Chapter 3936: Into the Cao Palace alone 4

   Feeling the sharp sword energy coming from behind, Leng Xuan immediately flashed his figure and avoided him. However, when he turned around, Zhong Lingyu had long since disappeared. Seeing this, Leng Xuan could not help frowning. If he guessed correctly, Zhong Lingyu and the three elders of Hua Yaomen should all be in this mask, but because of the effect of the sword formation, he couldn't see them with his naked eyes. At this moment, the offensive of those flower snakes is getting more and more fierce. Roughly counting, there are probably thousands of flower snakes in the mask.

   Although the Crane Needle is powerful, it seems a little too powerful for it to deal with so many flower snakes alone. Leng Xuan waved it casually, and suddenly, a hot flame burned around him. Under the fire of the Nine Suns, which was just reaching the sun, the offensive of those flower snakes was immediately relieved. After resisting the attack of the flower snake, Leng Xuan glanced around, and urged his spiritual consciousness to spread around. However, he soon discovered that this purple mask actually had a suppressing effect on spiritual consciousness.

   In desperation, he held his breath and carefully guarded against Zhong Lingyu's sneak attack. However, after a minute passed, there was no movement from the other party. Leng Xuan's eyes turned, and then he sneered: "What? You don't have the guts to fight one out of four? Hmph, it seems that Hua Yaomen is nothing more than that. No wonder it will become the lackey of the Ghost Palace." A scolding came: "Shut up!" Immediately afterwards, a cold and severe aura came from above Leng Xuan's head. He raised his head suddenly, only to see an elder of Hua Yaomen holding a soft sword and stabbed him fiercely.

  Leng Xuan sneered, pointed his hand to the sword, and went straight to meet him. After the two touched each other, Leng Xuan's **** were tightly gripping the tip of the soft sword, preventing the opponent from taking a step forward. At the same time, Leng Xuan's steel fist flashed a dazzling golden light, which instantly condensed into a ferocious dragon head, and slammed fiercely towards the Hua Yaomen elder.

   Seeing Leng Xuan's powerful attack, the elder's complexion changed slightly, he quickly pulled back and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye. At this time, I saw the other two elders of Hua Yaomen attacking from both sides with their swords. Accompanied by a staggering sound of sword cries, I saw several sword beams from the two soft swords, attacking Leng Xuan Po Kong. Seeing this, Leng Xuan hurriedly placed his toes on the ground, and his body immediately rose from the ground, avoiding the attack of Jianmang. However, as soon as he jumped into the air, he saw Zhong Lingyu appear from behind him, with a soft sword in his hand carrying a dazzling purple light towards his back.

Leng Xuan was startled and instinctively wanted to dodge, but unfortunately the time was too late. At the critical moment, he concentrated his whole body's true energy on his back to endure the sword, but after hearing a groan, the soft sword stabbed Leng Xuan ruthlessly. On the back, just because Leng Xuan has become a vajra body, and the opponent's cultivation level is only on the same level as him, so although this sword stabbed, it did not stab deeply. However, under that impact, Leng Xuan's figure standing in the air instantly fell to the ground.

   After stabilizing his body, Leng Xuan didn't bother to check the injury, he jumped up, and glanced sharply around. However, Zhong Lingyu and the three elders of Hua Yaomen disappeared immediately after launching a round of offensive. Leng Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and sneered secretly. After the attack just now, he had a general understanding of the effect of this formation.