Chapter 1680 If You Can’t Run Away, Then Do It (4)

Woo!

The air was torn by the long sword, making a sharp whistling sound.

The hundred-meter-long sword also chopped down fiercely with unrivaled momentum in Xiao Qian's shocked eyes.

He had some confidence in the ancestor before, but he didn't know how to resist such an attack.

Seeing that the long sword above his head had fallen, Xiao Qian's heart suddenly "clicked" and whispered in despair: "It's over now, I should let the ancestor leave me alone."

The emotion of extreme regret surged in his heart like a fountain.

But the ancestor who was blocking in front of him did not retreat half a step, and even held the indigo long sword in one hand and took a step forward quickly.

At the same time, the arm that was not thick suddenly swelled up.

Woo!

In the sharp whistling sound of the wind, the arm holding the indigo long sword also lifted up at this time as fast as lightning.

Dang!

The 100-meter giant sword and the indigo long sword collided with each other, making a deafening roar. At the same time, a finger-deep gap instantly appeared on the blade of the indigo long sword.

However, the 100-meter giant sword was also chopped away by this blow.

This made Xiao Qian, who was full of despair, suddenly bulge his eyes and shouted in disbelief: "Blocked... blocked, but this... but how is this possible?"

He actually still had confidence in the strength of the ancestor.

After all, more than 300 years ago, the ancestor had successfully condensed the golden elixir and became a cultivator in the golden elixir stage.

At the same time, with his terrifying alchemy skills, it would not be surprising even if he had the strength of the golden elixir.

But at this time, the ancestor was not only seriously injured and had not recovered, but he didn't even have a handy weapon. How could he block an attack like that just now?

And now not only blocked it, but it seemed to have the upper hand.

This instantly made Xiao Qian lose his composure. He looked up at the long sword that had already flown out, and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "This can be blocked. Could it be that the ancestor is a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Come back to me."

Just as he was thinking this, the ancestor suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and at the same time, the palm with bulging veins suddenly grabbed forward.

Roar!

The next second, an illusory purple dragon head flew out from his palm in an instant.

And the green giant sword that was constantly rolling in the sky was immediately swallowed by the dragon head.

Then the ancestor retracted his arm, and the long sword was pulled back directly.

"Oh my god, this is also possible?"

Xiao Qian looked at this scene with disbelief on his face. He didn't expect that the ancestor could be so fierce and snatched Deng Yuankui's flying sword.

You know, he has been nurturing that flying sword for at least hundreds of years.

Not only did they reach the level of telepathy, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was an extension of the body, and the possibility of trying to snatch it was almost zero.

But now, it was actually held in the hands of the ancestor.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

However, seeing that the flying sword was constantly trembling in the hands of the ancestor, as if trying to break free from the restraints of the palm and return to the arms of Elder Deng Yuankui, Xiao Qian couldn't help but flash a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Heh, you still want to struggle."

But at this moment, a disdainful snort suddenly sounded.

The figure holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, while throwing down the indigo long sword, the other hand instantly grabbed the tip of the cyan long sword, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Break it for me."

As the angry roar sounded, Xiao Qian immediately saw that the ancestor's already extremely strong arms had become two circles thicker at this time.

Even the hair on the neck and the hands grew wildly.

Crack!

Before he could sigh at his discovery, a crisp sound suddenly came from the green long sword, and it broke into more than a dozen pieces in an instant.

Puff!

At the same time, in the air a hundred meters away, the figure standing on the flying sword suddenly shook, his face turned pale instantly, and a mouthful of golden blood immediately spurted out of his mouth.

The destruction of the life magic weapon that had been nurtured for hundreds of years obviously caused Deng Yuankui to suffer a heavy blow immediately.

But this made Xiao Qian confused, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Fuck, is the ancestor so fierce?"

He actually destroyed the life magic weapon directly without saying a word.

If other Jindan cultivators knew about this, no matter who saw the ancestor in the future, who would dare to use the life magic weapon to fight?

Whoosh!

