Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 966: Burning Baiyun City

"The flustered..."

Shi Zhongsheng originally wanted to reprimand him, but after thinking about it, Gao Tianliang is now a half-step celestial being, a young genius in the Sword Immortal Academy, so he immediately swallowed the reprimand and said, "What's the matter? "

Gao Tianliang was a little terrified, and said: "The killing is crazy outside. Those sword cultivators from other places are killing people and setting fires everywhere in the city. In the direction of the city lord's mansion, there are continuous waves of terrifying breaths, as if there are giants at the level of heaven and man fighting!"

"What?"

"Are those outsiders crazy?"

"Murder and set fire? How dare they?"

All of a sudden, not only Shi Zhongsheng and Yin Shan were shocked, but also the disciples of Sword Immortal Academy were all boiling with anger.

Shi Zhongsheng vaguely understood something: "This day has finally come."

"Brother, apart from the City Lord's Mansion, only our Sword Immortal Academy in Baiyun City has the power to fight." Yin Shan, a beautiful little uncle, said loudly, "We must not sit idly by."

Shi Zhongsheng hesitated.

Before, the countermeasure he discussed with Ding Sanshi and the others was to teach all the unique skills, secret books and mental methods of Baiyun City to all the disciples, and then when the embarrassment came, count as many as they could escape. Spread out the inheritance of Baiyun City.

But right now...

He looked at the white-clothed swordsmen who were filled with righteous indignation.

"Uncle, let's fight."

"Uncle Shi, we are no longer the weak ones we used to be."

"Yes, Master Uncle, swordsmen in white are not afraid of fighting."

The disciples of the Sword Immortal Academy asked for a fight one after another.

Shi Zhongsheng thought for a while, and said: "Peng Yiliang, you stay here and continue to practice. You can't go anywhere until you are a peak martial artist. Junior sister Yin, you also stay and supervise, although I don't know why nephew Lin We take this matter so seriously, but we must not ignore it, as for others..."

"Brother, I..."

Yin Shan's strength has greatly increased, and she doesn't want to stay.

Shi Zhongsheng said again: "You stay here not only to supervise Peng Yiliang, but also to protect other non-combatants. Using the formation of Sword Immortal Academy to defend, the task is even heavier. Junior sister, in a critical moment, you must not act on your will."

Yin Shan was persuaded.

Shi Zhongsheng looked at Qianqian, Qianqian, Xiao Binggan and others again.

"Go, go, beat the fuck."

As soon as she heard that there was a fight to be fought, Qianqian couldn't wait to roll up her sleeves before Shi Zhongsheng asked for help.

"Okay, let's go."

Shi Zhongsheng drew out the long sword around his waist and said: "Today, our Sword Immortal Academy will forge the swordsman demeanor of Baiyun City with blood... defend Baiyun City!"

"Defend Baiyun City!"

"Defend Baiyun City!"

The swordsmen in white shouted enthusiastically.

Then—

"Hey, where is my sword?"

"Yes, where is the sword?"

"I was forced out by brother Lin Beichen just now... now it seems... fell to the ground?"

"There, go pick up the sword."

"This is my sword, let go."

"My... on the hilt of this sword is my scent."

"Bah, your sword is my sword."

After a chaotic fight, the white-clothed swordsmen finally found all their swords.

Shi Zhongsheng: "..."

This **** style of painting has completely changed.

The atmosphere of blood boiling and fighting spirit just now was completely replaced by the atmosphere of sand sculptures.

However, that's fine too.

Combat requires calm and flexibility.

If this group of brats are full of enthusiasm, they will face up and fight hard, and they will suffer a lot of losses. If they calm down and fight smartly, they will display stronger combat power.

A group of people rushed out from the Sword Immortal Academy.

Shi Zhongsheng looked around.

I saw thick smoke billowing from everywhere in Baiyun City.

From the direction of the Sword Demon Academy in the distance, there were roars and battle roars.

"Let's go and support Sword Demon Academy first."

He rose into the sky and led the way.

The white-clothed swordsmen flitted across the sky like a flock of white geese, and flew towards the Sword Demon Academy at high speed amidst the sound of their robes breaking through the air.

A few hundred meters away, they could see a fierce life-and-death fight going on in the front courtyard.

The number of people in the Sword Demon Academy is small, and there are only less than twenty people left. Under the leadership of a white-haired old man wearing armor piercing, they are fighting **** battles with foreign sword cultivators. .

They have been surrounded in the middle of the courtyard, and the situation is precarious.

"Haha, kill, kill all these demon believers."

A strong man of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan, the red feather in his arm turned into a huge sword, he kept slashing and slashing, knocking back the old man of the Sword Demon Academy who was wearing armor, and continuously spewed out blood.

"Master."

"Protect Master."

