Chapter 140: Immortal Freedom

There was an error in publishing the chapter. This chapter is Chapter 141: Sword Picking the Golden Pill. I apologize to everyone.

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Yizhu said:

"Our Xuanyuan Sword Sect has been established for thousands of years. Why do we run rampant in the six realms of the sky? That is because we are born for swords and exist for fighting. When we encounter strong ones, we become stronger. When encountering battles, we will not retreat. If we fail to win, we will die. We build the foundation and cut the golden elixir. , Jin Dan breaks Yuan Ying, no enemy can escape from our sword.

This person is only in the realm of golden elixirs and fake elixirs, he is not in the door, he does not have super powerful spells, and this elixir is still formed by external force, so there is absolutely no problem for senior brother Ye Han. "

He said this in an understatement, as if Ye Han could defeat the opponent in seconds, and everyone immediately opened their mouths in a daze.

Yehan flew out and arrived at the town in an instant. The tornado was coming towards him. The infinite fluctuations caused by the battle between the two golden elixirs made the tornado bigger and bigger. Wherever it went, houses, trees, cattle, horses, and pedestrians were all... Swept in by this tornado, and then affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two Jindan masters, it was immediately turned into pieces.

Ye Han was heading up against the wind, and at his feet was the town. Those who could not escape saw an immortal standing in front of their heads. They immediately understood and knelt down one by one, begging bitterly.

Ye Han looked at the sweeping tornado and just smiled. A little brilliance jumped out above his head. This little brilliance floated into the air, as if he was looking left and right, and then turned into a sword in the air.

At this time, another bit of brilliance jumped out. It seemed to be very naughty. It slid around Ye Han three times before turning into a sword. In this way, a total of seven points of brilliance jumped out. These swords of brilliance seemed to have their own souls and personalities. Some Extremely naughty and somewhat old-fashioned. I don't know why, but Yu Zecheng felt this way when he saw these flying swords.

These seven flying swords transformed into the air, and the seven fierce swords merged into one, slashing towards the sky. A flash of white light appeared in front of him, and a sword light soaring to the sky appeared in front of him. This sword light was like thunder and slashed out angrily. The sword light was awe-inspiring. Cleansing contains a powerful power of true energy.

The sword light soared into the sky and hit the huge tornado in front of him, erupting like a shock wave. A moment later, the tornado was shattered and dissipated immediately. It was completely eliminated by this sword that soared into the sky.

The tornado disappeared, and the things picked up by the wind began to fall in the air. The two people who were fighting were stunned. Among them, Master Fengling opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood. His magic was broken, the spell backfired, and he was immediately injured.

After Ye Han struck out with this sword, the seven flying swords returned to their original state, surrounding him in front and behind him, some flying around, and some clinging to his head. He said loudly:

"Two seniors, please stop and listen to me. God has the virtue of good life. If you engage in bloody battles like this, you will not only be in danger of being relegated, but also easily injure the common people. Please stop fighting. If you want to fight, please go to Among the mountains over there, there are few pedestrians there, so no one will be hurt by accident.”

Tianjia was blocked here by Feng Ling, and they were forced to fight hard. They couldn't stand it for a long time. It was better not to fight without fighting. How could they care about the dignity of Jindan Master? He said:

"I don't want to fight. He is forcing me to hand over all the spiritual stones and treasures, so I have to fight."

Master Fengling looked at Ye Han and said:

"You, a young immortal cultivator in the foundation-building stage, dare to act wild in front of me without looking in the mirror. You are so sad. You think you are the leader of the Immortal Alliance, and you are so arrogant. Bah, I will kill you both. , and I will kill all these mortals."

Ye Han sneered slowly and said:

"I have done my best to be benevolent and righteous. Since you don't accept it, don't blame me."

While speaking, the seven flying swords no longer moved around, and they all stared at the real Feng Ling in the air like ferocious beasts, as if seven ferocious beasts were ready to bite each other. Ye Han rose into the sky and rushed towards Master Feng Ling.

An immortal cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage dared to draw a sword at an immortal cultivator in the Golden Core stage. Everyone was shocked, including Master Feng Ling, but he reacted immediately and let out a loud roar.

The Qian Mo Ling Zun Sect was destroyed and all his relatives were killed. Master Fengling was frightened and was in panic all day long. On the top of Xiling, his master turned into ashes in front of him, he was despised by everyone, and he fled in shame without a fight. These sorrows and humiliations made him unbearable, and he could be said to have reached the edge of madness.

That's why when he saw the seriously injured Master Tianjia, he would attack him. Stealing the treasures and spiritual stones was just an excuse. He wanted to kill Master Tianjia and rebuild his self-confidence.

Who would have thought that there would be an immortal cultivator in the foundation-building stage preaching to him now, and such an ant would draw a sword at him. Ever since he formed the fake elixir, such a thing has never happened. This is simply the greatest shame for him. This humiliation made him extremely angry, and he decided to cut his opponent into pieces and die a good death. To wash away one's shame.

Yehan rose into the sky, and instantly his whole body turned into a ray of sword light, about a hundred feet long, and stabbed towards the real person Fengling.

"The body and sword become one."

