Chapter 6237: Sword Fourteen 3
Feeling the pressure on his body, Leng Xuan was startled, and hurriedly said: "Everyone step back." Hearing his cry, several old men looked at each other, but no one backed away. Seeing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help urging: "Fast back."
"You guys go back first." This time, it was Liu Zhengxiong on the city wall who spoke out. The palace lord opened his mouth, and the old men no longer insisted, and immediately retreated to the city wall. Yan Kuangsheng and Liu Yiyi looked at the mysterious man and asked, "Palace Master, why did you tell them to retire?" Liu Zhengxiong said solemnly: "They are not the opponents of that person, and if they go, they will just die." Wen Yan Kuangsheng said in surprise, "That person's strength is so strong?" He knew the cultivation of those old men. Although he was not as good as Elder Yin and the others, he was still a strong man in the Mahayana period. Liu Zhengxiong nodded and said, "I can't even see that person's cultivation level. If Elder Yin is here, there may be a chance for a fight, but right now... I can only rely on Hall Master Leng." At this moment, under the city wall, Leng Xuan looked at the mysterious man carefully, his whole body was full of energy. The mysterious man in front of him gave him the feeling that it was like the wind marks at the beginning. Not only that, this person seems to be much stronger than Feng Hen. If Feng Hen is someone who has reached the threshold of the half-immortal, then this person has already crossed the threshold, and he is only a small step away from successfully breaking through to the half-immortal level.
"You are the demon emperor's subordinate?" Leng Xuan asked when the mysterious man was about to approach. The man said coldly, "Why do you see it?" Leng Xuan replied: "Although the world of foreign cultivation is large, there are not many cultivators with high cultivation levels, not to mention those like you who are about to reach half-immortal. In the hands of , there is a hidden strength, and that strength is the foundation of the Yaoyuan Palace. With your cultivation base and your actions just now, I have such a guess." The mysterious man looked coldly. Xuan, it took a long time to spit out a sentence: "You are very smart, the fourteenth swordsman under the Demon Emperor's seat is me." Hearing this, Leng Xuan thought to himself, and it was not what he expected. Fenghen is the dragon general under the demon emperor, and the sword fourteen in front of him is the soldier general. He was very curious how many such strong men existed under the Demon Emperor. While thinking about it, Jian Shishi took another step. In an instant, that powerful momentum turned into a fierce sword intent, filling the world. And that sword fourteen, like a sword unsheathed, with its sharp edges, giving people a strong oppression.
Facing the sense of oppression, Leng Xuan took a deep breath and called out the Xuanyang Sword. If it was before, he had the confidence to defeat the opponent with the power of the source. But now, having exhausted the power of the source, he can only do his best. Seeing Sword Fourteen approaching, Leng Xuan finally couldn't help it and launched the offensive first. Accompanied by a clanking sound of sword cries, Xuan Yang sword released a red light and stabbed straight towards Jian Shi Shi's face. However, as soon as the Xuanyang Sword was half delivered, Jian Shishi's hand moved. As soon as he raised his hand, a cyan semi-arc light shot out immediately, hitting the sword of Xuanyang Sword, making a crisp sound of 'dang'. Under the impact of that powerful force, Leng Xuan's hand holding the sword couldn't help but deviate. Before he could pull the Xuanyang Sword back, the opposite Sword Fourteen suddenly spread out and charged forward. At the same time, one after another fierce cyan arcs of light gushed out from him, overwhelmingly attacking Leng Xuan.