The disciple guarding the mountain didn't even have a chance to react, and he was pierced through the head by two sword rays, with a look of horror on his face.

Tang Ming smiled coldly, then stepped across the mountain gate and walked towards the Zhitian Peak in the distance without hurry.

"Bold!"

When Tang Ming had walked no more than a dozen steps, four sword cultivators with cultivation levels that were significantly higher than those of the disciples guarding the mountain appeared in front of him.

The spirit sword was unsheathed, and a faint sword qi lingered on the sharp tip of the sword, and the four qi machines firmly locked Tang Ming.

"I don't want to make more sins, let your sect come out to see me!"

Although the One Qi Sword Sect has a reason to destroy the Dragon City Academy, these disciples who are shallow in cultivation will not die for their crimes.

The reason why Tang Ming killed Tianxuanzong was because of Lu Junfeng's relationship, otherwise, according to his temperament, it would be impossible to leave the chickens and dogs killed by the entire Tianxuanzong.

"Hmph, you are a casual cultivator, but the cultivation of the innate realm, you also want to see us in charge, it's a dream!"

The man in the lead sneered, not to mention Tang Ming's pheasant who has no name and no straw shoes and no number, even if they are outer disciples, it is difficult to climb to the sky if they want to see the master.

"If you dare to be presumptuous in my One Qi Sword Sect, I will spare you today!"

Among the four, the youngest sword cultivator shook the long sword in his hand violently and shouted at Tang Ming.

For thousands of years, except for the disciples brought back by the elders of the inner sect every time, no one could step into this eastbound immortal island.

The names of the ten major sects are not boasted.

Tang Ming suddenly broke into here, just like a worldly martial artist breaking into the imperial cabinet, and the end was naturally self-evident.

"Well, good words can't persuade damn ghosts, I'll see it today, what kind of ability does the one-qi Sword Sect that is the leader of the Sword Sect in the world have!"

Tang Ming shook his head slightly, then turned around and broke off a dead branch on an Eastern Spirit Tree not far from him.

The four of them glanced at each other, and there was some inexplicability in their eyes.

But in his hand, he was not slow at all, the long sword broke through the air, and the four sword qi sealed all eight positions around Tang Ming's body.

The cultivators of the One Qi Sword Sect were a little different from other cultivators in the world.

Their spiritual weapons all contain this faint sword qi, which is not a sharp qi blessed by the spiritual energy, but a real sword qi.

Tang Ming took a step back, raised the withered branch in his hand lightly with his right hand, and a sharp sword aura flashed, and then his wrist fell gently.

At the same time that the two sword qi crossed, he suddenly stepped forward and handed out a dead branch sideways, pointing directly at the cultivator with the highest cultivation.

The shape of the four of them was uncertain, and the long sword in their hands was like a spirit snake, always attacking Tang Ming from an incredible angle.

But after a while, they were surprised to find that no matter how they changed their shape, the withered branch was like a maggot from the tarsal bones, attacking the outer senior brother.

Zhao Rong took a step back, pulled out a beautiful sword flower with the spirit sword in his hand, and the sword body was erected and cut towards the dead branch.

But he didn't want to, the moment before the spirit sword touched the dead branch, Tang Ming's elbow fell slightly, and the dead branch in his hand climbed up with the spirit sword and pointed at the person's forehead.

Bang Dang!

Zhao Rong's spirit sword seemed to have lost all its spirituality and fell to the ground.

The air condensed in an instant, and the other three were still holding their swords, looking at the senior brother who had abandoned the sword and stood like a sculpture with a puzzled expression.

"One Qi Sword Sect, that's just it!"

Tang Ming's right hand holding the withered branch slowly withdrew, while Zhao Rong, who was wide-eyed, fell down on his back unwillingly.

Zhao Rong, who was full of vitality, did not have a trace of scars on his body, except for the center of his eyebrows, there was an extremely subtle red mark.

"Senior brother?!"

The three of them were shocked, they didn't even notice the slightest fluctuation of spiritual weapons on Tang Ming's body.

But Zhao Rong has long lost the slightest breath.

Two sword rays struck left and right, Tang Ming did not retreat but advanced, the withered branch in his hand was raised, and in the blink of an eye, the two people also fell to the ground one after another.

The youngest sword cultivator looked at the scene in front of him in horror, he couldn't understand how a casual cultivator with a cultivation of only the innate peak could kill the three senior brothers on the spot without a word.

With a stroke of his right hand, a palm-sized piece of spiritual jade appeared in his hand, and under the rotation of the sword, the spiritual jade turned into powder.

One of the spiritual lights galloped towards the Finger Heaven Peak not far away.

Tang Ming knew that what the young sword cultivator took out was the transmission spirit jade, but he didn't stop it.

There is a debtor and a debtor, Tang Ming doesn't want to kill more, but if someone hits him on the knife, then he will definitely not be polite.

Tang Ming, who was holding a withered branch, walked towards Zhitian Peak step by step, although the young sword cultivator was still facing Tang Ming, the fear in his heart could be seen from the slightly trembling tip of the sword.

Tang Ming's eyes swept over the trembling spirit sword, and a sneer of disdain crossed the corner of his mouth.

The sword heart is so weak, what kind of sword cultivation are you doing!

The withered branch in his right hand flashed, and the young man's face showed a frightened expression, and the spirit sword in his hand couldn't hold it, and fell to the ground.

"Bold fanatic! dare to be so presumptuous in my One Qi Sword Sect!"

The dead branch was no more than an inch away from the young man's forehead, and at that moment, a loud cry rang out.

Pointing in the direction of Tianfeng, hundreds of sword rays crossed the sky and galloped.

