The invincible sword fairy of the beautiful president

Chapter 740 I don't want to kill you!

At this moment, the sword mark moved!

Facing the huge pressure, Jianhen couldn't bear it any longer, and pointed to a sword, and the rain of swords that filled the sky came down at this moment!

"kill!"

The place where the sword marks pointed was exactly where the more than 1000 monks stood in the void!

He knew that he couldn't wait any longer!

If the Sanxian old monster really waited until the arrival, these more than 1000 monks would not have the slightest hesitation.

Because there is no suspense in this battle, they will only make trouble at this time, trying to share the things in their storage rings!
Instead of waiting to die, it's better to take advantage of this moment to fight to the death and kill more monks. Even if the Sanxian old monster comes, their chances of winning will be higher!
The moment the sword rain fell, thousands of monks also started to operate at the same time.

While the aura was tumbling, countless flying swords collided with the rain of swords cast by the sword marks!
However, despite this, hundreds of monks died under the sword rain cast by Jianhen.

The battle between cultivators cannot be won with determination and goals.

The moment they showed their flying swords, they had already expressed their intentions.

On the contrary, if they want to obtain the resources in the storage rings of the four masters, they are already prepared that their storage rings will be obtained by others.

In this world, there is no free lunch, let alone risk-free gambling.

They lost, so they were beheaded by Jianhen!

However, there were only a few hundred people killed by the sword marks. They had been cultivated for a long time, such as Nascent Soul, Huaxu, and Four Elephants, and many more monks survived under the rain of swords.

Even, some of the cultivators in the Transcending Tribulation Period didn't have any scars on their bodies!
"Kill them!" A monk in the late stage of the tribulation yelled angrily. Among the hundreds of monks who were beheaded by the sword mark just now, several of them were disciples of his clan.

All of a sudden, many flying swords galloped towards the location of the sword marks.

The moment the sword rain fell, Jianhen no longer had any hole cards.

Now, Jian Yu has disappeared. Although hundreds of monks have been beheaded, less than [-]% of the aura in Jian Hen's body is left.

Under such circumstances, how can he fight against these hundreds of powerful monks?
escape!
There was no hesitation in the sword marks, the storage ring was shining brightly, and all the talismans he had accumulated over the years were taken out by him, spreading all over the sky.

After doing all this, Jianhen flew back, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

The blood essence turned into a huge blood-red aura, which was poured towards the places where the talismans were.

Jianhen's cultivation base also regressed to the middle stage of crossing the catastrophe at this moment, and the black hair on his head was a little more white!
This mouthful of blood contains not only his cultivation, but also his longevity!

However, after paying such a high price, the power of the talisman has also increased a lot.

The brilliance emitted by these talismans is twice as powerful as the talismans used by Sheng Xu!
When the talisman lights all over the sky suddenly appeared, more than 100 monks died under the attack of the vast spiritual energy.

The cultivation of these monks is stronger than those of the previous monks, but they are not top-notch, only the strength of the early Mahayana.

The death of these more than 100 monks did not make the remaining monks terrified, but instead made the greedy light in their pupils stronger!
These people, to say the least, have reached the middle stage of Mahayana, so they can't be fools if they can reach this level of cultivation.

Jian Hen had already spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his cultivation base had been damaged. If he didn't take advantage of Jian Hen's injury and kill him at this time, would he have to wait until he recovered before fighting against him?
"He won't last long, you go and help him first!" Ye Mo glanced at the sword mark above, shouted coldly, and rushed towards where Sheng Xu was regardless of the consequences!

Shengxu had already crushed the jade slip of communication, and when the Sanxian old monster came over, no one would be able to leave here alive, so if he didn't keep Shengxu here forever today, he would be too sorry for his body Supernatural cultivation base!
Yun Lan didn't speak, Fei Jian returned to his feet, and rushed towards the place where the sword marks were located above.

She knew that there was no need to delay at this time. If Jianhen was killed, they would lose a lot of power, and it was impossible to continue fighting these people.

At that time, let alone waiting for the Sanxian to come, even if the Sanxian does not come, they will be eaten by the people here!

You know, not far away, there are still thousands of monks who have not done anything!

If they don't do it, it doesn't mean they don't want to do it, but they are waiting for the opportunity to do it!

If the battle here comes to a situation where both losers, no one knows how many of the thousands of monks will come!
Some of the hundreds of monks chasing after the sword marks had already seen Yunlan galloping towards him, and among them, ten monks in the late stage of crossing the catastrophe glanced at each other.

These ten people are the patriarchs of the ten clans that have relatively close contacts on weekdays. With just one look, they understand what the other party is going to do.

Immediately, ten late stage crossing robbers rushed towards where Yunlan was, occupying ten positions respectively, blocking Yunlan's way to save Jianhen.

"Three breaths, if you don't get out of the way, no one in your clan will be able to leave your spiritual source space alive in the future!" Yun Lan's pretty face was livid.

Jian Hen first used the sword sea, and then spit out such a big mouthful of blood that caused his cultivation to regress to the middle stage of crossing the catastrophe. If she didn't go to the rescue, Jian Hen would die in the hands of those people in a short time!

"Sect Master Yunlan, no matter how powerful you are in Yunqilou, you want to be an enemy of ten of our clans at the same time, isn't it a little arrogant?" A monk sneered, and he had already manipulated a flying sword to meet him while speaking.

Seeing this, Yunlan gritted her silver teeth, and could only mobilize her spiritual energy to entangle with these ten people for the time being. In order to prevent Sheng Xu from crushing the jade slip, she also had a lot of energy to deal with these ten people at the same time. Self-preservation is already the limit.

After Jian Hen spurted out a mouthful of blood, he fled all the way, but because the consumption of that mouthful of blood was too great, he was blocked in a corner by hundreds of monks at this moment.

Behind him is the infinite void, as long as he takes another step back and falls into that void, his body will disappear in an instant!
"You will regret what you did today!" Jian Hen's eyes didn't flinch, and there was still a ruthless look in his eyes!
"Hehe, people who are about to die are still talking nonsense?" A monk who had successfully passed the tribulation sneered and walked out of the crowd while speaking.

However, before he could take another step towards Jianhen, Tang Yanran had already met him and landed in front of Jianhen.

"I don't want to kill you! But if any of you dare to take a step forward, I will make you regret it!" In her hand, at some point, there was an extra talisman with dense formations!
Zhu Xian Talisman!
(End of this chapter)