Nan Lingsha withdrew her gaze.

At this time, she saw Zhu Minglang's palm, and his palm was covered with sword patterns glowing with blood!

Glancing at the Sword Spirit Dragon again, it finally drank the last trace of blood, which came from the blood of Wen Mengru, the sword master, and the blood that slipped on the sword spirit when Zhu Minglang practiced the sword every day.

Many times, the man in front of him gives Nan Lingsha the feeling of being elegant and easy-going, even restrained and casual, but at this moment, Zhu Minglang's eyes are like flames, which makes people unable to look directly.

The temperament on his body has changed dramatically with the spread of the sword pattern, and he is heroic and unruly......

"Let's see you for who you really are. Nan Lingsha shook her head, indicating that she did not plan to choose any more opponents.

These people, since they are all here for Zhu Minglang.

Then Zhu Minglang will solve it himself.

And Nan Lingsha also knew that it was actually a bit redundant for her to come to protect him.

All you have to do is watch......

"Good. ”

"I thought I would never hold a sword again in my life, but the existence of Mo Xie made everything change again. ”

Zhu Minglang said to Nan Lingsha, these words were more like saying to himself.

On the peak of the mausoleum, behind the colossus of the general, two sneaky figures have arrived.

One of them actually held a black sword in his hand, and the sword was shrouded in a dark mist, and at the same time, Zhao Wu's entire person was also shrouded in a strange shadow.

He was approaching Zhu Minglang.

At the same time, he was also staring at the sword spirit dragon in mid-air.

And Zhao Chen was a little behind, but there was a bone dragon in front of him, this bone dragon was extremely evil, and in this mausoleum area, it was even more terrifying.

In terms of size, the bone dragon is not huge, but the people on the wall can see that it is a bone dragon dragon!

It's a monarch again.

Those who dare to climb the highest mountain in this mausoleum seem to have this monarch-level strength!

The two brothers of the royal family were already determined to attack Zhu Minglang, so they didn't want to waste that energy to entangle with the Sword Spirit Dragon.

They are very close, very close to Zhu Minglang!

Finally, Zhao Wu took the lead.

He was like a night dove, and he swept past the general's colossus extremely quickly, and the black sword in his hand even coiled up a black wind sword qi, making his move even faster and more weird!

At the same time, the palm print of Zhu Minglang's palm is extremely bright.

Knowing that there was murderous intent behind him, Zhu Minglang didn't turn around, he stretched out his hand and exhaled:

"Sword Spirit Dragon - Sword Awakening!"

The sword spirit dragon was flying in mid-air, its blade so hot that it had just been taken out of the furnace.

It flew towards Zhu Minglang.

It flew into Zhu Minglang's hands!

Zhu Minglang held it firmly, and in an instant, a sword momentum swept away with Zhu Minglang as the center.

This sword momentum is not a breath, but more like a wave of heat released in the furnace, and you can see that hot and blazing qi falling into the mortal earth like heavenly fire, surging and surging, magnificent and terrifying!

The sword was wrapped around Zhu Minglang's arm.

The sword pattern on the palm and the texture on the hilt echo each other, and the blue blood inscription sealed in the sword is completely awakened at this moment!

It's just that the power is no longer purely exploding in the body of the Sword Spirit Dragon.

Sword Spirit Dragon and Zhu Minglang have become one, the soul of blue blood seems to wake up in Zhu Minglang's soul, the ancient sword is mighty, but it is on Zhu Minglang's body!

"I'm a mayfly. ”

"The sword is Tianhong!"

Zhu Minglang groaned, but at this moment, he slashed gorgeously behind him!!

His sword was clean and neat, without the slightest change, but this sword style was too familiar to him, as if it was imprinted in his soul, so that in the eyes of others, Zhu Minglang was like standing quietly with a sword......

But he had already drawn out his sword, and the sword power he slashed out was like dawn breaking, like the moonlight in the night.

