Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1071: Exiled Five Musts

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"Peng——"

The artistic conception of water flowing around the fairy bone sword suddenly bursts into thousands of ice and falls away. Each ice is a ray of sword intent, with an artistic conception of destruction, covering a range of nearly ten feet. The Qi of the Snow Territory Sword Art is like stars, and many frost sword lights gleam on the ground like cold stars, bringing out a puff of blood wherever it passes, and the whole blood monster race is killed by the town almost instantly, and you can see a group behind him. The Yulin Army was stunned.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, there was a warning. A huge figure rolled over from the side. It was a saint corpse controlled by a young corpse-handling tribe. It was just a lower-level saint corpse. The saint corpse's fist was wrapped around the holy ruins The fire roared, and blasted straight at the top of my head. Everything in front of me began to twist. This punch was powerful.

However, the lower sage is the lower sage. After being transformed into a corpse, the power is only weak or not!

The fairy bone sword burst out with brilliance, and a sword swept through the air. Not only did the arm of the saint corpse be shredded, the sword intent swept out, and it swept a hundred feet away between the world in front of him. The young man who controlled the saint corpse was caught off guard. It was directly split in half, and blood was spilled on the ground, making the surrounding corpse controlers pale and retreated.

"This person is not a human at all, how can the semi-sage of the human race be so strong?!"

"Is he the first step in the semi-sacred list?"

"My God... he was the one who killed several demon kings... to avoid his edge!"

As everyone was escaping, a powerful aura enveloped the sky, followed by a familiar voice: "Traitor, do you still know me?!"

In the air, an old man stood alone in the wind, wrapped in a fierce holy aura. What he cultivated was the mastery of the magic way, and his breath was like a purgatory asura. The person who came was not someone else, it was the Blood Sect Sovereign Secretary Volley, the person who once asked me to be Master.

I looked up at him and said with a smile: "I've never been a member of the Bleeding Sect. Why betray?"

"Dare to quibble!"

Si Lingkong gritted his teeth and frowned, "You killed the disciple Huangfutai of this seat, but you pretended to be the identity of Huangfutai and mixed into the Blood Sect. Together with the disciple Ling Yun, the traitorous disciple, you mutilated the two of this seat. Son, now we are going to pay blood for blood, what can you say?"

"Blood for blood?"

I couldn't help but laugh: "Si Lingkong, you are despicable and shameless. You feed your disciples with Gu worms. You still have the face to speak plausibly here. You surrendered to Peerless Shura regardless of your dignity and ruined the Blood Sect. The words unfaithful and unfilial are perfect for you."

"Little things, you are looking for death!"

Si Lingkong was furious, his robe sleeves raised, and the brilliance erupted in his palm, and the surging Shura aura was suppressed, majestic like a mountain, and the middle-ranked saint's all-out effort is indeed extraordinary.

Behind Si Lingkong, there were a group of Disciples of the Blood Sect who had bowed their heads to me. At this time, everyone’s eyes were full of hatred, and some even screamed: “Master, it’s time to clean the door, Zhen Kill this dog!"

I frowned, and suddenly rose to the ground, True Feather Sword Realm opened a golden sword field, and at the same time the White Deer swordsmanship urged, raising my hand was an extremely fierce sword Wangchen!

"Peng!"

One sword of Wangchen is so powerful that it directly penetrated Si Lingkong’s palm power, a middle-ranked saint, with the strength of my current hand holding seven thousand spirit-marked fairy bone swords, plus the exquisite Bailu sword technique, Taking the upper hand in one fell swoop, the figure suddenly disappeared, breaking the space restriction and instantly came to the top of Si Lingkong, countless golden chains erupted from the body, and directly suppressed it.

"Scared?!"

Si Lingkong was obviously taken aback. I didn’t expect that I would turn against the guest and take the initiative to attack and kill. Facing the grand and prosperous avenue, he clearly felt the changes in the avenue, the kind of thunder. The feeling of brewing and bursting in the dark clouds made people pale, and they couldn't think of anything for a moment. They just raised their arms, urged the sacred power of the whole body, and yelled: "Is the old man no match for a half-sage of yours." Isn't it?!"

The sacred flame is lingering, and the strength of the middle-ranked saint is indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately it is still a bit short.

"Boom boom boom~~~"

When a sword fell, the regular chains of the avenue fell one after another. The dense black hole space swallowed Si Lingkong's palm power and even spread to his body, swallowing strands of robes, and the chain broke through the bodyguard Tiangang, and in a blink of an eye Constantly imprinting on Si Lingkong’s physical body, he has no way of resisting it. Just when he urged the holy power to counterattack, my swordsmanship changed and thousands of rules rushed to the body. It was the most powerful one in the Bailu swordsmanship. sword.

"Om!"

The fairy bone sword ran across the sky, and a holy white deer's face flew over the blade above the blade. It swept out with a "pouch" and directly cut down Si Lingkong's head!

Three tricks, kill the Sect Master of Dripping Blood!

"Master..."

"Bu Yixuan, you dare to kill the master and destroy the ancestor?!"

A group of Disciplinary Blood Sect disciples yelled violently, each with a grim face, holding swords in their hands, as if they were desperate.

I glanced at them and said indifferently: "Sage of the Demon Path, he has never been my master, nor is he worthy to be my master. You are a tiger and counterattack the human race of the upper realm, and you die."

