The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 584: Remnant soul

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The sword **** glanced at the kneeling sword slave and frowned: "It's against the Sword Pavilion, there is more than a death."

Fang Fang fell, he had to move away from the soul of the sword, and he slashed with a sword.

A nameless wooden sword, a simple sword, descends from the sky, the sky seems to be one of darkness, the sword is coming, the legs of the coming person have been crushed into the mud by the huge sword.

The comer's hands were raised upwards, the light flashed, kacha made a loud noise, the comer slammed down, and half of his body fell into the ground.

The weapon held in his hands turned out to be a stick. The stick had been cut in two, and blood ran out of the corner of his mouth.

There was a flash of horror and pain on his face, but his teeth were full, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

With a simple sword, there is such awesome power.

Tang Zheng could n’t help but secretly slap his tongue and fight against the sword **** with his own strength. It was really a worm that shook the tree and was vulnerable.

"The sword that I took is not a nameless person. If you don't register, you will become an unknown ghost under my sword." Sword God said indifferently.

"Don't you care about the life and death of sword slaves?"

The sword **** sneered, saying: "They are dead, and I have revenge. None of you want to leave this place. You have to be buried with them. This is enough."

The coming person is also a ruthless person, shouting: "Do it!"

Puff puff puff!

Blood of blood was thrown down from above the sky pit, and there was a blood rain like this.

But Jianshen did n’t blink in the eyes, but cut another sword, and the screamer screamed from the dirt, and the broken stick in both hands greeted the unknown sword fiercely.

peng peng!

Two sounds snapped and the stick broke into pieces. sword edge chopped off his forehead. The next moment, he seemed to be split in two.

In his eyes, there is a look of despair. He still underestimates the strength and determination of the sword god. This man is not only a sword fool, but also a cold-blooded person, so many sword slaves can't make him a mouse.

Jian Shen is indeed a cold-blooded person. In order to pursue a more powerful sword, and for a higher cultivation level, how can a sword sword slave let him stop the military.

In his mind, the importance of the sword spirit is far greater than the life of the sword slave.

The person who came here regretted that he was too reckless, and came to the northeast as soon as he got the news. The incident happened to be a little bit of eyebrows, and he was killed here.

However, he was not afraid, but showed his demise, because he was a fighter, a fighter of the country.

Boom!

With a loud noise, War Soul Sword stopped in mid-air, the air fluctuated violently, and an inky black sword was exposed to the air.

But the sword is suspended in midair, without any support, as if controlled by an invisible hand.

Everyone one after another looked at this scene in astonishment, and even the sword **** stopped, looking suspiciously at this Black Sword that blocked his sword.

"Cultivator!" He frowned all of a sudden, "Great, since the Seven Hunter came here."

With just a glance, he judged that this sword was the sword of a person who was fighting against the Seven Kills, so he immediately figured out the whole story.

The seven-killer lay on the ground with serious injuries and couldn't move. He looked at Black Sword straight away, and his eyes were splitting. He originally caught the opponent's strategy and even led the wolf into the room.

At the same time, he was terrified afterwards. He was very careful along the way, but he still followed a tail.

"Come on, why not show up, why is it sneaky?" Sword God asked coldly, the sound echoed in the tiankeng, like a handle blade, stirring every space.

Every word penetrated into Tang Zheng's ear as if to blow up his head. He resisted the pain and did not show up as the other party wished.

This time he had no choice but to give a helping hand, because the coming person is an acquaintance-Xu Yingtian.

Xu Yingtian is an ally with him, he cannot watch Xu Yingtian die under the sword of the sword god.

To save one's hands is equivalent to exposing the whereabouts, and then think of its inadequacy, which is even more difficult.

Especially just after taking the sword from the sword god, he felt that his arm was almost broken, and the power of the opponent's sword was too great.

"Well, I want to hide my head and show my tail in front of me. I think you have this skill." Sword God didn't hear the response, angered and screamed, the unknown sword was slashed, and there were sword shadows in the tiankeng, leaving nowhere to hide.

Tang Zheng had to recall War Soul Sword, Dingdang sounded, gorgeous sparks splattered, and Tang Zheng was forced to be exposed.

Oh!

The figure of the sword **** flashed, and the unknown sword slashed in the direction of Tang Zheng. Tang Zheng gritted his teeth and fought the sword to resist. With a crunch, Tang Zheng retreated, his hands were numb, and War Soul Sword fell to the ground, and with At the same time, his Illusion Technique also failed completely, showing his figure.

"You finally showed up." The sword **** looked at Tang Zheng with a staring gaze. In front of him, there was never an afterlife who dared to be so unscrupulous and did not put him in his eyes.

Xu Yingtian stunned and looked at Tang Zheng unexpectedly. In any case, he didn't expect Tang Zheng to be here, but also rescued him from the ghost gate.

This is a good chance to peck a drink. Unless he maintains a good relationship with Tang Zheng, then Tang Zheng will not take any chance at all.

He could n’t help but feel fortunate that the decision to unite Tang Zheng to deal with Dragon Group was not only beneficial to the National Security Bureau, but also playing an important and indelible role for him.

