Swordsman’s Road Chapter 235: Inner Sword way


   Eight hundred miles south of Longji and five hundred miles north of Heavenly Mountain Range, it was the place where the Yuan Gu three died in battle.

  This is an endless pasture, but it has some similarities with the northwest grassland. Since these days, hundreds of grassland people have regarded this as their own home. The felt bags, tents, and altars have been built. The moment when the soul of today is worshipped.

  The altar three miles away from the altar, two Small Solitary Mountain gold Pill Dao people silently watched, one of them was Longji City stationed in daoist, and the other was the new Gold Core Daoist Zuo Hu from Gate Sect. They were ordered to monitor the grassland people’s every move. A move to prevent the grassland people from harming the herdsmen. In fact, the nearby ranch people have long run out. The grassland people are fierce. Who will stay here and touch the mold?

   Therefore, it is said that it is surveillance, and it can also be said to be watching the ceremony.

   Daoist Zhe Mei has a complicated mood. Although junior uncle Daoist Master Lian Qin didn’t blame him for anything, he still feels that he has come to this stage today, and he has a responsibility in it. If at that time, he can personally pursue Lan Xi, then the future battle will come. It won't happen, how can the prairie excuse to enter Han Country?

   "Xuanyuan is in trouble, my Small Solitary Mountain top tank is really..." Daoist Zuo Hu stopped talking.

   "Senior disciple speaks carefully." Daoist Zhe Mei stopped his complaint, this younger disciple is still young, and some things are not clear,

   "This matter cannot be avoided by my Small Solitary Mountain after all. The prairie people are from various countries in this country, and there is a characteristic that I don’t know if the younger brother can pay attention to it?"

   "What's so special?" Zuo Hu first arrived, and many things are not clear.

   "As of Han Country, the prairie prince Zaguzong sent a total of 14 countries, each country is five thousand miles away from Xuan Yuan Sword Faction, what do you know?"

   "It's just bullying and being afraid." Zuo Hu understood.

   "So I say, this is my Small Solitary Mountain after all. If the strength is not strong enough, there will be wicked people coming to the door. From ancient times to now, it would be better."

  Zuo Hu didn’t say anything, and it’s hard to argue that although the history of Small Solitary Mountain is still on the rise of the grassland, you can see that among the busy grassland people, there are no less than ten Superior Shamans in the Gold Core realm. One can imagine the potential of the grassland people. Thick, you know, even in their Small Solitary Mountain, the ten Gold Core are almost half of sect gate, how can they be willing to send here?

   "I heard that the grassland has put forward three conditions to Xuan Yuan Sword Faction? These are bold, not afraid of Xuanyuan's anger?"

  Zhemei dismissed it, "But it’s just asking for the price, the first two conditions are just talking, it’s not true, they are actually preparing for the third condition, if Xuanyuan rejected the first two conditions, With guilt, there will naturally be no obstacles on the third condition. It is still us who will suffer, and these barbarians are not stupid."

   Unlike the Central Plains people, the prairie people's sacrifice will choose to start at night, the sky is darkening, hundreds of prairie people lit up dozens of campfires, singing and dancing, they are ready to start.

  Ten dozens of Small Solitary Mountain cultivator and dozens of Han Country royal officials are standing on the small hill bag three or four miles away. The night on the ranch is still relatively cold, cultivator does not matter, mortals suffer a bit. But no one dared to return to the power of these Han Countrys. All of them have reached this point. The return may cause the grassland people to grow outside the branch, which nobody wants to see.

  Small Solitary Mountain’s cultivator is very silent, their dignity is trampled, the image of tall and invincible collapses in front of mortals, how to face the asylum-seekers in the future, this is a headache.

   After singing and dancing, the prairie people finally started the sacrifice, and a priest stood on the altar with a long flag, three huge fires under the stage, and the Yuan Gu three wrapped in spices and satin The human body was lifted solemnly and then placed on top of the fire. This is the celestial burial advocated by the prairie people.

  The fire is getting stronger and stronger, the smell of spicy spices and corpses burning far away, unfortunately the crowds from Small Solitary Mountain and Han Country are standing at the downwind, cultivator can easily choke to breath, but mortals can’t, Soon several royal members vomited.

