Chapter 867: Heaven’s Swordsmanship comes out again with low damage

Sun Wenyuan used his spiritual consciousness to control and command, and with his thoughts, the water dragon's stretched body turned its head again and plunged into the eye of the wind. It was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, but it arrived in front of Su Twelve in the blink of an eye.

The water dragon opened its teeth and claws, opened its bloody mouth, and breathed out astonishing cold air and huge suction, and was about to swallow Su Twelve in one gulp!

At the critical moment, Su Twelve suddenly opened his eyes.

Two gleams of light flashed in his eyes.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth gathered around Wuxie Sword and around him instantly condensed into a towering sword shadow.

The sword intent emerged in shock, and the frost all over Su Twelve instantly disintegrated.

At this moment, the water dragon was less than ten feet away from Su Twelve, and was about to swallow Su Twelve in one gulp.

But feeling this terrifying sword intent, the water dragon's millstone-sized eyes suddenly shrank, with a look of fear on its face.

In full view of everyone, the water dragon, which was so powerful that everyone was shocked and sighed, quickly twisted its body of a hundred feet, and actually chose to retreat quickly.

Stay away without waiting.

A bright sword light passed in front of everyone's eyes. The bright sword light was like the first ray of sunlight cutting through the dark night. Under the sword light, the water dragon straightened its body again and hovered in the air, motionless. It was like stretching his neck and waiting for the sword light to fall.

With the passing of the sword, the ice and snow on the mountains melted into nothingness.

The water dragon hovering in the air was even torn apart, and its shrill roars resounded in all directions, falling on everyone's ears, causing all the monks inside and outside the mountains to change their expressions.

The screams hadn't dissipated yet, and the water dragon's soul body was immediately shattered. The energy of the water dragon's inner elixir fluctuated violently, and it was torn apart in every breath.

After a loud explosion, the water dragon disappeared without a trace.

There was only a second-grade magic weapon flying sword with blue water, greatly reduced brilliance and spirituality, and flew back to Sun Wenyuan.

Before Sun Wenyuan could catch his own flying sword, the towering sword shadow still had its remaining strength, and the sharp sword light continued to slash at Sun Wenyuan from the waist.

This sword is like a mountain; this sword is like light breaking through the dawn...

Sun Wenyuan's face was more solemn than ever before, and his heart was very alert.

This sword made him feel an extremely strong sense of crisis. If you don't handle it carefully, you will definitely be seriously injured even if you don't die.

Full of true energy, under the urging of Sun Wenyuan, he stood ready.

"boom!"

The sound of shocking explosions resounded in all directions again, the mountains shook, countless boulders fell, and countless towering trees fell to the ground.

Seeing the sword shadow slowly dissipating, everyone took a deep breath and looked at Sun Wenyuan's location.

The energy aftermath dissipated, and at this time, a water-blue defensive light shield rose up around Sun Wenyuan's body. However, the top and bottom of the light shield were already full of cracks.

Among them, Sun Wenyuan's clothes and hair were even more messy. There are more eye-catching sword marks on the body, some are bleeding, and some are oozing out little bits of red blood.

This appearance can be described as unprecedented embarrassment, and it seems that there is no trace of the demeanor of a giant in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Wenyuan, you...how are you?" Seeing his brother being injured, Sun Wenyuan looked worried and asked hurriedly.

When his voice sounded, many monks in the Zhao Dynasty who were originally confident took a step back, obviously feeling more worried.

Even Sun Wenyuan, a giant in the Nascent Soul stage, was injured like this. How could we block such an offensive?

The leader, Zhao Mingyuan, frowned more and more.

What he feared most about the Huanxing Sect was not Su Twelve, but Shen Miaoyin from Cangshan Mountain. Even if it is guessed that something might happen to Shen Miaoyin, things in this world are never absolute, what if...

With such thoughts in mind, Zhao Mingyuan felt uneasy.

But now, Shen Miaoyin never appeared, and Su Twelve alone was already so difficult to deal with.

This made him feel a little more pressure, but he couldn't show it yet.

Because of this, even though the Zhao Dynasty had a slight numerical advantage, they did not rush to take action.

Naturally, no one knows what Zhao Mingyuan is thinking.

On the other hand, everyone in the Huanxing Sect was inexplicably relieved when they saw this scene.

Sun Wenyuan's tone was astonishing. Even if Yuanying was restrained, the cultivation and strength he showed should not be underestimated.

Especially when the water dragon was transformed with the help of the water dragon's soul body and inner elixir, its majestic power and strength made everyone fearful and panicked.

Involuntarily, everyone was sweating for Su Twelve!

But after this 'Swordsmanship from Heaven' move, Su Twelve showed a skill that shocked everyone!

After the exchange of moves, everyone was left in awe and awe at Su Twelve's strength.

It seems that... as Su Twelve said at the beginning, it is not impossible to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Sun Wenyuan?

If such an astonishing move were to be used again, someone as powerful as Sun Wenyuan would probably be defeated on the spot, right? !

Just when thoughts emerged in everyone's mind.

A fierce momentum once again enveloped the mountains, and the terrifying sword intent shocked everyone present again, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Su Twelve.

Above the dome, the sky is still changing unpredictably, showing no signs of stopping.

As the water dragon was killed, the frozen hurricane spun and spread again, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth further away was also absorbed.

In the center of the eye of the storm, another mouthful of ginseng

The sky sword shadow is slowly emerging.

The sharp sword edge was like a wind blade, and the sword intention was like a wave directed at Sun Wenyuan. The mere remnant of the sword's will had already made the breathing of everyone present become stagnant.

Sun Wenyuan, who was in a state of embarrassment, even felt his heartbeat stop for a moment.

The fear of death that had not occurred in hundreds of years suddenly appeared at this moment.

The thought of fear lasted only a moment, followed by overwhelming anger.

Staring at the figure in the wind with burning eyes, Sun Wenyuan's heart surged with murderous intent. He had never hated a person as much as he did today.

Not only was he a powerful figure in the Nascent Soul stage, he was attacked by a golden elixir, resulting in his Nascent Soul being tied up. He was also at a disadvantage one after another under the opponent's offensive, and he was in such a mess.

Scenes of scenes flashed quickly in my mind.

The more he thought about it, the angrier Sun Wenyuan became. He clenched his fists tightly behind his back, and veins popped out all over his body, showing the anger in his heart.

But he has rich combat experience and is very clear about the situation at this moment... Anger will not solve the problem.

How to deal with the attack at hand is the most important thing right now.

The shadow of death loomed, but Sun Wenyuan did not have much fear. As a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, he believed that he had many tricks. You may not be able to catch this move by force, but in critical moments, you can still escape and save your life, but you are still very confident.

It's just... If this happens, he will definitely end up with the name Sun Paopao. But he had already said the big words just now. If the three moves could not kill the person in front of him, he would commit suicide in public.

If he chooses to run away, once word spreads, the mighty Nascent Soul Stage giant will be forced by the Golden Core cultivator to use secret methods to escape.

Just thinking about this kind of thing makes me want to vomit three liters of blood!

No matter how indifferent you are, it is difficult to achieve a calm state of mind. If nothing happens, it will inevitably have an impact on your future practice.