Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 984: Old Tie, did you lose this sword?
[Desperate God Order] projected images of everyone in Baiyun City being tortured.
The sword cultivators on the stone bridge are also strong men killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. Revenant?
They have long been used to the scenes of ordinary life and death, killing like blood.
However, the images projected from the [Rage God Order] made them feel horrified and horrified.
It's a disaster for the family.
Even those ignorant and ignorant children were not spared.
The torment of physical pain, and the oppression of psychological destruction...
This kind of execution method, as long as anyone thinks about it a little bit, they can't help but feel great fear.
Although the bewitching ability of the extraterrestrial demon is terrifying, and its pollution ability is even more difficult to guard against, causing almost every demon believer to implicate the whole family once they find out, such repeated torture methods are still extremely rare.
In the video clip, it can be clearly seen that the torturer was wearing a light yellow priest robe with the mountain, river, sun and moon pattern.
That is the identity symbol of the priest of the Great Wilderness Temple.
This group, on the host continent of Zhenzhou, is also an existence that everyone hears about.
As long as you provoke them, even if you are a martial arts expert in the realm of heaven and earth, or a bishop in charge of a temple, or a mortal emperor who calls the wind and rain, the final result will be that you will be wiped out, and your family will disappear in the world. Sinners, redemption for generations...
At this time, Jian Wuji is in charge of the [Rage God Token], and there is a pleasure of having the power of life and death under his control.
He is very pleased with the effect.
The reason for releasing such clips is not only to prove that Baiyun City is indeed in collusion with the evil spirits outside the sky, but also to deter the three top kendo masters.
Fighting against the Great Desolate Temple, the consequences are more terrifying than death.
Look at the people in Baiyun City in the picture, you will know.
Falling into the hands of these yellow-clothed demons wearing **** skins is simply a matter of life or death, and you will definitely regret coming to this world.
On the host continent of Zhenzhou, almost no one can escape the fear of being dominated by the Great Wilderness Temple.
Even if it is some other powerful orthodox gods and their believers, it will not work.
If the orthodox **** belief system in the host continent of Zhenzhou is compared to a towering tree, then the Dahuang Temple is the undisputed backbone of this tree, and the countless other orthodox gods, large and small, only It's just the branches of this big tree, even if a few of them are more lush, they can't compete with the main tree.
On the projection of [Rage God Order], video clips are still flashing one after another.
Later, apart from some people from Baiyun City, some wild sword cultivators also appeared.
All of them are more or less related to Baiyun City.
The content of the torture is also about the information about the evil spirit from outside the sky [Sacred Son of the Dark Moon] in Baiyun City, and there are even a few "devils" who have become demons, which come from Baiyun City...
All kinds of signs and evidences show that Baiyun City has an absolute collusion with the evil "Dark Moon Son" from outside the sky.
It's definitely not a scapegoat that wants to be blamed.
"Everyone, I have made it very clear what can be said and what cannot be said."
Jian Wuji slowly put away the 【Desolation Order】, looked around, and his tone became tough again, and said: "Today, I am here to encircle and suppress the remnants of the evil spirits in Baiyun City under the order of the Bishop of the Great Wilderness Temple, and with the three It doesn't matter, Clan Chief Mei, Clan Chief Zhen, and Palace Master Hua, you were deceived by evil spirits from outside the territory, I don't blame you, I took your clansmen to withdraw at this time, it can also be said that those who don't know are not guilty, and can be forgiven, otherwise , I just want to think about it, and the end of the confrontation with the Great Wilderness Temple."
The air, which was already a little hot because of the boiling magma, suddenly became even more suffocating.
The four words of the Great Wilderness Temple seem to be four ancient sacred mountains, which are firmly pressed in the hearts of everyone.
Especially some ordinary celestial-level powerhouses among the three major forces have begun to become uneasy.
At this time——
Clank!
The sound of gold and iron is impassioned.
Mei Huashuo, head of the Fenglei Great Sword Clan, lightly flicked the sword in his hand, and said expressionlessly, "Is that finished?"
Jian Wuji was stunned.
What do you mean?
