Not only Zhuo Yingkang, but Ying Shaodian looked at Zheng Ming's gaze, and they all gritted their teeth, you must know that what Ying Shaodian has always shown is a tolerant and generous appearance!

"Senior brother, what do you say is the situation of this kid......? How could there be so much sword intent in his body!" The young man standing behind Zhen Xuanzi asked with an incredible face, "What is the situation?"

"Senior brother, to be honest, I don't understand a little, according to the records of our sect's classics, a person's physique, it is already good to be able to stimulate a sword intent, this kid has inspired six realms just now, it is really ......" Zhen Xuanzi wanted to find a word to describe the current situation, but he couldn't find it for a while.

"Then senior brother, do you guess he can put another one?" the young man looked at Zheng Ming and asked in a low voice.

Zhen Xuanzi pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head and said: "If it were someone else, I think there would definitely be none, but this person really can't see through it!"

"Flying Immortal Body, it turned out to be a Flying Immortal Body, it's a pity, this Flying Immortal Body is too weak, no, it should be an incomplete Flying Immortal Body, no wonder my Flying Immortal Sword, now I don't listen to me, it turns out to be a Flying Immortal Body!"

Zhu Xinrong looked at Zheng Ming with wide eyes, and muttered in his mouth. As the previous generation owner of the Flying Immortal Sword, she naturally knew a lot about the situation of the Flying Immortal Sword.

She knew better that although she was the owner of the Flying Immortal Sword, in fact, the best owner of the Flying Immortal Sword was a person with the Flying Immortal Body.

The reason why she was able to be selected by the Flying Immortal Sword was not only because her own qualifications were somewhat similar to the Flying Immortal Body, but also because she had the Sword Bead at that time.

Old Ghost Zuo sighed and said, "This kid is really surprising, but it's a pity." The road is difficult. Cultivation requires specialization. This kid's situation is a little hard to say in kendo in the future!"

Zhu Xinrong didn't look down on Zheng Ming for 10,000, but at this moment he couldn't help but say: "It's a pity." ”

Just as the two were talking, another ray of light shot straight into the sky. Seeing this light, the old ghost Zuo exclaimed: "I didn't expect that this kid still has it!"

But then. He looked at the others, because the light was too bright and too imposing.

The general sword intent, the sword light soaring into the sky is very remarkable, but this sword intent suddenly rushed up to a hundred zhang.

Soaring to the sky, the sword shines on the world.

The silver-white sword light made the whole world quiet, under the sword mound. With this sword light, it slowly trembled.

Dazzling silver-white sword light. At the moment when the force was overwhelming, it suddenly shattered, and this light made people more and more unable to open their eyes.

When everything in front of many people's eyes returned to normal, they found that what appeared in front of their eyes were one hundred and eight stars as big.

These stars cover an area of hundreds of miles, and between the movements of each star, there seems to be a mysterious mystery of heaven and earth.

And Zhuo Yingkang, who was originally parallel to everyone, at the moment when the one hundred and eight stars appeared, his sword plate was directly raised by a hundred feet. Zhuo Yingkang, who is under the one hundred and eight stars, is like a son of God, shining in heaven and earth.

"Da Luo Xingdou, this is Da Luo Xingdou!" Zhu Xinrong's voice was a little hoarse, and she looked at the moving stars excitedly, as if she saw her own child.

Cen Yuezhu clenched her hands tightly, she was also excited, after all, Zhuo Yingkang was the person she found, and Zhuo Yingkang actually had such an extraordinary move at this moment, which meant that his status in the sect would definitely have a huge leap.

As long as Zhuo Yingkang gets the Hongyan Divine Sword, there will only be her Cen Yuezhu's voice left in this Burial Sword Palace, and Li Qiuran will have no way to fight with herself.

Li Qiuran's face also showed a hint of a smile, she didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the Da Luo Xingdou who occupied the sky.

"Although Zheng Ming's fireworks are very pleasing, compared to the sword intent of this Da Luo Starry Sky, it is really not a little bit worse!" said a disciple of the Burial Sword Palace with envy in his voice.

"But it's not, fortunately, I didn't let Zheng Ming go up to the Burial Sword Palace on behalf of us, otherwise our Burial Sword Palace would be in trouble this time. ”

"Tsk, his six sword intents, even if he can get six swords from the sword mound, what is the use?

"Yes, the sword is red-faced, it is a first-class divine weapon, according to the legend, it can not only automatically protect the master, but also under the urging, it can also be used by the sword!"

Zhuo Yingkang, who was standing in the void, naturally couldn't hear these noisy discussions below, but the feeling of him standing proudly in the void made him feel extremely comfortable in his heart.

At this moment, he almost had the urge to look up to the sky and shout, he wanted to tell all the people in heaven and earth that this was what he wanted!

However, when his eyes fell on Ying Shaodian, who was still standing indifferently on the sword plate, the look on his face involuntarily flashed a trace of unhappiness.

This win Shaodian, at this time, has not yet revealed his sword intent, this ...... Could this kid be able to surpass himself?

