Chapter 661 (1/2)

The voice was bloody and the killing was awe inspiring, but a smile appeared at the corners of Yang Xuan's mouth.

”Change God?” he said faintly.

Ji Cheng's windbreaker sleeves flew back and stood in the air, staring at Yang Xuan. When inspired by aura, the white robe was windless and automatic.

”The immortal disciple obeyed the order and withdrew from sanshe.” Ji Chengfeng suddenly said.

Without any hesitation, Ji Changsheng ordered all the Changsheng sect disciples who had been around to step back and only looked at them in the distance.

The mountain wind was cold, and among the ruins, only Yang Xuan and Ji Chengfeng looked at each other.

Ji Chengfeng's eyes were very cold. The ordinary Qinggang long sword in his hand trembled slightly. Although the sword tip was low, it vaguely pointed to Yang Xuan.

”Bai Qi, I've heard your name too. Since you appeared, how many alchemists have died in your hands, and the devil is not enough to describe your sin.” Ji Chengfeng looked at Yang Xuan coldly and said, ”now you will be bold and deceive me into my longevity gate. Are you really nobody in Penglai?”

Yang Xuan's eyes fell on his long green steel sword. His eyes were strange. After a long time, he said, ”it's really strange to integrate it into the long sword.”

Ji Chengfeng shook his long sword and snorted coldly, ”I didn't expect you to have some eyes. It's not easy for you to practice. I'll give you a chance. As long as you make a blood oath and serve my Changsheng gate for 500 years, I'll spare you from death. How about it?”

Ji Changsheng, who was watching from a distance, and the elders heard the speech, their eyes brightened, and their minds all became active.

Bai Qi's accomplishments are obvious to all. If he can stay dormant for 500 years, he will benefit a lot.

Yang Xuan lost his smile, shook his head and said, ”I don't know how to live or die.”

Ji Chengfeng's anger flashed in his eyes and stopped talking. His hand shook. The long sword sent out bursts of dragons and tigers, driving the surrounding air and sending out ripples like water ripples.

”In that case, you'll die for me.” he shouted angrily. He kneaded the sword formula in his left hand and stabbed Yang Xuan with the long sword in his right hand.

This sword is so common that it looks like a mortal holding a long sword and stabbing it without rules.

But Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

Because with the stabbing of this sword, he had a faint feeling of being on his back.

”Interesting!” he whispered, then turned around, bent his fingers and flicked in the air.

When!

After a loud noise, the space was broken layer by layer, revealing a bit of the sword hidden there.

The next moment, the sword is all over the sky.

Yang Xuan's finger seemed to open an unknown channel. In an instant, thousands of swords flew out of the broken space, rolling all over the sky and the ground.

Ji Chengfeng has long disappeared, but his voice came out from the swords all over the sky: ”white rise, how about this move?”

Yang Xuan shook his head slightly and turned a blind eye to the swords all over the sky, but his body just tilted back slightly. He avoided an invisible sword attack in the dark, connected his fingers and flew several swords stabbing at the key points of his body. Then he said leisurely: ”it seems brilliant, that's all.”

After talking, he gently stretched out his hand, put his fingers together, and pinched something like picking off flowers.

A long green steel sword appeared between his fingers.

The sword awn all over the sky was momentarily still. In the thousands of sword lights hovering in the air, Ji Chengfeng's body slowly revealed, and his face was surprised.

”How did you see through it?” he asked in surprise.

Zheng!

Yang Xuan raised his index finger, dropped it, and gently touched the body of the long sword, making a pleasant sound.

At one moment, Ji Chengfeng only felt that a mountain like force rushed into his body along the long sword. He rushed like a boat in a violent storm, which could be destroyed at any time.

Ji Chengfeng was shocked, and his wrist suddenly turned. After the long sword broke away from Yang Xuan's fingers, he drew dozens of strange tracks in the air, and the whole person flew back.

A moment later, he stabilized his body, but his face had changed greatly and he was no longer calm and calm.

Ji Changsheng and other Changsheng disciples who were watching from a distance were silent. Although they didn't know what had happened, they all saw that Ji Chengfeng was at a disadvantage between one move and another.