"It is better for a swordsman to speak with a sword."
Mei Huasuo said indifferently: "Sect Master Jian, if you finish talking, then do it."
There is still no wavering.
With such a tone, such a posture, such an expression, Jian Wuji, who thought he was clever, finally realized that his previous scheming had no effect at all.
Aren't the speeches and demonstrations just now acting like a clown?
Is the clown actually me?
Jian Wuji suddenly felt that he had received a huge insult.
"You..."
Jian Wuji's eyes twitched, his anger reached the extreme, but he couldn't understand: "Why are you so obsessed with it?"
Mei Huashuo said calmly: "The world has been suffering for a long time."
"Okay, very good, I'm already very restrained, I just don't want to increase the number of killings, I hope you Fenglei Great Sword Clan, the Fenglei God behind you, can bear such consequences."
Jian Wuji sneered.
Opposite.
"Bah, you like to be a dog, but I want to be a straight-backed person. Everyone has their own way, and it's fine to go to the end. What's the point of using a broken brand to fight for others? You were at that time Why didn’t you talk so much nonsense when you killed the talented seedlings of our big clans?” Zhen Rulong, the patriarch of the supreme Sanguang clan, was so hot-tempered that he couldn’t help but swear again, and said: “I’m waiting for the three of you, won’t you know that the relationship with the Great Desolation Temple The end of being an enemy? Do you still need your dog to remind? Let the old man die."
As he spoke, he shot directly.
Three silver and white sword lights, like a horse training, are in the shape of a character, cutting through the scorching void, like the light of death, and reaching straight to the sword Wuji.
The most proficient of the three light clans is the three swords style.
"Looking for death."
Xiong Ba, patriarch of the Falling Sun Great Desolation Clan, greeted him with a huge sword.
Boom!
At this moment, the two powerful men collided head-on without any fanfare.
The shattered sword energy, the terrifying profound energy, scatter crazily, and continuously radiate and impact the surrounding rocks...
The underground lava space shook.
Pieces of gravel fell from the top, fell into the magma, and turned into black smoke.
Fine dust filled the lava space.
This underground space seems to be about to collapse at any moment.
"Let's fight together for a quick decision."
Almost at the same time, Tan Liuhuo, the lord of the Wuding Flying Sword Sect, also shouted and shot.
The long-prepared sixteen and a half step-level indeterminate flying swords turned into an overwhelming sword light, like a sea of swords, and swept towards Zhen Rulong, the patriarch of the extreme three-light clan without mercy. .
He hated this stinky guy for a long time, and finally found a chance, and immediately shot him, wishing he could tear him into pieces.
But the sword force hadn't reached Zhen Rulong's side, a faint and refreshing fragrance drifted past, blocking the terrifying sword energy like something tangible.
Hua Feihua, the master of Wenxiangjian Mansion, made a move.
On the surface, she looks like a 18-year-old girl who is strong in swordsmanship. She has a delicate appearance, not necessarily beautiful, but she has a superb temperament. She wears a long palace dress with flowing sleeves
Clouds, gently waving, a faint fragrance floats.
The terrifying killing power is hidden in the fragrance, blocking all the attacks of Tan Liuhuo, the lord of the Wuding Flying Sword Sect...
On the continent of Zhenzhou, the host country, there is a legend.
Facing the sword cultivator of Wenxiang Sword Palace, once you smell the scent of her sword, it means that the footsteps of the **** of death have been silently approaching you slowly...
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, die, all die."
The White Bone Sword Sect swallowed like a lunatic.
"Hee hee hee... death, maybe it's a relief."
The voice of Dudie Shan Kuang Xuzi's coquettish laughter echoed in the scorching space.
Her figure was disillusioned, and after a few flashes, she came to the opposite side of the stone bridge. With a wave of her arms, the jet-black wings behind her back swayed a large swath of poisonous mist, covering it indiscriminately, killing the killer in pain.
"It's a pity that the lost people made the wrong path again."
The suzerain of the Ziyang Sword Sect also followed suit.
A powerful man at the level of a celestial being fully activates his profound arts, the energy fluctuations are terrifying.
