Chapter 239 No! He can't get out!
"When did the leader of Tianxuan Sect become so unbearable?"
The old man looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and in his eyes there was not only contempt but also regret.
It's a pity that Tianxuan Sect has fallen to such a state.
Xia He gritted his teeth, looking extremely unhappy.
If the other party just looked down on him, Xia He could still tolerate it.
However, the other party's regretful eyes seemed to say, "The Tianxuan Sect is really getting worse with each generation. You are not even as good as the previous sect leaders. How could they choose someone like you as the sect leader?" This look completely infuriated Xia He.
"Old immortal thing!"
Xia He cursed in his heart, jumped up, and slashed at the old man with the bronze sword in his hand.
Above the old man's head, there appeared an image of a huge bronze sword.
The bronze sword of the leader of Tianxuan Sect is not like a traditional fairy sword. This bronze sword was born for Taoism and can maximize the power of a person's Taoism. This bronze sword also has special techniques!
"I miss this sword very much, but I didn't expect that he is dead, and died faster than me."
The old man raised his head and looked at the huge bronze sword above his head with nostalgia.
Although he did not witness the other party's death, since a new sect leader had been appointed, it meant that he was gone.
The old man shook his head, stretched out his hand and pointed upwards.
Countless long swords transformed from sword energy formed a sword dragon and rushed towards the bronze sword statue.
“Roar!”
The long dragon of sword energy strangled the bronze sword image.
"sulfuric acid!"
Xia He had already pointed the bronze sword at the old man's forehead, but the old man just stretched out his fingers and easily caught it.
"Ding"
The old man flicked the bronze sword with his other hand, and the bronze sword trembled and vibrated continuously, making Xia He's palm numb and he almost let go of the sword.
Xia He kicked the old man on the head, and his foot seemed to be wrapped in bronze.
"boom!"
The old man threw a punch, and the sword energy collided with Xia He's spiritual power. Xia He spun several circles in the air with the bronze sword in his hand and fell to the ground.
Xia He stared at this old guy.
This old immortal guy was able to drag himself here just by using his sword energy.
If he was really released and his strength recovered to its peak, I really couldn't imagine it.
The last time, the saints and sect masters of the five major sects of the four major holy places joined forces to capture the other party.
If he comes out again, can he really do it? No! He can't come out! Otherwise, he will die! Xia He stood up, inserted the bronze sword in front of himself, and chanted the spell with both hands.
With the bronze sword as the center, the rocks on the ground gradually turned into bronze, and a bronze tiger emerged from the ground.
"go!"
Xia He pointed at the old man, and the bronze tiger pounced towards him as if it had been summoned.
The old man smashed the bronze tiger into pieces with one punch.
The sword energy penetrated the bronze tiger's body and directly created a big hole.
But the next moment, another bronze tiger emerged from the ground.
The old man smashed another one, and another bronze tiger appeared.
These bronze tigers were like fish flying out of the sea, constantly passing by the old man.
But the old man was not in a hurry.
The old man knew very well that in his current state, it was almost impossible to kill the other party.
However, if the other party wants to dissipate his sword energy in this way, I would be very willing to do so.
However, it was obvious that the other party didn't want to continue to argue with the old man.
A huge bronze statue stood in front of Xiahe.
The bronze statue took a step forward, stretched out its big foot, and stepped towards the old man.
“Boom!”
This bronze statue directly crushed the old man.
But Xia He did not relax. He did not think that the opponent would be defeated so easily.
Sure enough, the next moment, the cracks on the bronze statue continued to spread.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang.
This bronze statue shattered directly and turned into thousands of spiritual powers and dissipated.
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In the old man's hand, there was an illusory fairy sword.
Three thousand years ago, no one did not know this magical sword.
This old man once took this magic sword and killed his way into the demon kingdom in the southern border, pierced through the northern wilderness, and destroyed the Central Plains.
When seeing this old man holding this magic sword, Xia He felt a little confused, and even had a sense of pride, a sense of pride that "I am also a match worthy of him to draw the sword."
But soon, Xia He instantly dispelled the boring sense of pride in his heart!
The opponent is just an illusion formed by sword energy, and this sword is just a long sword formed by sword intent. In fact, this old man with this sword is not even twice as strong as he was back then.
It was ridiculous that he felt proud of this! Xia He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and threw out another Bagua map.
The Bagua diagram disintegrated itself in mid-air as it flew towards the old man.
A starry sky was arranged above the old man's head, and thousands of stars formed a mysterious killing formation.
The old man was in a dangerous position in the killing array.
"Tianxuan Star Formation." The old man stroked his beard, "Then let me see to what extent you can use the killing formation that your Tianxuan Sect has kept in its bottom line."
"How is it?"
In the cave, Zhou Wanfeng asked the bandits.
A one-eyed man nodded: "These two kids are indeed very talented. They have already learned most of my ways of being a bully."
“Hahaha, I told you, these two little guys are already very powerful. They mastered the Four Gods Mechanism that I taught them in just five hours in their dreams.”
Zhang Xiaoer asked, "How many spells are still missing?"
Wang Mazi: "We still need four more spells."
"According to their learning speed, they may be able to master everything in less than a day." said the man named Qin Feng.
"not enough."
At this time, the butcher shook his head.
"Even if these two people are rare geniuses, so what? The old man's sword is not simple. It's good enough that they can learn it. It's almost impossible for them to learn it in a short time."
“.”
Listening to the butcher's words, everyone was silent.
From the time Xu Ming and the other man fell to the ground, two hours had passed in reality, while in their spiritual consciousness, two hundred hours had passed.
Although they learned eleven spells in these two hundred hours, the learning speed was far beyond their imagination.
But how long can the old man hold on? If they can't learn the old man's sword, all their efforts will be wasted!
(End of this chapter)