Chapter 1571

Looking at the Ancient Soul pole to the sword soul, mu Hanyan's hand quietly grasped the sword handle.

Although the sword she had just fought with aofangchen consumed all her energy, mu Hanyan was surprised to find that her recovery speed was dozens of times faster than before, even hundreds of times faster than before. It wasn't long before she had recovered half of it. If she guessed correctly, it should also be related to the soul of the sword.

Of course, relying on this 50% strength, it is obviously impossible to be the opponent of Gu Huangji, but the soul of the sword is too important for her to watch it fall into the hands of others. No matter what, she has to fight hard!

"Dragon breaks, sword cuts!" Just as mu Hanyan was ready to fight, Wei Xiaotian suddenly soared into the air and attacked Bu Xuanji again.

Seeing Wei Xiaotian's action, mu Hanyan was a little surprised. Because of his injury, he was doomed to die. He didn't see any hesitation on his face, but he was determined. Such Wei Xiaotian is quite different from the mean person in Mu Hanyan's mind who does everything to achieve his goal.

"Choke..." With another crisp sound, Wei Xiaotian was shaken back by Bu Xuanji's sword again, spitting blood in his mouth.

"You're not going to die!" Ao Fangchen holds Wei Xiaotian and takes out a pill to take.

"They must not be allowed to get this sword soul, otherwise the holy court will be in great trouble!" Wei Xiaotian spat out another mouthful of blood, but his expression became more determined.

"How important is the soul of the sword?" Ao Fang Chen can't help asking.

"Martial uncle Wuchen's Wuchen sword comes from the same soul." Wei Xiaotian didn't have time to explain too much, didn't have the permission of the Lord, and didn't dare to reveal the secret to others. He just said it briefly.

However, this sentence is enough. Ao Fangchen has suffered a lot under Jian Wuchen's hands. He knows the power of his Wuchen sword. Hearing this, his expression immediately became dignified.

Originally, he was still thinking whether he should retreat first if he really couldn't. After all, it's not easy to live to this age. It's not worth dying like this. But now, he knows that he can never retreat. In any case, he can't let this sword spirit fall into the hands of the temple!

"Proud world, dust out!" Aofangchen roared and attacked the ancient emperor, followed by Wei Xiaotian.

As soon as Gu Huangji and bu Xuanji's swords unfolded, they retreated again.

But they didn't stop for a moment. As soon as they stabilized themselves, they went up again.

Once, twice, three times The clear sound of the sword was heard all the time, but in a moment, the four men fought more than ten swords.

Finally, after another crisp sound, Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian fall to the ground at the same time. At this time, they are covered with blood, not only spitting blood, but also seeping blood from their nose and ears.

They had been seriously injured, and then suffered one after another. They not only broke their internal organs, but even their meridians broke one after another.

However, their fierce attack at the cost of their lives was not useless. Gu Huangji and bu Xuanji's faces turned white, their chest fluctuated sharply, their breath was restless, and they obviously suffered some internal injuries.

After all, bu Xuanji's strength is only to promote the sword saint, but it can't be compared with those saints. If Wei Xiaotian wasn't injured, he would not be his opponent at all. Although Gu Huangji had a magic weapon to help him, the function of that magic weapon was limited. He could not exert his strongest power at all.

Although they have the upper hand, Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian fight for their lives. They have to pay some price.

"I'll kill them, and you'll get the soul of the sword!" Gu Huangji was finally impatient, and his eyes were full of murders. He said to bu Xuanji.

"Yes, my Lord!" Bu Xuanji answered and walked towards the soul of the sword.

While walking, Pu Xuanji took out a magic weapon, which was shaped like a palace lantern, full of ancient flavor, with faint yellow halo on it. In the Holy Spirit dreamland, these powerful sword spirits can be found as long as they are predestined, and then understand by themselves. But it's not so easy to take them away. This magic weapon in his hand, which looks like a palace lantern, is specially used to pick up the sword spirit, and it's also a relic of his great grandfather.

Seeing the strong intention of killing on Gu Huangji's face, the expressions of Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian become more dignified.

"God of darkness, please give me holy power to imprison thousands of demons No life, no prison Gu Huangji suddenly sang aloud. The air was distorted, just like an invisible cage, and he went to Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian.

Mu Hanyan is shocked. He remembers that the last time Gu Huangji fought with Fen Qianji, he also used this move. If it wasn't for Fen Qianji's serious injury, he would not have been his opponent.

However, if you want to use the no life prison, do you not have to break the seal barrier with the forbidden technique and borrow the power of heaven and earth from the land of God? Mu Hanyan looked up, but did not see the sudden change when the seal was broken.

When you see Gu Huangji, the Black Mist outside him, and his face, which seems to be ten or twenty years old, mu Hanyan knows that he used a strange skill similar to blood sacrifice, and forced him to perform the lifeless imprisonment at the expense of Shouyuan.

"No life, no prison!" Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian obviously also know that this powerful Temple magic is a dramatic change of expression.They exchanged their eyes at the same time. Suddenly, they both spewed out blood. With the blood burning, they also used the technique of blood sacrifice to enhance their strength.

"Proud world, dust out!" Aofangchen roared to the ancient emperor.

With the skill of blood sacrifice, his combat power is greatly improved. Although he is seriously injured, this sword still has the power of destroying heaven and earth.

Mu Hanyan knew that he was lucky to hurt aofangchen. If he wasn't too conceited and used the sword as soon as he came up, he would not even have the chance to enter the heart of the heaven and earth sword, and would have been seriously injured by his sword.

Ao Fangchen cut out one sword after another. The ancient emperor could not ban him for a while.

"Dragon breaks, sword cuts!" Wei Xiaotian took advantage of this opportunity to fly out of the empty space of no life prison and attack Bu Xuanji again.

"Wei Xiaotian, for the sake of friendship between your family and my Bu family for generations, I didn't want to kill you. If you have to kill yourself, you can't blame me." Bu Xuanji said, then he pulled out his sword again and stabbed it mercilessly.

"Poof!" The cold edge of the sword directly stabs Wei Xiaotian in the ribs and penetrates from behind.

Bu Xuanji was slightly stunned. Facing the sword he stabbed, Wei Xiaotian didn't dodge or block him. He let his sword pierce him. To be more accurate, it was actually that he ran into Bu Xuanji's sword.

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