"court death!"
The face of the swordsman disciple who was insulted suddenly became furious. A small meridians cultivator actually dared to insult him.
You must know that they are unique geniuses, and the glory they carry is tens of thousands of times heavier than ordinary people.
But today, as long as he kills Tang Ming, he can gain endless glory and enjoy the treatment respected by thousands of people.
"kill!"
Along with the deafening shouts, countless disciples instantly rushed in the direction of Tang Ming.
As long as you kill him, no matter what the cost, it will be worth it.
Looking at the crowd of people in front of him who looked like wild beasts, a sarcastic smile appeared on Tang Ming's lips.
I thought that possessing the fairy sword would give me the ability to protect myself, but I didn't expect that nothing seemed to change in the end.
But even so, Tang Ming still longed for a peaceful life.
In order to ensure such a future, we will not hesitate to pay the price of our lives.
He pulled out the fairy sword from the ground and put his hand on the blade. Under the gaze of everyone, Tang Ming cut his hand and blood instantly covered the entire sword body.
The Qinglian Fairy Sword also sensed this and began to absorb Tang Ming's blood essence crazily.
Looking at this scene, everyone's expressions instantly became serious.
An ominous omen enveloped all the swordsmen disciples.
When the blood blended into the fairy sword, the sword exploded with an even more dazzling luster.
I saw the Qinglian sword energy condensed together, erupting with a suffocating sense of oppression.
The sword energy of the Qinglian Fairy Sword exuded a king-like aura, and countless spiritual swords began to tremble as if they were affected by it.
"When the Immortal Sword comes out, all swords surrender!"
"Buzz!"
The sound of the scabbard shaking continued to sound, and all the kendo disciples who were encircling and suppressing saw this, and their expressions also changed.
"What happened? Why does my sword move on its own?"
"Is it because of the fairy sword?"
For a moment, there was some chaos in the scene. Everyone was holding down the sword in their hands to prevent it from moving. They did not notice at all that Tang Ming had gathered the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and prepared a killing move. .
He Qian, the only true spirit cultivator in the audience, seemed to sense a killing intent, and his expression suddenly became solemn.
Turning around, he saw that Tang Ming had pointed the sword blade at all the disciples.
"Oops, I didn't expect the fairy sword to have such ability."
Since He Qian was just a newly promoted elder, he did not participate in the mission to encircle and suppress Tang Ming that day. His strength and deeds were only heard about.
I originally thought that this kid was seriously injured and couldn't use his hidden strength, so I thought of catching him to make a difference. I didn't expect that the other party actually had this skill.
At this moment, even the moves he had gathered began to become unstable due to the movement of the spiritual sword.
It was as if this spiritual sword had gained its own consciousness and began to resist fighting Tang Ming, unwilling to obey his orders at all.
Seeing that the cyan sword energy has condensed into an entity.
He Qian secretly screamed that something was wrong.
As the other party said before, when the immortal sword comes out, all swords will surrender.
"Go to hell!"
As the words fell, countless sword energy stabbed at the swordsman saint.
Originally, they could use their sword energy to block, but now they can't even pull out their swords, let alone use anything to block them.
In an instant, all the disciples were pierced through their bodies and died tragically on the way to encircle and suppress Tang Ming.
Seeing that the disciples who had followed him in front of him were now left with only a pile of broken arms and remains, He Qian's face instantly turned cold.
If the headmaster blames him, his head may not be safe.
"Tang Ming, you must die today!"
Even if the other party has a fairy sword, it may not be able to make up for the gap in cultivation. He and Tang Ming straddle two major levels.
No matter how powerful the fairy sword is, it cannot reverse the current situation.
"Holy Spirit Slash!"
With one drink, the sword energy with the aura of the Holy Spirit slashed down instantly.
Looking at the other party, who had already taken action, Tang Ming had a meaningful smile on his lips.
"I already said that Wan Jian surrenders, why can't you understand?"
After saying that, he turned the hilt of the sword, and a green lotus bloomed instantly, like a wrapping force, swallowing the holy sword energy into the heart of the flower.
And all the spiritual power converted from the sword energy entered the body of the Qinglian Fairy Sword.
Such a scene shocked He Qian.
"Impossible. Why was the sword energy I slashed out absorbed?"
Tang Ming glanced coldly, "Didn't I tell you already? When the Immortal Sword comes out, all swords will surrender!"
After the words fell, Tang Ming's figure flashed instantly, and in just one breath, he had already arrived in front of the other party.
"Go to hell!"
The low whisper rang in his ears, as if he had been sentenced to death.
"Pfft!"
The sword blade pierced the opponent's chest, and the elder who taught him in the Holy Land of Kendo died here.
A mighty encirclement and suppression battle finally came to an end.
After doing all this, Tang Ming was finally able to take a short rest.
Just when he was about to take a rest, the Qinglian Holy Sword made a faint sword sound.
"The swordsman disciples and elders are all dead, why is there a sword cry?"
Tang Ming hesitated slightly, but there had never been any mistakes with the fairy sword, so he had no choice but to stand up and look around.
However, no one was found.
"What... Even the predictions of fairy swords are sometimes wrong..."
Tang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly closed his eyes due to excessive exertion.
"puff!"
A cold sword instantly penetrated his chest.
The severe pain made him open his eyes, but the other person was behind him and he couldn't see his face clearly.
"Who are you?!" Tang Ming vomited blood and desperately wanted to see his face.
However, the other party didn't say much, but directly drew the sword blade.
Tang Ming, who was already seriously injured, finally fell to the ground after suffering such heavy injuries.
Under the dark night, Tang Ming wanted to see his face clearly, but his eyelids were too heavy and he finally closed his eyes.
Under the night, the figure that emerged was Gu Yuanqing.
He was also the messenger behind the plan for this siege.
He looked at Tang Ming, who was already lifeless, with a bit of disdain on his lips.
"I thought the descendant of Immortal Sword could be so powerful, but now it seems like he's just mediocre..."
After saying that, he picked up the fairy sword that fell on the ground.
Looking at the inherited treasure that even Wan Chutian couldn't get, Gu Yuanqing's mouth showed a somewhat contemptuous smile.
"If such a treasure belongs to me, why should I leave it to others?"
But just when he decided to put this treasure in his pocket, Tang Ming, who was already lifeless, suddenly opened his eyes.
The only difference was that a cyan light appeared in his eyes.
Looking at Tang Ming who suddenly pretended to be a corpse, Gu Yuanqing's expression suddenly changed in fright.
Before he could react, Tang Ming had already taken back the fairy sword and hit him on the shoulder.
"ah!"
A scream sounded.
Gu Yuanqing hurriedly used escape skills to escape, fearing that this guy would continue to pursue him.
On the other hand, Tang Ming was like a walking zombie at the moment, without any consciousness at all.
He just repeated Tang Rou's name over and over again.
"Tang Rou, Tang Rou, where are you?"
"Brother, I'm coming to find you now!"
