Back in Jing 'an source, when Ling Chuxi had comprehended the second and third forms of the grey abyss sword technique, this memory fragment had also appeared before. However, it had been ethereal and difficult to capture. Now, it had overlapped with Meng Luo's sword form.
In an instant, Ling Chuxi understood where these sword techniques had come from. Weren't they the other moves of the grey abyss sword technique that the power of the grey abyss sword had displayed?
Could it be that Meng Luo had used the last few moves of the grey abyss sword technique?
Ling Chuxi didn't have much time to think. She just followed the sword moves that were constantly overlapping in her mind and slashed upwards.
This sword was so natural, so profound.
The Luo Chen sword flickered with a brilliant light as it cut through the thorns. With a sword cry, the sword Qi in front of him was surrounded by flames. The ancient sword shadow of the Luo Chen sword finally collided with the huge sword in Meng Luo's hand.
Ling Chuxi's slender figure and Meng Luo's petite figure were like two ancient stone sculptures, standing on a majestic peak. At this moment, it gave people a feeling that they could only look up to it.
The entire xuanjian peak was filled with a heavy atmosphere. Even the wind that whistled through the mountain had stopped.
That heavy pressure almost made people unable to breathe.
Seeing the two figures standing like statues for a long time, everyone's hearts were in their throats. Under the impact of such a powerful sword, what kind of ending would the two end up in?
Ye Xuanfu, on the other hand, was stunned. His eyes widened as he looked at Ling Chuxi. In his shock, there was also a trace of unconcealed ecstasy. However, at this time, no one noticed his strange gaze.
Finally, the two of them slowly separated. Meng Luo's body swayed, and she fell straight to the ground.
"Meng Luo!" Ling Chuxi's heart grew anxious and she stretched out her hand to pull Meng Luo.
Her original intention was to save Wei Wuji, but it would not be worth it if Meng Luo lost her life because of this.
Although this little girl was a little intrepid and a little outspoken, her straightforward personality that dared to love and hate also made Ling Chuxi have a good impression of her.
Just as Ling Chuxi stretched out her hand, the ground under her feet suddenly trembled and a deep ravine split in the middle. It quickly split to two sides and separated the two of them. On the mountain peak, the sound of a huge rock cracking could be heard.
"Chuxi!" Ling Yichen and the others, who had just relaxed, once again tensed up. Once xuanjian peak collapsed, not to mention them, even the Masters of the Grandmaster realm would not be able to escape.
"Don't come over!" Ling Chuxi also realized this and quickly stopped Ling Yichen and the others who were about to fly forward.
"Don't worry, for the past 10000 years, the ancestors of xuanjian peak have been using arrays to reinforce it. If not, it would have been destroyed by Wuji and Meng Luo and wouldn't have survived until today. " Ye Xuanfu finally came back to his senses. Seeing everyone's worry, he comforted them and quickly rushed over to Meng Luo.
"Chuxi, Chuxi, how are you?" Ling Yichen and LAN Xinyu were relieved and quickly rushed to Ling Chuxi's side, asking her with concern.
I'm fine. How's Meng Luo?" Ling Chuxi knelt down on one knee and panted as she spoke. The sword attack just now had exhausted all the innate vital Qi in her body, but she was not injured.
"Ah, that was close, that was close. I almost got into big trouble again." Just as Ling Chuxi's words fell, Meng Luo's voice of joy could be heard. The little girl jumped up from the ground like a carp, patted her chest, and stuck out her tongue. Although her face was flushed, she was obviously not injured.
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