The young disciple of the Sword Demon Academy cried out in grief, but was stopped by other enemies, and for a while, he couldn't rush forward at all.

There were a few swordsmen of the Chiyu Moshan tribe who desperately wanted to rush over, but were intercepted, and they fell to the ground directly, blood gurgling.

"Leave me alone, run away."

The blood of the old man

The white beard turned red, and he yelled, "Run away and ask for help."

Sword Devil Academy was originally underpopulated, and what remains today is the real essence. It is a pity to die here.

"Hahaha, escape? Ask for help?"

The strong man of the Chiyu Moshan Clan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Today, Baiyun City is destined to be removed from the world, and none of you can escape. Let me see, who dares to help you..."

The voice did not fall.

Bang!

A strange noise.

In the air, there is a sharp and incomparable sword energy passing by.

The head of this Akabane Moshan clan powerhouse suddenly exploded like a watermelon that had been hammered.

The headless corpse swayed on the spot and fell down with a thud.

This sudden change made everyone in the battle subconsciously stunned.

"Sword Immortal Academy Qin Yuan is here."

"Sword Immortal Academy Li Zhi has arrived."

"Sword Immortal Academy Ouyang Chongyuan is here."

"Sword Immortal Academy..."

An angry roar followed.

Young people dressed in white swordsmen's robes flew from a distance, rushing into the battlefield like war gods descending from the sky one by one.

"Kill."

"Whoever offends me in Baiyun City will die."

The sword light howled.

Sword Qi arises and dies.

"Old sword demon, hold on, we are coming."

Holding swords in both hands, Shi Zhongsheng rushed into the crowd like a mad tiger, stabbing down foreign sword cultivators one by one amidst howling sword energy.

Blood spurts.

The martial arts masters of the Akabane Moshan Clan fell down one by one.

"Brother Shi?"

The old sword demon was covered in blood, his beard and hair were all white, and his battle armor was broken. When he saw Shi Zhongsheng, he was shocked: "Why are you here?"

Shi Zhongsheng came to him while his figure flickered, and said, "Hahaha, let you, old lunatic, take a look at my sword fairy courtyard today."

There was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the old Sword Demon: "Sword Demon Academy is over, you go, now Baiyun City, only your Sword Immortal Academy... Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

Because at this time, he discovered that the fighting power of the disciples of the Sword Immortal Academy was surprisingly tyrannical.

White clothes fluttering, sword light like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the disciples of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan who besieged the Sword Demon Academy were killed and injured by the white-clothed swordsman, and they began to retreat steadily...

"What's going on?"

The old sword demon was shocked.

Shi Zhongsheng said loudly: "Time has changed and the world has changed. My Sword Immortal Academy will rise again. Old Sword Demon, do you still have ambitions? Do you still have fighting spirit in your Sword Demon Academy? Fight side by side with my Sword Immortal Academy ?”

The old sword demon looked at the vigorous and heroic posture of the disciples of Sword Immortal Academy like dragons and tigers, he was shocked and envious at the same time.

The improvement of the strength of the disciples of the Sword Immortal Academy is simply exaggerated, almost magical.

Isn't this picture what Sword Demon Academy has always wanted to achieve, but it will never be able to achieve it?

A little sour, but also a little envious.

But more, it is arrogance.

The old sword demon spat out a mouthful of blood, pumped his blood, stabilized his wound, swung his long sword, and said loudly: "Disciple of Sword Demon Academy, come with me...to kill the enemy."

"Kill the enemy."

"Kill the enemy."

The surviving seventeen Sword Demon Academy disciples were all drenched in blood, and some of them were seriously injured and unable to stand, but at this moment, they shook their swords and shouted at the same time.

Shi Zhongsheng laughed.

In recent years, there has been a lot of disharmony among the major courtyards in Baiyun City, and there has been a gradual gap between them. The competition has evolved into hostility and isolation from each other.

But at this time, the two houses can finally break the ice and join hands to fight for Baiyun City.

"Leave two to be responsible for the treatment of the seriously injured brothers of the Sword Demon Institute, and the others, together, to help other institutes."

Shi Zhongsheng roared.

"Yes."

"Fight for Baiyun City."

The disciples of the two colleges roared like wild animals.

In Baiyun City, the flames of war have been ignited everywhere.

Many top kendo forces, together with casual cultivators from all over the world, carried out a merciless slaughter against the disciples of Baiyun City.

More than that, some forces originally stationed in Baiyun City have also become targets of killing.

Kill.

Root.

When all the powerhouses turned red eyes and began to be dominated by the hostility in their hearts, they were no different from ordinary mortals.

Not only killing, burning, looting, but also humiliating.

Girls, roars, and curses came from all directions.