In the entire underground magma space, there was a suffocating feeling like a balloon that was about to burst due to strong winds and was about to explode.
The celestial-human powerhouses below the fourth-level realm suddenly felt that their bodies were about to lose control, let alone participate in the battle.
"Today, I will definitely tear up all of you hypocrites and bastards. I will eat your hearts and drink your blood."
Chu Yunsun growled.
Finally, he could no longer restrain the fury in his heart, and violently shot.
The powerful dark red flames of mysterious qi all over his body responded to the crazily flowing magma below, and scarlet blood lines on his face emerged and protruded like tattoos with strange patterns.
Like a wild beast that had lost its mind, Chu Yunsun met the master of the Bone Sword Sect, Devouring.
Boom boom boom!
The fight immediately entered a white-hot state.
And Lu Guanhai also shot.
There is a silver sword in her hand, and the movement of the sword changes exquisitely.
Watting with her is a pair of dark as ink film wings, the master of Poison Butterfly Mountain, Kuang Xuzi, who is also a strong woman, with tentacles, tongue, and arms that can emit poison butterfly sword energy, And between the flapping of the wings, there is a faint dark flame lingering in the void, containing a highly poisonous, long-lasting...
Lu Guanhai's sword light is lingering, like a giant curtain that rolls upside down, directly wrapping these black poisonous mist...
The opponent chosen by the mysterious female official, Master Lin, is Wei Dongcheng of Ziyang Sword Sect.
In an instant, the battle situation entered into a situation of either life or death.
Jian Wuji held the [Desolation of the Gods] and stood standing on the east side of the stone bridge. The light gray inextinguishable sword flow circulated, dispelling the turbulent battle fluctuations around him, so that the heavenly people behind him could bear it. ...
"Is it originally laid out here?"
He slowly raised his head and found something unusual.
The oscillating rocks in the surrounding area were shaken by the fluctuations of several great heavenly and human-level powerhouses, but they never collapsed. the power of.
Straps of pale silver beams of black lines outline the depths embedded in the rocks, criss-crossing, like a piece of dim and almost invisible moonlight, supporting the walls and tops of the entire underground magma space, maintaining The integrity of the entire space...
"This silver power..."
Jian Wuji vaguely felt that he had known him before, but he couldn't remember where he saw it, as if it had been dusty in his memory for too long and could not be awakened again.
By relying on the aura of the [Rage God Order], he also felt that the silver light net not only maintained the integrity of this magma space, but also isolated all aura and energy fluctuations, making any profound energy, spirit No force can pass through this layer of optical network to reach the outside world.
No wonder these guys dare to make trouble here.
If today, before the master has completely dealt with Mr. Qi, all of my party are defeated here, and if Rongmei Huashuo and others calmly evacuate, then all the truth will be buried here...
If the Great Wilderness Temple can't know the truth, they can escape punishment.
It's really a good calculation.
But in the face of absolute strength, these calculations can only look pitiful and ridiculous.
His gaze locked onto Xiao Ran and the others on the opposite side of the stone bridge.
White Cloud City has all the masters and powerhouses that can be used, and they are in a hard fight, and they can't protect themselves...
Kill these useless trash in front of you, the passage behind them should be the place where the dark moon demon is hidden in the information.
"Kill."
Jian Wuji waved his hand.
The indestructible profound energy of the Great Heaven and Human Realm erupted, and the sword energy roared out, opening up a safe area on the stone bridge to resist the aftermath of the murderous intent erupted when the powerful men above fought against each other.
The masters of the major kendo sects and casual kendo cultivators behind them rushed forward immediately.
"Kill."
"Revenge."
"Kill these **** in god's skin."
Among the sky-shattering roars, the disciples of Baiyun City rushed forward bravely, and soon fell into a pool of blood, or were blown away from the stone bridge and fell into the bottom In the tumbling magma, it turned into a wisp of green smoke with a chirping sound, and both body and spirit disappeared in this world.
Their deaths are valuable.
The powerhouses of the Fenglei Great Sword Clan, Wenxiang Sword Mansion, and the Extreme Three Light Clan were all inspired to fight and rushed forward...
