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Ling Chuxi took a deep breath and struck out with her sword.

He used the grey abyss sword technique again.

This sword looked so ordinary and there was almost no sharpness, but ye Xuanfu\'s eyes narrowed.

Only someone like him, who had been immersed in the way of the sword all his life, would discover that this seemingly ordinary sword contained endless changes, even secretly conforming to the heavenly Dao.

A bright silver light suddenly shot out from the Luo Chen sword. The powerful sword power was actually not much weaker than Meng Luo \'s.

Ye Xuanfu\'s entire body trembled. The sword intent and sword power of this sword was so familiar. It was as if it came from the same source as Meng Luo\'s and Wei Wuji\'s sword intents.

The Luo Chen sword burst out with a visible sword Qi, piercing a transparent vacuum in the surging fiery-red wave of air. Ling Chuxi also slightly stopped her retreat.

But immediately, an even stronger sword power surged over.

"Elder sister Chuxi, you can\'t block it. Quickly retreat." Meng Luo\'s face was pale as she shouted at Ling Chuxi. A thin line of blood had already seeped out of the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that she wanted to withdraw this sword. However, the power that had erupted at this time was not her true strength at all, so how could she withdraw it?

Ling Chuxi did not retreat. She had long known that it would be difficult to block Meng Luo\'s attack with just the first move of the grey abyss sword style.

Ling Chuxi\'s expression was calm. Luo Chen sword suddenly changed its stance and the second and third forms of the grey abyss sword technique were used one after another. Each form of the Seven Swords of the abyss was stronger than the previous one. Moreover, Ling Chuxi had long discovered that if she used it in succession, the power of the layers would increase greatly.

Finally, the two sword forces clashed again, creating a deafening sound that shook the entire xuanjian peak.

Seeing the power of this sword, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. However, their expressions immediately changed.

Even though Ling Chuxi had used the third sword of the Seven Swords of the abyss to the maximum, she was still unable to block Meng Luo\'s terrifying sword. The turbulent air current rolled over and Ling Chuxi\'s beautiful figure was instantly submerged in it.

"Chuxi!"

"My Lord!"

Ling Yichen, Liang yunhuai, and Gongxi kuangdao cried out in shock at the same time. They unsheathed their swords and slashed at the air current without a care.

However, with just a slight touch, the three figures were sent flying back like arrows. Everyone\'s faces were filled with shock and worry. What should I do? LAN Xinyu and the rest were so anxious that they were stomping their feet.

Standing in the middle of the air current, Ling Chuxi\'s expression changed drastically. She had never expected that even the three strikes of the Seven Swords of the abyss would not be able to stop the power of Meng Luo\'s sword.

"What should I do?" Ling Chuxi was confident that even if she was trapped in a difficult situation, she would still have a chance to escape. However, if that was the case, Wei Wuji, who had already been seriously injured, would not be able to escape.

Everything happened in an instant.

In the midst of danger, a light suddenly flashed in Ling Chuxi\'s mind. Meng Luo\'s sword technique quickly appeared in her mind. At the same time, the memory fragments left behind by a few sword techniques also flashed quickly and overlapped with Meng Luo\'s sword technique, becoming extremely clear.