Chapter 650: Xin Zhuo’s stunning sword strike
The sound was like a bell, flying straight into the sky.
His shouting was not a manifestation of his holiness in front of people for no reason, it was just a reminder to the people of the Eighteen Sects.
When the sword is drawn between the eyebrows, I'm afraid there are no rules and it's easy to get hurt by accident.
The devastated and decadent figures all over the sky vaguely heard this cry for a while.
The senior masters above, Chu Siniang, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Ma Feng and other elders looked down subconsciously and felt in a daze, Xin Zhuo, why is this necessary?
Other sects Chen Changsheng, Xuanyuan Qingqing and Baihua Fengyun, who were acquainted with each other in the past, all looked the same, with wry smiles on their faces.
In their eyes, this is just the cry of one of the Eighteen Sect disciples who sacrificed his life. This scene has happened countless times!
Song Tianxing, Yu Zhuji, Li Hanzhu, Chu Daguo and others at the top looked so sad that they could not express their feelings.
Master Liu Qingfeng's face changed drastically, and he roared angrily: "Traitor! You have the qualifications of a great emperor, and your future is limitless. Why are you so pedantic? If you don't run away, why bother to die? If you don't leave a trace for your master, Inheritance, you are extremely unfilial! "
Xin Zhuo did not argue, chuckled, jumped up, and headed straight into the sky with an indomitable momentum. The true disciple's robe and long hair flew together, and he suddenly tapped his eyebrows.
A terrifying ripple suddenly appeared.
The ray of sword intent in Yuan Chen Palace flashed beyond the eyebrows, and a ray of golden sword light instantly turned into a giant sword in the sky, hundreds of feet long.
As soon as Shi appeared, a breath of absolute domineering power, like a domineering aura looking down on the people, shocked everyone!
It seems that everything, all warriors, including the terrifying wild beast, are as small as dust in front of it.
The whole world, the nine seas and the eight wastelands, must surrender before it!
With just one look, I felt that my mind was lost. I had no intention of escaping and was willing to be killed.
This is not just a dimensionality reduction attack, it is like a giant elephant appearing among a group of ants!
It’s enough to scare everyone!
"This..."
"This is..."
Master Liu Qingfeng, acting headmaster Song Tianxing, master wife Chu Siniang, Ma Feng, Chen Changsheng, Nangong Wentian, etc., the eighteen sect elders, peak masters, palace The expressions of the master and the ordinary disciples, the disciples of the Second Tianxie Sect, including the demonic Third Holy Mother, suddenly changed, and they were indescribably horrified.
It seems that Xin Zhuo is no longer Xin Zhuo!
Who is he?
……
"Saint Realm Sword Intent? Emperor's Sword Intent? Quasi-Emperor? Is this... the Ancient Sword Intent?"
"Is this fucking crazy? Where did it come from?"
" Is this reasonable? "
"Is it worth it? "
The father and son in the broken boat stood up suddenly in the clouds, their expressions changing again and again.
...
"This..."
"What is the origin of this kid?"
"Why does he have such a terrifying sword intent?"
" Where does this sword come from?”
At the top of Zhongyun Mountain, the ancestors of the eighteen sects stood up one after another with scars all over their bodies, with horror and confusion on their faces!
......
"Unfair!"
"Heaven and earth are unfair!"
"Seeing victory! Why did such a wisp of sword intent appear?"< br>
"How can he withstand the Yangshi Sanchonghai?"
"Is he from a certain saint or queen?"
"He comes from the legendary Sandao Mountain?"
< br>"Absurd! The Holy Emperors and Holy Sons of all the major domains of heaven and earth have not yet arrived. Which Sandao Mountain does he come from?"
"Where did he get this opportunity?"
In that dark cloud, what was still laughing a moment ago turned into roaring and fear.
......
"Buzz——"
The monstrous golden sword seemed to come from the sky, shocking Fulong Mountain for thousands of miles.
