The sound is like a bell rising straight into the sky.
His shout was not a manifestation of his holiness in front of people for no reason, it was just a reminder to the people of the Eighteen Sects.
If the sword is drawn between the eyebrows, it may be irregular and easy to cause accidental injuries.
The devastated and decadent figures all over the sky could vaguely hear the cry for a while.
The senior masters above, Chu Siniang, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Ma Feng and other elders looked down subconsciously and felt confused, Xin Zhuo, why is this necessary?
The other sects Chen Changsheng, Xuanyuan Qingqing and Baihua Fengyun, who were familiar with each other at the time, also looked like they had wry smiles on their faces.
In their eyes, this was just the cry of one of the Eighteen Sect disciples who risked their lives. This scene had happened countless times!
Song Tianxing, Yu Zhuji, Li Hanzhu, Chu Daguo and others at the top looked so sad that they couldn't express their feelings.
Master Liu Qingfeng's face changed dramatically, and he roared angrily: "Traitor! You have the qualifications of a great emperor, and your future is limitless. Why are you so pedantic? If you don't run for your life, why bother to die? If you don't leave a trace of inheritance for the master, you are extremely unfilial! roll!"
Xin Zhuo did not argue, chuckled, jumped up, and headed straight into the sky with an indomitable momentum. The true disciple's robe and long hair flew together, and he suddenly tapped his eyebrows.
Terrifying ripples suddenly appeared.
The ray of sword intent in Yuan Chen Palace flashed beyond the eyebrows, and a ray of golden sword light instantly turned into a giant sword in the sky, hundreds of feet long.
As soon as Hajime appeared, there was an aura of absolute domineering power, like a domineering aura that looked down on the people, shocking everyone!
It seemed that everything, all the warriors, including the terrifying wild beast, were as small as dust in front of it.
The whole world, the nine seas and the eight wastelands, must surrender before it!
Just one look at it makes you feel that your mind has lost control, and you have no intention of escaping, and you are just willing to be killed.
This is not only a dimensionality reduction attack, it is like a giant elephant appearing among a group of ants!
It's enough to scare everyone!
"this……"
"This is……"
Master Liu Qingfeng, acting headmaster Song Tianxing, master wife Chu Siniang, Ma Feng, Chen Changsheng, Nangong Wentian, etc., the eighteen sect elders, peak masters, palace masters and ordinary disciples, disciples of the two Tianxie sects, including The look of the witch, the Third Holy Mother, changed drastically for a moment, and she was so frightened that she couldn't describe it.
It seems that Xin Zhuo is no longer Xin Zhuo!
Who is he?
…
"Saint Realm Sword Intent? Emperor's Sword Intent? Quasi-Emperor? Is this...the Ancient Sword Intent?"
"Is this fucking crazy? Where did it come from?"
"Is it reasonable for me to do this? Why bother?"
"Is it worth it?"
Under the clouds above Dazhou, the father and son in the broken boat suddenly stood up, their expressions changing again and again.
…
"this……"
"Where does this kid come from?"
"Why is there such a terrifying sword intent?"
"Where does this sword come from?"
At the top of Zhongyun Mountain, the ancestors of the eighteen sects stood up one after another with scars all over their bodies, with horror and confusion on their faces!
…
"unfair!"
"It's unfair!"
"Victory with sight! Why does such a wisp of sword intent appear?"
"How can he, Yang Shi, Mie Kai, bear it?"
"Is he from a certain saint or queen?"
"He comes from the legendary Sandao Mountain?"
"Absurd! The Holy Emperors and Holy Sons of all major domains in the world have not yet arrived. Which Three Ways Mountain does he come from?"
"Where did he get this opportunity?"
In that dark cloud, what was still laughing a moment ago turned into roaring and fear.
…
"Buzz——"
The monstrous golden sword seemed to come from the sky, shocking Fulong Mountain for thousands of miles.