Half a quarter of an hour later, one hundred and eight big stars turned into a string of silver rays and directly sank into the most central position of the sword mound.

And the sword shrine that was already shaking constantly, with the flying of this one hundred and eight Daluo sword stars, it calmed down in an instant.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, the Divine Sword Hongyan is yours, and our disciples of the Burial Sword Palace all support you!" A roar suddenly sounded from among the disciples of the Burial Sword Palace.

It was a female disciple under Cen Yuezhu's sect who shouted this, and with her sycophant, most of the disciples of the Burial Sword Palace were boiling.

Most of them knew about this catastrophe in their sect, and many of them were intoxicated by the starry sky that shrouded the heavens and the earth.

As for those division commanders of the Burial Sword Palace, they had no intention of stopping these shouts, because the Supreme Elder, who was the strongest person in the Burial Sword Palace, did not stop them, and they naturally would not make enemies with Zhuo Yingkang.

In the future, Zhuo Yingkang will become the ruler of the Burial Sword Palace, if he is hated by Zhuo Yingkang because of these subsections, it is really impossible to get it.

While cheering Zhuo Ying up, someone even said to Zheng Ming: "The one who set off the fireworks, did you see it, this is the real sword intent, this is the real genius, Da Luo Xingdou, suppress the void!"

"Hongyan Divine Sword, it's Senior Brother Zhuo's, where you are still cool, go and hide!"

"Yes, don't be embarrassed here, the impure sword body is only a shame, hahaha!"

Zheng Ming looked at the crowd shouting below, and just smiled coldly, he didn't have the heart to meet this group of people who were in a hurry to shoot Zhuo Ying's ass, he was waiting, waiting for that cold current, if he could bring him any more surprises.

It's a pity that although the cold current is constantly circulating in his body, he can no longer feel anything converging towards the cold current.

It seems that he should use the young nameless, but he doesn't know what kind of vision will appear in the Heavenly Sword that can cause Ten Thousand Swords to surrender.

Open the toolbar of the hero card stored in your heart, and make sure to click on the young nameless, that is, in an instant, the young nameless card will turn into a golden light.

At this moment, a crimson sword light suddenly rose, and this crimson sword light rushed into the sky, dyeing the surrounding sky into a red in an instant.

Under this sword light, almost everyone felt the scorching, the torment, and a kind of broad madness.

The red sword light rushed up three hundred zhang, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and rushing straight to the bullfight!

Under this red sword light, Ying Shaodian's body rose rapidly, ten zhang, one hundred zhang, just in the blink of an eye, he had already surpassed Zhuo Yingkang.

The huge red light condensed into a red sun in the void, shining on all things in heaven and earth.

The sun is boundless, the sun is shining, the sun is endless!

Win Shaodian is under the sun, like a god like a Buddha, extremely sacred, controlling heaven and earth. Under the light of this red sun, the huge sword shrine all let out a wail.

Yes, it's a wail, a trembling wail!

"This ...... This is the vision of the Great Sun, how can this vision appear in the world, how can it appear in the ......" Zhu Xinrong at this moment completely lost the calmness just now, and her voice was full of trembling.

Zuo Old Ghost looked at Ying Shaodian with solemnity, and muttered words in his mouth: "Born a god, this is really born a god!"

The disciples of the Burial Sword Palace in the Great Sun were silent one by one, although they were hostile to Ying Shaodian, but this momentum made them feel a trace of fear in their hearts.

"Shaodian has become the trend of the great sun, and it is worthy of being the thousand-mile horse of our Chiyan Mountain!" the young man's words were filled with emotion.

Zhen Xuanzi looked at the rolling sun, there was not much joy in his eyes, if the young man poured his heart into listening at this time, he would find that Zhen Xuanzi was saying a word.

"If it's really our disciple of Chiyan Mountain, then it's naturally the best!"

As the representative of Chiyan Mountain, Zhen Xuanzi, as the existence of the third grade, can be said to be under one person in the position of Chiyan Mountain, if his words fall on the ears of Zhu Xinrong and others, I don't know how much turmoil it will cause.

The rolling sun hung in the void for a full quarter of an hour, then turned into a flame and rushed directly into the sword mound.

The sword mound trembled, and the sword mound wailed!

Many of the disciples of the Burial Sword Palace were kneeling on the ground, and they could sense the wailing of the Sword Shrine, but there was nothing they could do about it, so in this case, they could only kneel on the ground.

One east and one west, far surpassing the participants of Ying Shaodian and Zhuo Yingkang, it is like two god emperors, looking down on the common people.

Who's in the hands of the red-faced sword?

Zhuo Yingkang still won Shaodian, this is not only the ownership of a first-class divine sword, but also determines the survival of these three sects.

Although in terms of Chongxiao's momentum, Zhuo Yingkang is weaker than Ying Shaodian, but Zhuo Yingkang has a sword bead, and his Daluo sword body is not much worse than that round of red sun.

Therefore, in the eyes of Zhu Xinrong and others, Zhuo Yingkang still has hope, and as long as there is hope, it can make people wait. (To be continued.) )

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