My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

The golden light on Bai Minxin's Longli Sword collided with it, and the shock wave that broke out razed the palace within a hundred feet radius to the ground.

"break!"

There was a blood-red light flowing in the silver-haired girl's phoenix eyes. She threw away her sword and used only her slender fingers to forcefully insert it into the brightest part of the green light.

The Heavenly Dao Rune made a crisp sound like shattering porcelain, but in the instant of collapse it turned into thousands of sword threads that wrapped around her wrist.

"Tear!"

Blood was dripping, and the sword wire penetrated into the bones and flesh like a maggot in the tarsal bone, eating away at the arm and then the body.

The silver-haired girl remained calm, and a golden light quietly shone in her red phoenix eyes: "Stop!"

Xiao An's body stiffened. At the same time, Jiang Yuanxia's figure appeared like a ghost on Xiao An's left side, and his white fingertips pointed at Xiao An's forehead.

The powerful spiritual power flew out of the fingers and turned into reality, condensing into a pitch-black ghost hand. This was actually the forbidden destruction technique created by Yuan Xia!

"puff!"

Xiao An was caught off guard and spat out a mouthful of blood. The sword energy around him melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun. The magic sword trembled violently and almost flew out of his hand.

"Death to you, evil creature!"

Teng Zhenwu's roar came with red flames.

The three-legged golden crow condensed by the secret method of the Fire God Palace took advantage of the dissipation of his sword energy and launched a sneak attack, causing Xiao An to spit out a large mouthful of blood again.

The old man's hair and beard were all on fire, but he laughed non-stop: "Little boy from the Xiao family, do you still remember my Fire Crow Burning Sky Technique?"

Xiao An's brows were slightly furrowed, his Taoist robe was drenched in blood. The magic sword made a slight sound, and the mighty sword energy shattered the Golden Crow.

This flaw was fleeting, but it was enough for Xi Rujian to stimulate the Dao Seed to the extreme - countless glass roots penetrated the void and locked Xiao An!

In desperate situations, dangers are lurking on every side.

Xiao An's eyes became calmer and calmer. Even though the sky was filled with blood and enemies were surrounding him, he did not get angry but smiled instead:

"Haven't you heard that there is always a way out? Xiao has been given the mandate of heaven, and there are still great things to accomplish. How could he die here?"

Between heaven and earth, all gains and losses have cause and effect.

He was favored by heaven not for no reason, but because God had given him an important mission.

But now, his important mission has not been accomplished, how could Heaven allow him to die here?

"Zheng——"

The turbulent flow left by the collapse of the twelve God-Imprisoning Pillars, carrying with it the three totem spirits that let out unwilling roars, turned into streams of light and sank into the magic sword.

The world suddenly became silent.

The inscriptions on the surface of the sword lit up one by one in a mysterious golden color, and twelve scarlet vertical pupils opened on the hilt, of which only three had pupils.

Despite this, the vast pressure still caused the space within a thousand miles to begin to collapse. Xi Rujian's Heavenly Lotus was instantly reduced to ashes, Jiang Yuanxia vomited large mouthfuls of blood, and a fatal gap appeared in the Zhoutian Spiritual Array.

Bai Minxin yanked his right arm violently, and the sword thread broke into pieces.

She let out a low shout, and the Longli Sword trembled in the air, and suddenly split into thousands of sword shadows - each shadow reflected her past years: a seven-year-old child holding a shaky wooden sword, thirteen-year-old fingertips trembling when she first killed an enemy cultivator, seventeen-year-old after challenging the Black Wind Gate with the sword, she wiped the blood indifferently... The sword intent was like a tide, carrying half a lifetime of obsession, and went straight into Xiao An's brows!

"Sword Intentions from the Past?"

Xiao An finally revealed a solemn expression, and the vertical pupils of the magic sword opened one after another.

When the twelfth vertical pupil opened, the entire void was suddenly filled with green rain. Every drop of rain was sword energy condensed to the extreme, attacking everyone present indiscriminately like a mad bee.

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Minxin had merged into one with the thousands of sword shadows.

The moment the Long Li Sword pierced through the rain curtain, fine dragon scale patterns appeared on the sword body - it actually forcibly awakened the sleeping Long Li Sword Soul!

The Dragon's Origin is a Neighbor to You (II)⒊Master⑧8〞4 is forged from the spine of a real dragon. It was once the sword worn by the leader of the Zhu Ming Immortal Sect. After the demise of the sect, the spiritual treasure has been covered in dust for a long time, and has only now shown its sharpness.

