Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 343 Taixuan Sword Sutra

Mo Qingfeng suddenly took a deep breath, and the silver-white iron sword in his hand suddenly emitted bursts of mysterious yellow energy.

A murderous sword intent from heaven and earth completely enveloped the space.

Yuan Ying had the highest cultivation level among the four people, and immediately sensed something was wrong, and shouted:

"Sister, retreat!"

However, it was too late. Before Yingshe could react, Mo Qingfeng suddenly drew his sword.

At that moment, the sword seemed to have become a living thing. All the mysterious energy was sucked into the iron sword, and the silver-white light became brighter and brighter.

Mo Qingfeng waved his hand, drew his sword, and then put it away.

It was as if the body had not moved.

Yingshe just reacted and moved sideways, retreating almost a hundred feet, barely avoiding the sword intent. Yingshe stood far away in the air and laughed shrilly:

"What a boast! The Great Sword Immortal Mo! The Taixuan Sword Sect is the leader of the nine great sword sects. In my opinion, however... not..."

Her voice suddenly stopped and her breath was cut off.

I saw her huge snake body begin to fall down piece by piece.

The incision was so smooth that not even a drop of blood could flow out.

The body of Ying Snake was like tofu cut by a master, thin and in pieces, which suddenly scattered and fell into the forest with a shake.

This scene shocked everyone present.

Tu Luo and Ying Snake were both in the eighth realm. When he saw Ying Snake's miserable condition, he suddenly froze.

He had never seen such a fast and fierce sword intent.

A powerful demon in the Eight Realms, a figure so powerful that he could intimidate anyone in the area, couldn't even withstand a single strike from Mo Qingfeng. At this moment, Tu Luo vaguely thought of Bai Zhi.

The great man who chopped the powerful demon into ashes with one sword.

Is it true that there is such a huge difference in strength just because of one realm difference?

He couldn't help but look at his elder sister and Yuan Ying for help.

Yuan Ying secretly made a forked gesture with her fingers, and Tu Luo immediately understood and nodded.

Mo Qingfeng finally turned his head, staring at Yuan Ying, and said indifferently: "I heard that among the three clans in Jinghai, except for the strong ones of the Ling clan, your sword cultivation is the highest. You have the mark of the heart of heaven, so you are naturally a person who has successfully achieved the three slashes of the immortals. With the blessing of the divine blood, you have cultivated the white bone sword intent in the past ten years!"

"You're right!"

Yuan Ying's expression was indifferent.

Mo Qingfeng lowered his head and gently touched the blade of his sword. "It's been a long time since I've fought with anyone. My sword skills have declined so much that I don't even know how much. You're a good opponent. Today, I'll test your White Bone Sword Intent!"

The golden dragon beside it suddenly moved.

Mo Qingfeng looked at it and said calmly, "Do you want to come with us?"

Sister Gongsun said softly, "We are all from the three clans of Jinghai, and we always advance and retreat together!"

"Very good!" Mo Qingfeng turned around and looked at Tu Luo who was standing in the distance:

"Is that the case with you?"

Tu Luo didn't say anything, but his body trembled noticeably. It was a fight between three powerful ninth-level warriors. If he was caught in the battlefield, his fate would be the same as Ying Snake's.

"You... killed my third sister, I want to avenge her!"

"Very good!" Mo Qingfeng nodded, but stared at the painting in his hand and said lightly: "Don't damage the painting. The painting is your life. As long as the painting is there, you are there. If the painting is damaged, you will die!"

His voice was like a curse, and when Tu Luo heard it, his body trembled again.

"Draw out your sword!"

As soon as Mo Qingfeng mentioned the word "sword", he raised his own sword.

"Go together!"

Yuan Ying stepped on the ground, and the bone dragon flew up with a flutter. The terrifying pressure made ripples in the air, and Sister Gongsun's body suddenly became smaller.

Several golden phosphorescent lights emanated from his body and flew towards the tip of the bone sword in Yuan Ying's hand.

"So this is the combined attack technique, not bad! Quite interesting!"

Mo Qingfeng pursed his lips into a smile, and the pure white sword light suddenly pierced the sky. Above the sky, countless dark yellow air began to roll in vortexes and converged towards the sword body.

Yuan Ying sat directly on top of the bone dragon's head. A jade branch shining with luster emerged from above her head, and the bone sword body was connected to the two fluorescent lights at the same time.

Yuan Ying's slender body suddenly flew up, and the sword whistled loudly:

"Bone Sword Intent—Break!"

Along with this sharp roar, the bone dragon also let out a sharp dragon roar. The two roars merged together, and the originally clear sky suddenly fell into complete silence and darkness.

The wails of countless evil spirits and the sounds of pain pierced through the tip of the bone sword.

Mo Qingfeng sneered:

"It's really an evil weapon. How many fellow cultivators have you refined?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Yuan Ying scolded coldly.

A black sword beam, tinged with a green phosphorescent glow, surged forth from the darkness like a wave. A cold, gloomy aura enveloped the heavens, forced inward by the sword's radiance.

Mo Qingfeng's body suddenly shuddered in the darkness.

Countless cold, resentful eyes were staring into his heart.

He suddenly closed his eyes and chanted softly:

"Clouds and seals are in the void, at the beginning of the catastrophe, the rice is planted, sometimes sinking, sometimes floating. Heavenly Emperor, listen to my request, the netherworld depends on you, the great city of immortality..."

Sister Gongsun's voice suddenly became sharp:

"This... this is the Taixuan Sutra!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Qingfeng shouted softly:

"Sacrifice the sword!"

Silver-white light emanated from the entire body of his sword, and the dark yellow and green energy was absorbed into the sword body, turning it completely as white as the sun, like the light of morning light, breaking through the dark sky.

This sword seems like a sword from distant time.

Flying from the sky, like the sun, piercing through the black night.

Suddenly, a cough was heard in the darkness, followed by the sound of a white skeleton cracking.

Mo Qingfeng just swung his sword.

Behind him—

Tu Luo's figure suddenly retreated like an arrow. His body was as fast as lightning and he flew thousands of feet in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared at the edge of the sky.

Yuan Ying's voice rang out in the darkness:

"The Taixuan Sword Scripture is indeed worthy of its reputation. I have learned a lot today!"

"Let's go!" As Yuan Ying and Sister Gongsun retreated, the ninth-tier bone dragon's body suddenly exploded. All the bone fragments completely enveloped the entire mountaintop.

The fragments emitted a gloomy aura and fell on the top of the mountain.

All the grass and trees turned into charred black immediately after touching these bone fragments.

Mo Qingfeng looked at Yuan Ying who was leaving. The explosion of the ninth-level bone dragon at its deathbed completely submerged their figures. He hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and chased in the direction where Tu Luo retreated.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, and Mo Qingfeng's body disappeared in the light blue sky.

As soon as Mo Qingfeng left.

Yuan Ying and Sister Gongsun quietly walked out of the forest.

Looking at the scattered bone dragon fragments, Sister Gongsun's face was very solemn. She sighed softly, "It is indeed the Taixuan Sword Intention. We have underestimated him this time. The Taixuan Sword Sect is ranked first among the nine major sword sects. This sword technique is truly earth-shattering!"

Yuan Ying smiled bitterly and said, "I... I'm still not as good as... him..."

He bent his body and suddenly a stream of black blood spurted out of his mouth.