Along the way, most of the monsters Wang Shuo encountered were first-order monsters or just second-order monsters. They were not at the same level as the rat monster. Occasionally, there were a few low-intelligence ones who wanted to attack Wang Shuo when they saw Wang Shuo entering their territory.

Wang Shuo dealt with it casually. As for the monsters that ran away when they saw him, Wang Shuo was not willing to pay much attention to them.

Soon, at night, it was really dangerous to travel on the road at this time, so Wang Shuo lit a fire on the spot, planned to repair it on the spot, and released Xin'er from the gourd. Xin'er seemed to have slept in the gourd for a long time, and her mental state at this time was like playing chicken.

Bloody.

Wang Shuo was sleeping on the ground, watching the moonlight pass through the dense branches and leaves above his head. Na Xin'er stood in front of Wang Shuo's chest, sticking out her tongue to lick Wang Shuo's face from time to time.

But Wang Shuo was thinking about Yan Yue: "I don't know where senior sister is, but she is still safe."

Wang Shuo couldn't sleep, so he started thinking wildly, thinking about where his father had gone, thinking about how far he could practice in the future, thinking about Wu Renqun being happy for his breakthrough in foundation building after he came out of seclusion, and thinking about who his Taoist partner would be in the end.

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While he was thinking like this, Wang Shuo's powerful spiritual consciousness sensed violent fluctuations in spiritual power in the distance. It was obvious that someone was fighting.

As a fox demon, Xin'er had sensitive hearing, smell and vision. She also felt the fight in the distance, so she stood in front of Wang Shuo's chest and looked straight in one direction.

Wang Shuo took a deep breath and exhaled: "Such things have nothing to do with me."

Then I thought: "If the person fighting is a fellow disciple, it would be a bad idea not to help."

So Wang Shuo stood up, hugged Xiner, and turned into an afterimage and rushed in one direction. In a few breaths, he went to hide not far from the fighting place.

In order not to attract attention, Wang Shuo hid behind a tree and watched from a distance. The fight was so intense that two people surrounded one person.

Seeing Wuxian Fengmen's clothes, Wang Shuo planned to leave.

At this moment, Wang Shuo recognized that the person being besieged was the woman from Huanyuan Palace in Yuling Peak that day. Wang Shuo became curious and stepped forward to take a closer look.

I saw several corpses of leopard monsters on the ground. It looked like they were fighting for the monster core.

The woman from Huanyuan Palace was beaten and retreated steadily. The two besiegers were disciples of the Sword Sect. Each of them controlled three flying swords, and the six flying swords attacked in an orderly manner, forming a faint formation.

It is impossible for Wang Shuo to save the girl from Huanyuan Palace, because she is not related to her.

However, the swordsmanship of the disciples of the Two Sword Sects can be used as a reference.

Although the normal spiritual consciousness of a peak disciple in the Qi refining stage can control up to three or four flying swords, Wang Shuo's spiritual consciousness is so powerful that he can control five.

It's a bit difficult to control six mouths, but it's manageable.

At this moment, one of the six flying swords broke away from the battle, turned around and rushed towards Wang Shuo. Wang Shuo put down Xiner and looked straight at the flying sword rushing towards him.

When he was about to stab Wang Shuo, Wang Shuo ducked away and grabbed the hilt of the flying sword with his backhand.

Wang Shuo relied on his powerful physique to pull the flying sword down from the air, and used his powerful spiritual consciousness to forcibly erase the original divine mark on the flying sword.

Xiner had already fled into the ground. Wang Shuo held the flying sword and slowly walked towards the place where the three of them were fighting.

The three men stopped fighting immediately, sheathed their flying swords, and all looked at Wang Shuo.

The two men looked extremely vigilant and stared at Wang Shuo, while the woman from Huanyuan Palace looked at Wang Shuo with a puzzled expression, obviously not understanding why Wang Shuo appeared here.

