[Chapter 428] Young Master Tian's Sword (Part 2)

When Xuantian went to the station, there was a burst of energy rushing into the sky. ()

The spirit shot went straight up, like a sharp blade. At first glance, it seemed that there was a huge sword floating above Xuan Tian's head, which was extremely frightening.

This is a phenomenon that can only occur for strong people who have a deep understanding of kendo.

The larger and longer the sword shape of the spirit energy on the head, it means that the swordsman's understanding of the sword is deeper at night. The sword shape of the spirit energy of Xuantian is no less inferior than that of the tenth-tier powerhouse.

However, everyone could see that Xuantian's breath was released, that Xuantian's cultivation was only at the fifth level of the realm.

The five-tiered cultivation base of the ground-level realm can release the essence and sword shape that can only be released by the ten-level strongest of the ground-level realm. All the strong are shocked: this handsome young man must have reached a very high level of understanding of sword intent. Realm.

"Shao Tian--!" Mu Qingchen's surprise came.

He quickly rushed to Mu Qingjie's side and helped Mu Qingjie up: "Brother, how are you?"

Mu Qingjie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head: "I'm fine, but mother and she...!"

As he said, Mu Qingjie's eyes were reddish, tears appeared, and they fell into Yin Xiyong's hands, but life is better than death.

"Little Valley Lord!" The remaining strong men in Wanchungu all ran to Mu Qingchen and Mu Qingjie's side, and fell to their knees together: "I waited for nothing, and failed to keep Madam. After this battle, Ning Everything is punished."

Mu Qingchen gritted his teeth and helped everyone up, "No wonder you, if your mother is unpredictable, waiting for the father to leave the customs, only the Yin Luozong will be washed in blood to avenge this revenge."

"You don't need to be discouraged. Since I'm a guest in Wanchun Valley, the affairs of Wanchun Valley today are mine. While I am here, Mrs. Gu can't take it away."

Xuantian looked back at the two brothers Mu Qingchen and Mu Qingjie, and then walked step by step towards the powerful men of Yin Luozong.

The eyes of the powerful Yinluo Sect and several people in black were on Xuantian.

Although it was only one person, the powerful people felt that there seemed to be a giant sword that cut through the world and drew closer to them.

A powerful man of the Yinluo Sect with the seventh level came out, stopped in front of Xuantian, and said solemnly: "Young man, where are you from? This is my grudge between Yinluo Sect and Wanchungu, you Don't get involved."

Xuantian was young and seemed to be only seventeen years old, but he had five levels of cultivation bases in the ground level. Even among the superpowers of the Divine Land, he could be called a genius disciple.

Yin Luozong was afraid that Xuantian had a big background, so he talked about it. Otherwise, Xuantian killed the nephew of Yinluo Sect Master with a single sword, and Yin Luozong had already taken care of Xuantian's surname. It was cut.

"My name is Tianshao, you don't care where I come from, you let the lady of the valley master, and then get out of the Ten Thousand Spring Valley, I will naturally not intervene in the grievances between you." Xuantian kept walking and continued to Go ahead.

Xuantian didn’t want his news to go out. Although this was a place outside the desertification of the Western Regions, there might not be no warriors here to communicate with other places in Shenzhou. Therefore, Xuantian not only didn’t say his full name, let alone “Beichen” Pavilion'.

Shenzhou Dadi has so many names with the word ‘天’ in it. Even if the name of ‘Shao Tian’ spreads, the warriors of Shenzhou Dadi may not be able to think of Xuantian.

However, if it is known that'Tian Shao' came from'Beichen Pavilion', then there will definitely be a large number of people who will think of Xuantian and'Tian Shao' going together.

"Young Master Tian? Your swordsmanship is good, but the old man has never heard of the name." The seventh-tier strong man in the Yinluo Sect realm smiled grimly. Seeing that Xuantian hadn't reported any scary origins, his voice was killing. The mind increased sharply: "Listening to what you said, you must drip this muddy water, huh! Dare to offend my Yin Luozong, and make you die."

As soon as the voice fell, this seven-layer powerhouse immediately shot.

Bang bang bang bang ——

In his fingertips, the seven-tiered powerhouse in the stratum realm continuously shot hundreds of palms, and displayed a set of very powerful palms.

"Qianshan return to Yuanzhang!" The old man shouted loudly.

The palm prints taken by the old man are like mountains, and the palm prints are photographed one after another, overlapping, endless, like a thousand mountains covering the top.

The palm seals and mountain seals are densely packed in the void, and Xuantian photographed them from all directions.

Thousands of mountains return to Yuanzhang, a high-grade martial arts skill, this old man has cultivated extremely fiercely, with hundreds of palm prints shot between his fingers. When attacking the enemy, thousands of mountains will return to one, and thousands of palm prints will merge into one. A huge mountain crushed the opponent into mud.

The most powerful thing about this set of martial arts is that at the moment when the mountains are unified, the power increases by a thousand times, and the attack will become very terrifying.

However, this set of martial arts has one disadvantage. Before Qianshan was unified, although the palm prints were densely packed and overlapped, in fact, because one is divided into a thousand, each palm print does not have much power. Shan Guiyi, there is basically no threat to opponents in the same realm.