Jian Wuji strolled leisurely on the stone bridge.
As long as the sword cultivators fighting around were within one meter of him, they would be shaken away soundlessly, and immediately turned into broken blood mist stubbles, and died soundlessly.
Even if they are the second and third level celestial beings of the three top kendo sects, there is no exception.
"Block him."
The three elders of the Fenglei Sword Sect couldn't help shouting when they saw this scene, desperately mobilizing their innate profound energy, and unleashed the famous "Three Talents from the Wind and Thunder" battle formation of the Fenglei Great Sword Clan, joining forces to attack .
Jian Wuji raised his hand and waved lightly.
Sword Qi arises and dies.
The figures of the three elders of the Fenglei Great Sword Clan froze suddenly, and then fell apart in an instant, collapsing as quickly as broken building blocks...
Not a united enemy.
The gap between them is really too big.
"Kill."
The elder Zhen Rujiao, the headmaster of the precepts of the supreme Sanguang clan, rushed to kill him.
He is a sixth-level celestial being, with three big swords that are nourished by life, which are comparable to half-step weapons.
Jian Wuji's expression didn't change at all.
The ancient sword in his hand slashed casually.
Zhen Rujiao flew upside down, spewing blood from his mouth, and slammed into the crowd in the rear. The three life weapons were shattered and exploded, and it is unknown how many people were injured and killed.
Jian Wuji, who is not suppressed by a strong person of the same level, is like a **** of war, and there is no single enemy in front of him.
He stepped forward.
The figure is disillusioned and flickers.
In the next moment, he came before Zhen Rujiao, who hadn't got up yet, and once again stabbed with the sword, he was about to kill them all.
When several strong men from the top three light tribes around wanted to rescue them, it was already too late.
Seeing that Zhen Rujiao was about to die under this sword, a sudden change occurred.
A handle
The long sword was born out of nowhere, and with the tip of the sword facing the tip of the sword, there was a small ding, and it stabbed Jian Wuji's indestructible ancient sword, blocking the sword.
Jian Wuji was slightly startled.
Someone can block his own sword?
When he looked up, his eyes froze, and his surprise was even more obvious.
It turned out to be Mei Lin, the peerless genius of the Fenglei Great Sword Sect who had been completely abolished according to the rumors [Fenglei Twin Swords].
Merlin with a broken arm.
The young man holding the cyan wind sword in one hand blocked Jian Wuji's slaying blow accurately and gracefully in this extreme way.
What surprised Jian Wuji even more was that the power coming from the blue wind sword was definitely not like that of a decadent genius with a broken arm.
According to past rumors and information, even the [Swords of Wind and Thunder] at their peak state should not be able to block his sword.
The younger generation is the younger generation after all.
No matter how famous the junior is, he still has to kneel in front of the real senior.
But the young man with a broken arm...
At the moment when Jian Wuji was slightly stunned, there was a sound of wind in his ears.
Let's listen to the wind.
That is Feng Jian's killing move.
Meilin, who held the sword in one hand, erupted with unparalleled fighting power. At this moment, he was chasing the seventh-level celestial being. Seeing the light flow like the wind, he has learned the taste of the law of wind, which is pervasive and unstoppable. Xiang Jian Wuji.
Jian Wuji kept swinging his sword in astonishment.
The immortal sword energy was layered on top of each other, laying an absolute defense in front of him.
In an instant, profound energy collided, sword energy clashed, and sword peaks clashed.
Clusters of dazzling sparks continuously splashed and fell in the void, fleeting and inconceivably fast.
"Too slow, too slow, Jian Wuji, your sword is too slow."
Melin single-handedly drew the sword, but the speed of each sword seemed to flow through the gap, almost surpassing the limit of the dynamic vision capture of the strong in the world.
The sword of the wind is good at being fast.
In an instant, the two fought against each other countless times.
Like the moment when two flints collide, how many fleeting sparks burst out.
Ding!
One final hit.
Two figures pass by.
Melin turned around, retracted the long sword, and looked back.
