Wu Kuang exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief.
It seemed that this was absolutely impossible.
Ying Ziye asked curiously, "Do you know this person?"
"heard about it."
Seeing Ying Ziye's inquiry, Wu Kuang shook his head and said: "The Strange Sword Immortal Zhao Xuanzhen, hundreds of years ago, entered the Zhixuan at the age of thirty, and entered the Celestial Elephant at the age of forty..."
"He can be said to be the fifth strongest person in the art of swordsmanship!"
"But later, because he provoked countless enemies, he was besieged by hundreds of first-level and above strong men, and dozens of people died before he was finally seriously injured and sunk in the East China Sea!"
Master Xiaomeng's eyes flashed, and he fell into deep thought, and asked: "Didn't he die from serious injuries and sank into the sea? Why is he still alive?"
"Then there's no way of knowing."
Wu Kuang was also puzzled.
Ying Ziye looked at Zhao Xuanzhen, who was standing in the void with overwhelming power and massacre.
"I didn't expect to lure such old monsters out!"
"But now that we're here! Let's fight!"
"Here!"
Yuan Tiangang, Sweeping Monk, Hou Qing and others responded one after another.
At this time, there is no time to worry about destroying Tian Hu, he is just a small role.
The most important life and death enemy is Zhao Xuanzhen, the leader of the Seven Kills Sect!
At this time, Zhao Xuanzhen suppressed countless peasant disciples in the audience. With one sword blow, even if everyone tried to run away and try to escape, they suffered heavy casualties.
Ying Ziye stepped on the void and stepped forward to greet him.
Green snake with two sleeves!
boom!
Two phantoms of dragons and snakes swallowed up the sword shadow, but it also shattered inch by inch.
"Ah!"
Zhao Xuanzhen chuckled, looked down at Ying Ziye, and wrote lightly: "Is this the Eighth Young Master?"
His voice was full of nonchalance, as if he was dealing with just ordinary people.
"good!"
Ying Ziye stepped on the void, and the leaves under him turned into long dragons, lifting them up to the same height as Zhao Xuanzhen.
There was a trace of interest in Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes, and he praised: "The Eighth Young Master has a wonderful idea to have such a clever way to walk in the void."
"but……"
As soon as his voice changed, the life breath of the powerful superior was released.
Majestic!
Ying Ziye instantly felt the force of a natural enemy, suppressing him in his bones.
I want him to surrender and kneel down!
"snort!"
Ying Ziye snorted coldly, his momentum exploded, and his powerful aura was released.
Although not as good as Zhao Xuanzhen, he is not as embarrassed as the peasant disciples.
Under the huge pressure, even though his shoulders seemed to bear the weight of the mountain and his body fell heavily, he still managed not to bend his spine at all.
Ying Ziye looked directly at Zhao Xuanzhen with burning eyes and said in a deep voice: "As a Chinese citizen, why do you want to associate with the South Vietnamese barbarians?"
However, Zhao Xuanzhen had no intention of answering.
Instead, a sword was raised and pointed at him.
"Master!"
Sweeping monk, Yuan Tiangang, Jian Jiu, Hou Qing, Ying Gou, Master Xiaomeng, the Zhu family, Dianqing, etc. came one after another, came to Ying Ziye, and faced Zhao Xuanzhen with him.
Under the endless pressure, even they were a little frightened and had to treat it with caution.
Seeing everyone arriving, Ying Ziye breathed a sigh of relief, as the pressure on him was relieved a lot.
Zhao Xuanzhen did not stop them, he just accumulated the power of his sword, glanced lightly, and said leisurely: "Ants are just ants after all, are you ready to die?"
As the words fell, the Infinite Sword rose up!
In the void, countless huge swords were lingering with tribulation energy, penetrating and killing.
The tribulation energy shook, and the void was shattered.
It's sharp and sharp, but it's not close yet.
Ying Ziye and Hou Qing felt their eyes sting.
kill!
Sword Nine Six long swords float in the void, Sword Nine—six thousand miles!
Mountains and rivers, thousands of miles away, are all contained in this sword!
He moved towards Zhao Xuanzhen and suppressed him mightily.
However, the boundless sword curtain fell, the endless sword tribulations rotated, and the tribulation energy destroyed everything.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters with catkins, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away are stained with blood.
