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Chapter 1690 Martial Sword That Never Dies

Listening to his tone, he seemed to know this strange Taoist technique!

Golden elixir-making sword pills!?

And when the other Taoist priests on his side heard this, they all showed confusion and confusion. They seemed to have no idea about the mysterious enemies wearing the same Taoist robes as him on the opposite side, such strange Taoist crafts!

The man who sniffed the golden round pill and emitting a shocking sword energy sneered, "I didn't expect that after so many years, you will still know the technique of transforming sword pills in the golden elixir? That's good, and I will feel more accomplished by then. Haha!"

After saying that, the golden pills that were spinning in the air immediately trembled violently, making a sharp buzzing sound.

Whoosh!!!

It turned into a golden stream of lightning, like thunderbolts, crossing back and forth at an incredible speed throughout the battlefield, releasing countless narrow, long and sharp sword energy.

The Taoist priests of Laoshan on the other side had just raised their swords in their hands and were ready to use Taoist sword techniques to counterattack, but there was no time at all...

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!

A series of metal impact sounded, endless. This was the sound of the fine steel magic swords in the hands of the Taoist priests in Laoshan who were directly broken by the Jindan sword pills.

In the next moment, the sound of the sharp weapon piercing the flesh and blood sounded.

Puff puff puff puff!

The magical golden elixir sword pill actually pierced through everyone's hearts, leaving behind very flat blood holes, but no bleeding.

It seemed as if the round golden elixir sword pill was killing their hearts, and the powerful and sharp sword energy solidified the flesh and blood around the heart!

Plop!

The corpses that had no chance of life fell to the ground one after another, making creepy sounds.

From this we can see that the power and terror of this "Golden Pill Sword Pill" technique! Of course, it is also because the caster himself is very powerful and very powerful!

After instantly killing all the remaining opponents, the golden elixir sword pill also hovered in the air and suddenly turned back ninety degrees. It turned into a golden sword light, flew back to the magician just now, and rotated drippingly.

He opened his mouth and sucked!

The golden elixir was swallowed into his mouth again, and entered his dantian, and remained silent.

call……

The powerful Taoist priest had a breath of turbid air, and a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes.

He looked indifferently at the corpses in Laoshan Taoist robe that fell around him, and a hint of sarcastic mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He said to himself: "Air Purity, it's time for you to pay off your debts! This is just the beginning. Our people have begun to emerge perfectly inside. It's not far away to regain Laoshan."

At this time, a voice suddenly came from beside him, interrupting the Taoist priest's self-talk and seemed to hesitate.

"Report to Senior Brother Xuangang! We, discover...discover..."

It turned out that this Taoist priest who can spit out the golden elixir and turn it into a face pill, and display the terrifying sword energy is called Xuan Gang.

He turned around and looked at this fellow disciple who came to report the results of the battle, and his tone was indifferent: "If you have any questions, please don't hesitate. Our lineage is waiting for this opportunity for nearly a hundred years, and we will never allow any mistakes."

"We count the corpses of these Qi Sect disciples who have gone through the wrong ways... It seems that one missing..."

What?! One missing!

Xuan Gang's pupils suddenly shrank, and two sharp lights radiated from his eyes, piercing straight into the eyes of the report disciple.

Ah!!! Senior brother, please spare your life.

The man begged for mercy loudly and rolled on the ground with his eyes covered.

Of course, he should not be in danger of life. He was just injured by the sword intent carried by Xuan Gang's sharp eyes, so he was probably temporarily blind for an hour, accompanied by the pain and redness and swelling of his eyes.

"Hmph! What a bunch of idiots."

Xuan Gang was a little angry and walked to the corpses of the Laoshan disciples who had been arranged in a straight line. He squinted his eyes and looked.

There was a bloodstain that followed the remote and steep path next to it and headed to the back of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Gang's mouth curled, and a smile of praise appeared: "It seems that the guys from the Air Clan are not completely useless. Can someone escape from me? It's really... interesting."

Then he ordered the rest of the people: "Look carefully into the appearance and body shape of these guys, and their cultivation level. Then it is convenient to get in. I will first see which mouse escaped!"

After saying that, Xuan Gang quickly followed the bloodstains and rushed away.

Huhu, Huhu, Huhuhu...

Accompanied by a heavy breathing, a figure flees quickly in the mountains and forests.

He covered a huge blood hole in his left chest with his hands, and his whole body twitched and spasmed due to pain. He held back the pain from his mouth.

That’s right! This person is the Laoshan disciple who was attacked by Xuan Gang just now...

He was not dead, and he escaped in the chaos?! He could be said to have escaped from death!

What’s amazing is that if Fu Yang is here at this moment, he will find that this "lucky man" who escaped is the martial sword he had never met before!

That's right, this person is Wu Jian.

He thought to himself.

"What a lucky thing! My heart is born with a different heart than ordinary people, growing in the right chest cavity. Therefore, the strange golden elixir penetrated the left chest and became full of vitality. In addition, the uncle of the master gave me a defensive magic weapon a few days ago. He barely protected his soul from immortality! This time it was really a disaster."

"But...who are these guys?! They are obviously wearing my Laoshan Taoist robe, and the power they use is indeed the authentic spiritual power of my Laoshan School. But why do you have to ambush and attack us? And the same spiritual power, the Taoist moves they use are very different! What's going on?"

A huge question emerged in Wu Jian’s heart!

He felt that he should quickly report to the sect's internal information so that the senior officials of the Laoshan sect could know about this matter.

However, at the last moment, he hesitated a little again...

"No! Judging from the situation just now, these strange and weird guys should be extremely familiar with our Laoshan Sect. So they must know the location of Laoding. If I escape now, they must have known that they will definitely be extremely sensitive to the information sent to that direction. They may be intercepted!"

"And no one can guarantee how much the Laoshan Sect has been penetrated by this group of strange people. If it is intercepted, it may be just useless work. I only have a silver-level message transmission talisman paper, and there is only one chance! What should I do?"

"A bet on the message to Laotong, or will it be sent to the group L on Qingdao for help?!"

Wu Jian thought of Group Zero. After all, this is an authoritative and powerful organization that checks and balances the supernatural world, and is almost the embodiment of rules. Moreover... they also had the idea of ​​secretly supervising the movements of major Buddhist and Taoist sects.
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