First Summoner

For a sword cultivator, hands are undoubtedly the most precious.

Losing both hands means that one can no longer hold the hilt of the sword, which is almost equivalent to losing everything for a sword practitioner.

The words of the Lu family's eldest elder undoubtedly touched Pei Su's sore spot. Pei Su's eyes flashed with strong murderous intent, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the great elder of the Lu family, and the two swords in his hands swept out, the black blade and the green blade dancing at the same time, emitting a heart-pounding cold light.

The black blade and the green blade echoed each other, interweaving into a terrifying sword energy net that enveloped the Lu family's great elder.

The Great Elder of the Lu Family had a slightly dark complexion and sensed danger. When he put up his spiritual power shield to resist, the green blade had already corroded his spiritual power shield and chopped him away.

"Great Elder!" The other elders of the Lu family exclaimed upon seeing this.

And when they were about to attack Pei Su, suddenly, the sky darkened.

Everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky, only to see dark clouds, lightning flashing in the clouds, and dull thunder began to sound!

Less than two seconds later—

Rumble!

Dozens of lightning bolts struck at the same time!

He chopped down the Lu family members fiercely!

At the same time, countless transparent spiritual threads covered all of the Lu family's death guards in the blink of an eye. Some of the death guards were not careful and were cut!

"How come this spiritual line is so much stronger?!"

I can't even split it!

"Because this is all my hard work!" Zhuge Youlin laughed. He raised his hands slightly and controlled countless spiritual threads to attack the Death Guards.

He was like a ruthless executioner, killing people without blinking an eye.

In fact, I'm getting more and more excited.

"I am now the strongest again!"

Zhuge Youlin swallowed the gold and directly raised his cultivation from the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm to the ninth level of the Emperor Spirit Realm. Now his strength is close to that of the elders of the Lu family.

What's even more terrifying is that he is a group attack practitioner. He will either lose in close combat first or win in group attack first.

Jiang Xianyue glanced at him coldly and said, "Don't waste time, kill him!"

The time for cultivation after swallowing gold is very limited.

So, make a quick decision!

"Okay!" Zhuge Youlin took a deep breath and replied.

He became serious, and with a flick of his fingers, he could kill several Death Guards.

The third elder of the Lu family had a gloomy expression on his face. He pointed at Zhuge Youlin and shouted, "Deal with that kid first!"

With the order given, many death guards immediately came towards Zhuge Youlin.

Zhuge Youlin immediately controlled the spiritual line to try to stop them from getting closer, but these death guards attacked regardless of everything and risked their lives.

However, in an instant, three death guards who were seriously injured broke through the spiritual line encirclement and arrived beside Zhuge Youlin. The long swords emitting a sharp cold light were immediately swung towards Zhuge Youlin!

Clang!

A trident swept across, blocking the Death Guards' swords.

The girl holding the trident nimbly attacked the three death guards and said to Zhuge Youlin in a deep voice.

"Back off!"

Zhuge Youlin quickly retreated a distance. He looked at Jiang Xianyue fighting in the front, his eyes slightly deepened.

Rumble!

Thick streaks of lightning meandered down from the sky like silver snakes!

Each bolt of lightning contained powerful force, which struck many people of the Lu family so hard that their bodies became numb and trembled involuntarily, and some even almost lost the ability to move!

"Ahhhh..." People kept screaming.

At this moment, the young man who controlled the spiritual plant with lightning attributes was standing quietly in the center of the battlefield. He was wearing a light green robe, looking cool and elegant.

His dark brown eyes were like the deep starry sky, scanning the surroundings indifferently, carefully observing everyone's movements, and then relying on his control over thunder and lightning, he assisted his friends in the battle as much as possible!

The melodious piano sound came again, like a clear spring flowing on the battlefield, bringing a sense of tranquility and peace.

However, this tranquility was soon broken, and the piano music became passionate, as if urging people to fight bravely!

Everyone in the Lu family only felt a sharp pain in their sea of ​​consciousness.

The faces of several elders of the Lu family were so gloomy at this moment that ink seemed to drip out. They immediately flashed over and directly fought with Xiao Zechuan and others.

Xiao Zechuan faced the third elder.

Yu Changying faced the fourth elder.

Chi Yue faced off against the fifth elder.

Wen Yuchu faced the Eighth Elder.

Jiang Xianyue faced off against the Ninth Elder.

Pei Su was still fighting with the great elder of the Lu family, but because his cultivation level was far behind that of the other party, he suffered more and more injuries.

Strange beasts and ghosts chased after and entangled the Lu family's death guards.

Wu Ying faced off against the ten elders.

Ji, Chongming and Bai Ze all transformed into human form and fought against the people of the Lu family!

This battle was extremely fierce!

But it is obvious that Shen Yan and his side do not have the upper hand!

As time went by, the friends could no longer hold on.

The person who faced the head of the Lu family was Shen Yan.

Shen Yan's cultivation level is five small realms lower than that of Prime Minister Lu Jing!

In addition, Lu Jingcheng is very powerful. If it weren't for the green ball that occasionally blocked some fatal injuries for Shen Yan, she might not have been able to hold on until now.

Lu Jingcheng's face became paler and paler, and the stab wound in his abdomen burst again, with blood gushing out. He was now somewhat weak, and his strength was gradually decreasing.

On the other hand, Shen Yan's face was slightly pale, but his breathing was still steady.

After she exchanged swords with Lu Jingcheng, she was forced back a distance by the impact.

Her face was cold. She looked up at the battle situation and then grasped the blade of the Tianzhou Divine Sword with her left hand.

Then, with a sudden stroke—

The sharp sword blade cut through his palm, and blood instantly soaked the sword.

When Lu Jingcheng saw this scene, his eyes darkened slightly, and his instinct told him that he must stop Shen Yan's next move.

Thinking of this, Lu Jingcheng's whole body burst out with the aura of power belonging to the peak of the tenth level of the Emperor Spirit Realm. It was so terrifying that it distorted the space and shocked all the practitioners in the capital city below. They were almost suppressed by this powerful sense of oppression and couldn't breathe.

What's worse, some people were even stunned by the pressure.

Everyone in the capital city was shocked and looked up at Shen Yan and Lu Jingcheng.

This sight made them tremble with fear!

Lu Jingcheng raised the sword in his hand, and in an instant, a "boom boom boom" explosion sounded, and a huge sword formation was instantly formed, locking Shen Yan tightly inside the sword formation. Countless sword qi flashed in the sword formation, interweaving like lightning, forming an indestructible barrier.

Nine huge sword blades were suspended in the air, emitting extremely terrifying sword intent. Each sword blade was like a giant dragon, roaring and emitting a frightening aura!

"Nine Sword Formation, Slaughter——"

As Lu Jingcheng roared, the spiritual energy around him surged wildly and continuously poured into the sword formation.

At this time, Shen Yan was trapped firmly in the sword formation and unable to escape.

At this moment, the friends all looked over here as if they had sensed something, their pupils shrank slightly, and there was anxiety and worry in their eyes.

And the next moment——

Shen Yan suddenly raised her eyes, her gaze was cold and resolute, and the strong wind was like a knife, ruffling her hair.

The blade of the Tianzhou Divine Sword in her hand glowed with blood, and she leaped up like a phoenix soaring in the sky, facing the nine huge sword blades of the upper sword formation.