Chapter 128 Lihuo Sword Sect
She was wearing a long robe that rustled in the wind. The purple ribbon around her waist fluttered in the wind, and her three thousand strands of black hair were flying freely in the strong wind, as magnificent as a waterfall.
However, at this moment her face looked extremely pale, and her eyes revealed indomitable spirit and determination.
"Retreat? That's just a shortcut to death."
Chu Qingxuan's gaze was as sharp as a torch, penetrating through numerous obstacles and looking directly at the fellow disciples who were constantly falling in the distance.
Her voice was cold and firm. "Now, the only way to survive is to fight!"
Before she finished her words, Chu Qingxuan had already stepped on the ground, and the ground suddenly broke into pieces. Her figure shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the enemy formation.
"Tianxuan sword technique, Xuanfeng sweeping leaves!" She shouted clearly, and the long sword in her hand flashed with cold light. Suddenly, the air was filled with sword shadows, like stars in the sky, or like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, sharp and unmatched.
Before she could stabilize her body, her sword had already been drawn. Dozens of sword lights intertwined into a net, cutting through the sky and attacking the enemy with a devastating momentum.
Every ray of sword light is like the scythe of the god of death, reaping the fragility of life.
Chu Qingxuan stood in the sword net, with her sword pointing straight to the sky. At that moment, she seemed to have become the brightest star on the battlefield, illuminating the light of hope in the hearts of the Tianjian Sect's disciples.
Chu Qingxuan's breathing was filled with unyielding tenacity, as if every breath was a challenge to her limits. This blow was also a heavy burden for her.
However, its effectiveness was like brilliant fireworks, instantly illuminating the battlefield.
"Bang, bang, bang!" A series of roars, like the most intense thunder in the sky, never ceased.
In front of Chu Qingxuan, the space seemed to be kneaded, twisted, and vibrated by invisible hands, and every explosion was a ruthless tearing of the surrounding environment.
"Retreat quickly! Retreat quickly!" Shouts of fear came one after another from the enemy camp. Like a swarm of disturbed bees, the blue-robed figures retreated like a tide, not daring to stay or approach for a moment.
"That's Chu Qingxuan from the Tianjian Sect. Stay away from her for now!" Orders and warnings were intertwined. The retreat of the blue-robed men seemed both hurried and orderly. They knew very well that the power released by Chu Qingxuan at this moment was enough to make anyone who underestimated the enemy pay the price.
However, although this force is strong, it is powerless.
The blue-robed men were like cunning wolves and chose the most sensible tactic - avoiding the enemy's sharp edge and dispersing the attack.
Chu Qingxuan watched the blue shadows retreat quickly. Although her sword tip was sharp, it could hardly reach those enemies who were deliberately avoiding her. She couldn't help feeling powerless.
“What should I do…what should I do…” Chu Qingxuan was extremely anxious. Facing several threats that were getting closer and closer, her eyes showed both determination and helplessness.
At this critical moment, she gritted her teeth, took a decisive step forward, pointed the tip of her sword forward, and vowed to turn the tide.
At this extremely tense moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky! The inconspicuous hill in the distance seemed to be given life, and suddenly erupted with a deafening roar. In the dust, a figure was like the light of dawn, cutting through the sky and standing proudly in front of everyone.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise that shook the ground, followed by the sound of rocks crashing down. A figure suddenly rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, he fell heavily to the ground.
"Bang!" The ground under Shangguan Jiannan's feet sank, and his legs were numb from the shock, and he almost couldn't stand.
He was wearing a purple robe, and the hem of his robe rustled in the wind. Shangguan Jiannan looked up and was immediately attracted by the sound of fighting in the distance.
Over there, more than a dozen people were fighting each other, making so much noise that even the air was shaking. From time to time, someone was thrown out, obviously suffering a great loss.
"Lihuo Sword Sect!" Shangguan Jiannan recognized the guys in blue robes at a glance and muttered to himself. The strength of this Lihuo Sword Sect is far inferior to that of the Tianjian Sect, and the level of the disciples is also uneven. The strong ones can compete with the top five masters of other sects, but the overall level is not good, so the ranking is low.
Looking at the Tianjian Sect, there were only five or six people, all of whom were injured. On the other hand, the Lihuo Sword Sect had the advantage in numbers, with more than a dozen disciples. Although there was a gap in strength, there was strength in numbers.
On the Tianjian Sect side, Senior Sister Chu Qingxuan was the best fighter. She was surrounded by five or six people, their weapons gleaming, but those people looked at her like they were guarding against wolves, just surrounding her without taking any action.
The other disciples of Tianjian Sect were not so lucky. Each of them was besieged by several disciples of Lihuo Sword Sect. Although they were quite skilled, they were also caught off guard and had several cuts on their bodies.
"Hey, this is someone from my Tianjian Sect!" Shangguan Jiannan was anxious. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw Senior Sister Chu Qingxuan in the crowd.
Senior Sister Chu Qingxuan had a slender figure and was surrounded by a powerful aura. The few strands of hair on her forehead fluttered in the wind, appearing a little messy, but adding a bit of heroic spirit.
"It's Senior Sister Chu Qingxuan!" Shangguan Jiannan exclaimed, and then he flashed and rushed over. Shangguan Jiannan's shadow escape technique flashed, and he rushed over here. The disciples were happy when they saw their senior brother appear, but their faces fell in the blink of an eye.
"Why is he here alone?" "No teammates? Isn't this courting death?" The Tianjian Sect's disciples froze before their smiles faded. They knew Shangguan Jiannan's strength, and he was not as good as them. One more person wouldn't help them turn the tables.
Chu Qingxuan was surrounded and beaten by several people. She wanted to fight back but was always dodged. Then they came back again, making her so angry that she almost exploded. Seeing Shangguan Jiannan rushing over, her face became even uglier and she shouted, "Don't come over! Go away!" But she was also in a difficult situation and could not save herself.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, a huge axe came and Chu Qingxuan quickly drew her sword to block it. At this time, she had no time to think about anything else. The disciples of the Tianjian Sect were also in a panic and complained in their hearts.
Shangguan Jiannan's shadow escape technique was as fast as flying, and he rushed dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye. The long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was blazing, like a burning cloud. As he was walking, a muscular man came over with a huge axe, smiling like a ghost, and shouted: "Boy, prepare to die!"
The air exploded as the axe swung, bringing a gust of cold wind towards Shangguan Jiannan. Shangguan Jiannan's eyes turned cold, and he stepped on the ground, and his speed dropped sharply. He swung his long sword, and a flash of fire appeared, and he rushed over with the fire. Just as he was about to collide with the big guy, Shangguan Jiannan suddenly stopped and raised the long sword in his hand. With a loud "clang!", the long sword and the axe collided head-on, causing him to feel a burning pain in the palm of his hand.
"Oh, what a strong force!" Shangguan Jiannan muttered to himself. The sword in his hand was still shaking, his whole arm was aching slightly, and his face was turning pale and red.