Chapter 117： Jealous (1/2)

Ming Xiu in midair stretched out his hand to hold the three frozen Tianhan Jinjing in his hand, and looked indifferently and indifferently scanning the surrounding Sword Sect.

He picked up a piece of Tianhan Jinjing at will to play with, looking down with a bit of joking in his eyes, with an extremely arrogant tone: ”This Tianhan Jinjing is in the hands of the deity. If you want to, come and get it.”

”Hmph, where the arrogant who got out of here, you and I are the Sword Sect, you are the only one who wants to provoke us all, it's really looking for death.”

The ancestor of the Xue family looked at the man in red in the sky with cold eyes. This man gave him a sense of oppression and danger, but the attractiveness of Tianhan Jinjing was too great.

He suggested to the other sword sects and the two demon cultivators: ”Go together, whoever wins the Celestial Cold Jin Jing.”

His words made the other sword sects and the two demon cultivators tempted, and at the same time they flew up, surrounded the meditation group, and mobilized the Yuan Li to sacrifice magic weapons to kill him first and then win the cold gold crystal.

Ye Zhan, who was standing by the magma pool, did not join the siege of Meditation. His eyes were far-reaching. He saw Lance walking to the side with a piece of cold golden crystal, and unconsciously said, ”That person is very strong.”

Lance deliberately swept Lou Muyan who was standing on top of the icicles, and then turned his eyes to the man in red with the silver mask, ”These people are all going to die.”

The indifferent color in Mingxiu's eyes surrounded by Tuan Tuan did not change much, as if these sword sects were inconspicuous in front of him.

They were despised, this is the first feeling of several swordsmen.

”Go!” The ancestor of the Xue family narrowed his eyes, and sacrificed a red silk from his sleeve.

This is his high-level spirit treasure. Every time it is sacrificed, it is not disadvantageous. It can trap swordsmen of the same level in the red silk. Although it is not long, it is fully prepared to kill people.

Following the ancestors of the Xue family, all the sword sects that besieged Mingxiu either swung their swords and slashed, or launched attacks on Lingbao.

In an instant, the mid-air of the cave lit up with rays of different colors, with a strong pressure, the monsters and sword masters below only felt extremely depressed, and it was difficult to move.

A light curve appeared on Ming Xiu's lips, and there was a golden long sword in his hand, his eyes flashed, just a random wave.

A violent metallic Yuanli sword qi swayed from the long sword, forming nine golden hurricanes, slashing straight towards the seven men and two demons.

The hurricane formed by sword aura swept past, the sword aura swept at him collapsed one after another, and the spirit treasures became dim and returned to the hands of those few people.

With ignorance in his eyes, he cut again, and the cyclone erupted from his long sword, and then turned into nine golden rays of light and hit the seven monsters and two monsters directly.

Seven people and two demons showed horror in their eyes, and immediately took out defensive magical weapons to resist, or swung their swords.

The colorful rays of light exploded in mid-air, and the overflowing violent vitality instantly spread below.

Ye Zhan frowned upon seeing this, and took off the red jade pendant he was wearing and threw it on top of the elite disciples of the top ten families.

The red jade pendant suddenly became countless times larger, forming a powerful shield, and the overflowing colorful Yuanli glow fell on the jade pendant and it was shaken and dispersed.

The elite disciples of the top ten families below all breathed a sigh of relief. If they were hit by the colorful glow of all kinds, they would be here today.

”Puff!!”

The battle in mid-air was soon resolved. After the seven men and the two demons confronted the nine golden sword auras, they all suffered internal injuries more or less, and several people couldn't help but spout a mouthful of blood.

”What?” The elite disciples below continued to fight against the monsters while observing the battle above.