Even in the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, tens of thousands of officials, troops and people could not bear the fear and bowed down one after another.
The eighteen sects and Tian Xie, Gui Qing disciples, Desolate Beast, Tian Xie Great Elder, and the Three Holy Mothers, who were standing in front of the sword light, were already unable to move.
"Pfft——"
The flying white figure, with its black hair flying, carrying a monstrous sword light, went straight to the sky, hitting three points and one line, destroying everything along the way.
Most of the tens of thousands of disciples of Gui Qing and Tian Xie were killed in one blow. All the bones of the deceased were broken and their bodies were broken. They were scattered in all directions like kites with broken strings. Blood rain accompanied by snowflakes...< br>
“Woo——”
The wild beasts above screamed in fear, and their huge bodies fled.
However, he was a step too slow, and was cut by the sword light. The body that covered the sky was cut into two pieces, and green blood poured back like a river, spilling over the mountains.
The black-robed Great Elder Tianxie above him had no time to dodge, and was chopped into pieces by the sword.
Jiang Yuwei and Sun Changfeng, who were imprisoned at the tail of the desolate beast, were shocked and flew out after Xin Zhuo deliberately avoided it.
The sword light did not stop, but it passed by Liu Qingfeng, Song Tianxing and other eighteen sect masters, and went straight to the highest-altitude demon girl and nine monstrous tails.
The beautiful face of the Third Holy Mother finally showed a trace of panic: "Xin Zhuo! How dare you kill me?" After one blow, it began to extract the true energy from his body!
The infuriating energy that was originally quite powerful and ten times stronger than that of a warrior in the same realm was empty in the blink of an eye, and then began to drain his vitality again.
This terrifying unknown sword intention turns out to be a double-edged sword!
Perhaps, he "stolen" it, and it was different from the way Zhao Yizhu himself used it.
Zhao Yizhu's forward swing time is very long!
Is this... the same death sword technique?
This price/performance ratio is too low.
“Ahe!”
As if aware of his abnormality, Zhao Yizhu’s expression below him changed slightly and he flew over with all his strength.
It's too late! The sword intent seemed to want to kill the Third Holy Mother, but it was still uncontrollably draining his martial arts realm and vitality. The next moment, he was probably going to die.
At this moment, Wangyuejing, who had been silent for several months, suddenly flew out of the guardian on his own, suddenly cutting off the connection between him and the sword intention.
“Whoops——”
The golden sword light brought the final strength and slashed towards the Three Holy Mothers.
The three Holy Mothers were unwilling to die, roared angrily, and the Nine Tails turned into a towering martial arts barrier and came towards them.
“Boom——”
The martial arts barrier was broken.
"Puff puff..."
The seven tails were cut off by a sword and turned into seven fluffy tails falling down.
The demon girl vomited blood and screamed, flying back, her face as pale as paper.
At this moment, the terrifying golden sword light also disappeared.
Wangyue Well has also disappeared on its own.
Xin Zhuo fell below with exhaustion and dizziness all over his body.
My long hair and white robe are blowing in the wind, my eyes are in a trance, is this time worth it?
"Ahe!"
Zhao Yizhu was already in mid-air, looking panicked, and reached out to grab it.
However, the seriously injured demon girl in the sky was faster. She wrapped her bare hands lightly, and a snow-white sword appeared in her hand. With blood dripping all over her body, she rushed straight towards Xin Zhuo.
“Pfft——”
The sword pierced Xin Zhuo’s chest.
"You, this boy, ruined my good deeds. The changes in the world have all happened because of you——"
The charming face of the Third Holy Mother showed a trace of hatred, holding a long sword in her hand, carrying Xin Zhuo Shengsheng Rushing down to the top of Fulong Peak, countless corpses were blown away.
"Boom..."
After this long struggle, the entire Fulong Peak finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed completely.
