Chapter 127 Giant Sword

The unrivaled giant sword was suspended in the sky, like a huge red flame monster slowly waking up from its deep sleep. Every movement seemed to have the pressure of destroying the world, attracting everyone's attention.

Under this, Gu Paner saw Ye Xiaochuan's slightly frightened expression, and a faint smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She knew very well, and everyone including Ye Xiaochuan knew that the green defensive sword circle could defend against countless flame swords, but it could never stop Gu Paner's full-strength sword.

Without saying a word, as Gu Paner pointed the Burning Smoke Fairy Sword in her hand, the giant red flame giant sword, like a giant beast, issued a low thunderous sword sound. Under the attention of everyone, the incredibly large giant sword stabbed at the ant-like Ye Xiaochuan in the air.

The wind seemed to stop at this moment, and time seemed to slow down. Everyone was deeply shocked by the powerful might of the giant sword.

Ye Xiaochuan, who was facing the giant sword, felt a devastating pressure enveloping him. When he came to his senses, the giant sword had been driven by Gu Paner and stabbed several feet in front of him.

Ye Xiaochuan's face changed drastically again. He had no way to retreat. He mobilized his whole body's true energy to pour into the sword without a front. The blue air swords in the sky turned into blue sword rain with his scream, trying to forcibly block the giant sword attack halfway.

The ten-foot-long giant sword was like a substance, unbreakable. Although Ye Xiaochuan had driven more than two thousand blue air swords, they were far less in size than the flying giant sword.

When the green air sword hit the sword body, it was like an egg hitting a rock. The green air swords shattered one after another, but the red flame giant sword seemed to be unaffected and its offensive was unabated.

Boom!

With the most shocking roar since the fight, the thousands of green air swords controlled by Ye Xiaochuan were completely destroyed by the red flame giant sword.

Just when everyone was shocked, Ye Xiaochuan, who was at a complete disadvantage, suddenly made an even more incredible and crazy move.

He did not retreat, but held the fairy sword in his hand, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the huge red flame giant sword with the sword!

Facing such a huge monster, Ye Xiaochuan's body was like an ant, with a feeling of being so small that it made people breathless.

However, this stubborn boy did not retreat after all. He still rushed towards the almost invincible red flame giant sword.

There was a dead silence in the sky and on the ground!

What kind of courage is this?

Is it a mantis trying to stop a chariot, or an ant trying to shake a tree?

Or is it unyielding and fearless?

Gu Paner, who was riding the giant sword on the opposite side, was overjoyed when she saw that she had finally broken Ye Xiaochuan's unbreakable defensive sword circle. However, she was a little surprised when she saw Ye Xiaochuan fearlessly rushing towards the giant sword with his tiny body.

Ye Xiaochuan's thin figure seemed to be a little taller at this moment, like an ancient god of war, and his whole body seemed to be blooming with unparalleled fighting spirit.

However, this illusion was only a moment after all.

Ye Xiaochuan held the fairy sword with dazzling green light, and in a blink of an eye he arrived in front of the red flame giant sword. He shouted: "Qian Kun Yi Jian!"

A sword energy suddenly pierced out and hit the incredible giant sword in an instant. The giant sword made a loud bang, and balls of flames suddenly broke out.

Obviously, facing the attack of Ye Xiaochuan Qian Kun Yi Jian, the giant sword itself was not feeling well.

But soon, everyone found that the giant sword was not damaged much, just a few flames were steaming.

And Ye Xiaochuan, holding the magic sword at this moment, the blade of the Wufeng magic sword was firmly pressed against the front end of the red flame giant sword, as if he wanted to block this peerless sword with his own strength!

Bang!

With a loud bang, accompanied by Ye Xiaochuan's scream, everyone only saw that under the giant sword, Ye Xiaochuan's body seemed to be severely injured and flew backwards. During the flight, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Obviously, he was seriously injured by the blow of the red flame giant sword.

But Ye Xiaochuan did not fall on the ring after all. He forcibly stabilized his body in mid-air. The corners of his mouth and the lapels on his chest were already stained red with blood. His body was shaky, and his entire right arm holding the sword was trembling. The green light of the Wufeng magic sword was greatly reduced.

At this moment, anyone could see that Ye Xiaochuan was already at the end of his strength and unable to turn the tide.

Everyone was shocked, but then they cheered for Ye Xiaochuan's courage and heroism in forcing the sword in his hand to block the red flame giant sword.

This is an era of worshipping the strong. Facing Gu Paner's sword, perhaps many people would admit defeat on the spot, but Ye Xiaochuan not only did not admit defeat, but also wanted to fight against this incredible giant sword with his flesh and blood.

This courage and heroism are not possessed by most of the countless cultivators present.

After many people cheered, they began to shout: "Admit defeat, you can't stop the return of the ten thousand swords!"

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan, who was swaying in the air, had a roar in his ears, almost deaf, and could not even hear the cheers around him like a tsunami.

He quickly suppressed the true essence and spiritual power that rolled like waves in his meridians, gasping for breath, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"Am I going to lose?"

He asked his body and mind like this, and a bitter smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"After all, I am no match for that tigress."

He sighed again in his heart.

Suddenly, at this moment, the familiar voice of the Sword God Senior Situ Feng sounded in his mind.

Situ Feng said: "You want to win?"

Ye Xiaochuan hummed in his heart: "Nonsense, who doesn't want to win?"

Situ Feng said: "Then why don't you use your trick?"

Ye Xiaochuan hesitated.

Situ Feng continued: "You are a strange person, no, that's not right, to be precise, it's your body that is strange. I can clearly feel that you should have another peerless treasure that is as powerful as Wufeng. Why don't you use it?"

Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and said in his mind: "Senior, what are you talking about? What treasure?"

Situ Feng said lightly: "I don't know, but your soul has indeed performed a blood-refining ceremony with two blood-refining magic weapons. In addition to the Wufeng Sword, you should have another blood-refining magic weapon on your body. It is the aura of this blood-refining magic weapon. , which briefly kept my soul alive, should be the top magic weapon of the Ghost Witch Dao that was circulated in the Ten Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang in the early years. "

Ye Xiaochuan said unhappily: "Senior, don't talk nonsense, I am an elite disciple of the righteous Cangyun Sect, how could I possess a ghost treasure? Do you have any way to help me turn defeat into victory? What I am more concerned about now is how to defeat this tigress. "

Sword God Situ Feng said lightly: "I am just a remnant soul, how can I help you defeat her? You know very well what method should be used to defeat her, but you are just hesitating. "