Yuan Qingwei looked at the Daoxuan Zhenren who was eroded more and more severely, and laughed: "Daoxuan Zhenren, look at what you are now, do you still have the appearance of Dao Zhenren?"

Many monks beside him also changed their expressions when they looked at Daoxuan Zhenren. At this time, Daoxuan Zhenren's body was filled with evil spirits, and the dark aura squirmed with his breathing. In addition, most of the clothes were wet due to the injury. It looked no better than Lu Ping just now. One and two couldn't help but recall Yuan Qingwei's words just now.

Could it be that there is really something wrong with the Tongtian Sword?

Some of the elders of the Qingcheng Sect who had long been suspicious of the Daozhen incident were all terrified.

But Yuan Qingwei continued to provoke: "I want to tell you that the most terrifying magic treasure in the world has never been a soul-catching treasure or a ghost-like treasure, but a human heart. If it weren't for the turmoil of human hearts, how could the genius of the past have to die?"

"Shut up!" Dao Xuan, who was pointed out in his former guilt, was stimulating all over his body, and his mind became more and more confused.

"Amitabha!" Kong Jian said the Buddha's name. Although this monk did not lead the way like his junior brother in the battle with the demonic monks such as Jiuyoumen, he killed all over his body with blood. However, his Buddhist mysterious skills were also extremely powerful. He saved people from danger several times. At this time, he took action again, and the silent sage sound of the sage suddenly sounded in the hall.

When Daoxuan heard that his mind was slightly clear, the evil aura that came back from the Tongtian Sword also decreased. He hurriedly suppressed the inner demon. Kong Jian took the opportunity to look at Yuan Qingwei and sighed: "The true man is also a virtuous man. Why do he fight with Daoxuan and do such a despicable act?"

"Damn it?" Yuan Qingwei said sarcastically: "Then if you have the ability, don't let Daoxuan use the Tongtian Sword! Don't buy him time here! But if you want me, Daoxuan, please be more at ease! In this situation, you can withstand the backlash of the mountain range inspiration and the Tongtian Sword several times. If you use a few more swords, you really have no chance of turning back."

"Before this, killing you is enough!" Dao Xuan finally recovered some of his reason with Kongjian's help. He was no longer mobilizing the power of Qingcheng Mountain, but directly holding the Tongtian Sword and fighting with Yuan Qingwei.

"Smart move!"

Although Yuan Qingwei said this, his subordinates showed no mercy at all. Dingkun's hammer flew into his hand and swung it straight, gathering the power of the strong Wutao, and colliding with the Tongtian Sword again and again.

The Tongtian Sword is extremely sharp, and several simple substantial collisions have caused tiny wounds to emerge on the surface of Dingkun Hammer.

The relative Daoxuan is not uncomfortable. Dingkun Hammer has absorbed the very thin origin of heaven and earth, and the artistic conception that suppresses the earth is also the continuous improvement of the Pure Land Spirit House and the rapid progress.

The appearance seems to have not changed much, but in fact, the weight of the Dingkun Hammer may not be worse than that of a real hill.

In addition, Yuan Qingwei and Daoxuan are different. With several worlds, his pure martial arts cultivation may not be much worse than those of the great masters in the martial arts world. In the seemingly open and close attacks, he uses every power very cleverly.

Every head-on collision with the Tongtian Sword produces a very weak vibration, directly attacking Daoxuan's internal organs.

"Puff!" Dao Xuan, who was already seriously injured, had no resistance under such an attack. After persisting for half a quarter of an hour, he vomited blood and retreated violently. Yuan Qingwei took back the Dingkun Hammer, which was covered with scars, and Taiyi Whisk bought it again. He rolled it lightly and took the Tongtian Sword into his hand.

"Let me go!" Seeing this, the elders and seniors of Qingcheng Sect changed their faces and sacrificed their magic weapons again. This time they did not hold back. The dazzling spiritual light condensed on the magic weapons and pointed directly at the vital points of Yuan Qingwei's body.

