"Quickly Dodge." ng Luo shouted anxiously. However, the giant sword in her hand did not listen to her command at all. Under the sword montum that was like a raging fla, she was like a small boat in the wind and rain, and could only drift with the current.
Wei Wuji gritted his teeth. He didn't expect ng Luo's strength to improve so much this ti. It was too late for him to Dodge, so he could only face her with his sword.
With a crisp sound, Wei Wuji's wide black iron heavy sword was shattered into pieces. Blood flowed out of his hand. ng Luo's sword power was also slightly weakened, but it didn't completely disappear. Wave after wave of sword Qi rolled toward Wei Wuji like a raging fla.
If Wei Wuji was at his peak, it would not be a problem for him to resist the remaining power of such a sword power. However, he had been seriously injured by the sword just now, and even his black iron heavy sword had been shattered into pieces. What could he use to resist it now?
"We're finished!" Ye Xuanfu's face turned pale. Although his sword strike had dissolved a part of ng Luo's sword power, and Wei Wuji himself had also blocked one strike, the remaining power of the sword power was enough to seriously injure Wei Wuji, and even damage his ridians, turning him into a disabled man.
It was a pity that he had been forced to retreat by ng Luo's sword in the previous exchange, and it was too late for him to make a move.
Just as ye Xuanfu was burning with anxiety and could not bear to watch any longer ... An elegant figure suddenly floated out. The long sword in her hand scattered a mysterious starry spot to et the remaining power of the sword.
"Chuxi!" Ling Yichen and the others exclaid at the sa ti.
Seeing that Wei Wuji was in danger, Ling Yichen and Gongxi kuangdao also wanted to help. However, when they saw ye Xuanfu, they stopped. Even the Grandmaster of the xuanjian sect couldn't fight against him, so what use would they be if they went up?
Now that he saw Ling Chuxi make a move, he was naturally very anxious. Although everyone knew that Ling Chuxi's cultivation could not be asured with common sense, she was still only in the early stages of heavenly Yuan. She was not much stronger than Ling Yichen and Gongxi kuangdao.
In fact, Ling Chuxi did not want to make a move, but she had no choice.
No matter what, this matter had started because of the Golden core sect. If it weren't for the inexplicable and inexplicable relationship between him and ng Luo, she wouldn't have suddenly acted so arrogantly, and things wouldn't have co to this.
It was obvious that this wasn't the first ti ng Luo and Wei Wuji had fought. It was probably common for siblings to have fun, so even ye Xuanfu just shook his head and smiled bitterly at the beginning, not taking it to heart.
However, this ti, ng Luo's improvent in strength surprised even herself. Wei Wuji had no power to resist at all.
At this mont, ng Luo's delicate little face was filled with horror and remorse. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she was on the verge of crying. However, there was no room for her to withdraw her hand. She could only try her best to withdraw her sword force, but she was powerless.
Ling Chuxi could imagine that if Wei Wuji's ridians were severely injured today and he beca a cripple, ng Luo would probably live in regret and self-bla for the rest of her life.
Helplessly, she could only take action.
Ling Chuxi had originally thought that by relying on the sword intent left behind by the ancient powerhouse in her mind, it would not be too difficult to resist the remaining power of ng Luo's sword, just like how she had easily dealt with the third elder, who was at the peak of the sky origin stage.
However, she realized she was wrong when she was in the residual power of the sword. The power of the Grandmaster realm was not sothing that the late ethereal cultivation realm could compare with. Even the residual power of the sword was more than one level higher than the late ethereal cultivation realm.
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