Even in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, tens of thousands of officials, troops and people could not bear the fear and bowed down one after another.
Eighteen who are directly in front of the sword
The people of the sect, Tian Xie, Gui Qing disciples, Desolate Beast, Tian Xie Great Elder, and the Three Holy Mothers of Demoness, are already unable to move.
"puff--"
The flying white figure, with its black hair flying, and its monstrous sword light, flew straight into the sky, hitting three points and one line, destroying everything along the way.
Most of the tens of thousands of Gui Qing and Tian Xie disciples were killed with one blow. All the bones of the deceased were broken and their bodies were broken. They were scattered in all directions like kites with broken strings. Blood rain accompanied by snowflakes...
"Ugh——"
The wild beasts above screamed in fear, and their huge bodies fled.
However, he was a step too slow and was cut by the sword light. The body that covered the sky was cut into two pieces, and green blood poured back like a river and spilled over the mountains.
The black-robed Great Elder Tianxie above him had no time to dodge, and was chopped into pieces by the sword.
Jiang Yuwei and Sun Changfeng, who were imprisoned at the tail of the desolate beast, were shocked and flew out after Xin Zhuo deliberately avoided it.
Before the sword light stopped, it passed by the masters of the Eighteen Sects such as Liu Qingfeng, Song Tianxing, etc., and went straight to the highest-altitude demon girl and the nine monstrous tails.
The beautiful face of the Third Holy Mother finally showed a hint of panic: "Xin Zhuo! How dare you kill me?"
Xin Zhuo was unable to answer at the moment. He discovered that this sword intention was not exerted by itself at all, but began to extract the true energy from his body after one blow!
The infuriating energy that was originally so powerful and ten times stronger than that of a warrior of the same realm was empty in the blink of an eye, and then began to drain his vitality again.
This terrifying unknown sword intention turned out to be a double-edged sword!
Perhaps, he "stole" it, and it was different from the way Zhao Yizhu used it.
Zhao Yizhu's forward swing time is very long!
Is this... the same death sword technique?
This price/performance ratio is too low.
"Ahe!"
As if aware of his abnormality, Zhao Yizhu below changed his expression slightly and flew over with all his strength.
That's too late!
The sword intent seemed to want to kill the Third Holy Mother, but it was still uncontrollably draining his martial arts realm and vitality. The next moment, he was probably going to die.
At this moment, Wangyuejing, who had been silent for several months, suddenly flew out of the guardian on his own, suddenly cutting off the connection between him and the sword intention.
"stop--"
The golden sword light carried the final power and slashed towards the Three Holy Mothers.
The three Holy Mothers were unwilling to die, roared angrily, and the Nine Tails turned into a towering martial arts barrier and came towards them.
"boom--"
The martial arts barrier is broken.
"Puff..."
Among them, the seven tails were cut off by a sword and turned into seven furry tails falling down.
The demon girl vomited blood and screamed, flying back, her face as pale as paper.
At this moment, the terrifying golden sword light also disappeared.
Wangyue Well has also disappeared on its own.
Xin Zhuo fell below with exhaustion and dizziness all over his body.
Her long hair and white robe were blowing in the wind, and her eyes were blurry. Is this fucking experience worth it?
"Ahe!"
Zhao Yizhu was already in mid-air, looking panicked, and reached out to grab it.
However, the seriously injured demon girl in the sky was faster. She wrapped her bare hands lightly, and a snow-white sword appeared in her hands. With blood dripping all over her body, she rushed straight towards Xin Zhuo.
"puff--"
The long sword pierced Xin Zhuo's chest.
"You brat, you ruined my good deeds, and the changes in this world have all changed because of you——"
There was a trace of hatred on the charming face of the Third Holy Mother. She held a long sword in her hand and led Xin Zhuoshengsheng to rush down to the top of Fulong Peak, knocking away countless corpses.
"boom……"
After this long struggle, the entire Fulong Peak finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed completely.