"Hand over the Feijian and I will spare your life!" one of the Sword Sect disciples said.

Wang Shuo raised his hand and looked at the flying sword in his hand: "The Jian Sect is worthy of being the master of sword cultivation. Even the flying sword instruments used by the disciples in the Qi Refining Stage are of the highest quality!"

After hearing this, the man who opened his mouth pointed at Wang Shuo and was about to curse, but was blocked by another man: "Brother, although the Xianfeng Sect is the first of the five sects, the disciples in the Qi Refining Period cannot learn the true traditions of the sect, and the Huanyuan Palace is too powerful.

Just because of their training speed, their combat power is not as good as that of Jian Zong, so we might as well kill them both together."

After saying that, the two took out another flying sword and replaced the missing one. At this time, the woman from Huanyuan Palace said: "Junior brother, why don't we join forces to fight against the enemy!"

Wang Shuo looked back at the woman from Huanyuan Palace, and then thought about what he did under the stone wall that day. He thought that this woman was probably not a good person, and he was afraid that after fighting with the two Sword Sect brothers, she would find an opportunity to attack him.

Wang Shuo nodded and said: "I don't know the names of the three Taoist friends. I'm afraid no one will inform the sect if they die. Why don't you tell me, junior brother?"

The two Jian Zong brothers smiled coldly: "What a big statement, you two want to compete with my Jian Zong? That's all, I'll just tell you, lest you don't know in whose hands you died."

The two were brothers, the elder brother was named Lin Feng, and the younger brother was named Lin Jie. Wang Shuo turned back to look at the woman from Huanyuan Palace, and then the woman said: "I'm Yuan Meng!"

"Go to hell!" the two brothers suddenly said, and six flying swords rushed towards Wang Shuo and Yuan Meng.

Wang Shuo threw the flying sword towards Yuan Meng and took out a water-blue round shield and the five-color long sword from the gourd.

The five-color long sword turned into five flying swords and fought with six.

When the two brothers saw Wang Shuo controlling the five flying swords by himself, their expressions changed and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "What a powerful spiritual consciousness."

Naturally, Yuan Meng was not idle. He picked up the flying swords thrown by Wang Shuo, took out two flying swords from his own gourd, and directly controlled the three flying swords to join the fight.

The two brothers felt great difficulty, but did not show any worry.

Wang Shuo observed the expressions of the two men and kept an eye on the fighting situation.

As expected of a sword sect, only six flying swords are comparable to the eight flying swords of the two men.

Wang Shuo narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Suddenly, a small mound of soil protruded from the feet of the two men. Xin'er jumped out of the mound and bit the two brothers' ankles twice.

The two of them were in pain and couldn't concentrate. The six flying swords immediately went into chaos.

Lin Jie took out a talisman from the gourd and threw it on the ground. It immediately turned into a fire formation, so frightened that Xin'er turned around and ran into the ground again.

The two brothers quickly mobilized their spiritual consciousness to control the flying sword. But the situation turned and it was difficult to move back.

The two brothers looked at each other, the angry look on their faces disappeared, they both closed their eyes and muttered words.

Suddenly, a purple mark appeared on the flying swords controlled by the two men, and lightning flashed on them.

After the two cast the spell, the six-port flying swords exploded with lightning and turned into six thunder swords. Their power increased dramatically, and they immediately forced Wang Shuo and Yuan Meng's eight-port flying swords to retreat.

Wang Shuo's figure blurred, and he threw the round shield in his hand into the air next to Yuan Meng. The round shield immediately turned into a semi-circular water-blue light shield to protect the two of them.

Wang Shuo made a move with his hand, and the five flying swords immediately flew back to Wang Shuo's hand and merged into a five-color long sword.

Yuanmeng was suddenly defeated and shouted anxiously: "What on earth are you doing, are you looking for death?"

Wang Shuo said coldly: "Use all the defensive weapons and hold on for me for a while."

