Chapter 1502 Killing the Sword Gate

Style: Romance Author: pig climbing treeWords: 2328Update Time: 24/02/20 12:26:55
The sky is dim, the north wind is howling, the bleakness of the autumn killings has not completely dissipated, and life is extinct.

Even the rich smell of blood was covered up by the murderous atmosphere. If it weren't for the female corpse lying quietly next to Qin Fan, it would have been as if everything had never happened.

Erha lay on the ground with his head drooped, and Jie Ling lay directly on the ground, with his head resting on Erha's soft belly.

It only took Qin Fan half a day to wake up.

When he woke up, the sky and the earth were roaring, thunderclouds were rolling, and there was even the sound of the Great Dao Fairy coming from the nine heavens, so faint and almost inaudible.

An indescribable aura circulated around his body, like the vigorous vitality of winter and the coming of spring, and the vitality of the green mountains.

"Successful!" World Spirit climbed up and looked at Qin Fan in surprise.

Qin Fan nodded expressionlessly, turned around and picked up the cold body of the woman on the ground, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"Let's go!"

World Spirit asked: "Where to go?"

Qin Fan looked at the huge mountain towering into the clouds in the distance, as if it was suspended in mid-air.

There is the headquarters of Jianmen, Xuankong Mountain.

"Go to Jianmen."

World Spirit was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a moment: "Why are we going to Jianmen?"

Qin Fan just had a big battle with the ninth elder of Jianmen, and now he takes the initiative to run to Jianmen. Isn't this looking for death?

Qin Fan stood up with his sword and left two words: "Kill."

The world spirit was stunned for a while, and then shouted: "Brother, wait for me."

Hanging Mountain, Jianmen Headquarters.

The mountain, which is almost as high as the sky, seems to have been slashed halfway up the mountain. From a distance, the entire mountain seems to be in a suspended state.

The terrain of this mountain is steep, with steep peaks and ridges, and it is inaccessible.

But the top of Hanging Mountain is a very flat open land.

This is the Guangmingding of Jianmen and the mountain gate of Jianmen.

There are a total of five halls on Guangmingding, occupying the five directions of east, west, south, north, and middle, which coincide with Wu Xing's number. They are connected by many small buildings in the middle. They are large in scale and majestic.

The gate is made of two huge white jade stone pillars carved into stone swords hanging upside down. It only has the shape of a door, and there is no so-called door at all.

However, even if there is no door, few people can enter here.

Outside the mountain gate, Qin Fan stood in the void holding the woman's body.

Next to him was the world spirit riding on Erha's back.

"Brother, there is a barrier." World Spirit glanced at the two stone swords and said.

Qin Fan thought, and the sword embryo immediately floated in front of him: "Go!"

Qin Fan shouted low, and the sword body turned into a five-color divine light and slashed straight towards the door.

boom!

With one strike of the sword, the sword gate barrier was destroyed.

Seeing this scene, World Spirit was almost dumbfounded.

"Brother, has your strength returned to the Nascent Soul realm?"

"Yes." Qin Fan nodded and flew down.

"Who dares to break into my sword gate!"

Two disciples in white quickly rushed out and stood in the middle of the gate, scolding Qin Fan.

Qin Fan's voice was cold: "Hand over the third prince of the demon clan and your ninth elder, or I will wash the Jianmen with blood."

The two disciples couldn't help but sneered coldly when they saw that Qin Fan was two years younger than them but he was talking such big words.

"Hmph, where did this ignorant brat come from? He dares to act wild in Jianmen. Are you tired of living?"

What answered them was Qin Fan's terrifying sword.

boom!

A stroke of sword energy directly swept away the two young men, vomiting blood and flying back. If Qin Fan had not shown mercy, the two men would have been chopped into two pieces.

At this time, the two finally understood Qin Fan's terror, and their faces turned pale with fear.

A disciple suddenly took out a small white jade sword and crushed it violently.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light shot into the sky.

"Enemy attack!"

The two disciples shouted hysterically and called their fellow disciples.

Qin Fan didn't stop him. Since he dared to come, he had already made plans to deal with the entire Jianmen.

His strength has returned to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Even if he can't defeat him, he can still escape with the speed of his sword.

Qin Fan did not wait for everyone from Jianmen to come over, but took the initiative to enter Jianmen.

The two disciples watched him pass by, but did not stop him.

Qin Fan's strength was beyond what they could stop.

As soon as he walked from the gate to the square, more than a dozen disciples in white were already flying from all directions, immediately surrounding Qin Fan.

"Who are you? Dare to break into my sword gate!"

One of the middle-aged men shouted.

Qin Fan still said the same thing: "Hand over the third prince of the demon clan and your ninth elder, or I will cleanse the Jianmen with blood today."

"What a shameless talk! Who do you think you are? How dare you say such big talk!"

"Kill him. Anyone who insults the Sword Sect will die!"

All the Jianmen disciples were furious and cursed one after another.

The middle-aged man who spoke first waved his hand: "Catch them alive!"

"Yes, senior brother!"

More than a dozen disciples immediately took out their long swords and attacked Qin Fan one after another.

Various sword energies soared into the sky like fountains. Most of these people were in the realm of gods, and there were two golden elixirs.

Sword cultivators are known for their offensive skills. The momentum generated by these dozen sword cultivators when they attack together is extraordinary.

"drink!"

More than a dozen sword energies attacked Qin Fan together.

Qin Fan was still holding the woman's body, but he just held it with one hand, and the dozens of sword energy that attacked him disappeared directly.

"Ah, what's going on?"

This hand directly shocked everyone.

Qin Fan's clenched palm suddenly loosened, and the dozens of sword energy that had just disappeared suddenly rebounded, killing their respective masters.

The disciples were not paying attention for a moment, and were hit one after another, and fell into a large area.

The middle-aged man looked shocked: "One blow injured more than a dozen elite disciples of my Jianmen Sect. It has been hundreds of years and it has never happened before!"

He threw the long sword into the air and held the sword hand in his hand. The long sword seemed to have spiritual power and stabbed Qin Fan directly.

If Qin Fan hadn't just thought about avenging that woman at this moment, he might have praised his sword-controlling skills for being able to enter the palace.

Qin Fan's eyes were like lightning, and a five-color divine light met the middle-aged man's flying sword.

choke!

The middle-aged man's flying sword was directly broken into several pieces, his life flying sword was destroyed, and he himself was seriously injured and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

All the disciples of the Sword Sect were stunned. Where did this fierce man come from? Not only did they get rid of them with one move, but even their senior brother did it with one move!

You must know that the senior brother is in the sect, and his strength is only inferior to those of the elders. In the practice world of the Northern Territory, he can be considered a master.

The middle-aged man himself was also horrified. He was already at the late stage of Jin Dan, but he couldn't even sustain a move under Qin Fan.

Qin Fan walked forward slowly and glanced at everyone coldly: "So far, no one in charge has come out. Do they have to kill you before they are willing to come forward?"

Qin Fan's face showed undisguised murderous intent, and the sword embryo flew directly towards the Jianmen disciples on the ground.

When the tip of the sword was pressed against the middle-aged man's throat, an old cry finally came: "Stop!"

An old man in gray robes came flying through the void.

With a roar, it landed in the square.

When the disciples saw this man, they were immediately overjoyed: "Third Elder, this kid came to Jianmen to cause trouble, you must not let him go lightly!"