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"It really consumes real yuan.

After cutting out this sword, Lu Xuan only felt that one third of Dan Haili's real essence was instantly drawn out.

In addition, there was a sense of exhaustion in my heart.

Not only true essence, but also soul power was consumed a lot.

Obviously, it is not so easy to exert the power of the top-level holy sword.

Need to pay a lot!

"With my current amount of true essence and soul power, if I can use two more swords at most, it will dry up completely! 35

Lu Xuan thought to himself.

But don't worry about that.

After all, in his storage ring, there are many pills supplements.

Then he looked at the ghost crow.

With the holy sword in hand, his aura also climbed to a very high level.

Even in his eyes, there was a strong sense of oppression.

Catch Lu Xuan's eyes.

Ghost Crow's eyes narrowed slightly.

"See how many "Seven-Five-Three" swords you can make! 55

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The ghost crow pinched the print with both hands.

The flag and face below him surged again, like the undulating Wang Yang.

A larger ghost came out.

The ghosts have three heads and eight arms, and the breath is majestic and terrifying.

There are six pairs of scarlet vertical pupils on his face, spurting evil spirits.

"Is it the pinnacle of Daotai Realm?"

Lu Xuan frowned slightly.

This ghost is much stronger than the previous ten.

It made him feel a lot of pressure.

"Sword Seventeen!"

Lu Xuan did not hesitate.

Straight out of the sword.

The sea of ​​clouds surged, and the crescent moon was like frost.

A thousand-meter-long sword qi slashed out.

Swept mountains and rivers.

This sword is stronger than before!

After all, it is already Sword Seventeen!

But at the same time, it consumes more real yuan.

Roar!

The eight-armed ghost's eyes are scarlet, and the demonic energy is billowing all over its body, more like a river of blood flowing.

face this sword.

It does not retreat but advances, and welcomes it.

Boom boom boom!

The ghost took two steps back, but only two steps.

Its eight giant hands directly grabbed the sword energy.

Clang, clang!

Infinite sparks flickered in the palm of his hand.

It turned into lumps of magma, fell to the ground, and burned.

The two were at a stalemate for a while.

Finally after losing an arm.

The ghost finally shattered the sword energy.

Under the pain, its ferocity was completely stimulated.

Facing Lu Xuan not far away, open his fangs and scream!

"I don't know if you still have the ability to use swords?

Looking at Lu Xuan whose face was gradually turning pale, Guiya shook his feather fan and said with a smile.

This sword is stronger than the last sword.

Then the consumption of real yuan will be more.

Judging from the cultivation base of Lu Xuan's life and death, it is estimated that the bottom has been reached.

However, Lu Xuan is a Daojun of Daoyu, and he should have some medicine pills on him.

So it may not be possible to decide the winner for the time being.

"you guess."

Lu Xuan flipped his right hand, and several nine-grade medicinal pills appeared in his palm.

There are those who supplement true essence, and there are those who supplement soul power.

swallowed.

"I hope that Daojun has enough ninth-grade medicinal herbs, otherwise, when the medicinal herbs are exhausted, it will be your death.

The corner of the ghost crow's mouth slightly raised.

"You don't need to worry about the pill problem. I can't use up all this stuff."

Lu Xuan gently pulled a sword flower.

The state of the whole person instantly returned to the peak.

This is the nine-pin pill.

The medicine is powerful and unimaginable.

Of course, the most important thing is his aptitude.

Heavenly pose.

For the absorption speed of medicinal power, spiritual energy, etc., it is also very fast.

Others may take months or even years to absorb it, but he only needs a few breaths to absorb most of it!

So as long as the medicine pill is enough.

His current combat power is the pinnacle of Daotai Realm!

"Sword Eighteen!"

Lu Xuan dances lightly with black hair.

Stronger sword moves are displayed.

boom!

The sword energy swept across the sky, covering the sky.

If the ghost is hit hard, it will retreat again!

Without any hesitation, Lu Xuan continued to take out several ninth-grade pills and take them.

After replenishing the true essence, it was cut out with another sword.

It's just Sword Eighteen.

Because the later sword moves consume too much, it is not what he can use now.

Even if it is displayed, it will not be able to achieve its due power. This is the limit of the realm.

Therefore, it is better to use Sword Eighteen all the time.

And so on and on.

Lu Xuan slashed out ten phantom swords one after another!

And the ninth-grade medicinal herbs also used up fifty or sixty pieces in one fell swoop.

But for his reserves, this is only a quarter of it. . . .

There is a lot left.

The holy product is also useless.

In addition, many of the newly found medicinal pill opportunities have not been sent out yet.

When it is sent, it will be replenished in an instant, and even a lot more.

"How can this son have so many 9th grade medicinal herbs?"

Ghost Crow was completely stunned.

This is a nine-pin pill.

Treasures of opportunity!

Very rare.

Even he, the dignified military advisor of the dynasty, only had five or six on his body.

But just for a while.

Lu Xuan has almost swallowed more than fifty ninth grade pills!

It's just like knocking beans.

And by the looks of it, there seem to be many more.

"Did Daoyu give him all the ninth-grade medicinal herbs?"

The ghost crow's mouth was slightly open, a little unbelievable.

If it was an eighth-grade medicinal pill, he could still understand it.

But this is the ninth grade.

An extremely rare and precious cultivation resource.

How can one person have so much?

"Could it be that they discovered the treasure trove of medicinal pills left behind by the Temple of Heaven?"

When he came back to his senses, Ghost Crow couldn't help but guess.

Then he shook his head sharply.

Get rid of distractions.

The complexion gradually became solemn.

It seems that he is still far underestimating this Daoyu Daojun.

It actually exceeded his expectations time and time again.

It's a real variable!

For the wise.

The scariest thing is this variable!

Because it is impossible to use common sense to push the 0.1 theory!

Can turn all the impossible into possible!

"Walk!"

The ghost crow immediately transmits the sound of the wind and thunder swords!

Continuing to fight here will only make the situation more and more unfavorable!

Since force cannot win, then rely on outwitness!

For the wise.

It is best to beat the weak against the strong!

on the sky.

Fenglei Shuangdao, who got the sound transmission, was slightly startled.

It was unexpected that the ghost crow would actually say such a thing.

The meaning of these words is clearly that the Ghost Crow can't win the new Daojun, so he can only retreat first and find another way.

"Ghost crow can't win that Daojun? The top-level holy sword is powerful, but it consumes a lot of money. It doesn't make sense."

Because he was focused on the battle, he couldn't be distracted at all, so he didn't see the situation on the ghost crow's side, so he could only be puzzled.