Yuanmeng frowned in confusion, but he did as he was told and took out all the magical weapons in the gourd that could be used for defense.

Wang Shuo was holding a long sword, chanting incantations quickly in his mouth, and his left index finger slowly brushed across the five-color sword body from bottom to top.

The five colors of light were mixed together, and the entire sword body immediately turned into pure black color, and the five attributes were mixed together and turned into a dark attribute.

For example, the pseudo-spiritual roots of the five attribute types mutate into the dark attribute spiritual roots, and this dark attribute type is not afraid of the thunder attribute type and is extremely powerful.

If Wang Shuo guessed correctly, then the two brothers should have one fire and one water attribute, or both of them have water and fire spiritual roots. Only in this way can it be possible to cast thunder-type spells or have their spiritual roots mutate into thunder-type attributes.

I dare to guess like this, just because Wang Shuo has seen the flying swords of two people, and they don't have any attributes, so the thunder and lightning on the swords must come from the two people's spells.

Just as the six-port thunder sword was approaching Yuanmeng's three-port flying sword, a black straight line passed through the thunder array formed by the six-port flying sword like an arrow, and stabbed towards the two brothers at extremely high speed.

The two brothers were shocked. They really didn't expect that Wang Shuo's five flying swords could actually merge their attributes.

However, the two of them did not panic. They launched an offensive with five flying swords, took out part of their consciousness, and each took out a shield and overlapped it in front of them.

A black straight line hit the shield, revealing its original shape. It was an ink-colored long sword. The long sword directly pierced the two shields, and half of the sword body was stuck on the shield. Both shields lost their aura and seemed to have been destroyed.

Just when the two brothers were amazed at how powerful this sword was, they saw Xin'er jumping out of the ground again, holding a water spell talisman in her mouth and sticking it directly to the ground.

Suddenly the underground fire array was extinguished by the tide summoned from the water spell talisman.

"You fox demon!" The two brothers were furious. When Lin Feng was about to capture Xin'er, Xin'er quickly ran into the ground again.

In just a few seconds, Wang Shuo appeared in front of the two of them. Before they could react, Wang Shuo raised his foot and kicked the ineffective shield.

The two brothers were immediately thrown away by the impact of the shield and fell hard to the ground.

The six flying swords lost control and hung motionless in the air.

The two brothers did not understand how Wang Shuo could be in front of them in an instant even though they were hundreds of meters apart.

But Yuanmeng saw it very clearly. Wang Shuo was extremely fast at that time and rushed directly towards the two of them, leaving behind a series of afterimages along the way.

"Damn it!" The two brothers looked ferocious, and their spiritual consciousness directly gave up the six flying swords in the distance, and each took out a few small daggers from the gourd, and stabbed Wang Shuo, who was currently defenseless.

The next moment I saw the two brothers, their faces were ashen.

Those small daggers pierced Wang Shuo's body, just like unopened swords piercing a stone. Wang Shuo's body was so resilient.

Just when the two of them were wondering whether Wang Shuo was wearing some kind of defensive armor, Wang Shuo grabbed a small sword in each hand and broke it with his bare hands.

At this scene, the other two brothers were so stunned that they forgot what to do next and sat on the ground without any reaction.

Wang Shuo dropped his hand and broke the sword. He grabbed one person's neck with each hand and lifted it up.

"I will spare your lives if you surrender!" Wang Shuo said.

But the two people's bloodshot eyes were fixed on Wang Shuo. Wang Shuo sensed something with his spiritual consciousness and exerted force on his hands. The two men immediately rolled their eyes and died.

Behind Wang Shuo, the six thunder swords stabbed towards Wang Shuo, but suddenly stopped in place. The power of thunder and lightning was withdrawn and fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut off.

"If you don't give them a chance, you will have to kill them!" Wang Shuo put the two men down, took the gourds from their waists, and put away the six flying swords.

At this time, Na Yuanmeng stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Junior Brother Wang Shuo, what a trick!"
Chapter completed!