Chapter 932: Black Giant Sword, Ancient Ruins

A trace of extremely cold murderous intent appeared between He Xiangu's eyebrows. Her eyes fell coldly on the face of Patriarch Qinglian and said in a cold voice: "Ancestor Qinglian, since you are stubborn, then I will make it happen. You! Haven’t you always said that I am weak and am not your opponent? Now, let’s compete to see who is stronger and see how strong you are!”

After the words fell, He Xiangu suddenly shouted in her mouth. A dark long sword appeared in He Xiangu's hand. Black sword energy emanated from the long sword, and streaks of black The sword lights crisscrossed in the void, forming a giant black sword.

This huge black giant sword is five hundred meters high and about three meters wide. Its entire body is covered with sharp black blades. Under the sun, it exudes a cold and bloodthirsty edge that makes people feel heart-trembling.

As soon as they saw the long sword in He Xiangu's hand, everyone's pupils shrank violently, with deep shock in their eyes.

The momentum and sharpness of this jet-black sword made everyone marvel, and their hearts were filled with deep horror.

"This...what kind of treasure is this?"

He Xiangu raised the black giant sword and slashed at Ancestor Qinglian: "Suffer death, my child!"

This is the prehistoric artifact, the Ten Thousand Demon Sword!

The Qinglian Patriarch was shocked and waved his hands quickly, his Taoist robes flying, and he held out his treasure to resist.

"Qiang~"

Sparks flew everywhere, and the two of them each took a few steps back. Ancestor Qinglian looked surprised, while He Xiangu showed a victorious smile on her face.

Ancestor Qinglian's Taoist robes fluttered, and his aura surged: "What kind of sword is this? It has such power! Who are you!"

"I am He Xiangu, the fairy from heaven!" He Xiangu replied loudly.

"You are actually a fairy from heaven! Humph! So what if you are a fairy from heaven? My ancestor, Qinglian, is not afraid of you!"

Ancestor Qinglian shouted loudly, swung out a palm, and a gust of wind hit He Xiangu. He Xiangu raised the long sword in her hand and blocked the wind. She was secretly glad that she had this peerless sword to protect her body. , otherwise he might have died under the wind of his palm.

This ancestor of Qinglian is so powerful!

Holding the peerless divine sword, He Xiangu, with an elegant figure, flashed several afterimages in the air, heading towards Ancestor Qinglian to kill him.

He Xiangu is extremely fast, but she can't hurt Ancestor Qinglian at all. As the owner of Qinglian Island, this Ancestor Qinglian is not as good as Qingdi in cultivation, but his defense is not low, and Qinglian is also very powerful. Ancestor Lian also possesses many life-saving magic weapons, and He Xiangu cannot hurt him at all.

"Haha! You dare to fight with the owner of this island with your little skills! You are really looking for death!"

Ancestor Qinglian looked up to the sky and laughed, looking down on the world.

"Hmph! Then take the attack! Look at my sword and kill your Nascent Soul!"

"Haha! What an arrogant girl!"

He Xiangu shouted coldly, turned around sharply, and drew several streaks of residual light from the long sword in her hand.

The sword light shone towards Ancestor Qinglian like a galaxy.

Ancestor Qinglian was shocked when he saw this, and quickly cast a spell to block it. Although his spell was powerful, it couldn't withstand the intensity of the opponent's sword light. His spell was broken after just one round of resistance, and the remaining sword lights came towards him. He shot at Patriarch Qinglian's vitals.

Ancestor Qinglian quickly dodged, but two or three rays of sword light still fell on his body, leaving two blood marks. Suddenly, bright red blood flowed out of Ancestor Qinglian's body, dyeing his white clothes red.

Seeing that Ancestor Qinglian was injured, He Xiangu's eyes flashed with joy, and she quickly activated her sword light to continue slashing.

"Hmph! You are just a little girl with yellow hair who is still young, and you are worthy of challenging the master of this island! The master of this island will kill you right now!" Patriarch Qinglian roared, and a strong purple demonic aura erupted from his body, and his whole body changed. Feeling strange, he flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and a strong wind roared up and swept towards He Xiangu.

He Xiangu was blown by the strong wind, and immediately lost her balance and fell towards Ancestor Qinglian.

"Haha! Little girl, you are in trouble this time!"

A bitter expression appeared on He Xiangu's face. She knew that she was really going to fall on Qinglian Island this time, but she didn't give up resistance yet. The long sword in her hand drew several streaks of light, and she faced Qinglian Island. Ancestor Lian’s magic.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and He Xiangu was knocked hundreds of meters away, vomiting blood.

Ancestor Qinglian was shocked when he saw this and rushed towards He Xiangu.

He Xiangu's face was extremely ugly. She knew that she was bound to die, but she was not afraid at all. Instead, she smiled, as if she had figured something out.

"He Xiangu! How are you?" The old Taoist with white eyebrows at the side asked with concern.

He Xiangu shook her head, with a relieved smile on her face.

The white-browed Taoist was frightened. He knew that He Xiangu was probably going to blow up her soul in order to die. This Qinglian Ancestor was so powerful that not many people would be able to survive if she blew herself up.

After thinking about it, he didn't care about so much, and his body turned into a puff of white smoke and dissipated on the spot.

When Patriarch Qinglian rushed towards He Xiangu's body, he suddenly felt a hint of danger.

Only then did he realize that he had been deceived.

"Hmph! Damn it! You dare to lie to me and seek death!" Qinglian Patriarch was extremely angry. He punched out and scattered the white smoke, then jumped up and fled towards the distance.

"I want to run away! It's not that simple!" The old man with white eyebrows sneered, and his body turned into a ball of white smoke and followed him.

The breath of Qinglian Patriarch was getting weaker and weaker. He no longer concealed his cultivation and galloped all the way towards the South China Sea.

"Damn it! You two damned things, when I catch you, I will definitely pull out your tendons and skin you! Extract your souls and refine them into skeleton puppets!" Qinglian Patriarch was galloping and cursing, his eyes were full of anger and hatred. It was obvious that he hated He Xiangu and the others.

"Humph! You evildoers still want to catch us, dream!" He Xiangu sneered.

Qinglian Patriarch heard He Xiangu's ridicule and was furious. He could not help but speed up his escape, wanting to get rid of these two annoying people as soon as possible.

"Hehe! Young lady! You are such a beautiful young lady. If you surrender to me obediently, I can consider letting you live!"

"Bah! A toad wants to eat swan meat! I will not let you succeed even if I risk my own soul!" He Xiangu scolded.

"Hmph! Since you are unwilling to surrender, then you have no choice but to die!"

The Qinglian Patriarch gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful of blood on the whisk in his hand, and the whisk immediately lit up with a faint green light.

The whisk shook, and the light immediately turned into countless green needles, stabbing towards He Xiangu.

He Xiangu dodged quickly, and countless green needles flew in all directions, hitting the cliffs, piercing the rocks, leaving shocking traces.