Chapter 2759: Sword of Origin

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An invisible force swept across the space, pulling Ji Wenchang's soul power out of it, causing the panic on the face of the contemporary master of Wan Sumen to freeze instantly.
Everything seemed to have stayed at the moment Ji Wenchang spoke, but his body at this moment finally turned into a walking corpse, and it was no longer possible to pose any threat to Yun Xiao.
In fact, Ji Wenchang was originally at the end of the battle. He only had that one ten thousand expectation, looking forward to the undead of the first generation of sect masters, to completely kill Yun Xiao, so that he might still have a glimmer of life.
Once Yun Xiao is killed, the Wan Sumen crisis resolves itself, and Yang Wengu Gu Zhixin from the outside is too waiting for the Heart Poison Sect to be strong, and it is impossible to suppress the Five Peaks Gathering Poison Formation. Everything will inevitably end in Wan Sumen victory. .
But now, Ji Wenchang never expected that the power of that kid's soul was so strange that even the undead of the first generation of the half immortal product could not easily clean up Yunxiao.
On the contrary, it is Ji Wenchang's own soul power, who will become the nourishment for the undead souls of the first generation of sect masters. If he was not afraid of life and death before, it is completely different now.
When a cultivator possesses superb pulse energy, he may be indifferent to life and death.
But when he has ten cultivation bases without one, even worse than ordinary people, he will become extremely hesitating.
Ji Wenchang was obviously in such a state, but it was a pity that he didn't have much resistance.
In addition, the undead of the former sect master was very disappointed in him, so doing so did not have too much burden.
The fact is that Ji Wenchang still has the cultivation base of the highest sacred realm. The undead of the first generation of sect masters may not do this. They can even join hands with Ji Wenchang to kill Yunxiao and let Wan Sumen continue to pass on.
Ji Wenchang, who has become a waste, no longer has the value of continuing to be in charge of Wan Sumen. It is better to give play to the last remaining heat and use his high-ranking soul power to help the first generation of sect master undead kill Yunxiao in one fell swoop.
With a strong sense of unwillingness and resentment, Ji Wenchang, the contemporary master of Wan Su Sect, was finally wiped out and could not die anymore. The poor generation of heroes ended up like this.
Strictly speaking, Ji Wenchang may not have the ambitions of a dead-end grandma, but as the master of a family, he has many things that he can't help but do.
It can be said that one step is wrong, and Ji Wenchang ends up like this, which has a lot to do with his personality.
But these are not important anymore. At this moment, Yun Xiao's attention is not Ji Wenchang, who is already decimated.
"Tsk tusk, yes, but it didn't disappoint me!"
Under Yun Xiao's gaze, the undead of the first generation of sect masters seemed to have swallowed something big tonic, and even the illusory figure became a bit more solid than just now.
Don't think that Ji Wenchang has no backhand power under the undead of the first generation of sect masters, but he is a real holy high-level pinnacle soul. The addition of this power makes even the undead extremely satisfied.
This is what Yun Xiao worried about. The undead of the first generation sect master of Wan Sumen was so cruel that even Ji Wenchang's soul was used for his own use, which made his next battle a bit harder.
Although he has two unique soul ancestral veins, but the undead who swallowed the power of Ji Wenchang's soul is twice as powerful as before.
And the attack that it will launch next will probably not be as weak as it was just now.
The undead of this first generation of sect masters made up their minds that they would not fight Yunxiao for three hundred rounds, because that might be to let the power of their soul wear out, and eventually the gain would not be worth the loss.
In any case, the undead of this first generation of sect masters was only drawn by Ji Wenchang's blood. It can be said to be Rootless Ping, with no source of successor at all.
On the other hand, Yun Xiao, because of the extremely powerful body, his soul power has a strong backing, as long as the body is immortal, then his soul power can continue.
The undead of the first generation of sect master clearly understood this truth, and it would not benefit him at all if it was dragged on, so he had already made up his mind since just now.
Speaking of which, the undead of this first generation of sect masters has been dead for many years, and even if this last bit of obsession can defeat Yun Xiao, it is impossible to come back to life.
Only by using this little power to completely kill this young man who threatened the survival of Wan Sumen, can this be regarded as the last strength for Wan Sumen.
As for the future Wan Sumen needs, he can't control it. Future generations have their own blessings. Whether they dominate the mainland or gradually disappear, he now has no intention to care.
"Yun Xiao, right, take my cut, you will be the ridiculous Nine Dragons!"
The undead of the first generation of sect master did not say too much nonsense. After the unimportant voice in his mouth, Yun Xiao's alertness had risen to a peak.
From the other party's words, Yun Xiao heard something, but this unreliable undead, how on earth to use the so-called "sword", his eyes were blackened.