Xiao An blocked with his sword, and the sound of the magic sword resounded through heaven and earth.

The spiritual pressure that burst out from the collision of the swords crushed the ground beneath the feet of the two men into powder. The flesh and blood on Bai Minxin's right arm fell off, revealing his jade bones. Xiao An's crown shattered and his black hair fluttered wildly.

However, even though Long Li is the sword of the Immortal Sect's leader and a top-notch spiritual treasure in the world, he is still no match for the sharpness of the divine sword.

Bai Minxin's red eyes ignited with molten gold flames, and the Long Li Sword turned into a red-gold meteor that pierced through Xiao An's protective sword energy.

The moment the sword tip touched the body of the magic sword, the black lines between the girl's eyebrows suddenly spread to her neck - she actually forced the power of breaking the law at the cost of overclocking to break the ban!

"That's all! I'll use you as a sacrifice to the sword first!"

Xiao An laughed grimly, and a disorderly and violent sword sound rose up. A sword pierced through the girl's waist and abdomen, and the silver-haired girl vomited blood and fell into the air.

He held up the sword, condensed a sword aura, and rushed straight towards the falling body of the girl.

"Xiao An, that's enough!"

Teng Zhenyi's snake pupils flashed with cold light, and its true snake head tore through the remaining sword energy of the God-Imprisoning Pillar, and slammed into Xiao An with the forbidden black mist.

Wherever the snake's kiss passed, the void collapsed inch by inch, and even the dazzling inscriptions on the divine sword were corroded into mottled rust.

Since Xiao An forcibly recalled the three totems and used them to refine sword energy, Teng Zhenyi, who was entangled by the totem spirits, easily broke free from the restraints.

"Damn it!"

Xiao An was filled with hatred. If it weren't for this silver-haired, red-eyed girl who consumed too much of his time, he would have freed up his hands and taken the opportunity to kill Teng She.

Who would have thought that this silver-haired girl would be so powerful!

He forced himself to boost his sword energy again, and slashed towards the true form of the Teng Snake, unwilling to be outdone.

However, at this moment, the sword suddenly made a sharp vibration.

He suddenly looked up and saw that the shadow of the ancestor of the Mu family in the ancient bronze mirror had solidified into a solid entity, and a withered palm was slowly extending out of the mirror surface. The old finger dropped from the sky and pointed directly at Xiao An's eyebrows.

"Uh!"

Xiao An's eyes were bleeding, his soul was torn apart, and the momentum that he had forcefully boosted instantly weakened.

The most terrible thing was that the ferocious snake beast in its true form, Teng Snake, had already bitten towards Xiao An!

"You are shameless!"

Xiao An firmly grasped the sword with his right hand. The sharp sword energy cut the bones in his palm. Blood stained the cold sword edge, and the vertical pupils on the sword turned scarlet.

"This sword..."

His eyes suddenly became dazed for a moment, and in the void, an inexplicable bell sounded quietly, which made Xiao An distracted.

In just this moment of distraction, the true form of Teng Snake is imminent and is about to bite Xiao An!

The most terrible thing was that the black-haired girl also broke free from the rain of swords. Her eyes were cold and countless black lines intertwined into a net, locking up all the energy around him. She also had a forbidden destruction technique to restrain her soul, making it difficult for her to perform her secret techniques.

At the same time, the inexplicable ringing sound also rang out!

Xiao An was bleeding from all five orifices, and he hastily used his magic sword to stop the true form of Teng Snake.

"Crack!"

The brilliant inscriptions on the surface of the divine sword cracked into spider-web-like shatters, and the twelve vertical pupils closed one by one. Xiao An's right arm holding the sword instantly exploded into a bloody mist. The divine sword fell to the ground with a mournful cry, but was caught in mid-air by the black-haired girl.

"No...this is impossible!"

Xiao An staggered to his knees, blood from his palms dripping from between his fingers. His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at the man who quietly stepped out of the void with tears of blood. He seemed to be crying, or as if he was forced to cry because of his injury.

When the crisp sound of the sword's inscription shattering pierced his eardrums, Xiao An suddenly laughed softly.

The memory strangely went back to that snowy night ten years ago - the young man was kneeling under the crane cloak of the Xuanying Sword Master, with the still warm bodies of his parents in his arms oozing the same scarlet color as the sword tassel.

"The great way is ruthless, why should we pity ants?"

The silk gauze hanging from the jade crown obscured the sword master's face, and only the scabbard embedded with icy spirits gently touched his bloodstained forehead:

"Your parents' hearts were clouded by dust, blocking your path to the sword. They deserved to die to prove the Dao. Apart from the Great Dao, everything else can be abandoned. If you can understand this, your parents' death will be worthy."