Speaking, the sword light came up, and the fairy bone sword pierced out a silk thread, bursting into the aura of pneumatic mountains and rivers. Suddenly, the sword intent continued to explode, tens of meters, and the evil monks along the way burst into death. Death is wounded. At this time, even the first ten disciples of the blood-draining sect can hardly resist my sword at this time. Those who are lucky enough to survive are some powerful elders.

"Kill!"

Zhao Hao appeared next to me, and once again hit the Buddha seal against the lingering blood sects. Suddenly, the Daye Huolun Art whirled in the air, suppressed it, and agitated the sky with fire, countless blood sects. Howling miserably in the flames, the Buddha power is holy, and what they cultivate is the power of Shura, and they hate this kind of Buddha power.

"Hey!"

In the air, a ray of super sword intent fell suddenly, slashing directly at Zhao Hao's bald head.

"Stay back!"

I suddenly grabbed his shoulder and threw it back. At the same time, the fairy bone sword rose up into the sky, hitting the sword in the air with a blow! There was a loud noise, and the scattered sword intent flow raged away. Although my sword was rushed, and my strength was only about 50%, it was shattered by a sword, and the strength of the person who came was definitely not weak!

In the sky, a handsome figure floated down, dressed in a white robe and holding a rapier, it was Tang Jiuyuan, the first king of the younger generation of the corpse clan!

"Bu Yixuan, you are so handsome!"

Tang Jiuyuan smiled, and said: "Three moves are used to kill the Sect Master Si Lingkong. With your current strength, you are enough to start a sect, but you would be stupid enough to go against the land of exile, you really don’t Do you know life and death?"

I smiled: "Tang Jiuyuan, are you here to die?"

"Send to death?"

The ridicule on Tang Jiuyuan's face is even more intense: "You too value yourself, can you not be the first in the semi-sacred list? After the first war, you will know the real gap between you and the exile!" /

"The Exiled Five Wonders?!"

I was surprised.

At this moment, another violent air machine descended in the air. It was Yang Sichenjue who brought a group of Immortal Pavilion disciples down to the cloud. After being blasted by his cousin, Yang Sichenjue had healed and his complexion Restored to the peak state, the body surface is filled with majestic and terrifying aura, the temperament of the whole person is far better than before, the holy path he stepped into is by no means simple, the fire of the holy ruins flowing in his eyes makes me even more so After a glance, Jian Xin was burned.

What kind of fire is this?

It's simply... It's far more terrifying than Li Qingyin's Second-Rank Immortal Moon Fire. Could it be that Rang Sichen has realized that the First-Rank Sacred Fire is not successful?

"Tang Jiuyuan."

In the air, Rang Sichenjue's face was not cold or cold, and smiled: "Give Bu Yixuan to me, there is a cause and effect between me and him, and I must personally end him."

"Why?" Tang Jiuyuan said coldly, behind him was a group of corpse-handling Tianjiao supporting him.

"Why?"

Rang Sichen Jue’s face is full of contempt and smile: "Only I am ranked third in the exile, and you can only accompany the last, okay?"

"You..."

Tang Jiuyuan gritted his teeth: "If you didn't understand the fire of chaos by chance, would you be eligible to be among the five exiles?"

"So what?"

Rang Si Chenjue's breath became more and more majestic, and the fire of the holy ruins in his eyes became more intense, making Tang Jiuyuan afraid to look directly, saying: "I understand that the fire of the first grade comes from me The foundation and strength of Confucianism, Confucianism personally canonized me to exile the third throne of the five absolutes, relying on you... You are not qualified to talk to me, let alone fight for prey with me! You know you can stay and watch the battle, otherwise don’t blame me for being polite !"

Tang Jiuyuan was angry, but he couldn't vent it. Several Tianjiao from the Corpse Controlling Clan whispered a few words, as if to persuade him not to tear his face with Rang Sichen.

However, why the dignified Human Race Tianjiao is now exiled to the Five Wonders, conquering the upper realm for exile, is really ridiculous.

……

"Bu Yixuan, you can come and die now." Nang Sichen said with his arms around him, imposingly.

I looked at him and said calmly: "Rang Si Chenjue, I have something to say before the war begins."

"You said."

He raised his eyebrows and didn't feel impatient. He seemed to treat me as a real opponent.

"What is the Banquet of the Five Wonders?" I asked.

He said lightly: "The five strongest young people in the land of exile, the first is Confucianist disciple Baili Mingjie, the second is Mozun disciple Ji Yangze, and the third is the next. The fourth is Shangguan Jingyan, and the fifth is Tang Jiuyuan over there. The five of us represent the strongest power among the monks in the land of exile in a hundred years. Are there any questions?"

"Yes, are you proud of being among the Five Exiles?"

"Of course, but I will not be satisfied with this ranking."

I smiled and said: "Rang Si Chenjue, I despise you very much, do you know?"

"What do you mean?" He was slightly angry.

I said loudly: "You were born in the upper realm and grew up in the upper realm. You learn from the spiritual energy of the upper realm to grow, absorb the resources of the upper realm, and cultivate you. I recognized the new father and began to slaughter the monks of the upper realm. In other words, the ants still know that drinking water is the source, but you are unkind, and pigs and dogs are better."

"Shut up!"

Rang Sichen shakes his fists, and the rules of the surrounding space are cracked. The immortal aura is strong, and his eyes are filled with anger: "Bu Yixuan, you shameless fellow, as the world’s semi-sacred person. One person, as one of the few Tianjiao in the human race, but not a bit strong, are you going to beat me?"