Chapter 342

In a flash, there were countless flying swords besides the four flying swords. In this fog, Nie Chen was shrouded in the sword array and lost his figure in an instant.

A wild air, to spread in all directions, in this moment, a destructive atmosphere, filled between heaven and earth.

Within the sword array, it was like a hornet's nest formed by thousands of sharp swords. The shadows of those flying swords were constantly shuttling back and forth. They were extremely fierce, just like a huge beehive that stabbed Nie Chen of epee.

After a close look, these tiny flying swords are extremely dense. In fact, they are completely transformed by the four flying swords. It can be said that they are based on the four flying swords around. Based on the array, the sword Qi is inspired by Nie Chen, who is constantly in the sword array.

"Cough!" Qin Kai stood there with a bent figure and no breath of life revealed. It was as if a corpse were standing there. However, he looked at the running array of Dharma and frowned and finally let go.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..." His laughter, from low to high, gradually increased, showing his confidence and contentment, "no one can get my soul killing battle, no one, even if it is the elder level of existence."

Qin Kai is very confident about his sword array. Even at the elder level, he has the strength of a battle with such a array. In the era of fighting, his last battle was to fight with his competitors of the same generation, who were already in the elder level, with his cultivation at the sub elder level, and finally he was successfully hanged.

At that time, his accomplishments were not as profound as those of the other party. At that time, his accomplishments, which had not been advanced for many years, almost became the laughingstock of the world. However, it was the last war that proved his strength again. Even those contemporaries who had entered the level of Zhang Lai, they still did not dare to come to provoke him.

Bahuang Kendo, the battle of killing souls, made him not become a joke in the world of practitioners. After defeating the elder level opponent, he occupied the body of the opponent and got great benefits. Relying on that strength, his life lasted for many years.

This time he entered the grotto, he was already a dying man. Zhang Lai's opponent had already been found. However, the capture of the second elder level did not mean much to him. However, he met Nie Chen today, which made him have a deep desire.

He didn't put Nie Chen's body in his eyes before, but after seeing the strength of Nie Chen's body, he had to admit that his body, like Nie Chen, had reached a peak. Even if he was at the elder level, or the immortal cultivation above the elder level, it was difficult to Polish his body to such a degree.

He was very clear in his mind that the cultivation of Xiandao's flesh was crispy, so the monks of Xiandao, if conditions allowed, would practice their own flesh and blood, so that they would not be so weak. However, this kind of cultivation is different from Nie Chen's cultivation of martial arts, which is essentially heaven and earth.

At least a hundred years, if I could live Although Qin Kai looks haggard and looks like a walking corpse, his heart is extremely excited, "and if his soul is as strong as his body, hehe, after being smashed, I can get a lot of soul power as a supplement."

"Give me another hundred years. If you can break through the elder's realm, my eight barren sword skill will definitely be able to go further. In the elder level, it must be invincible." Qin Kai looked at the vast expanse in front of him, and his face was full of excitement. He was so excited, because such an opportunity is really once in a blue moon.

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"Are these four swords so powerful?"

"It's not a simple way to attack each other, but a terrible array of swords has been formed. This chaotic and thick sword spirit is continuous and its power is not under the two Epee swords."

"The magic cultivation of Xiling used his most powerful strength to take over the two Epee swords. It is not known that this sword array is the most powerful means of Qin Kai."

"These four swords can exist at any time in the land covered by the air of the eight wasteland. We are also in this savage atmosphere. If he wants to kill us, is it just a matter of moving his fingers?"

"Obviously, that's exactly the case. I think it's also the terrible part of the eight wasteland sword. I don't know how far the eight barren spirit has covered?"

"How could the prestige of the eight wasteland sword be lost in the hands of a young monk in the realm of the spirit sea? Even if he is a proud son of a generation, he has not yet grown up. He has to be a dragon and he has to lie down if he is a tiger."

"The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Even if he does not die today, there will be more powerful adults coming to kill him some day."

"I see you people, seeing that the cultivation of Xiling is not equal to that of Xiling, they begin to satirize again. Don't you know what hatred he has with all of you?""If there is no hatred or hatred, you can't comment on it. What kind of hatred does Qin Kai have with you? You hope that he will be defeated The monsters can only blame the evil cultivation of Xiling. They are not as good at skills and arrogant It's a cost of life. "

"You..."

