When the long rainbow on the top of Nanshan Mountain was startled, and then a figure was smashed to the ground, Zhang Shaoyang at the foot of the mountain recognized that it was his master at first sight.

Looking at the large area of ​​smoke and dust that bombarded the ground under the huge power, Zhang Shaoyang suddenly pulled his heart, and an unexplained shock and abnormal anger rose in his inexplicable chest. The place where Yao Sanming fell was dozens of feet away from him. Zhang Shaoyang subconsciously stroked the mark on the sword with his two fingers. In an instant, the fierce spiritual energy surged up, and the spiritual energy in the lake in his body rushed up uncontrollably. Zhang Shaoyang, who had just touched the Qi Gong skill, rose directly from the ground and floated towards Yao Sanming.

At this time, Zhang Shaoyang's mind was blank. He just wanted to arrive at the master as soon as possible, without any notice of the lake inside his body. At this moment, hundreds of big dragons appeared. All of these big dragons crashed towards the black sword on the lake. Under the pressure of these spiritual dragons, the black sword also woke up in an instant. The sword body suddenly shook, and the leading dragons were immediately dispersed, turning into a mist and falling into the lake, splashing huge waves.

But this time there were too many big dragons that rushed up. After just killing several big dragons, the remaining big dragons surrounded them instantly and began to rush towards the black sword. These big dragons were extremely ferocious. Although they were crushed by the black sword again and again, a new big dragon soon emerged from the lake. The black sword hung above the lake surface, and seemed to be at its most central position forever and could not move. It could only strangle the dragon by relying on the sword intent emitted by the vibration. Because of this, every time the black sword emitted the sword intent, it was shaken back and forth by countless big dragons. After several consecutive waves, the black mist emitted by the black sword obviously dissipated a lot.

Fortunately, at this time, the sword fairy's will, who had been standing quietly, let out a clear roar, and then jumped up from the lake, cutting off the more than ten big dragons surrounding the black sword in half. With this breath, the black light on the black sword burst out again, and the sword's body shook again, shaking all the big dragons around it into water mist.

For a time, two swords and hundreds of spiritual dragons formed a confrontation.

Zhang Shaoyang had no idea about all this in his body. He only felt that his body was very restless, and that there was a kind of power that would squirt from his body. He didn't care about this strange state and leaped a few times in the air. His speed was so fast that the old Taoist priest behind him dumbfounded and sighed that he had lived so old, but he couldn't tell that this kid was a master in the martial arts world!

Yao Sanming struggled to get up from the ground. After Zhou Jingxian's powerful kick, he felt a sharp pain all over his body. Everything he saw was blood red. He finally stood up with trembling knees, but in the end he fell to the ground. He simply stopped struggling and lay on the ground, panting. He saw the clumsy disciple flying towards him like crazy. He smiled mockly. If he hadn't blocked the attack with only a trace of internal force at the last moment, he might have really not seen his disciple.

But as his eyes gradually moved up from Zhang Shaoyang, he finally stayed on the person with disheveled hair on the top of the mountain. Even if Zhou Jingxian looked embarrassed, the strength of the Nine Gates to the top was nothing to talk about? After a brief breathing adjustment, Zhou Jingxian hung in the air, looking down on Yao Sanming below, with a deep and cold look in his eyes.

Yao Sanming understood that if he died at this moment, the value of this trip would be gone.

His eyes suddenly became firm and he tried to get up again. Fortunately, at this time, Zhang Shaoyang finally arrived beside him, held his arm, and finally stood up smoothly this time.

"Master, how are you?"

Looking at Yao Sanming's shocking wounds, Zhang Shaoyang was at a loss and cried a little, with tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

"It's okay, ahem..."

As soon as Yao Sanming opened his mouth, blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. After coughing a few times, his body was shaking, and it didn't seem like he was fine?

In Zhang Shaoyang's cognition, Yao Sanming is always invincible in the world! No one can hurt him at all. However, Yao Sanming's weak appearance in front of him suddenly realized that his master was called a sword immortal, but he was not an immortal!

"Master, what should I do? I'm really useless. It seems that I can't do anything!"

Looking at his apprentice's self-blame, Yao Sanming smiled bitterly and looked at Zhou Jingxian above his head again. Zhou Jingxian also looked back at him and sneered: "Yao Sanming, is this little ability?"

After a little breath, Yao Sanming blocked Zhang Shaoyang behind him, and his gray clothes were all over his body and said in a cold voice: "I guess the old man is not much better. He will hit the Heavenly Dao with a blow. Even if you have the strength to reach the top of the Nine Gates, your internal strength should be almost deficient."

Zhou Jingxian sneered: "That's enough to kill you."

"Is that so? Kill me, how dare you return to the formation? Are you not afraid that you, who is so weak, will be taken away by the boy who is so weak, and the immortal Taoist fruit taken away by the boy who holds the mountain sword?"

Zhou Jingxian couldn't help but stagnate. He had thought about this possibility. Although Xu Nianchuan was young and light, his mind was obviously different from his peers. He seemed to care about nothing. It was precisely because of this that Zhou Jingxian couldn't help but think about being on guard against this young man.

