Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1101: Why not?

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Thousands of exiles rushed out of the city, like a mature dandelion blooming in the violent wind. At this time, a wave of waves surged, and Zuo Xian, Shang Shu of the Household Department, shot out, spraying Confucianism. Glorious, both hands suddenly spread out a magnificent and splendid scroll, and endless texts are connected together in gold, revealing countless sacred figures of Confucianism and Taoism. Long swords, iron scrolls, warriors and other weapons blasted out one by one and sounded in the air. The muffled sound suppressed thousands of exiles.

As soon as the titled saint died, the rest of the exiles were obviously vulnerable, and even Zuo Xian could suppress it alone.

I was slightly surprised. Zuo Xian is usually very silent and elegant, but once he is shot, he is quite amazing. Although he is a titled saint, his true strength should be only one step away from the taboo. No wonder Dongfang Wan is so serious. , Always insisted on bringing this old Hubu Shangshu with him, not even the Warbu Shangshu.

A party in exile is not to bring whoever is strong, but more importantly, to be together. Obviously, people such as Shangshu Xihai of the Ministry of War, Shangshu Suogu of the officials, etc. have long been not loyal in the eyes of Dongfang Wan.

The sacred vine tree shot again, with a palm, the ten thousand zhang of sunshine and the tender golden green vines broke through the world, the green vines were full of lethality, and instantly pierced hundreds of exiles who were intent on resisting, dripping blood. While the Shenteng tree descended majestically, "Xiaoxuan, let's go."

"Oh."

Falling into the depths of the city again, the area around the sacred vine tree is within a few tens of feet, and the attacked exile is entangled by the green vine before entering, unable to move, and you can see the sky rising not far ahead. The fire ran out, and the second Temple of Fire Flame appeared in front of him. This time there were more people guarding the Temple of Fire Fire, at least the exiles, old, young, young and strong, both men and women.

"Get out of the way." Shentengshu said lightly.

"Demon Tree!"

An exiled young man holding a scarlet sword, his face is full of anger: "The Temple of Fire Flame is the foundation of my exile. If you want to destroy the Temple of Fire Fire, you must step on our bodies. !"

Another girl who was about fifteen years old carried Zhan Ge, and said: "Demon Tree, Upper Realm Eagle Dog, listen to you two. Although our ancestors have been exiled, the people in the exile will never Sit and wait for death! If you go against the sky and destroy the Temple of Fire Flames, you will definitely be condemned by the heavens, and will definitely be rejected by the heavens. Just wait and see!"

Everyone looked indignant.

I stepped forward with the Fairy Bone Sword in a very soft voice, but said very powerfully: "A hundred thousand forests came before the land of exile, attacked the upper realm, and slaughtered civilians in dozens of cities, and tens of millions of people died. , Don’t you guys go against the sky? If you say the scourge, everything you encounter at this time is the scourge!"

The young man looked unconvinced: "Why do you wait for the evil done by the exile from the evil way!?"

I said coldly: "Without your support, why should these demonic exiles enter the upper realm? Do you think you can keep yourself out of the matter with a single sentence? I dare to ask, your holy ancestor Confucian ordered you to kill Enter the upper realm and conquer one hundred thousand forests, will you defy?"

The boy was a little at a loss, but finally nodded and said: "Yes!"

I nodded and smiled: "I have got the answer I want, so let me go immediately, otherwise I will kill you!"

"Don't think about it!"

A group of exiles roared, men and women, old and young, all erupting evil spirits.

Shen Tengshu quietly: "Xiaoxuan, follow your heart and not be disturbed by the demons."

I nodded my head, my kendo qi machine gushing out, surrounded by a brilliant sword pillar with the shadow of the four-layer sword soul, the ten-layer qi sea opened, the world's fire flowed around the sword blade, suddenly skyrocketed, and a sword fell into the sky. Among the crowd, he shouted: "My kindness is never given to the enemy, die!"

"Boom~~~"

The Fairy Bone Sword fell into the crowd, exploding with kendo majesty in the range of tens of meters, wave after wave of kills, and the thousands of exiles who stood in front of the Temple of Fire Flame were instantly wiped out. Half and the remaining half were mostly injured, vomiting blood constantly, and stumped limbs danced wildly, and the white steps in front of the Fire Hall turned into a pool of blood.

Obviously, this group of exiles thought I was young, but they didn't expect that my swordsmanship could be so strong. I was so caught off guard by a sword that I was completely defeated.

The volley walked to the Temple of Fire Flames, I took a deep breath, the fire of the world flowed into every sword intent, raised my hand, and suddenly burst out dozens of strong sword intents into the fire furnace. Among them, countless inscriptions were directly shattered, and one side of the furnace was broken, and then the sword intent was continued until the entire furnace was blasted to pieces.

"The Palace of Fire Flame..."

"The Hall of Burning Fire is gone..."

The former exile girl with tears on her face, looked at the direction of the Temple of Fire, then looked at me again, with hatred in her eyes, and said: "What's your name?"

"My name is Yixuan."

"I will find you for revenge!" She gritted her silver teeth.