The fastest sword suddenly landed not far in front of Tang Ming, the brilliance dissipated, and a middle-aged man with a resolute face appeared in front of Tang Ming.

The young man who was lucky enough to pick up a life almost crawled back behind the middle-aged man, and he couldn't even take care of the spirit sword that fell to the ground.

"Elder Yang, he'...... It's him, not to mention forcibly breaking into the mountain gate, and killing a few of my senior brothers from the outer gate!"

After the young cultivator walked behind the middle-aged man, he seemed to feel a lot more relieved, and then pointed at Tang Ming and said with hatred.

Yang Ji first glanced at the three corpses on the ground around him, and then stared at Tang Ming tightly.

"Who are you, why did you come to my One Qi Sword Sect to spread wild?"

Yang Ji didn't make a move immediately, he was not one of those young juniors who didn't have anything to do with the world, since this person who cultivated to only the innate realm dared to come, how could there be no support behind him?

"A scattered cultivation of Tang Ming, here is a Qi Sword Sect, just for one thing!"

Tang Ming shook his wrist, held the dead branch against his sleeve, and said lightly.

If it weren't for the three corpses on the ground that hadn't completely cooled down, Yang Ji would have really believed his nonsense.

"Oh, one thing, let's hear about it!"

Yang Ji's face softened a lot, but the spirit sword in his hand did not have the slightest slackness, if it was really just a casual cultivation, but with the four words of the One Qi Sword Sect, it could make his soul fly away.

"Collect debts!"

When Tang Ming said this, the peace in his eyes gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a terrifying anger.

"Debt collection, debt collection?"

"Debt of life!!"

Thinking of those warriors and ordinary people who died in the hands of the sect, as well as Qingxia Town, where the blood and qi had not yet dissipated, Tang Ming's heart stirred again.

Just as the two were talking, the sword light behind the middle-aged man fell like a torrential rain, and the gathered sword qi made the grass and trees on the ground tremble slightly.

"Uncle Yang, what's going on?"

"Who is this, why did you appear in my One Qi Sword Sect!"

"The outer gate sent the spirit jade to be broken, I think someone is looking for fault, is it him?"

Everyone first looked at Tang Ming curiously, and exchanged heads with each other.

And behind these people, a handsome man in a brocade robe carrying a purple sword trembled violently.

If others don't recognize it, can he not know it?

The guy standing opposite the disciple of the sect in front of him was not the demon who was overpowering the sect's Tianjiao on Yunmiao Immortal Island?

How did he get here?

Dong Yao slowly took two steps back, hiding himself behind everyone, and without anyone else noticing, this Tianjiao disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect rushed towards Zhitian Peak like a lost dog.

He didn't want to know why Tang Ming came here, he just wanted to be able to escape from the One Qi Sword Sect that the world's sword cultivators regarded as holy places before Tang Ming started to kill!

In the entire One Qi Sword Sect, only he understood that the man in front of him who was carrying half a withered branch in his hand could not be measured by the level of the realm at all.

Not to mention that Tang Ming is only an innate peak cultivator now, even if he is an ordinary person who has no qi, Dong Yao definitely does not have the courage to make a move against this madman who dares to compete with the power of heaven and earth.

"I have three hundred and sixty sword immortals under the Sword Sect, I don't know which one you want to find to collect debts!"

Yang Ji smiled coldly, even if the cabinet elders and the head of the sect were not there, the One Qi Sword Sect would definitely not be able to turn a loose cultivator to spread the wilderness.

"Chang Beihong!"

Tang Ming's eyes gradually turned red, and then he raised his head, and between the silver hairs flying, he said a name that shocked everyone.

"Where did the madman come from, dare to speak out here!"

As soon as Tang Ming's words fell, behind Yang Ji's back, a sword aura came from the air, pointing directly at Tang Ming's head.

Yang Ji, who was originally cautious by nature, wanted to stop him, but after changing his mind, he wanted people to try the loose cultivation in front of him, and then he let it go.

Although the sword qi is not strong, it is full of sharpness, especially the spirit sword that follows it after the sword ray, which contains countless changes.

Tang Ming stood in place, as if he hadn't noticed the sword qi that was enough to open the mountain and crack the rocks, he just squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the towering Finger Heaven Peak in the distance.

The sword qi blinked in the blink of an eye, and just when everyone thought that this arrogant loose cultivator would be sealed by the inner disciple with a sword, a mutation protruded.

Tang Ming, who was motionless, struck out with his left hand like lightning, and his two fingers were slightly curved and superimposed, slamming on the sharp sword qi.

The originally energetic sword qi shattered like glass under this understatement.

After gaining power, Tang Ming continued to stretch forward with his two fingers, and between the changes of his two fingers, he steadily clamped the extremely sharp spirit sword.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!!"

A roar as cold as a knife came out of Tang Ming's mouth, and the crisp sound of breaking spread to the ears of everyone present.

Everyone looked at this strange scene in front of them in disbelief, and the inner disciples of the peak of the human Xuan were even more wide-eyed.

The spirit sword taken from the top of the Heavenly Peak is actually no match for the two fingers of the innate realm scattered cultivation in front of him?!

Before the disciple could turn around, a cold light flashed across his eyes, and then he felt that his aura began to collapse like the water that had burst the embankment.

The senior brother beside this disciple stepped back at the same time, looking at the disciple whose neck was slashed by his own sword in horror.

"Chang Beihong, if you don't come out again, I will let you follow in the footsteps of the Heavenly Xuanzong in one breath!"

Tang Ming flipped it with one hand, and the dead branches instantly appeared in his hand.

At this moment, on the originally plain dead branches, there was a majestic sword intent entwined.

The One Qi Sword Sect was originally a sword cultivator, and although few people could comprehend the sword intent, their perception of the sword intent was not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators.