The Brilliant Fighting Master Chapter 667: The true face of Brother Song

? "Blood Moon Famine?"

"Something is going to happen!"

Everyone at Tianshan Terrace knows that something big will happen.

People in Tsing Yi chose to make trouble during their birthday, just thinking of immortality.

But he seems reluctant to be alone.

It's a big school, but it still has some background.

With the ringing of the warning bell, including the Tianshan Terrace, the entire ancient Jianzong formation was activated.

Everyone can feel the awe-inspiring sword intent pouring out, everywhere.

"Ancient sword formation?"

The man in Tsing Yi sneered, not afraid, and said: "The ancient Sword Sect, who has a glorious moment, can only rely on the sword formation left by the ancestor to survive?"

"But you will die on the sword formation first!"

Following the words of the ancient sword master, the sword formation was activated, and the sword intent was crazily condensed into one point, enough to kill the spirits.

But the young man stood with his hands behind him, without seeing any movements, as if he was waiting for the sword formation to come.

Everyone is uneasy, but they don't know where the problem is.

Until the last moment, the sword formation that was going to be sent became extremely unstable, and the condensed sword intent swayed in the air.

With a crisp sound, the sword intent exploded and turned into a strong wind blowing across the mountains and plains.

"Broken from the inside!"

When others were still confused, Jiang Chen knew the problem immediately!

The man in Tsing Yi showed a smile, and the sound of fighting was heard from above and below Gu Jianzong.

"To entertain the whole wasteland, your Ancient Jianzong still sit back and relax, not knowing the cruelty of the wasteland."

There is no doubt that among the guests who came, he destroyed the formation at a critical time.

Of course, there must be spies in the ancient sword sect, and they should fit inside and out, destroying the biggest support of the ancient sword sect.

At this moment, the people at Tianshan Terrace are kind of scared.

"I didn't expect to kill the enemy in the last time."

The Ancient Sword Sect Master stood up, and with a simple stand up movement, there was a powerful burst of power.

"Hahaha, do you have that qualification?"

After the people in Tsing Yi said, more and more people appeared in the sky, all dressed up, fierce and murderous.

What makes people feel desperate is that there is still a mid-level spiritual master among those people!

Two spirits!

They swaggered down on Tianshan Terrace, looking at the people whose faces were like golden paper.

"What on earth do you want to do?!" Sect Master Gu Jian didn't have the confidence to be able to fight one against two.

"Does this need to be said? Gobble you up."

People in Tsing Yi laughed as if they heard an idiot question.

"The wasteland checks and balances each other, you come to deal with me, at least you have to pay the price of a spiritual sacrifice, you are not afraid of other forces against you?" Ancient Jian Sect Master said angrily.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.

The wastelands restrict each other, after all, no one wants to be a praying mantis.

"Old stuff, you still value yourself too much!"

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head, took a step forward, and slapped a palm.

The palm strength was amazing, and the surrounding sky-reaching realm was almost forced to fall from Tianshan Terrace.

Sect Master Gu Jian was hit by this palm before he could take out his weapon, and he slammed into the stone wall.

The old body makes people worry about whether it will die.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he touched his waist with his left hand, only to find that the Chi Xiao sword and the black sword were not there.

"Ahem."

The Ancient Sword Sect Master got up in embarrassment, and was supported by several Gu Jianmen disciples.

"You do have the strength, Gu Jianmen admits it, so let's say what you want."

Faced with the disparity in strength, as the master of a sect, he had to lower his head.

Jiang Chen can now be sure that the Middle Three Realms pay more attention to the weak and the strong. The killing will happen every day, and no time is safe.

"We want to take over this small wasteland."

The Tsing Yi people were not surprised that she would say this.

His gaze swept across the people at Tianshan Terrace and said: "Don't think we are here to fight, you are not qualified."

The disdainful eyes and contemptuous words make people angry, but they dare not speak.

"So don't waste each other's time, you return to my blood moon shortage."

After the man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he looked at Ancient Jianzong again.

"But other people can surrender, but your Ancient Sword Sect cannot. You must be destroyed. You and the core members of the Ancient Sword Sect will die."

The man in Tsing Yi said: "Old thing, let's do this, if you kill all the core disciples, how about I let the others go?"

So vicious!

If Sect Master Gu Jian kills his disciple, it is better to kill her directly.

Unfortunately, she was not threatened with her life, but other ordinary disciples.

The old face of Sect Master Gu Jian will never see kindness again.

"We played with you!"

A disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect thought that he would die anyway, and he had to pull others back.

But just as he walked out, he was hit **** the back, and he stayed still.

This is beyond everyone's expectations, including this person.

He is all behind him.

He tried to turn his head back and saw a face that he couldn't think of anyway.

"Brother, why..."

With unwillingness, he was helpless to fall to the ground.

Song Zhe was the one who shot!

He was sweaty and pale. As the chief disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, he was bound to be killed by these people.

He didn't want to sit still and take action.

"Senior! I will do it, I will do it, as long as you let me go, I can join you." Song Zhe hurriedly said.

As soon as these words came out, the people at Tianshan Terrace were full of weird faces, some were surprised, some were contemptuous, and some were disdainful.

"Brother Song..."

Yi Chen's disillusionment was disillusioned. She didn't expect Song Zhe to be such a greedy person and fear of death.

"Song Zhe...My child, you don't need to be like this." Sect Master Gu Jian couldn't bear such a blow.

"Shut up! If it wasn't for your incompetence, how could this be!"

Song Zhe interrupted him roaringly, drew out the Chixiao sword, and excitedly said: "Senior, give me a chance."

The man in Tsing Yi, who was joking, saw Chi Xiaojian, his expression changed.

"Bring me this sword," he said.

"Ok, yes."

Song Zhe bent over, holding both ends of the spirit sword in both hands, holding them up and offering them.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled with satisfaction, lifted the Chixiao sword with two fingers, and grasped the hilt as the sword flew into the air.

"Good sword!"

The moment he held the hilt, the Tsing Yi people were refreshed.

"Senior will like it!"

The people in Tsing Yi appreciated it for a full minute~IndoMTL.com~ and then reluctantly put down the Chixiao Sword.

He glanced at Song Zhe and said, "How can a guy like you use such a sword? Explain the reason!"

Wen Xin and Yi Chen turned pale when they heard this, and realized that it was not good.

Sure enough, Song Zhe looked at them and whispered beside the Tsing Yi people.

"You mean, maybe they still have important treasures on them?" said the man in Tsing Yi.

"Yes, it is very possible!" Song Zhe said.

When Yi Chen saw him like this, he realized that what Jiang Chen said was true, and Song Zhe had the idea of ​​using the storage spirit implement.

"Bring here!"

Getting instructions, Song Zhe rushed in front of the people in Tsing Yi, and ran over to catch Yichen.

"As the chief disciple of Ancient Sword Sect, it is really a shame!" Wen Xin scolded harshly.