"Are you ready to kill me now?" Yin and Yang Yuan Magnetic Thunder Zi started and just as he was thrown out, a chill rose, and the Pure Yang Bao Ruler waved, purple air rose, and nine golden flowers bloomed, surrounding Yuan Qingwei.

At the same time, Yudao's authority blessed and his body retreated rapidly, but the person who took action was also determined, as if he ignored the distance between the space in front of Yuan Qingwei and bit Yuan Qingwei tightly.

The sharpness on it can even make Yuan Qingwei feel the threat of death through the pure yang ruler.

"Okay!" Yuan Qingwei, who had already exited the Qingcheng Sect Hall and was stagnant in the air, lit up his eyes. The Tongtian Sword was thrown into the Jile Spirit House by him, and his hands stretched out. His skin became crystal clear as the magic power was circulating, and he closed it in front of him.

The sword energy was locked by snatching the blade with empty hands, and at the same time, the seal scripts emitting a faint light appeared in Yuan Qingwei's palm, like countless chains, holding the sword energy tightly.

"Crack!" After the crisp sound, the sword energy shattered, and a little bit of bright red appeared on Yuan Qingwei's hands that he put down. He looked at the white-haired old man in front of him: "Daozhen? You are still alive!"

"The fact that I am still alive should not be a surprise to you!" Daozhen looked at Yuan Qingwei, who had no surprise expression at all, and said bluntly.

"There are some speculations. Although Daoxuan is a hypocrite, he has to be said to be more suitable as the head of a sect than you. As a genius of a generation, whether it is personal guilt or leaving a back-up for the sect, it is a very correct thing to save your life."

Yuan Qingwei looked at Daozhen, who was full of sharpness and said regretfully: "What a pity! Your sword intent should be invincible in the world, and you should despise the artistic conception of all heroes! Now, the century-long hardship has accumulated your state of mind, but it has also wiped out your sword intent. Otherwise, I would never have been able to follow the sword just now so lightly."

As he said that, Yuan Qingwei's sword energy was scattered between his hands, but the remaining sword intent was forced out by him. The blood flowed out and then flowed back into the wound, and the wound returned at the last trace of blood and disappeared.

Daozhen was surprised by the terrible recovery ability brought by the breath of the spiritual world in the main world. He looked at Yuan Qingwei and frowned and said, "Who are you? Where did you hide the Tongtian Sword?"

"I have said many times that I am! As for the Tongtian Sword..."

Yuan Qing was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't Daoxuan think that Lu Ping was too dangerous to hold the soul and soul in his hand? Then, now I think it's too dangerous to hold the Tongtian Sword in your Qingcheng Sect, so I'll temporarily seal it in my place. When will your Qingcheng Sect cultivate a true moral man and let him come to me to get the Tongtian Sword back!"

"Arrogant!" When many elders of Qingcheng Sect who had just arrived, they all exploded when they heard this. They once again sacrificed magic weapons. This time, Wu Dao really attacked, and Yuan Qingwei successfully used the Divine Thunder Son.

I heard a deafening roar and explosion, and then the colorful Yuanmagnetic light flowed into the void, stirring the vital energy in the void. All magic weapons containing hardware or directly made of hardware were subjected to a mysterious suction force and were swept into the Yuanmagnetic light. Under the erosion of the Yuanmagnetic power, all spiritual power was lost.

The magic weapon that does not contain hardware is also greatly damaged by the impact of the power of the Yuan magnetic force.

Looking at the monks who were unable to stand firmly, Yuan Qingwei took out the Tongtian Sword, looked at Daozhen and sneered: "Do you still want to fight?"

Daozhen looked at the injured sect below, looked at Yuan Qingwei who was calm and composed, closed his eyes, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Your master has done all the mechanisms and his cultivation is Tongtian. My Qingcheng Sect has admitted it this time. The Tongtian Sword will be temporarily stored in your hands. Ten years later, there will naturally be Qingcheng disciples to come to you."
Chapter completed!