Accompanied by the extremely cold words of the Virgin Mary, the sword intent of the Zhuxian Sword was constantly restrained, and there was nothing else on the Zhuxian Sword except for its sharp edge.

Facing such a sword by the Virgin Mary, the people in the field have different expressions.

The faces of the members of the Anhui Sect changed slightly, and their expressions revealed a little concern, but this worry had a complicated look.

The faces of the Jie Cult were filled with joy, because they saw the hope of the Virgin Mary Wu's breakthrough in the quasi-saint from the sword of Virgin Mary Wu.

Ao Bing's expression was extremely calm, and no emotion was revealed from his face.

Taoist Randeng also had a flash of inspiration on the ruler in his hand, and his eyes were also staring at Guangchengzi faintly.

He knew very well that no matter how much the price he had to pay today, he had to ensure that Cihang would go back alive, otherwise he would lose the support of Samantabhadra and others in Western religion.

Although everyone's thoughts were different at this moment, everyone's eyes were all on the long sword in the hands of the Virgin Mary.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Ci Hang had almost no power to fight back at this moment. Whether he could go back alive depends on the power of the Saint Mother Wudang's sword and whether it would stab the second sword.

The ordinary Zhuxian Sword slashed over the golden light around Cihang.

Feeling the power contained in this sword, Cihang's face showed a strong sense of uneasiness, and the spiritual power in his body rushed towards the jade bottle in his hand.

The jade bottle that gathered Cihang's spiritual power emitted a stronger golden light gathered towards the place where the Zhuxian Sword was chopping.

In an instant, these golden lights condensed into golden palms and grabbed the Zhuxian Sword.

"Have you learned this little bit of a naive way?"

The Virgin Wudang asked coldly, with a strong tone of disappointment.

Originally, the Virgin Mary Wu wanted to use this battle to see if she could break through in this Shenzhou, but now it seems that the strength shown by Cihang is almost impossible.

Knowing that what he had planned was impossible, the Virgin Mary was not wasting time. She slashed the Sword of the Immortal in her hand, and a sword intent exploded directly from the blade.

The violent sword intent wrapped around the sword intent of Zhu Xian directly made everyone on the field feel the sharp edge.

Under this sharp edge, cracks appeared slowly on the golden palm, and as the momentum of the Virgin Wudang's body continued to increase, these cracks continued to expand.

"Break it for me!"

The eyes of the Virgin Mary's Maiden opened slightly, and the sword intent on the Zhuxian Sword exploded in full swing, and the golden palm dissipated instantly.

A sharp sword light flashed by, and a shrill scream came from Taoist Cihang.

The Yujing Bottle fell on the ground with a bang, and the figure of Taoist Randeng came directly towards Taoist Cihang.

"Ran Deng your opponent is me!"

Yun Xiao said calmly, but his figure was blocked in front of Taoist Randeng, looking at Taoist Randeng with calm eyes.

Looking at the clouds blocking in front of him, although Taoist Ran Deng was worried about Cihang's safety, he was more frustrated.

Almost when was he still the 3,000 guests of Zixiao Palace? Although his cultivation was not good, he was at least one generation higher than Yunxiao and others in terms of seniority.

Now, Yunxiao and the three generations of Xuanmen disciples not only did not have any respect for him, but their cultivation level was even higher than him.

The strong unwillingness and indignation condensed in the heart of Taoist Randeng, but at this moment he did not dare to show it at all.

Cihang looked at the intercepted Taoist Ran Deng, and his eyes revealed a desperate look.

Perhaps he had already confirmed that he was about to fall in this state of China, Cihang's mood gradually calmed down.

With a calm look at the Virgin Mother Wu, who was still holding the Zhuxian Sword, Ci Hang just smiled slightly.

Picking up his broken arm, Taoist Cihang stood up and put the arm in his hand into the Yujing bottle.

"Come on, fight!"

At this moment, Taoist Cihang had no distracting thoughts in his heart. All he wanted was to reach the end of his life in the battle.

In this prehistoric world, if all life wants to transcend, they must fight, whether it is facing fate or Tao.

At this moment, Cihang wanted to end all this with the most essential attitude of the prehistoric world.

The sharp fighting spirit came out from Taoist Cihang, and the artistic conception displayed on the long sword in his hand was completely different from before.

"Not bad! You are qualified to be my opponent at this moment!"

The Virgin Wudang looked at Taoist Cihang in surprise and said, "The four swords of Zhuxian flew straight towards Taoist Duobao behind him."

"What's the matter with junior sister?"

Duobao sighed and said to the Virgin Mary Wu.

In Duobao's opinion, there is no fairness in this prehistoric world. If you fight with anyone, just use it directly as long as Lingbao is stronger than the other party, don't talk about the so-called fairness.

"Senior brother, I know what I am doing. After all, Taoist Cihang was a disciple of the second master before, so there is still this friendship."

Hearing the words of the Virgin Mary, the Yu Ding Zhenren and others showed a little more respect in their eyes at the Virgin Mary.

"I will fight you!"

As the Virgin Wudang said, his figure flashed and appeared directly in front of Taoist Cihang. In an instant, countless fists had already smashed at Taoist Cihang.

Fierce collisions kept ringing, and both of them retreated.

The two of them stood still, and the face of the Virgin Mary was still the same, but the shallow traces on the fists disappeared.

Taoist Cihang was also incredibly embarrassed, standing with a long sword in one arm.

"I thought it wasn't too far from you, but I didn't expect the gap would be so big."

Taoist Cihang said, a mouthful of blood was spit out of his mouth, and his figure shook.

"Come again!"

Almost crazy words were shouted out from the mouth of Taoist Cihang, and the figure came frantically towards the Virgin Mary Wu.

The Virgin Wudang looked at Taoist Cihang at this moment, and there was a hint of respect in his eyes that had been full of contempt.

The blue inspiration continued to condense on the fist of the Virgin Mary, and the complex gaze calmed down again.

Just as the long sword was stabbed out by the Taoist Cihang, the Virgin Mary finally slowly punched.

The violent force hit the sword directly from the fist.

With one punch, Taoist Cihang flew backwards, and the figure of the Virgin Mother Wu also followed closely behind and fisted towards Taoist Cihang again.

Just as his fist was about to fall on Taoist Cihang, Guangchengzi's figure appeared in front of the Virgin Mary.

The two fists collided, and after the figure of the Virgin Mother took a step back, her eyes looked at Guangchengzi in confusion.

"Junior sister! Let's save his life!"

Guangchengzi bowed to the Virgin Mary Wu and asked for the Virgin Mary.

Hearing Guangchengzi's request, the Virgin Wudang looked at Duobao and Ao Bing respectively.

Ao Bing and Duobao looked at the expressions of the An Sect, and all nodded to the Virgin Mary Wu.

After returning a bow to Guangchengzi, the Virgin Mother turned around and walked towards Long Ji and Xiyin beside Ao Bing.

Looking at the Virgin Mary Wu who turned back, Taoist Randeng calmed down, while Taoist Cihang laughed miserably.

"Please take care of yourself!"

Guangchengzi turned around and looked at the once energetic junior brother, sighed deeply and said.

After saying this, Guangchengzi turned around and returned. When he arrived at Duobao, he said to Ao Bing Duobao: "Thank you."
Chapter completed!