Chapter 886

"How could it be the later period of Zhenyuan?" Everyone looked at Ling Chuxi in disbelief. Half a month ago, he was still in the early period of the real Yuan Dynasty. How could this be the late period of the true Yuan Dynasty? Even if there is a white jade crystal heart, such progress is too shocking.

In fact, Ling Chuxi was also a little surprised at this moment. She was very aware of her own strength. Relying on the white jade crystal heart, she broke through the bottleneck and reached the middle of Zhenyuan period. However, when she took the sword, she felt that the spiritual power of Baiyu Jingxin suddenly poured into the falling dust sword like a flood. Under the Cangyuan sword style, she even burst out the true Qi belonging to the late Zhenyuan period.

It turns out that Cangyuan sword with white jade crystal heart, there is such a magical effect!

Wei Zhixuan was also full of shock, but what shocked him was not Ling Chuxi's strength in the late Yuan Dynasty.

Of course, it's amazing that Ling Chuxi's age has the strength of the late period of the Zhenyuan Dynasty. But in the holy land of zongmen, many of the direct descendants of the major clans were soaked with the Yi Jing lotion and various kinds of medicinal herbs and pills since they were young, and they also have such strength.

What really shocked and even scared him was the powerful power contained in Ling Chuxi's sword.

In the meantime, he felt the horror of the sword more clearly than others.

This sword can't be described with subtlety. The boundless sword idea coincides with the heaven and earth road. It's not too much to call it the peak of martial arts sword idea.

Although it is only a sword, it contains endless changes, and contains the supreme prestige of the world.

The unprecedented fear filled the whole heart in an instant, and the hand holding the sword could not help shaking.

Wei Zhixuan has an illusion that he is like the withered leaves in autumn, facing the fierce cold wind, like a rootless duckweed, facing the violent tsunami waves, like a weak mole ant, looking up at the towering peaks between the clouds. At this moment, he was so powerless that he could not resist.

This is the Cangyuan seven swords, which once dominated Jiuzhou and deterred heaven and earth. After this period of understanding, and seeing the fighting between the sword spirit and the sword heart, Ling Chuxi finally touched the profound meaning of the Cangyuan sword style. Just relying on the power of the sword meaning, Wei Zhixuan's liver and gall were cold.

"Choking!" With a crisp sound, the falling dust sword fell on Wei Zhixuan's long sword.

Wei Zhixuan had already lost his fighting spirit, and his sword flew out of his hand.

Then, I saw the sharp sword light cleaving towards me.

"Ah Wei Zhixuan's face turned pale in an instant. He didn't even have a chance to dodge. He only had the fear of death in his eyes.

"Pa!" Just when Wei Zhixuan thought he was dead, the body of the falling dust sword snapped on his body.

Immediately, the body came to the burning pain, Wei Zhixuan himself can feel a blood mark quickly swollen up, but the heart is full of surprise. If you can feel the pain, you are not dead.

But immediately, the sword light waved again, and a burst of heat came from the body.

Before he could react, several swords were slapped on him. After the hot feeling, it was as painful and itchy as the bite of tens of thousands of ants, which made people want to die.

This time, Ling Chuxi did not use poison, but accurately controlled the real Qi of the sword technique. He injected the pure Qi as thin as a needle into Wei Zhixuan's meridians, which would not make him faint immediately, but also make him feel the greatest pain. This feeling, absolutely can't be better than poisoning.

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