Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"Back quickly!"

After Yan Feng left these words, he swung his sword and rushed into the air.

"Hey."

The old man with the sword on his back sighed, and the arms of countless swords on his back were suspended behind him.

"Zhu Xian..."

The plump woman murmured softly, there seemed to be a trace of trance in her brows, and she walked quickly to the other side.

In just a short while, the seven elders of the Lishan Sword Sect formed a six-pointed star formation, with Yan Feng at the top holding a long sword in a capping pose.

"Zhu Xian."

Fu Ling's face was solemn, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"The name of this formation is also called Zhu Xian."

Zhu Xian vs. Zhu Xian, who is better?
Wei Zi'an looked into the distance, there were countless swords floating in the formation of several people, each of which was shining brightly.

Just how powerful is the Zhuxian Sword, that it needs the cooperation of so many people to seal it?

"Come here, Brother Wei."

The little monkey jumped over and dragged Wei Zi'an to a big rock.

"what happened?"

Wei Zi'an felt that his actions were a little inexplicable.

In other words, if senior brother and the others can't stop Zhu Xianjian, where can they go?
The only thing I want now is that the Zhuxian Sword will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"If the Zhuxian Sword is born, the world will surely be devastated."

The little monkey looked serious, "Do you know when the Zhu Xian Sword was born last time?"

"When?"

Wei Zian was brought in by his rhythm, and asked along with his words unconsciously.

"Eight years ago."

The little monkey looked at Wei Zi'an, with deep eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking.

17 years ago again?

Wei Zi'an trembled violently, but he was still strong and calm, pretending to be calm, but he opened his mouth slightly and asked, "What happened 17 years ago?"

"Seventeen years ago, someone summoned the Immortal Execution Sword that was sealed under the mountain with the ultimate killing intent."

The little monkey said slowly: "That day, the Zhu Xian Sword was born, blood flowed into rivers in the capital, and red raindrops fell for three days and three nights."

Wei Zi'an was surprised when he heard that, but he had other thoughts in his mind.

It seems that what happened 17 years ago was not as simple as I thought.

"The Immortal Execution Sword also has an auxiliary sword..."

Boom!
A furious thunder suddenly descended from the dusty sky, splitting the ground and exploding the thunderbolt's lightning.

All of a sudden, the sky and the earth trembled, and the wind was surging.

The strong wind beat the mountain peak, and the thick lightning danced wildly.

Dark clouds hung low, and the sky was full of rain.

For a while, it got dark.

"Everyone, follow me with my sword!"

Yan Feng's voice overwhelmed the sound of wind and rain.

thunderbolt!

There was a sudden explosion in the crowd, and a beam of light shot straight into the sky!
"coming!"

The old man with the sword on his back yelled, and took the lead to draw the sword!

Countless long swords turned into streams of light behind him, and the momentum of thunder struck Zhu Xianjian.

The light of the sword illuminated the sky and the earth, and only then did everyone see the true face of Zhu Xianjian.

Lightning surged on the three-foot long sword, and the blade made of unknown material shone with a metallic luster.

The Zhuxian sword is very thin and not sharp, as if it was deliberately made blunt.

The several sword lights of the called old man showed the momentum of thunder, exploding like lightning and flint.

hum-

Everyone only heard a roar in their minds.

In an instant, Zhu Xian's sword moved.

brush!
Dazzling brilliance burst out from the sword body, more eye-catching than thunder and lightning!

Wei Zi'an watched this scene in a daze, and there was a bang in his mind as if something had exploded.

The little monkey at the side had clear eyes, and just gently raised its hand to reach for the Zhuxian sword in the distance.

"Sword!"

Yan Feng frowned slightly, and shouted loudly.

The fairy sword has a spirit, and they were just testing the strength of the sword at first.

It's just that the old man with the sword on his back not only didn't have any effect, but actually made the Zhuxian sword grow faster.

Hearing Yan Feng's voice, the plump woman relaxed her skirt with a solemn expression.

An emerald green skirt roared out like a crystal clear bamboo dragon.

Like a stone falling into a pool of water, there are only ripples.

"Ow—"

The Immortal Execution Sword burst out a resounding dragon chant, and the sword energy around him was overwhelming, sweeping the audience with an aura that seemed to destroy the world.

Everyone's faces changed.

"Royal."

Fu Ling used her hand as a brush to lightly write down an ink handwriting.

Ripples rippled, and all the disciples felt an inexplicable sense of suspense.

"Is this Zhu Xian?"

"This is Zhu Xian."

One person and one monkey speak softly.

In mid-air, Yan Feng, who was in the position of sealing the sword, was under tremendous pressure. Even if he was the leader of the sword, he still felt very strenuous.

"not enough."

When the elders heard the words, they drew out their swords one after another.

The colorful sword light hit the dark green long sword in the middle like money.

hum-

The Zhuxian Sword swayed slightly, as if it couldn't bear such a huge power anymore.

Yan Feng frowned, vaguely aware of something wrong.

"Open the sky with one sword."

"Slay with one sword."

A golden light flashed past, and the long sword in his hand exuded scorching power.

"cut!!!"

A sword is swung out, and the world is quiet.

The sound of wind, rain, and thunder is not as good as the sound of roaring swords!

when!
The speed and power of this sword were too great, and the air was blasted with roars.

Zhu Xianjian trembled fiercely, and then flew out like a streamer.

click-

The big formation shattered in response, and the faces of the elders instantly turned pale.

"call……"

Yan Feng held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the sword just now was not so much a slash, but a slashing down.

The strength of this sword will hollow out Yan Feng.

He looked at the Zhuxian Sword that was powerlessly flying away, and the huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground faintly.

Seems easier than expected?
Mountain tops in the distance.

The little monkey looked back at the shocked Wei Zi'an and said, "Brother Wei, do you still remember what I just said?"

Wei Zian was stunned, "You said, Zhu Xian is not one sword, but two, and he also has an auxiliary sword."

"Ah."

The little monkey nodded, "I like the name you gave me."

"Hey?"

Wei Zian was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

hum-

The ground under his feet shook violently, and from the mountain boulder behind him, the prototype of a sword appeared faintly.

Feeling the sudden change, Fu Ling couldn't close her mouth in surprise, but her excellent quality still made her react quickly.

"town!"

Jin Guanghua shattered with a sound.

In Fuling's dumbfounded expression, the little monkey smiled and shook his head: "I won't hurt them."

It stretched out its hand gently, and a figure suddenly exploded in the air.

The sword light was piercing and dazzling, like the dawn breaking through the darkness.

"Zhu Xian!"

Yan Feng cried out in surprise.

Zhu Xianjian still has the decadent look just now, flying around the little monkey, very happy.

"Long time no see."

Sun Dasheng gently held the Zhuxian sword, the eyes of the elders darkened, and they passed out directly.

Not to mention Wei Zi'an and the others, who were even weaker in spirit and soul.

"His auxiliary sword is called Zhu Xie."