Jian Wuji also turned around at this time, looking at the young Tianjiao of the Fenglei Great Sword Clan, his eyes were full of horror, because on his chest, there were three bright red spots, which were slowly falling like plum blossoms. Seepage, more and more obvious...
He was hurt.
Under the sword of a junior, you were actually injured?
This son must not be left behind.
Jian Wuji's eyes flashed with murderous intent, no matter what the result is today, if this kind of monstrous seedling is allowed to develop and grow, will it be good in the future?
Without the slightest hesitation, he directly activated the [Rage God Order].
Yes.
[Rage God Token] is not only a token, but also a weapon.
It contains the divine power of the Great Wilderness Temple.
The palm-sized token changed in the wind, and turned into a huge pale yellow sign, directly hitting Merlin on the head.
Melin's expression was solemn, and the profound energy in his body fluttered wildly.
He held the wind sword in his mouth with his head held high, his white teeth firmly biting the hilt of the sword, and then he poked behind his back with his backhand, and pulled out the thunder sword that had been stored for several days.
In the magma space, thunder rolled instantly.
The moment Mei Linyang swung his sword, the purple thunder light slashed fiercely on the giant card of [Rage God Token].
Momentary screen freeze.
Then—
Boom!
A terrifying burst of energy tumbling radiation.
Meilin's complexion changed, his figure was blown away, his mouth was compared to his facial features, blood overflowed, turned into blood beads and swayed in the void, and was instantly evaporated by the boiling magma flame...
"The power of God."
Merlin fell to the ground, staggered back, his tyrannical cultivation was almost shaken away, and he went into a momentary state of loss of control...
Phew!
With an unparalleled killing intent, the Ancient Immortal Sword turned into a rainbow light, attacking and killing in an instant.
This is a must-kill sword.
Because there was no one around Merlin who could block the sword.
This is a mortal crisis.
Because Jian Wuji didn't hesitate to use the 【Rage God Token】in order to kill Mei Lin.
Unless a miracle happens.
But are there many miracles in this world?
Not much.
Will there be?
There will be.
I don't know whether it's Jian Wuji's bad luck or Mei Lin's good luck. In short, at that moment, in the position less than three fingers wide between the immortal ancient sword and Mei Lin's eyebrows, suddenly black and white two-color Yin-Yang picture Emerging, a portal of transmission appeared without warning.
Jian Wuji's sword pierced into the black and white portal.
He was circled on the spot.
Almost at the same time, a strange cry came from the portal of the black and white two-color Yin-Yang diagram.
Then there was a cursing voice.
"Which **** actually opened a black hole above the courtyard to plot against me?"
The voice was a little annoyed.
"Chess old?"
The moment Jian Wuji saw the black-and-white two-color Yin-Yang diagram, Jian Wuji reacted, and the creeping fear struck him, and he immediately pulled back.
But the subconscious reaction in his mind told him, no, it's not Qi Lao.
That voice is not Qi Lao.
He used the sword seal secret technique to recall the ancient sword shot into the portal.
But the message that came was that the ancient sword was directly fixed by some kind of terrifying power, and it was impossible to take it back through manipulation for a while.
What's going on?
Jian Wuji felt uneasy in his heart.
At this time, a handsome young man in white clothes with disheveled hair rushed out from the black and white portal, holding the ancient sword in his hand, and cursed loudly: "Which **** is it, throwing broken swords everywhere?" , cut off Lao Tzu’s hairband worth 10,000 profound stones, and I’m about to lose money… Huh?”
The boy scolded halfway, and suddenly he was stunned.
The place in front of me is so familiar.
As if I've been here before?
Even the temperature in the air is so pleasant, which brings back some good memories.
And, why are there so many people fighting here?
What the **** is going on here?
Lin Beichen raised his **** subconsciously and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.
He looked at the Ancient Immortal Sword in his hand that was struggling desperately like a strange python, then at Jian Wuji opposite him, and said, "Old Tie, did you lose this sword?"
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The big chapter.
It's not that I don't update it, it's that your chapter reviews don't scare you, Lin Beichen doesn't dare to update it if he doesn't come out
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