“Ahem…”
A slight cough echoed in the empty stone chamber.
Xiang Sheng covered his chest and pressed lightly. The frost spreading over the wound shattered and dissipated instantly, and the blood turned back to its normal bright red color.
When Wei Zhao saw this scene, he felt a chill in his heart.
Jiang Weicheng's icy true energy was very difficult to deal with, but was easily dissolved by this person. He glared at Wen Changyan hatefully and secretly sent a message.
"Is this what you call a bluff that can't be defeated?"
Zhao Zhuo stared at Xiang Sheng, secretly on guard, and also sent a voice message: "Wen Changyan, you, the Chiyan Sect, must give us an explanation for this matter."
Wen Changyan stared blankly at Xiang Sheng, as if he hadn't heard what Wei Zhao and the others said.
This is completely different from what Brother Xiang said!
This is a mortal who only knows two tricky sword moves. Is he at the Qi Refining Stage at most?
What kind of mortal could seriously injure two people who had reached the late stage of foundation building in an instant?
Could it be that Senior Brother Xiang recognized the wrong person?
Wen Changyan was so confused that he didn't even bother to report to his superiors. He turned around and tried to escape without saying a word.
Suddenly, a gust of sword wind passed by his ear, cut off several strands of hair, and nailed a Fengyue Sect disciple who was fleeing in front of him to the wall.
"ah!!!"
Wen Changyan suddenly stopped and looked at the Fengyue Sect disciple hanging on the wall wailing. He felt a chill all over his body and his feet seemed to be stuck. He didn't dare to take another step forward.
Just now...what was that?
Sword light?
The opponent was a full ten feet away from him, so how could the sword light be so fast? He didn't even have time to react.
“Cough cough cough…”
A weak cough sounded, and it fell into everyone's ears, but it was like a death warrant.
No one dared to try to escape again. All pairs of uneasy eyes looked at the shaky and thin figure at the door.
Xiang Sheng sat down against the stone door, stretched out his hand, and the sword light nailed to the wall in the distance immediately disappeared, and suddenly fell into his palm, turning into a spiritual dagger.
This dagger was given to me by Lu Zhu and is named Lian Cui. I had originally discarded it, but I didn't expect it to be useful again.
This move is called Shadowless.
She used the token to comprehend the aura of the Dao and comprehend the "Flying Sword Technique", and learned the first sword of the external sword technique in a very short time.
Once she used it, she finally understood why sword cultivators were known as "invincible at the same level."
When a sword cultivator practices sword moves, all his sword energy is concentrated on the flying sword.
If an ordinary strand of true essence is a pile of loose sand, then a flying sword is gold and iron. Whether in terms of power or other aspects, there is a world of difference.
How could ordinary cultivators of the same generation be a match for a sword cultivator?
A hint of understanding appeared in Xiang Sheng's eyes.
If you can get a good flying sword instead of using a spiritual dagger, this move will be even more powerful.
Xiang Sheng was still lost in thought, but everyone in the field felt like every second was passing by, and it was extremely difficult.
Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore.
"Fellow Daoist, what exactly do you intend to do by detaining all of us here?"
A casual cultivator couldn't help but yelled angrily: "Whether it's life or death, fellow Daoist, just give me a definite answer!"
Xiang Sheng suddenly raised his eyes, and the voice immediately became much quieter.
Without looking at the wandering cultivator, Xiang Sheng turned his gaze to the two young men not far away.
After a moment's hesitation, she said calmly, "The leaders of Fengyue Sect and Baihua Valley have been defeated. Are you two from Qianxing Hall and Guimu Valley?"
Wei Zhao took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said, "I am Wei Zhao, the chief of the inner sect of Qianxing Palace."
Zhao Zhuo also introduced himself, then looked up at Xiang Sheng and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Forgive my reckless words, but what you are doing is tantamount to making an enemy of the entire cultivation world. It is extremely unwise."
Xiang Sheng looked at Zhao Zhuo and sneered, "What do you know?"
Zhao Zhuo's face turned pale and he was angry, but he didn't dare to refute it openly. He didn't want to end up like Jiang Weicheng.
"Wen Changyan."
Xiang Sheng tilted his head slightly, looking at the young man standing stiffly in the distance. His tone was calm, yet it revealed an unquestionable tone, "Come here."
Wen Changyan didn't dare to disobey, and walked up to Xiang Sheng with his head held high. "Fellow Daoist, you summoned me. What is your wish?"
Xiang Sheng said indifferently, "Let me ask you, is the person you delivered the message to Lin Beilan?"
Wen Changyan was startled and nodded, "It is indeed Senior Sister Lin."
"Then you can tell her the message."
Xiang Sheng smiled coldly, "As long as Xiang Hongyu is not dead, the blood debts of all the inner disciples of the five major sects in the lower maze will be counted on the head of the Chiyan Sect!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present's expressions changed drastically.
Wen Changyan gasped, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "Daoyou..."
Xiang Sheng's eyes turned cold, and before he could make any move, the spirit dagger instantly appeared between Wen Changyan's eyebrows. "If you keep talking nonsense, go down and wait for Xiang Hongyu."
Wen Changyan broke out in a cold sweat and immediately swallowed the second half of his words. He took out the emergency communication token and sent the message according to Xiang Sheng's request.
Wei Zhao and Zhao Zhuo looked solemn. While Xiang Sheng's mind was still on Wen Changyan, they looked at each other and rushed forward without saying a word!
There was no way they would leave their fate in the hands of the Chiyan Sect's true disciple.
The two took the lead, and the other disciples of the sect were shocked and followed suit.
"kill!"
"Let's go together!"
"Kill this devil!"
The colorful true energy condensed into a huge streak of light, and the magic weapons and killing weapons came all at once to kill him. Wen Changyan looked back and was immediately frightened and retreated in a hurry. He was only touched by the edge of the streak of light and was seriously injured and vomited blood.
Xiang Sheng frowned and his figure suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the spiritual dagger that was resting between Zha Wen Changyan's eyebrows also disappeared.
Beams of light slammed into the open space, and various magical weapons released their power, directly drowning everyone's vision and turning it into a white light.
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