Even if Yao Sanming is so injured, how can a master who can reach the Return to the Mortal Realm be killed so easily? Yao Sanming forced a blow to the Heavenly Dao, causing internal strength to be deficient. Zhou Jingxian forcibly blocked the attack and took all his belongings? Even if he is stronger than Yao Sanming at this moment and can kill him here, he will definitely be exhausted. There is a person like Xu Nianchuan next to him. How dare he enter the leading formation again?

Zhou Jingxian couldn't help but look at Xu Nianchuan.

Xu Nianchuan finally climbed out of the underground cave. He just saw the vast sky outside again and was inexplicably implicated. Seeing that the ancestor looked at him with a bad expression, he smiled bitterly and said, "Master, how could Nianchuan do such a thing as deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors? You can rest assured that you will never."

Then he turned to Yao Sanming with a bitter look on his face and said, "Senior Yao, you are too cruel. At least I have the kindness of borrowing a sword to you, right?"

Zhou Jingxian said in a cold voice: "You junior, the sword cultivator regards swords as his life. You lost the sword in your hand but only knew how to escape. How can I trust you?"

Xu Nianchuan looked aggrieved, but he always felt that if he spoke at this time, he would only become darker and darker. After thinking about it, he simply sighed and subconsciously moved away from Zhou Jingxian.

"It's easy to make me believe you. Yao Sanming was beaten by me and only half of his breath left. If you go and kill him, I will believe you and tell you all the secrets of the Spirit-Spiriting Array. After you return to Kunlun Mountain, you can open the Array as I said."

When Xu Nianchuan heard this, he was very happy and said, "The ancestor has given the order, Nianchuan will do it naturally. The formation doesn't matter. As long as it can relieve the worries of the ancestor, it is Nianchuan's wish." Zhou Jingxian sneered and took the mountain sword that fell into the mountains into his hand, threw it to Xu Nianchuan and said, "Stop talking nonsense, take the sword."

Xu Nianchuan gently held the sword in his hand. Xu Nianchuan, who held the mountain sword with heavy palms, suddenly became strong. He was also aggressive in his eyes. He stood on the top of the mountain, pointing his sword at Yao Sanming at the foot of the mountain. Only he could hear him murmured: "Hey, I didn't expect that one day I could fight the sword immortal, it's worth it!"

Yao Sanming originally wanted to shock Zhou Jingxian so that he could get more time for him, but he didn't expect that Zhou Jingxian was so cautious that Xu Nianchuan, a junior, would consume his strength. After this time of breathing, he recovered some internal strength. After all, Xu Nianchuan was very different from his strength, and there was still a possibility of fighting.

"Shaoyang, stand farther."

"No, the master is protecting me all the way. This time I will stand in front of my master." Zhang Shaoyang suddenly took a step forward and stood side by side with Yao Sanming, with a childish face that was still unlucky.

Yao Sanming smiled with relief: "Yeah, it's not right. I didn't teach you in vain, but you are too weak, so it's undoubtedly a scoundrel to shake the tree when you go up. Let me give you my teacher."

"So what if the frogs shake the tree? Master didn't say that you always have the courage to take a step forward. If you don't even have this courage, what should I do when I learn sword?"

Looking at Zhang Shaoyang's serious appearance, Yao Sanming was stunned and asked, "I know why I learned swordsmanship?"

Zhang Shaoyang smiled and said, "Let's just be careless!"

"Okay, then I will hand over everything in front of you. You just need to block a sword for you."

Zhang Shaoyang held the Honghu Sword tightly with both hands. The discomfort in his body and the first time he met such a powerful person made him sweat nervously on his forehead, but he was stubborn and did not take a step back.

"I thought you were so noble, but I didn't expect that I would let my disciples stand in front of me when I was about to die. It was ridiculous." Zhou Jingxian sneered.

Yao Sanming ignored it, but seized the time to absorb spiritual power to restore his state. At this moment, Xu Nianchuan jumped off the mountain, and the light from the mountain sword rose three feet, striding heavily on the meteor on the hillside, and then quickly dived down with the force, and reached the mountainside in a few breaths.

Here comes!

Zhang Shaoyang's palms were covered with sweat, but he could feel the master's eyes behind him staring at him. Unlike Zhou Jingxian Xu Nianchuan, the trust between him and Yao Sanming was accumulated bit by bit over the past year, and it was definitely not a superficial friendship, so he could not be allowed to retreat.

It's approaching!

For the first time, Zhang Shaoyang used his left hand to stroke the mark on the sword. Suddenly, he felt the roaring appearance of hundreds of big dragons in his body, and also noticed the scene of two swords confronting the big dragon. He couldn't help but think too much. A powerful force climbed up to his body, giving him the belief that he could fight Xu Nianchuan.

But just as the mountain sword stabbed with the thunder, another white sword light tore through the sky and actually headed straight for Xu Nianchuan.

Xu Nianchuan frowned. The sword that was stabbed was quite powerful. He did not dare to underestimate it, so he had to give up Yao Sanming ahead and swung his sword to slash at the sword light.

"bite!"

The two swords intersected, and the crisp sound of the sword resounded throughout the Nanshan Mountain. A figure in white flew towards him in the distance, and arrived before the sound of the person arrived.
Chapter completed!