   The prairie people enjoyed the smell very much. They were completely immersed in their rhythm. They prayed, danced witch dance, and prayed again. When the priest waved the long streamer and began to summon the spirits of the dead, the prairie people finally became quiet. , They look northwest, where there is their hometown...

   This is a solemn moment. For any ethnic group, this moment is sacred and undisturbed, but...

   There were seven or eight light spots in the dark night sky. They came in a hurry, and the dull ones were still cheering for this, thanking the gods for appearing, but the high-energy person felt the danger, the great danger for the first time. .

   "Small Solitary Mountain, Xuanwu Gang Formation."

  Lianqin daoist broke off, Xuanwu Gang formation, Small Solitary Mountain top-level defense formation magic, without encountering strong enemies, no fatal danger, generally would not easily open the formation; the Small Solitary Mountain Gold Core on the scene were stunned, and rushed to stand in their respective positions, although not yet Too clear, but they convinced Lianqin, as the only Nascent Soul Daoist Master present, her Divine Sense far exceeded others.

   But the formation magic of Small Solitary Mountain has not yet taken shape, and the killing has come suddenly. Fortunately, the target is not them.

   That is a flying sword, countless flying swords, gorgeous and full of death, the night sky seems to be unable to hold this rushing steel front, ruthlessly tearing any obstacles in front that dare to block

  The unprepared prairie people suffered heavy casualties under the dense flying sword group, and several of them deliberately ripped the Superior Shaman of the sword blade with Avatar to be directly torn into pieces;

  Easy light is fast and methodical, several high crown sword cultivator quickly occupy the place of the Quartet, and in the blink of an eye, Xuanyuan’s famous sword formation with thousands of years of history is formed,

   "Vast Azure Sky..." The east Du Wen daoist song finger flicked, and the sword light swayed like water.

   "Who can speak the sword?" echoed the west Du Fang, accompanied by the majestic killing intent.

   "Under the ages," to the south is Chong Xuan daoist.

   "Only me Xuanyuan!" Du Nan is the final word, chopping immortal sword formation to cover the range of miles, no grassland people can escape the threat of sword formation, but this is not the most terrible.

The most frightening thing is that there are three other lonely ghosts, Bu Lian of Killing-Sword lineage, Du Zhen, Du Bian of Astral-Sword lineage white tiger killing star, these three are bloodthirsty people, especially killing, and they are intolerant of sword formation~IndoMTL.com~ But Xi Qianjun rushed into battle.

  Under the impact of Xuanyuan sword cultivator, the prairie strong cannot organize an effective defense. Under the sword formation, the insight is unpredictable. Whenever the Superior Shaman strong want to unite, they are ruthlessly disbanded by Jianyu, plus Bu Lian, Du Zhen , Du Bian is waiting for the opportunity, and it will kill in one blow, the whole grassland group is close to collapse.

  Seven Inner Sword Cultivator, overhauled hundreds of prairie people, including eleven Gold Core realm, resulting in slain falling flowers, crying wolf howling; this aspect lies in the strength of sword cultivator individual strength, and accurate and effective layout, Extensive killing experience,

   On the other hand, it also shows that the brute force of the prairie people is weak in front of the real sword cultivator. This is not the same skill of the same order, this is the slaughter; the prairie people come from the storm, they think they are powerful and powerful, beautiful The longing was broken like a bubble under the sharp flying sword.

   From beginning to end, no one Superior Shaman can stand up to change the overall situation, the experienced slaughterers perfectly showed their rich killing skills, accurate weakness vision, extraordinary assault courage; The big, savage who is used to fighting the evil wolf and the beast knows that after walking out of his own grassland, the most fierce in this world is still human.

   "Go to it, didn't you say that the prairie people also have Great Shaman of Daoist Master level to sit in town? How can they just look at the massacre of their own family?"

   Emperor Fu Jiang looks happy in his heart, and can only regret that because of the distance, he can’t take shelter under such a powerful Gate Sect; until later, as a grassland hate, he could not bear this unilateral killing. I remembered what was really mentioned on Lianqin.

   "Nascent Soul Daoist Master? Great Shaman? What about, someone is staring at him, he will lose heart if he doesn't make a shot, I'm afraid he will lose it if he does."

  Daoist Master Lian Qin is as lonely as snow. Unfortunately, this is not her sect gate.


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