I couldn't help but smile: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"

"Come on!"

She trembled all over, and was completely swallowed by hatred. She walked towards me step by step with warriors in her hands. Her eyes were full of determination and hatred, which made people unable to look directly.

"Xiaoxuan, let's go." Shentengshu said, indicating that I don't need to do more killings. When the Temple of Burning Fire was destroyed, the world of Burning Fire in this place of exile also lost its life span and never saw the sky. , Waiting for these exiles is only a slow death.

Actually, I didn’t plan to kill her. One more enemy could motivate me very well, so I smiled at the girl and said, “Okay, I’m waiting for you, remember, I’m Bu Yixuan, you The only person to kill is me."

"Don't worry!"

She roared at me, like a wounded little beast, no longer the innocence and grace of a girl.

Rising to the sky, the battle in the air is over. The exiles who can threaten the twelve titled saints have been killed. Dongfang Wan nodded at me, and then offered the Tianxin Sword, carrying everyone Out of this already shaky world of fireworks.

……

The second world of Burning Fire has also been wiped out, and the strength of the Exile Land has been wiped out by us by 20%.

Next, the third seat!

The Heavenly Heart Sword traverses the sky and the earth, carrying the supreme sacred power. It is flying quickly, and suddenly the anger thunder rolls in the distance, and the thunder flashes out the clouds and haze, and there is a man standing proudly above the thunder. It is a form of Confucianism, standing on the clouds with his hand, a group of masters looked at us coldly, and said: "You destroy the world of the fire, don't you worry about breaking the law of heaven?!"

Dongfang Wan'e frowned: "Confucianism, you indulge in the blood demon and corpse driver in the exile in the upper realm and slaughter the innocent. Why didn't you worry that it would violate the way of heaven?"

Ru Zun indifferently: "The place of exile is a group of exiles. They are guilty, but they are not to be blamed. In the world of exiles, all the descendants of exiles, dare to ask, these are born in the exile. What happened to the people in the world? Your destruction of the Temple of Fire is to cause massacres. What is the difference with the magic way?"

Shen Teng Shu said: "The strong words are unreasonable."

Ru Zun took a deep look at Shentengshu, and said: "You are a kind of rule-making, maybe... you are also part of the heavenly way, but you are not strong enough to dominate everything between the heaven and the earth, the place of exile You can't tolerate your intervention, and at this time, you are acting as a tiger and helping the upper realm to slaughter my exile!"

Shen Teng Shu's voice is faint: "This battle is not a just battle, but just a dispute between ethnic groups. This time, I chose the upper realm. Do you have any objections?"

"Okay, very good."

Ru Zun's eyes are full of anger: "You will all regret it."

"Really?"

The Tianxin Empress suddenly struck the sky with a sword, and immediately shattered the Confucian Venerable's law, but the real body of the Confucian Venerable was not known, and there was no way to know.

……

Overnight.

The third, fourth, fifth and even seventh seat of the fire-burning world were leveled by us one by one, but there are always only a small number of strong people working as mantis in the place of exile, and there is no big movement.

Behind him, in a burning fire world, the fire was soaring to the sky, and the destroyed burning furnace exploded. The fire stretched for hundreds of kilometers, igniting the entire city, and the world was already full of grief.

"Too unusual."

Master Shangguan Zi Yi frowned and said: "The fundamentals of the exile have been shaken. There are only three of the ten fire-burning worlds, and the Confucian scholar is actually indifferent. This is very unreasonable."

"Junior Sister is right."

Shangguan Nanfeng’s eyes shone with wisdom, and said: “Although the place of exile is badly damaged, there are still Confucian Venerable, Demon Venerable, Blood Venerable, and Four Evils, plus Rang Si Chenjue and Shangguan Jing. Tianjiao of the younger generation like Yan, in fact, the place of exile is completely powerful, and it is even possible to culminate all of us in the place of exile by virtue of geographical advantages. However, they did not take action, but let us destroy seven consecutive salaries. In the world of fire, there must be hidden feelings."

Wu Sheng Yuetian groaned: "They seem to be forbearing, or... they seem to be hiding something."

"Disguise..."

Dongfang Wanjiao trembled and said: "Senior Yuetian, what did you feel?"

"No, the old man just feels vaguely disturbed."

Painted Saint Xu Hu frowned: "In this case, do we continue to destroy the remaining three worlds of the fire? If we return to the upper realm now, it would be a worthwhile trip, at least we will destroy the exile Seventy percent of the power of the land."

Lin Yuan of Lin Sheng's clan embraced the ancient sword and remained silent. Like Dongfang Rong, Qi Yun, and Zhong Yinghe, they did not express their views.

Dongfang Wan frowned her eyebrows, Meisou looked at Shentengshu, and said, "Senior, what's your opinion?"

"Causality is still there."

The Shenteng tree has a long voice and said: "If there is no cause and effect, the place where we came to exile will become meaningless. No matter how many variables there are, it will not be the reason for our retreat. We people, Even if they all fall into exile, at least let the upper realm avoid a major disaster, why not?"