Six thousand miles destroyed inch by inch!
Under the sword curtain, it turned into nothingness.
Even the huge long sword hit Jian Jiu.
The power is heavy and difficult to defeat.
Six of Swords!
The Six Paths of Jiazi lock reincarnation.
The ninety-six swords were thrown out, turning into a sword array and connecting to the void in front of him, activating the aura of heaven and earth, turning into the power of reincarnation, and evolving into six phantoms.
In the sword formation, the power of six phantom reincarnations circulated, and the boundless long sword pierced through, and was destroyed and broken inch by inch by the six swords.
boom!
The void exploded.
Jian Jiu was lifted up by the huge impact, and his whole body was stinging as if his skeleton was falling apart.
"too strong!"
Even as an enemy, he couldn't help but praise him.
His eyes were full of horror.
Master Xiaomeng looked cold as he killed Zhao Xuanzhen.
As he walked over step by step, every inch of the void around him was filled with pure energy, turning into black and white.
The sky and the earth are eclipsed!
A repulsive force surged, trying to push Zhao Xuanzhen out of the world and not allow him to exist in this world.
Boom!
The sky thundered, and the boundless wind and clouds gathered, blocking the night sky.
The sky and the earth were pitch black, with only the various divine flowers and spiritual rays intertwining and shining, and the thunder breaking through the sky, illuminating the night.
A silver-white thunderbolt crossed the sky and struck Zhao Xuanzhen.
At the same time, Master Xiaomeng’s figure moved.
Be like the light!
Together with its light and its dust, it seems as if it exists, changing its shape and position.
In an instant, it covered a distance of more than a hundred feet, and Qiuli's long sword carried the boundless power of heaven and earth, swirling endlessly, turning into a huge vortex of wind and clouds, and slashed towards Zhao Xuanzhen's neck.
A thousand rivers of autumn water, my heart is like still water!
"Ah!"
Zhao Xuanzhen chuckled lightly and said, "Yes, you are very talented in martial arts at a young age, and you are even more amazing and talented than I was back then."
"However, a genius who dies young has no future!"
The words are over.
The boundless sword curtain kills Master Xiaomeng again.
However, his figure did not move at all, but disappeared instantly and appeared behind Master Xiaomeng.
Kill with one sword!
Boom!
Thunder and lightning struck his body and fell on the long sword. However, after withstanding such a powerful attack, Zhao Xuanzhen's whole body flashed with lightning, but no trace of damage was seen.
He was indifferent, and his sword power was not disturbed at all.
"careful!"
The sweeping monk reminded him loudly, and at the same time he went to kill him.
Yuan Tiangang also moved with it.
Master Xiaomeng felt the powerful force behind him and wanted to turn around, but his speed was simply incomparable to Zhao Xuanzhen.
Time flies!
The sweeping monk takes action brazenly, using his strength to turn the enemy's offensive into a counterattack against the enemy or others.
Zhao Xuanzhen immediately noticed that the long sword encountered a rebound force, and seemed to be about to counterattack, and the long sword buzzed.
However, with a tremor in his hand, the influence of the Star Shift was immediately dissipated.
Continue to kill Master Xiaomeng.
At the same time, Yuan Tiangang reached out and grabbed Master Xiaomeng, flying him away from the attack.
bass!
The long sword failed, and the endless sword energy was released in the void.
The three of them were covered in Gang Qi and were slashed by the endless sword Qi. There was a roar, and the spiritual lights collapsed one after another.
Poof!
Master Xiaomeng's robe was torn, and his sleeves and arms were cut by the sword energy.
Wisps of tribulation energy eroded, and the wounds turned black.
She couldn't help but frown, her energy and blood rushed away, and wisps of calamity energy overflowed, but they were indelible.
The heaven and earth turned pale and added to itself, and a powerful force of repulsion from heaven and earth circulated, dispelling the calamity.
"Two land gods!"
Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes narrowed and he exclaimed in surprise. He couldn't help but admired: "The Eighth Young Master has a good trick. He actually has two land gods who are loyal to him."
"It's just that there are high and low gods on land!"
"They are no match for me!"
His voice was leisurely and carefree, and even Yuan Tiangang and the sweeping monk were not taken seriously by him.
He took one step forward and attacked Ying Ziye.
"Eighth Young Master, come and fight me!"