When Shi Zhongsheng and others rushed to the Sword Saint Academy, they only saw corpses lying in a pool of blood. There were less than fifty members of the Sword Saint Academy, from the head of the academy, the elders, down to Ordinary registered disciples have all been killed...

This is a massacre.

None of the swordsmen of the Sword Saint Academy who fell on the ground had complete limbs.

The humanoid creatures with white tails on their backs—the swordsmen of the white-tailed tribe who practice against each other, are just like the rats breaking into the master's house, searching for possible cultivation resources and property...

"Kill."

The old Sword Demon's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

The relationship between the Sword Demon Academy and the Sword Saint Academy is not harmonious, but no matter what, it is a contradiction within Baiyun City. Seeing the death of the Sword Saint Academy and the enemy is in front of him, the anger in his heart is like a fire brewing break out.

"Kill."

Shi Zhongsheng also shouted, leading the swordsmen in white to rush up.

"Another batch of death?"

Yuan Feng, the elder of the Whitetail Clan who trained against him, laughed loudly, licked the blood on the blade with his tongue, and said, "Kill them all."

This kendo master of the Wuji Heaven and Human Realm is very confident in his own strength.

However, what greeted him was a 98K shot.

Boom!

Yuan Feng tilted his head back.

He staggered, and when he barely lifted his head back, there was a peanut-sized blood hole between his eyebrows, and red blood and white brains flowed out...

"It's [Crazy Shooting Crazy Demon]..."

He stared blankly at the fat and handsome young man standing on the top of the burning hall, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes: "Good swordsmanship... [Two-handed sword seal], well-deserved reputation."

Plop!

Yuan Feng rushed to the street.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The completely different sound of 'Sword Howl' resounded intermittently.

Xiao Binggan kept shooting the 98K that others couldn't see.

However, all the celestial beings who can threaten Shi Zhongsheng, Old Sword Demon and others cannot escape this death-like attack.

Clusters of blood splashed.

One by one, the second- and third-level kendo celestial beings fell down with headshots.

As for ordinary martial arts master-level enemies, Xiao Binggan did not take action to deal with them.

He is used to this way of fighting.

"Oh, life is really lonely like snow."

Xiao Binggan silently gave himself a thumbs up, then took out a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the distance.

Boom boom boom!

In the sound of violent energy explosions, Qianqian seemed to be a peerless warrior rushing into the battlefield, fighting hard and hard.

Qianqian held a thin sword and walked around her, ready to respond at any time.

Guang Jiang was in a state of invisibility, constantly making secret shots to help those white-clothed swordsmen who were in danger, and pull them back from the hands of death.

Soon, all the Whitetail Clan disciples who practiced against Sword Saint Academy were beheaded.

"No, it's the Cangjian Pavilion, there's a fire there..."

"Hurry up and go to the hidden sword pavilion."

Someone yelled.

The blood-stained swordsmen in white clothes didn't have time to stop for a short rest, panting and flying towards the direction of the hidden sword pavilion.

But on the way, they encountered some casual kendo practitioners who were killing and fireproofing.

"Kill them."

The old sword demon roared.

After a moment's delay.

"It's late."

When they arrived at the Cangjian Pavilion, the compound that stored all the martial arts classics, cultivation resources, famous swords and other materials in Baiyun City had been completely reduced to ruins...

One after another, mutilated corpses lay in a pool of semi-coagulated blood, licked by the burning flames, and the air was filled with the smell of scorched death.

"The master of the hidden pavilion has fallen."

"Contain their corpses."

"It's too late, we must rush to the city lord's mansion as soon as possible."

"Yes, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion."

After a brief discussion, everyone rushed towards the City Lord's Mansion.

For a moment, the City Lord's Mansion was already in sight.

It can be felt that in the city lord's mansion, there are terrifying energy fluctuations constantly coming out, obviously a battle is taking place.

"Quick, speed up."

Shi Zhongsheng was in a hurry.

Brother Ding is still in the City Lord's Mansion.

He frantically mobilized his profound energy and charged forward crazily.

Suddenly——

Poof.

A blood mist exploded on his shoulder.

The right arm holding the sword broke from the shoulder without a sound.

Shi Zhongsheng was obviously not aware of it, and continued to charge forward.

"Be careful."

When Qianqian saw this scene, her pupils shrank suddenly.

Is there an ambush?

Array?

Or the top powerhouse lurking?

The little maid didn't think too much about it, her only thought was not to let the young master's uncle fall again, she used her body skills, her figure flashed, and she raised her hand to grab Shi Zhongsheng's back.

Chi Chi.

In the air, a ripple that was barely visible to the naked eye flashed.

A layer of blood mist instantly appeared on Qianqian's elbow.

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Tell everyone a regretful news, because of some unspeakable force majeure reasons, Jianxian can only build on this basis this year, and add another chapter.