But in the next moment, Yun Xiao didn't have that much entanglement, because he suddenly saw the slightly illusory figure of the undead, and under the shaking, it turned into a seemingly transparent illusory knife.
The blade of this illusory sword is about several feet long, several times larger than an ordinary weapon, and the aura from the blade is quite different from an ordinary holy-rank weapon.
It didn't seem to be an entity, but an illusory knife. With Yunxiao's insight, it was natural to understand that this almost transparent illusory long knife was about to kill not his own flesh but his own soul.
"Zhan Yuan knife is out, all souls are destroyed!"
When another shout came from somewhere where the undead turned into a blade, Yun Xiao felt that the air in the entire hall became a little tense.
His whole body was erected with hairs on his body, wishing to immediately escape from the spiritual temple of the ancestors of Wansumen.
Because Yun Xiao didn't have much certainty, his soul ancestral veins combined with the strength of the soul could really block this slashing of the yuan. It was an accidental and really annihilated ending.
In Yun Xiao's induction, the undead of the first generation of Sect Master who was just a semi-immortal product just now, after turning into a sword at this moment, has almost faintly broken through to the real fairy soul.
Although it was still a short distance away, it was not comparable to the power of the soul of the half-immortal product just now. It seemed to have become the last straw to crush the camel, making Deyun Xiao's heart suddenly extremely disturbed.
"Boy, you can't take this cut!"
Just when Yun Xiao was on guard, urging the power of the soul's ancestral veins, and blessing his own soul, a low voice came from the body, it was the five-claw golden dragon Xiaowu.
Today's Xiao Wu, his own strength may not be under Yun Xiao, and his knowledge is many times stronger than Yun Xiao, and he is much more profound in the transformation of the soul realm of Liyuan Realm.
Perhaps he sensed the threat of the undead power, or perhaps the tyrannical force of the opponent's Zhan Yuan Dao. In short, Xiao Wu seemed extremely solemn at this moment, but he could only remind him that he could do nothing.
Although Xiao Wu has a mysterious origin, his strength is extremely strong, and his bloodline is extremely noble, but he is ultimately in the category of Mai Demon. No matter how talented he is, his soul power will not be too strong, even Yun Xiao is far behind.
Therefore, Xiao Wu could only sense the tyrannical power of the soul in that Zhan Yuandao, but besides verbal reminders, he could not help Yun Xiao a little bit, but instead made Yun Xiao's heart sink again.
Even Xiaowu attaches such importance to it. It seems that today it is really possible to capsize in the gutter. Ji Wenchang, this old fellow, is really worthy of death. Is this protecting the road?
"No matter what, I have to fight hard!"
After throwing these messy thoughts out of his mind, Yun Xiao's face condensed. By this time, he has not much retreat. No matter how fast he is, he will not be as fast as that.
Huhuhu...
Therefore, Yun Xiao can only urge the power of his two soul ancestral veins to infuse them into his soul, but he has no confidence that he can catch that Zhan Yuan sword.
Strictly speaking, Zhan Yuan Yi Dao has been out of the scope of pulse skills. Perhaps it can be called soul skills more appropriately. This is a method specially researched for enemy souls, and it is extremely powerful.
If this was just a spirit ability displayed by Ji Wenchang, a high-ranking Poison Vein master like Ji Wenchang, then Yun Xiao would not have the slightest scruples at all, and would even thank the other party for sending him soul power.
Just like the first blow of the undead of the first generation sect master, even if it reached the semi-immortal grade, it did not have much effect on Yun Xiao, but instead became the nourishment for his soul ancestral line.
But the manpower is sometimes poor, and Yun Xiao is not sure at all. At this moment, whether the attack power of Zhan Yuan Sword is beyond the scope of the power of his soul.
Once he can't hold it back at the time, it may be the end of his soul and soul. This is the first time he has encountered life and death difficulties since he broke through to the late stage of the Most Holy Realm. If he can't overcome it, everything will be empty talk.
Speaking of it, Yun Xiao was too careless. How could this Wan Sumen headquarters, which has been passed down for thousands of years, be not at all dangerous?
He was wholeheartedly thinking about cleaning up Ji Wenchang, but he didn't expect the other party to have such a powerful follower.
"It's useless!"
Seeing that Yun Xiao transported all the power of his soul, a soul barrier was formed in front of him, and the undead sect master of the first generation could not help but sigh lightly.
Then, while thinking about it, the huge illusory knife finally touched the soul shield that Yun Xiao sacrificed.
puff!
As if the sound of a blunt knife slashing the thick skin will be heard, what kind of thought the soul knife is temporarily unknown, but only this time of combat made Yun Xiao's face pale, and the secret path is not good.
"Puff!"
A mouthful of red blood spurted out of Yun Xiao's mouth. Although this was a soul attack, under such an impact, his soul suffered extremely severe damage in the first place.
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