"You are an apprentice of Tian Chanzi, I want to see how much you learned from him." Jian Shen walked towards Tang Zheng step by step, Murderous Qi was revealed between the eyebrows.

Tang Zheng beckoned, War Soul Sword flew back to his hand, and the sword was across his chest, facing the sword god, and said awe-inspiringly: "Since Lord Sword God is interested in fighting with me, then of course I ca n’t sweep your interest."

"Hum, I do n’t know who is not afraid, you are not your Master, and you dare to be so arrogant, there is no one in your eyes." Jian Shen said disdainfully.

After speaking, the nameless sword turned into an aurora and cut to Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng was ready to go. The Heaven Flying Immortal Sword Technique flowing clouds were generally exhibited. Only listening to the sound of Ding Dingdang, Tang Zheng quickly retreated, and finally hit the mountain wall fiercely, spouting a big mouthful of blood.

Tang Zheng wiped a handful of blood and looked at the sword **** who was calm and calm, without even taking a breath, deeply feeling the gap like this gap.

It is already the ultimate to be able to take over these swords of the sword god. If you think about it again, it will be extravagant.

However, he also benefited greatly from these swords. The sword of the sword **** is advancing, full of unmatched sword intentions, and it is really the rare Sword Technique in the world.

And, this set of Sword Technique is by no means a rising sun, but another set of more advanced Sword Technique.

The sword art is superb, and there is more than a set of deep Sword Technique. These Sword Technique are all created by him. He is really a generation of kendo Martial Scholar.

Tang Zheng ca n’t detect the other party ’s cultivation level, but he is undoubtedly a master of the Martial Scholar realm. If he wants to overcome the other party ’s difficulty in reaching the sky, he does not dare to have such extravagance. Then slip away.

Xu Yingtian saw Tang Zheng taking several tricks from the other side, but could not help but secretly stunned. He still underestimated Tang Zheng's strength. He took both swords reluctantly, but Tang Zheng accepted these tricks, but the strength of both sides was high. Sentencing.

Of course, he is more concerned about whether he can leave safely and unharmed.

The members of the National Security Bureau on the edge of the Tiankeng saw that the director was extremely endangered. Someone could not help but come down to help him.

At the sight of Xu Yingtian, he quickly stopped this stupid behavior in the talking headset. He couldn't do the sword god's life-like attitude. He was responsible for his members.

But Xu Yingtian has gone up and down, after all, the opponent is the sword god, Tang Zheng can take him to escape, is still unknown.

Tang Zheng leaned back against the mountain wall, and he was already irreversible, his face flushed with a pathological flush, staring at the sword **** who came step by step.

Looking over the sword **** ’s shoulder, Tang Zheng locked the sword soul, and the spirit of the machine moved, cleverly clenched his teeth: "This time betting, whether it is death or alive, it depends on my luck."

With a sword flying, Tang Zheng didn't resist the sword, but waved his hands forward, and a dark cloud overwhelmed the atmosphere, covering the tiankeng.

Jiangshen's unknown sword offensive came to an abrupt halt and was blocked by a giant. Four Venerables raised a leg and slammed it down.

Boom!

The sword **** disappeared. The place where he stood has collapsed, and there is no trace of the sword **** elsewhere. It seems that he was stepped on his feet by Four Venerables.

Seven kills stunned for a while, and immediately became furious: "I will kill you to avenge the hatred of Master."

Xu Yingtian groaned in his heart and looked at this scene in disbelief. Was the sword **** so easily trampled into minced meat?

Tang Zheng did not pay attention to the life and death of the sword god, he must seize this rare opportunity to merge the sword spirit.

I saw his figure flashed, and had come to the sword soul, War Soul Sword pierced the sword soul, and the sharp sword spirit spread out over and over.

The light of the sword soul wrapped the War Soul Sword, and then enveloped the bones below. The bones all exuded a burst of white light.

Tang Zheng was overjoyed, he already felt a strong sword intention infiltrating into War Soul Sword, which seemed to be merging, not as simple as imagined.

"Hurry up, hurry up again." Tang Zheng's face sullenly urged silently.

Suddenly, the joy on Tang Zheng's face came to an abrupt halt, only to see that the sword spirit's light jumped violently and was very unstable. Then, with a loud explosion, Tang Zheng crashed hard against the mountain wall to resolve this force.

The Soul of the Sword returned to its original state, but there was an obvious change. A ray of fresh air rose from the bone and suspended on the Soul of the Sword.

The gathering of vitality finally formed a person's face. This person glanced at him, and stared at a few people with a rather unscrupulous look. He said, "You want to take my sword soul, how can I make you do it?"

"Who are you?" Tang Zheng looked at each other in surprise.

"Lord of the Soul of the Sword." The other party said with arrogance.

A ray of remnant soul.

Tang Zheng pouted his lips, his eyes were hot, and he immediately saw through the true face of this breath.

But he believes that this remnant of souls is not lying. He is indeed the former master of the sword soul, that is, this bone-bearing master.

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