When he was sighing in his heart, the indigo long sword that had just been discarded also flew out like a flash of lightning.

A full-strength attack is to instantly apply the power of the whole body to one point.

Therefore, the moment the long sword flew out of his hand, its speed far exceeded the speed of the blue long sword when it attacked, and it even appeared in front of Deng Yuankui in a flash.

At this time, his life magic weapon was destroyed, and Deng Yuankui's figure was already a little dazed, and he had no ability to dodge such an attack at this time.

Puff!

With a light sound, the indigo long sword instantly pierced through his chest, bringing out a dazzling rain of blood from his body.

At the same time, the powerful force infused on the indigo long sword also caused the flesh around the wound to be directly shaken into bloody meat paste, and a fist-sized hole also appeared.

However, even after suffering such a heavy blow, Deng Yuankui still did not die.

He flipped his hand and took out a pill, and when he stuffed it directly into his mouth, the blood hole in his chest stopped bleeding instantly, and even bloody flesh buds were wriggling.

At this time, Xiao Han's palm full of blue veins also stretched out again.

Roar!

A sky-shaking dragon roar followed. Even though the seriously injured Deng Yuankui tried his best to avoid it, he was severely injured and his control of the flying sword was no longer sensitive, and he was instantly swallowed by the dragon head.

At the same time, just like the cyan flying sword, it was forcibly dragged in front of Xiao Han.

Then a hand pinched his neck like a chicken, and the owner of the hand said: "Oh, I thought you were so strong!"

"It turns out that he is also a king with a strong mouth. Let alone killing one of your disciples, what will happen even if I kill you?"

Click!

Just as he was saying this, a slight bone crack immediately sounded in his ears.

As for Deng Yuankui, who was being strangled by the neck, even though he had the strength of a golden elixir stage, his eyes suddenly shot outwards, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

But this caused a look of panic to flash across Xiao Qian's face, and he hurriedly shouted: "Ancestor, you can't kill this one."

As he spoke, he repeated eagerly: "This one really cannot be killed, otherwise we will all be exterminated from the Righteous Sect, and we will face endless pursuit."

"Oh, look how scared you are."

Xiao Han grinned and sneered. Although he didn't agree with this statement, because he was worried about this nominal junior, he still relaxed his strength a little.

In fact, even if this guy was killed directly, the consequences would not be as serious as Xiao Qian said.

After all, he has the identity of an alchemist, and he is an alchemist who can easily refine top-quality elixirs.

In the world of spiritual practice, interests are the most important thing.

There might be one or two Virgin bitches who would really come to hunt him down, but this would not affect the vast majority of the monks from asking for help from him.

After all, whether it is the top-grade Foundation Building Pill, the top-grade Yuan Condensing Pill, or the more advanced top-grade Infant Transformation Pill, they are the best choices for monks who are about to run out of life to extend their lives.

So for these pills, those people shouldn't mind making enemies of the entire Zhengdao Sect.

It's just that he doesn't plan to reveal his identity as an alchemist for the time being, because after all, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Maybe there will be an old guy in the realm of gods who will take action and kidnap him back and use him as a tool for refining elixirs.

Furthermore, there are the brother and sister Xiao Qian and Xiao Yun. It would be nice to kill this guy directly, but the possibility of the brother and sister surviving is very small.

After all, the identity of an alchemist also needs time to ferment.

Now that he is the nominal ancestor of these two people, he has to consider these two people more or less when doing things.

Killing a monk who has perfected the Qi Refining Dzogchen, and still doing so under the circumstances of Zhili, he will be fearless even if the sect is accountable.

But if you kill a Jindan monk, the consequences will be completely different.

So even though Xiao Han's hands were itchy at this time, he still suppressed the urge to kill. He stripped Deng Yuankui naked in a few strokes and took all his belongings as his own.

Until then, he continued in a deep voice: "Okay, then I'll listen to you and let this kid live for the time being."

"Let's go back to Youyun Peak first and wait for the great elder behind this kid to come."

"Although Youyun Peak has been silent for hundreds of years, no cat or dog can come and take a bite."