Xuantian's eyes flashed, his eyes sharpened countless times since he opened the third eye pupil, and he has to look much more carefully at everything. Although the naked eye can't see through the falsehood, but for the moves Weaknesses are easy to spot.

In an instant, Xuantian could see that the dense palm prints seemed turbulent, but in reality they were more imaginary than they were. Breaking through this palm print was just before his thousand palm prints were unified.

Huh——!

The light of the first-class sword in Xuan Tian's hand bursts, and the dazzling sword light suddenly shoots in all directions.

All the sword lights are traces of sword marks pierced by Xuantian.

Xuantian raised his speed to the limit. In an instant, he pierced hundreds of thousands of swords in all directions, and the sword light shot in all directions, like bright fireworks suddenly blooming.

Although the palm prints taken by the old man of Yin Luozong were densely packed and overlapped, they were stabbed by sword light, but they disappeared like dream bubbles in an instant.

Xuantian's sword, radiant and cold in all directions, completely broke through the old Luozong's "Thousand Mountains Return to Yuan Palm".

Suddenly, thousands of sword lights were collected and merged into one, and Xuantian collected the sword and stabbed the old man of Yin Luozong.

call out--!

The dazzling sword light shot forward like a ray of light, piercing the elder Yin Luozong's eyebrows.

The elder Yin Luozong was still using the'Thousand Mountains Return to the Origin Palm'. He never expected that Xuantian's sword speed could be so fast that his palm could be completely broken with a single sword, and he made a counterattack in an instant. The sword light flashed to Yin Luozong's eyes.

Wow!

The cold hair of the old man Yin Luozong exploded, and a chill rose from the tail of his spine, and instantly reached the top of his head, causing him to sweat in an instant.

At this moment, the elder Yin Luozong experienced what is the line of life and death, and was shocked.

Retire! The figure of the Yin Luozong old man burst out!

The sword light was already in front of him, and there was no time to stop it. The Yin Luozong old man could only escape this sword by retreating.

However, when is the speed of Xuantian's sword stabbing so fast, how can the Yin Luozong elder retreat in a panic, how can he be able to reach the speed of this sword extremely.

The figure of the elder Yin Luozong just moved, and the void in his stool was bloody, and the sword in Xuantian's hand had already pierced the elder Yin Luozong's forehead.

Xuantian's sword pierced an inch into Yin Luozong's eyebrows and stopped moving forward. Only one inch was enough to destroy the spirit of Yin Luozong's old man and let him die.

The fierce sword glow penetrated the back half of the head of the old man of Yin Luozong, causing the blood to burst out from behind his head.

With the inertia of the retreat, the body of the elder Yin Luozong retreated a few meters before falling to the ground. His eyebrows were pierced, his mental thoughts were destroyed, his life was lost, and there was no elixir in the world to cure him.

However, although the old man of Yinluo Zong had already been extinguished, his body was still very vigorous, and he did not die completely. The corpse on the ground was still instinctively twitching slightly.

However, no one cared about the twitching of the Yin Luozong old man at this moment, but was shocked by Xuantian's swordsmanship.

One sword! Another sword!

Yin Xieyuan, who had previously been slashed by Xuan Tian with a single sword, had only the fourth level of cultivation in the realm.

However, at this moment, the old man killed by Xuantian with a sword was the second master of Yin Luozong besides Yin Qiuyong, and a great elder with seven levels of cultivation.

There are three realms between the two, and there is a world of difference in strength.

However, under Xuantian's sword, without exception, only one sword was killed in seconds.

"Young Master Tian's sword! It is so terrible!"

At this moment, whether it was Wanchungu, Yin Luozong, or those people in black, there was a chill in their hearts, shocked.

With the cultivation base of the fifth level of the ground level, he easily killed the seventh level of the ground level with a single sword. The strength of Xuantian exceeded the expectations of the strong.

Especially for the sword in Xuantian's hand, the powerful people are even more afraid.

The same sword, in the eyes of other warriors, even if it can improve its strength, it is also limited, but it is so terrifying in the hands of Xuantian.

The scene turned into silence again, and all the strong men were shocked by Xuantian's sword.

However, after the shock, there was a burst of cheers on Wanchungu's side, while Yin Luozong's side was still shocked, his face was deep and ugly.

Xuantian killed the great elder of Yinluo Sect with a sword His eyes were like a sword, and he stared at Yin Qiuyong, the master of Yinluo Sect: "Let go of Mrs. Gu!"

The people of Xuantian are like swords, their momentum is like a sword, and their voice is like a sword. Every move has a sharp killing aura. The sword is like a person, and the person is like a sword.

Yin Qiuyong's pale face is now even whiter, almost bloodless, he said coldly: "Boy, no one has ever dared to threaten this seat like this. If you dare to take a step forward, I will strip off the clothes. Show a picture of erotica in front of people, so that all of you can see with your own eyes, this is screaming under the hips of this seat!"

"If you dare to move, you can cut your left hand, I cut your left hand, your right hand, I cut your right hand, you move both hands, I cut your hands at the same time, your tongue moves, I cut your head, your body Move, I will cut you in half!"

Xuantian's voice was cold and murderous, staring at Yin Qiuyong, saying word by word.

Boom——! Yin Qiuyong seemed to have broken a glass bottle in his heart, and his body was shocked and his color changed in amazement. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start (qidian). Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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