Yu Zecheng's expression condensed, and he shouted involuntarily. He looked into the distance with concentration, and saw Ye Han and one of the seven flying swords merging together. The body and sword merged into a platinum sword rainbow, which was more than a hundred feet long, with a low and terrifying voice. The rolling thunder of people swept across the sky.

The power of this sword is extremely terrifying. This is the sword light that a cultivator in the foundation-building stage can emit. Only the Golden Core realm can have such power.

When Feng Ling Zhenren saw such a sword force, his face suddenly changed. He knew that the enemy should not be underestimated and was not an ignorant junior. After he roared, he used his best skills. Dozens of platinum-colored stars fell like meteors in the sky. These platinum-colored stars fell to Feng Ling Zhenren one after another. They instantly transformed in the air and turned into strange beasts.

These strange beasts do not have real bodies, but are completely spiritual energy bodies. They can control storms and control the atmosphere. This is what is called wind spirits in the world of immortal cultivation.

These wind spirits are the spirits of the contract that Qian Mo Ling Zun Sect has summoned countless times in the past three thousand years. They come from the mysterious spiritual world. Feng Ling Zhenren was cultivated by Qian Mo Ling Zun Sect because he had the innate magical power to communicate with them and drive them. He was infused with vitality and impacted to the false pill realm. His Taoist name Feng Ling means this.

Unfortunately, he was weak in talent. After seven years of hard training in the false pill realm, he wasted countless underground vitality and pill spirit stones, but he could not break through the false pill to form a real golden pill, and was despised by the head of the sect.

Because of this, the trouble of going to the Ascension Conference fell on his head, and that's why he was able to escape the disaster. Now he was really angry and released his special skills.

Some of these wind spirits are like dragons, some are like sharks, some are as strong as elephants, some are like rocks, some are like horses, and some are like real people. They don't have physical attack capabilities, but they can control the wind and the atmosphere, and have supreme magical powers. Moreover, these wind spirits are spiritual bodies. Even if their spiritual bodies are broken by flying swords and magic weapons, they can reassemble and regenerate.

When these wind spirits appeared, the atmosphere of the several acres of air where they were located began to condense, and the sky was full of strong winds. The four fields were affected by it and began to roll up strong winds.

Where the strong wind passed, blades condensed out of thin air, and countless wind blades were born, endless, layer by layer, like a sea of ​​swords and mountains, forming a strange formation. This is the wind spirit blade sea formation.

There was nothing unusual in the air. The ground under the feet of the wind spirit seemed to be slid by countless sharp blades. The thick rocks were broken in an instant. The trees that three people could only hug fell apart. The grass on the ground was crushed in an instant. Even the ground began to sink. This was only the outer part affected by the wind spirit. It was unimaginable what the situation in the air would be like.

The face of Tianjia Shangren suddenly changed. Even if he had Tianjia, he could not resist it. He retreated little by little and avoided the battlefield far away.

Everyone in Yunche changed their faces. Such divine power was simply unimaginable. Feng Ling Zhenren's performance in Xiling, kneeling down and surrendering, and fleeing in embarrassment, everyone underestimated him. Now he used this trick, and everyone was stunned. This Jindan Zhenren really should not be underestimated.

Only Yizhu in the cloud car laughed and said:

"This Jindan point is too unlucky. Senior Brother Ye Han is practicing Jian Xiaoyao, one of the six swords. Comparing with him is simply courting death."

Ye Han merged with the sword, and the sword light of a hundred feet rushed into the vast Fengling formation. "Boom boom boom" the snow-white Fengling Blade Sea Formation in the sky collided and confronted with the golden and white sword light, and the shocking energy spread to all directions. The world seemed to tremble in such a shock.

Ye Han's sword rushed straight into the formation, unstoppable, and instantly pierced the Fengling Zhenren in the air, but the figure only flashed and then shattered. It was an illusion. Fengling Zhenren had already hidden in the Fengling Blade Sea Formation.

Ye Han was not discouraged and continued to control the sword light to charge forward, but all the Fenglings that blocked him were shattered by a sword, and instantly passed through the Fengling Blade Sea Formation, and then the man and the sword were separated. The power of this sword made everyone change color. Tianjia Shangren, Fengling Zhenren, and Yunzizhuang all believed that such sword power could only be emitted by the Jindan realm. They looked at Ye Han hard, suspecting that he was a hidden Jindan Zhenren.

The current Ye Han was not the gentle and elegant elder brother in the car before. There was an indescribable violent, strong, and fierceness in him. This spirit was the kind of determination and sharpness that the sword pointed to, breaking the mountains and the seas and dividing the thousands of troops. For a moment, Zhenren Feng Ling couldn't help but be frightened by his crazy sword, and immediately took a protective formation involuntarily, hiding himself in the blade formation, not daring to show a shadow.

Ye Han laughed loudly, crazy, like a madman, the seven flying swords around him began to transform, they were either Taoists, or tiger mountain monsters, or young girls, and turned into seven sword spirits.

These sword spirits appeared, and suddenly the dozens of wind spirits of Zhenren Feng Ling began to be confused. This was the pressure of the natural rank. The natural wind spirits were afraid of the ferocious sword spirits.