Countless rocks rolled, countless tree debris flew, countless corpses rolled down, and the huge corpses of wild beasts were among them...
Mountains hundreds of meters high have collapsed into flat ground.
The scene was extremely messy.
Xin Zhuo and the enchantress disappeared.
"Ahe!"
Zhao Yizhu's long hair was flying, and he landed on the peak in a flash. The Yangshi Sanchonghai came out with majestic force, digging up the rocks and soil like crazy.
"Woof woof..."
Xiao Huang dragged Ji Yu and Sayazi ran over, scratching the ground anxiously.
"Disciple!"
"Junior brother!"
Liu Qingfeng, Chu Siniang, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, including those who had just escaped from the control of the black-robed elder Jiang Yuwei fell into the cave one after another and dug with all his strength!
However, at this time, not only the top of Fulong Peak collapsed, but also the mountains stretching for hundreds of miles in all directions collapsed.
Moreover, a strange ripple of terrain formation has been formed. It is difficult to cut through a piece of mountain soil several feet square, let alone digging.
"I am the one who caused your life, Xin Zhuo, wait for me!"
Some dirt was rubbed on Zhao Yizhu's fairy-like face, which made him look a little embarrassed, with an expression on his face. Regretful and determined, the long sword was unsheathed, passed through the air, and touched his neck.
Only halfway through the stroke, Liu Qingfeng grabbed the blade of the sword and shouted angrily: "Master Yi, what are you going to do?"
"Because I am pedantic and my martial arts is different from his, I tried to lure him into the state of heaven and man, but in the end I harmed him!"
Zhao Yizhu's eyes were filled with tears, and for a moment, he was so angry that he fell on his back and fainted.
Su Liuli hugged her in a hurry, with tears streaming down her face: "Master, what should I do with my junior brother..."
Liu Qingfeng closed her eyes and burst into tears. vertically and horizontally.
Perhaps Xin Zhuo doesn’t even know how deep Yu Jianfeng’s feelings are for him.
"Xin Zhuo..."
The remaining eighteen sects from all directions watched silently, with extremely complicated thoughts.
Today’s battle will be unforgettable for many people!
Most people have heard of Xin Zhuo. He is a person from the Great Zhou Dynasty and a person from the day after tomorrow. He rose from the dust and made a big fuss in Kunxu City. He was the person who left a message on the throne of the four sects. Zong, one of the Ten Swords of Xuantian who became the successor due to four major events.
Today,
He used his own strength, white clothes and long hair, to find his strongest opportunity with one sword and resolve the crisis of the Eighteen Sects!
How stunning is this?
It turns out that the original inscription on the throne should be here.
Soon, heavy snow fell on the Fulong Mountains.
There is a figure flying high in the sky in the distance, and the sound is shaking in all directions——
"Xin Zhuo, a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, is outstanding and tops all other sects. With his Yangshi state, he used a sword of heaven-defying chance to kill the evil sect. He can be called a talent from heaven. He should be the first to contribute to this battle!"< br>
"In memory of Xin Zhuo, who was the first young master of Xuantian Sword Sect and entered the temple of Xuantian Sword Sect. Virtue Palace, you will be incense forever!”
……
“I was shocked, but it’s a pity that your sword was inserted crookedly! Are you angry that you didn’t hit my heart? "
In the endless darkness, the Third Holy Mother held the hilt of the sword and led Xin Zhuo straight down.
The charming face of the Three Holy Mothers was full of exhaustion and weakness, and her lips were like blood, dripping with traces of blood. She was suddenly disturbed by the weak voice below, her breath was disordered for a moment, and she almost fainted.
Xin Zhuo's whole body was numb and in great pain, and he couldn't muster any strength. He felt the delicate body of the Third Holy Mother falling on him and touching the long sword. The sword wound was even more serious. He couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a deep sleep. .
The last thought is, will we return to the land of suffering?
The two bodies fell silently into the endless abyss.
(End of this chapter)