The black sword Zhao Wu who came to raid, his shot was overshadowed in front of Zhu Minglang, and when this slash swept over him, his action came to an abrupt end!

Stagnant there, a red mark appeared on his chest.

Suddenly, this blood mist sprayed wildly, and the people around could even hear the sound of blood spurting out, which was terrifying.

The black sword fell off from his hand, and Zhao Wu fell to his knees, his head buried, motionless, but the blood in his chest continued to spurt out, staining a large piece of black soil in front of him.

"Ka!" the colossus of the general suddenly cut off at the trajectory of the slash upward.

A huge colossus of the General, its legs staggered away from above the legs.

"Boom !!!!!!"

The colossus of the general fell down, causing a shake in the Tomb Mountain of the Ninth Army.

On the wall, tens of thousands of people felt a chill in their souls at the same time.

The largest stone statue that stood like a symbol on the mountain of the General's Tomb was cut off with a sword!!

And this person is the fallen person who provoked the genius of all forces - Zhu Minglang!

The mausoleum mountain is towering in the tomb of the Nine Army, and the position where Zhu Minglang is standing at this time is also the highest place, he stands there, as if he has never made a move, but no matter how simple the back slash is, it shocked hundreds of thousands of people in the imperial capital!!

......

The wind curled lightly, messing with the hair.

It was clear that the momentum was like a rainbow, but the surrounding airflow was as quiet as just now.

Wen Mengru's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, she could feel the power of that sword, but this sword was so fast that she couldn't even react to the wind!!

To practice swords, first practice sword style.

That is, the sword power is strong enough and fast enough to let the air flow be driven, forming a strong sword wind whistling through.

But Zhu Minglang's sword obviously tore open Zhao Wu's chest, clearly cut off the general's colossus, and was obviously powerful enough to produce a storm because of the strength of the sword, but it did not swell the qi waves, but it did not let the wind breath be disordered......

Wen Mengru took a deep breath.

She clenched the sword in her hand slightly, although the tiger's mouth still hurt, but as a swordsman, this injury was nothing at all.

Sword masters, not only will be cultivated.

It will be in the sword realm.

A person with a high realm, even if he only uses the cultivation of the main level, can compete with the powerhouse of the monarch level.

At the beginning, Wen Mengru asked her sister why her cultivation was not weak, but she lost so miserably, and her sister told her that Zhu Minglang's sword realm was extremely high, and if her cultivation could be precipitated and improved again, even she would not be Zhu Minglang's opponent.

However, at that time, Zhu Minglang was only seventeen years old.

Before, she didn't know what the Sword Realm was.

Now that she knew, she wanted to know how much she was different from him!

Wen Mengru walked towards the highest point of the Mausoleum Mountain.

Since Zhu Minglang holds the sword again.

Then she should fight again!

"Perhaps, as he said, it is impossible for us alone to defeat him, but there are some things that I will not give up!" Huo Shangjun said in a deep voice.

Ye Guang of Shenfan Academy glanced at the wound on his shoulder.

Not very deep.

Similarly, he looked at Zhu Minglang.

In the Divine Academy, no one shines more brightly than him......

In this imperial capital, there is none!

Once again, he climbed the mausoleum mountain.

At the same time, other powerful people who believed in their own strength also went up the mountain together.

What Zhu Minglang wants is for all of them to get out, and now the strength he has shown is indeed extremely strong, so the best way to deal with it is for everyone to join forces and solve Zhu Minglang first!

With the spiritual resources of so many forces, how could it be possible to give Zhu Minglang alone.

Only by killing Zhu Minglang can they slowly divide the fight.

The genius of the power is not convinced.

It's more people, and they don't want to be exclusive!

For a while, all the power disciples, big disciples, chiefs, or people who had been hiding their strength in the Tomb Mountain of the Nine Army, they flocked to the Mausoleum Mountain!

Zhu Minglang's sword has already made everyone realize that he is the biggest threat.

What's more, he had declared before that he was the enemy of all of them!