Chapter 342

Sword clan Tallinn, sonorous!

The blades are staggered and the light sweeps.

Baizichen's sword is also a magic weapon with Dharma patterns. Now it is sacrificed, and the sword is shining across ten directions.

Mu Xingzhu's face is dignified, and the strength of baizichen is far from being comparable to others.

Only Yan unparalleled can press his head.

Boom!

Mu Xingzhu no longer hides clumsiness, but directly displays the spirit of sword.

The transparent soul sword wave sweeps out, Rao is white dust, but also slightly discolored.

But he still used his sword moves to resist the sword intention of his soul.

This does not mean that the soul sword is not strong.

It's the sword meaning, which is directly filled by Yinning to muxingzhu.

She can't fully understand it for a while and a half, and can't give full play to her strength.

"If the cultivation of Mu Xingzhu is equal to mine, the sword will really pose a great threat to me." Bai Zichen also has lingering palpitations.

But fortunately, with his current cultivation level, he can still surpass mu Xingzhu.

"Originally, this move was used to suppress unparalleled, but now, let's try the sword with you first."

Bai Zichen said in the bottom of his heart.

He made another sword. With this sword, a mysterious artistic conception also spread.

Beautiful, sad and moving

"This is!"

When baizichenshi exhibited this sword, Yan Wushuang, Ji Ling, and even all the disciples in the inner court showed a shaking color in their eyes.

"Are you finally willing to use this sword?" Yan Wushuang murmured to himself, with bright eyes.

Rao is not only a disciple of the inner court, but also a disciple of the outer court. Although he doesn't know the reason for Bai Zichen's sword, he can also feel the faint sadness.

Even the elders such as Qinghe, gutuo and Xiyun were moved. They directly stood up and explored carefully.

Because they noticed that this was the sword technique of baizichen leaving a mark on Yijian cliff.

Even not far away, the hills are slightly frozen.

"The artistic conception of this sword..." on one side, the wind shook his head slightly.

In the whole inner court, I'm afraid only he knows who the man who left a mark on Yijian cliff is.

Because the wind filled the building, I felt the whole process of Ye guchen's creation in the wilderness plain.

"Counterfeiting is counterfeiting. It has only its shape but no intention. This sword loses its soul."

The wind filled the floor and sighed in my heart.

On one side of the hill, some clues were also detected.

But not everyone has their own insight and vision.

Rao is these elders in the inner court. Although he is a little confused, he feels that the sword of baizichen is a little rough compared with the scar of the sword cliff, but he doesn't think much.

"The sword move leaves a mark. It pays attention to the harmony of time, place and people. This sword may not be as strong as the one on Yijian cliff, but it also has that meaning." elder gutuo praised seriously.

The green crane looked at him suspiciously.

These elders felt that there was a gap between Bai Zichen's sword and the scar on the same sword cliff.

However, on the challenge arena, in the face of baizichen's sword, Rao is mu Xingzhu, but also in a trance for a moment.

There was a lot of sadness in her heart. She was a little stunned by this sword.

However, because baizichen didn't touch the essence of this sword, mu Xingzhu woke up at the next moment.

However, the sword of baizichen has come to our eyes.

If Mu Xingzhu cultivates for a period of time by relying on the immortal soul bead, and her cultivation reaches more than six changes of the spirit, she will have some confidence in dealing with the white dust.

But now, mu Xingzhu still has some reluctance to overcome the baizichen of the eight changes of the divine soul.

"Younger martial sister mu, although you have a great opportunity, let your senior brother tell you what it means to have someone outside the person and there is a day outside the world!"

Bai Zichen smiled and thought he had won.

"Elder martial brother ye, isn't Xingzhu useless? It can't replace you to become the first in the inner court and keep the venerable Cave..." Mu Xingzhu showed a sad smile at the corner of his mouth.

Everyone with a clear eye can see that the end of the war is set.

"This sword is really strong, and the defeat of muxingzhu is not unjust." Yan Wumei's eyes are bright. It seems that she can't wait to learn baizichen's sword.

However, at this moment, a flame burst from the far sky.

Crash to this challenge arena!

"What's going on!"

For a moment, everyone was surprised.

However, because the flame was too fast, it fell directly on the challenge arena in an instant.

With a roar, smoke filled the air.

A slender white palm with a faint cyan luster stretched out and directly clamped the sword with two fingers.

to be sonorous!

The blade stops

"My sword sect disciple, it's not your turn to teach!"

A whisper, not loud, but like thunder, rang through everyone's ears.

The sound seemed to freeze the world and silence everyone here.