He only had the Great Dao in his heart, but why did things fall to this point...

"What kind of magic is this?"

Xiao An suddenly asked irrelevantly.

The void barrier collapsed with a loud bang, and the morning light pierced through the blood mist.

The soul-stunning bell in Jiang He's pupils disappeared into the depths. He did not look at Xiao An at the first moment, and ignored his words. Instead, he looked at the silver-haired girl he had just caught, and gently stroked the black lines between her eyebrows with his fingertips:

"Silly girl, why did you have to do this?"

Bai Minxin curled up in his arms, the golden red color in her pupils gradually faded away: "For Master, everything is worth it..."

The silver-haired girl suddenly leaned on Jiang He's shoulder, and her blood-stained silver hair fell on his neck.

The girl's heterochromatic pupils reflected the man's face clearly, and a smile suddenly appeared on her lips: "Let Min Xin tear him apart, okay? Just like tearing apart those... bitches who wanted to steal our Master away."

"Minxin?"

Jiang He's heart skipped a beat. When he looked over again, the girl had fallen asleep in his arms.

"Master, is Minxin okay?"

The eldest disciple was holding a dim divine sword in her arms, wearing a white dress stained with blood. Her face was haggard and her eyes were dull. In the previous fight, she had overdrawn too much of her spiritual power to cast the forbidden destruction technique to contain Xiao An.

If it weren't for her forbidden destruction technique that had been restricting Xiao An and preventing him from using the magic sword to his full potential, the outcome would have been unpredictable.

"nothing……"

Jiang He carried the unconscious silver-haired girl to his eldest disciple, then stepped forward alone, looking down at Xiao An who was kneeling on the ground in silence:

"Chief Xiao, where is your destiny now?"

Destiny...

Xiao stared at Jiang He intently, a crazy smile appeared on the corners of his bloodstained lips:

"Do you think you can defy Heaven by killing Xiao? Heaven never favors a certain person, but the general trend! If you kill me today, Zhang An and Li An will enforce Heaven's will tomorrow!"

Jiang He exhaled deeply without being noticed, and the Xuanhuang Pearl in his palm was brewing Xuanhuang Qi, which lingered endlessly:

"Then let Heaven choose another durable one. I'm actually very curious about where the third person is now."

"The... the third person?"

Xiao An was still thinking about the meaning of Jiang He's words, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the spiritual light condensed in Jiang He's palm, and his pupils shrank.

"No! Jiang He, if Xiao dies, there will be no one left to support the world when it is in turmoil in the future!"

"The world never needs one or two people to support it, but requires thousands and thousands of people... Chief Xiao, why don't you understand this truth?"

Jiang He sighed softly.

Take his three disciples for example. If Xiao An didn’t have the magic sword, how much worse would they be than Xiao An?

As for the so-called destiny... Today's heaven has long been in chaos. In this case, then, is the so-called son of destiny the savior or the destroyer?

Blood passed through his skull, Xiao An's pupils suddenly dilated, and his body instantly disintegrated into countless blood mists. A ray of golden light escaped from his forehead and rushed into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The speed was so fast that Jiang He almost had no time to react.

But besides him and his three apprentices, there is also an ancient totem.

Teng Zhenyi surrounded the golden light with his bare hands, and the true form of the Teng snake wandering on the clouds suddenly bit it into countless pieces.

"No!"

Faintly, a shrill scream echoed throughout the universe.

The inscription on the dim sword in the black-haired girl's arms suddenly lit up, swallowing the shattered fragments of light along with Xiao An's flesh and blood mist into the sword.

The destiny and fortune just disappeared into thin air.

"Teng Zhenyi, this is..."

Jiang He frowned and looked at the divine sword that was emitting faint light. Could it be that Xiao An still had a way to be reborn by borrowing the divine sword?

It's not possible that after killing Xiao An once, I have to kill him again.

"No need to worry. There is no master-servant distinction between the divine sword and the sword wielder. When the sword master dies, the divine sword will be fed back... or in other words, the divine sword will devour the sword master. This palace is certain that Xiao An is dead!"

Teng Zhenyi laughed in silence. She caressed her belly nonchalantly.

"You seem to have some means to sense the true spirit. Just now, you should have sensed the collapse of Xiao An's true spirit. Once the true spirit collapses, there is no chance of rebirth."

"Too……"

Jiang He finally felt relieved. He saw with his own eyes that Xiao An's true spirit disintegrated into countless pieces and lost all vitality.