Chapter 129: Saving Fellow Disciple
The big man over there was also confused, thinking: Why didn't I chop this guy down with my axe? This guy looks skinny and weak, how come he has so much strength!
The big man was so anxious that he opened his mouth and roared, white air came out of his nose, and the sound made his ears buzz. Shangguan Jiannan's heart tightened when he saw this.
The big man swung his giant axe, creating a gust of wind that hit him like a knife. Shangguan Jiannan was not in a hurry. He shook the Sky-Slaying Sword in his hand and turned his wrist. White light whizzed out, bringing with it a sinister aura.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The sword flashed by, and after a few moves, the air was filled with a chill. Then, the long sword turned suddenly, cutting through the air, making a "hissing" sound, and there was another earth-shaking sound.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, the long sword hit the big man's stomach solidly. The big man bent his body like a shrimp, screaming in pain. His hands loosened, and the huge axe fell to the ground with a "clang".
Shangguan Jiannan had a blank expression on his face. He raised his leg and kicked the big man again, causing his body to fly out like a kite with a broken string.
"Oh my god!" The people around were almost staring out of their heads. The disciples of the Lihuo Sword Sect opened their mouths wide, unable to believe what they saw. This skinny guy kicked the big guy away with one move! Oh my god, this guy was like a somersault in the air, and flew back in a flash. That strength is really not something that ordinary people can have! Bang! Everyone's eyes were wide open, watching the big guy hit the ground hard, shaking the ground three times.
In a flash, the purple robe flashed, and the dark sword seemed to have eyes, and Shangguan Jiannan followed closely. Swish! The sword light was like an illusion, flying all over the sky, and the cold air went straight into people's necks. Shangguan Jiannan's arrival was like a demon, and everyone was scared. No one dared to underestimate him anymore.
"Oh my god!" "What kind of cultivation level is this?" The disciples of Tianjian Sect were all stunned and surprised. After all, they knew Shangguan Jiannan's background well. Although he made rapid progress, this was a bit too exaggerated!
Then look at Shangguan Jiannan, one man and one sword, majestic and awe-inspiring, everyone is so scared. With a whoosh, the long sword was swung, strong light flashed, Shangguan Jiannan was as fast as a ghost, rushed down from the sky, and directly knocked a disciple away, blood splattered in the air, which was terrifying.
Chu Qingxuan was originally worried about Shangguan Jiannan, but now she realized that her worries were for nothing! She also raised her sword and slashed at the nearest enemy. As soon as Shangguan Jiannan arrived, the situation immediately reversed. The people of the Tianjian Sect went from being suppressed by the Lihuo Sword Sect to gradually gaining the upper hand.
"Here comes the Qiankun Palm!" Someone shouted, and a golden light flashed, and the shadow of a palm loomed, followed by a roar, and a huge palm rumbled towards Shangguan Jiannan. Shangguan Jiannan snorted coldly, and his body was as slippery as a loach, dodging it so quickly. His breath rose, and he swung his long sword, so handsome!
This battle was truly dazzling and terrifying. Then, Shangguan Jiannan's sword suddenly plunged into the huge and terrifying shadow. There was some resistance at first, but as soon as he exerted force, the resistance disappeared like snow meeting the sun.
At the same time, the disciple's big hand was slapped into pieces by Shangguan Jiannan, turning into star-like lights and disappearing in the air.
"Puff!" The man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
In the blink of an eye, the Tianjian Sect disciples who were just being oppressed suddenly became full of strength, and their attacks became more fierce than the last. They were all elites of the Tianjian Sect, and they had been holding back their anger for so long, and now they were all released.
On the other hand, the combined strength of the dozen or so people of the Lihuo Sword Sect was not that great, they were just outnumbered. But once Shangguan Jiannan arrived, this advantage was immediately gone.
In just a few minutes, the people from the Lihuo Sword Sect were defeated and fled in all directions crying for their parents.
The disciples of the Heaven Sword Sect looted the trophies from the guys who escaped, and their faces were all beaming with joy. They originally thought they were going to lose, and their spirit stones would all be wasted, but they didn't expect to turn the tables so quickly.
All of this was achieved by one person - Shangguan Jiannan, who wore a purple robe and held a black sword. He was like a sword immortal flying from the west, who could decide the outcome with one sword.
Chu Qingxuan looked at the heroic figure not far away, a strange light flashing in her eyes, her heart beating fast and warm.
The cold light of Xuanyin gradually dissipated, and the coldness on the Lutian Sword also slowly faded away.
Shangguan Jiannan looked around coldly, expressionless.
The several Tianjian Sect disciples around still found it unbelievable.
They were surprised to find that Shangguan Jiannan alone could easily resolve the crisis for all of them.
This strength even surpassed Senior Sister Chu Qingxuan! The surprised expressions on the faces of many disciples became more and more obvious, and their eyes fell on Shangguan Jiannan from time to time, their eyes full of admiration and praise.
"His martial arts skills are even better than Senior Sister Chu Qingxuan's!" "It's amazing to see him so relaxed and at ease."
Seeing Shangguan Jiannan's leisurely and contented demeanor, the disciples' breathing became heavy.
A clear sword sound was heard, and the Killing Heaven Sword was put into the scabbard and carried on his back.
The disciples of the Lihuo Sword Sect were lying on the ground groaning in pain, but Shangguan Jiannan seemed to be standing aside and acted as if he didn't see anything.
As Shangguan Jiannan's figure gradually approached, subtle changes appeared on Chu Qingxuan's face.
Perhaps it was the relief brought by the crisis being resolved, or perhaps it was a reflection of her inner excitement, but a faint blush appeared on her face.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. Junior Brother Shangguan Jiannan's strength has improved again."
She spoke softly, her voice as clear as the chirping of an oriole.
However, Shangguan Jiannan just shook his head slightly, "Senior Sister Chu Qingxuan, you are too kind. This is just a different experience."
He responded modestly, and everyone could only smile helplessly, knowing his humility.
Everyone's eyes then fell on the simple and ancient sword behind him.
The scabbard is all black, weathered and heavy, and does not appear dazzling because of the long sword on its back.
However, several disciples of the Tianjian Sect were well aware of the horror of this sword.
The cold light and eerie aura released when the sword was unsheathed still make them feel frightened.
"This sword is definitely not simple!" everyone exclaimed in amazement, their eyes filled with awe and admiration for the sword.
The wind blew gently, seeming to add a bit of majesty and solemnity to the mysterious sword behind Shangguan Jiannan.
At this moment, everything around seemed to be silent, with only Shangguan Jiannan's steady footsteps echoing in the jungle.