"Hey, once he dies, Xiling will be finished. The demon clan and Luanzhen mountain are not interested in the wilderness of Xiling. At least they will not protect the monks of Xiling. "

"Once he dies, the news will soon spread out, and then Xiling will be washed with blood!" These people, while talking, looked gloomy, as if they were killing and plundering the monks of Xiling.

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The monks were talking and shocked, and they were retreating in an attempt to withdraw from the scope of the eight wasteland atmosphere. However, they finally found that the savage spirit had lasted for a long time. If they continued to retreat, they would not see the wonderful details of the battle.

Obviously, Qin Kai didn't have any intention of killing these people, otherwise they would have done it for a long time, so they didn't worry too much. After all, there were many people who were originally big powers and some powerful monks. This made their hearts stable a lot.

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When the array of swords spread out, the spirit of the sword came one after another. Nie Chen dodged countless sharp swords passing by at the first time, but in the end, the sword spirit became more and more dense, just like a dense wasp, so he couldn't escape at all.

What he was afraid of was that every sword, which was superior to his body, did not cause any harm to his body. Instead, it was his inner soul that pricked and tingled. The physical reaction was his head, which constantly sent out bursts of tingling and fainting.

"This is a move to attack the soul Is it to wear away my soul and take away my body? " Nie Chen understood the power of the sword array in an instant. Originally, the technology was applied to his soul. In his body, Nie Chen's soul condensed, and bursts of white smoke came out of his body.

The white smoke was just the power of the dissipated soul. Nie Chen's soul suddenly became weak and weak. At this time, something even more terrible happened. When Nie Chen's soul could not be found, those fine and dense sword blades directly penetrated into Nie Chen's body in groups.

Row by row of sword blades turned into a long dragon of terrible sword spirit, and rushed towards Nie Chen's soul. At this moment, Nie Chen's soul was like a soft lamb, surrounded by such a huge group of wolves Death, is just destined, is only sooner or later, or instantaneous things.

"Ah Nie Chen's soul was a little weak, but it was trembling. Above his soul, thunder and lightning rose, and the purple electric curtain flickered around his soul. He condensed into a sword blade with thunder and lightning to face the sudden first wave of sword Qi, which was going to be broken one after another.

Nie Chen's soul had already been transformed into the existence of the spirit of thunder and lightning, and with the power of thunder and lightning in his body, it was constantly evolving. At the moment, the power of thunder and lightning saved his life at the critical moment when he was weak and fainted.

"No, run!" Nie Chen smashed the first wave of sword Qi, and immediately flashed towards his own spirit sea. However, those sword Qi had already surrounded Nie Chen from all directions above.

Nie Chen's soul is suspended in the sea of spirits. His way to the blood stone and the remnant soul has been completely blocked by the dense sword Qi under his feet.

This is an unprecedented crisis. This is one of the most terrible situations that Nie Chen has been facing all the time. So many sword Qi that can damage his soul blocked his way. Even though his soul is strong and struggling hard, he will be strangled in his body by these fine sword blades.

For the first time, Nie Chen felt a powerful attack on the soul of a monk, which was extremely threatening. It was very strange and terrible. No matter how high a person's cultivation was and how strong his body was, once his soul was killed, it was no different from the dead body and the walking dead.

"Spell it Nie Chen's face was coagulated. He had no choice but to try his best. His whole body flashed with thunder and lightning. His whole son turned into a sword of thunder light. He rushed towards his own spirit sea and towards the spirit sea, where the blood stone and the remnant soul were.

The reason why he turned into the shape of this sword at the moment is to unfold the charm of heavy sword, making his soul completely turn into a powerful sword; he wants to rush to the end and once again enter the blood stone, otherwise, this time, he may be dead.

He absolutely made a fight, because he had only such a choice. He found that the existence of the material in his evil Qi was actually safe, which had no effect on these tiny swords attacking the soul. To fight against these swords, we must use the means of his own soul power to fight against them.

"There is still a glimmer of hope." Nie Chen's soul, with a firm face, rushed to the bottom. At the same time, his heart kept praying, "master, if you wake up, this time, please help me!"