Countless rocks rolled, countless tree debris flew, countless corpses rolled down, and the huge corpses of wild beasts were among them...
Mountains hundreds of meters high have collapsed into flat ground.
The scene was extremely messy.
Xin Zhuo and the witch
No trace.
"Ahe!"
Zhao Yizhu's long hair was flying, and he landed on the peak in a flash. The Yangshi Sanzhonghai came out with majestic force, digging into the rocks and soil like crazy.
"Woof woof..."
Xiao Huang dragged Ji Yu and ran over, scratching the ground anxiously.
"Disciple!"
"Junior brother!"
Liu Qingfeng, Chu Siniang, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, and Jiang Yuwei, who had just escaped from the control of the black-robed elder, fell into the cave-in and dug with all their strength!
However, at this time, not only the top of Fulong Peak collapsed, but also the mountains stretching for hundreds of miles in all directions collapsed.
Moreover, strange ripples of terrain formations were formed, making it difficult to carve out a piece of mountain soil several feet square, let alone digging.
"I was the one who caused your life, Xin Zhuo, wait for me!"
Some dirt was rubbed on Zhao Yizhu's fairy-like face, which made him look a little embarrassed. There was regret and determination in his expression. The long sword was unsheathed, passed through the air, and wiped towards his neck.
Only halfway through the stroke, Liu Qingfeng grabbed the blade of the sword and shouted angrily: "Master Yi, what are you going to do?"
"Because I am pedantic and my martial arts is different from his, I tried to lure him into the state of heaven and man, but in the end I ended up harming him!"
Zhao Yizhu's eyes were filled with tears, and he felt so anxious that he fainted on his back.
Su Liuli hugged her in a hurry, with tears streaming down her face: "Master, what should I do with my junior brother..."
Liu Qingfeng closed her eyes and burst into tears.
Maybe Xin Zhuo didn't even know how deep Yu Jianfeng's feelings were for him.
"Xin Zhuo..."
The remaining eighteen sects from all directions watched silently, with extremely complicated thoughts.
Today's battle will be unforgettable for many people!
Most people have heard of Xin Zhuo, a person from the Great Zhou Dynasty, a person from the day after tomorrow, who rose from the dust and made a big fuss in Kunxu City. He was the person who left a mark on the throne of the four sects and entered the Xuantian Sword Sect. He became powerful due to four major events. One of the Ten Swords of Ji Xuantian.
now,
He used his own strength, white clothes and long hair, to find his strongest opportunity with one sword and resolve the crisis of the Eighteen Sects!
How stunning is this?
It turns out that the original inscription on the throne should be here.
Soon, heavy snow fell on the Fulong Mountains.
There is a figure flying high in the sky in the distance, and the sound is heard in all directions——
"Xin Zhuo, a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, is outstanding and tops all other sects. With his Yangshi realm, he used a sword that defied heaven and chance to kill the evil sect. He is a talent from heaven. He should be the first to contribute to this battle!"
"In memory of Xin Zhuo, who was the first young master of the Xuantian Sword Sect, entered the Merit Hall of the Xuantian Sword Sect's ancestral temple, and will be incense-filled forever!"
…
"I was shocked. It's a pity that your sword was inserted crookedly! It didn't hit my heart. Are you angry?"
In the endless darkness, the Third Holy Mother grasped the hilt of the sword and led Xin Zhuo straight down.
The unparalleled face of the Three Holy Mothers was full of exhaustion and weakness, and her lips were like blood, dripping with traces of blood. She was suddenly disturbed by the weak voice below, her breath was disordered for a moment, and she almost fainted.
Xin Zhuo's whole body was numb and in great pain, and he couldn't muster any strength. He felt the delicate body of the Third Holy Mother falling on him and touching the sword. The sword wound was even more serious. He couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a deep sleep.
The last thought is, will we return to the land of suffering?
The two bodies fell silently into the endless abyss.
