan.

Qingxuanzong's residence is 300 meters away.

The vitality in the air was shaking, and the space seemed to be torn apart by these two powerful auras.

Some warriors with a little strength already vomited blood, and those with stronger strength barely opened their eyes, only to see a cold light in the sky, and a blue light colliding with each other at a super high speed.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" A series of thunderous sounds continued to explode, and the air waves generated spread out in circles, and everyone within a kilometer radius was affected. , the big trees that need to be embraced by people creaked after a while, and a mark appeared on the tree body, and then collapsed immediately, and then

After that, more were directly annihilated by the super strong shock wave, turned into powder, and drifted away with the wind.

Waiting for the huge energy to dissipate a little, Chen Yang raised his head in the crowd on the ground, but he was taken aback.

In the sky above the Qingxuan Sect, apart from Zhuo Bufan and Qingxuan Sect Master, there is another person standing between Zhuo Bufan and Qingxuan Sect Master.

Zhuo Bufan blinked his eyes, his sword energy just now was blocked by a white-haired old man standing in front of him at the moment.

Sect Master Qingxuan was also stunned, his eleven bamboo swords had already returned to his side.

Others didn't see it clearly, but Zhuo Bufan and Sect Master Qingxuan could see it clearly. Just now the old man suddenly appeared and directly blocked their attack.

"What a strong breath, golden core cultivator..." Zhuo Bufan felt the breath emanating from the other party, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

What happened on this earth, the last time I met a Jindan period Zhenyuanzi in the prison tower, but the other party's body was destroyed, only the soul remained.

This time, I met another old man with real Jindan stage strength. The powerful coercion emanating from him made it almost impossible for Zhuo Bufan and Sect Master Qingxuan to mobilize the spiritual energy in their bodies. This is the level. Coercion.

If in the Prison Suppressing Pagoda, Zhenyuanzi is not only left in the form of soul, then Zhuo Bufan is also close to death in the face of Zhenyuanzi.

"Master Messenger, you...you are still..." Sect Master Qingxuan immediately bowed down respectfully when he saw the old man.

"Now is a critical moment for the recovery of the earth's aura, and it is forbidden to kill each other."

The old man has long silver hair that flutters in the wind. He is wearing a white gown and a green jade plaque around his waist. He looks like a fairy.

"But, the envoy... Zhuo Bufan killed my two sons, and I have a mortal hatred with him." Sect Master Qingxuan said, and from the corner of his eye he cast a vicious glance at Zhuo Bufan like a poisonous snake.

"Master Messenger?"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes showed doubts.

In front of him, what kind of messenger is this old man with the golden core stage cultivation base?

"Needless to say, he is one of the seeds selected by our Mysterious World. If you want to kill him, then it is against our Mysterious World." The silver-haired old man said lightly, but his tone was supremely majestic.

"You want to be an enemy of Xuanjie?"

Sect Master Qingxuan immediately lowered his head when he heard the words, and said in a very awe-inspiring voice: "How dare this junior be an enemy of Xuanjie."

"Zhuo Bufan, come with me." After saying that, the silver-haired old man waved his arm, Zhuo Bufan felt that he had no power to resist, he was actually wrapped by a gentle spiritual energy, and flew towards the sky with the silver-haired old man.

Zhuo Bufan immediately used the spell to collect the seven-faced Horcrux into the space ring. Sect Master Qingxuan raised his head slowly, looked into the distance, saw Zhuo Bufan and the silver-haired old man leaving, squeezed his palms, his joints creaked, and said ruthlessly: "Well, you Zhuo Bufan, you are so lucky, you are so lucky. It was taken by the attendant of the mysterious world, but... I will definitely find a chance to kill you

. "

"Head……"

The two injured elders flew to Sect Master Qingxuan.

"Okay, continue to accept disciples. As for Zhuo Bufan, he will always wait for his chance. He has offended too many people and he won't live long." Sect Master Qingxuan murmured.

"Yes, suzerain." The two elders nodded, immediately comforted the disciple, and continued to accept the disciple.