Wow!

Hunt the sky with a sword to slash the ruins!

The area where the Thirty-Three Islands are located is instantly gloomy!

Not only did it go dark!

There were also terrible cracks in the sky!

A sword!

Cause a terrifying change!

"This sword is enough to slash the saint, you can die under this sword, it is your blessing! After three breaths, the sword power will explode, and your physical body and spirit will completely disappear from heaven and earth, and you are not qualified to be reincarnated!"

The white-clothed sword cultivator sneered mercilessly!

"The Sect Master is invincible!"

"Burial Heart Sect Master, Hunt Heaven and One Sword, proud of the world!"

"Slash!"

There were less than ten people left in the Heartless Sword Sect, and they had already come back to their senses at this moment, and they looked at the white-clothed sword cultivators who were standing in the air one by one, revealing an extremely fanatical color!

Burial Sword Master!

Extremely strong sword cultivation!

A sword in the sky!

Supreme sword skills!

This sword slashes through!

That kid and that girl will die even if they have a Dao-level warship!

Sting!

Here it comes!

It's time for three breaths!

There is a crack in the Xingcha Guardian Formation!

"Dao weapon warship? hmph!

The white-clothed sword cultivator sneered again!

It's just that!

He sneered, and saw Chen Zheng step out of Xingcha, he seemed to have become a sword test stone, and the sword power of the fierce Heavenly Sword burst out was all sucked by him!

And then!

Nothing happened!

Absolutely still!

Unscathed!

"Huh?"

The white-clothed sword cultivator's cold eyes are even colder!

"This ......"

"It's fine!"

"! He blocked the Sect Master's Hunt Heaven Sword, how could this be possible! Although the Sect Master is not an ancestor, but the Huntian Sword can slash the Saint, how can this kid be ......!"

The Immortal Martial Emperor and Dao Jun of the Heartless Sword Sect couldn't help but rub their eyes at this moment, and someone gave them a slap in the face, thinking that they were hallucinating!

This Nima!

Could it be that the sword that the sect master just now was fake!

"Cangsheng came over and compared the sword with this quasi-saint. ”

Chen Zheng said lightly.

"Huh?"

The deck of Xingcha is stunned!

Sword competition?

Chen Zu wants to compete with a quasi-saint by himself?

This...... I'm just in my infancy!

But!

Cangsheng still gritted his teeth and swept out of Xingcha!

"Sword match?"

"You...... Are you kidding! This little girl is only in her infancy, and you actually let this girl compete with our sect master? Our sect master can be a quasi-saint!"

"Crazy! This kid wants this girl to die!"

The Immortal Martial Emperor and Dao Monarch of the Heartless Sword Sect widened their eyes, and then shook their heads wildly!

Lose your marbles!

It's really insane!

This half-step true fairyland kid is going to let that infant girl die!

Infant Monk!

Stinky fish and rotten shrimp!

Low-level ants!

A quasi-saint can pinch a million or even tens of millions of infant monks to death with a single thought!

The gap between the primordial infant and the quasi-saint is a chasm that cannot be crossed at all!

This kid is really crazy!

"Do you think that if you blocked my sword just now, you will be able to defeat this seat? Now you want to use this little girl in the infancy stage to attract the attention of this seat and delay time? Or do you look down on a quasi-saint in this seat, a quasi-saint who has cultivated the supreme sword technique! The sect master of the Heartless Sword Sect in this seat is buried, and a single thought can pinch this little girl to death!"

White-clothed sword cultivator drinks cold!

Rumble!

A majestic coercion was released, and the quasi-saint fierce power crushed towards Cangsheng!

Wow!

It was also at this time that Chen Zheng casually shot out a pale cyan Xuanguang, the pale blue Xuanguang enveloped Cangsheng, and the quasi-saint coercion that the white-clothed sword cultivator had passed was dispelled in an instant!

Now!

The white-clothed sword cultivator is silent!

There were less than ten people left in the Heartless Sword Sect who were also silent!

Blocked!

blocked again!

The pale blue light that this kid shot out is equivalent to adding a talisman to that little girl in her infancy!

"Cangsheng takes the sword!"

Chen Zhengqing drinks!

"Yes!"

Cangsheng sacrificed the Glowing Sword!

"This sword ......"

"How does this sword look familiar!"

"This sword is not the Glowing Immortal Sword of Emperor Cangming, but with the sword of Emperor Cangming, can the Yuanying Monk compete with the quasi-saint?

The remaining seven or eight monks of the Heartless Sword Sect stared at the sword in Cangsheng's hand, and then they all shook their heads!

This young man!

Maybe you have a strong defensive magic weapon on your body!

Able to resist the attack methods of the quasi-saint level!

But!

But he asked a primordial infant girl to compete with a quasi-saint sword, and he was still whimsical!

It's still the same sentence!

The gap between the two is definitely not something that a superb immortal weapon or dao weapon can make up!

That girl will be defeated by the sect master's autumn wind sweeping away the leaves!

No!

Wrong!

The sect master doesn't need to draw a sword at all!

The Sect Master stood still and let that girl attack!

That girl's true yuan is exhausted, and it is impossible to hurt the sect master in the slightest!

"Wake up!"

Chen Zheng said lightly.

"Roar!"

Cangsheng responded with an angry roar in his body!

Immediately afterwards, I saw a beast shadow appear behind Cangsheng!

Zheng!

The shadow of the beast is revealed!

The Glowing Sword immediately let out a sword roar!

"Sword Body!"

"This girl has a sword body!"

"It still seems to be an extraordinary sword body!"

"Hmph! What about the sword body! Even if it is a peerless sword body, this girl only has Yuan Ying cultivation, can Yuan Ying cultivation exert the power of the peerless sword body! No matter how many hole cards this girl has, it can't be the opponent of the sect master!"

"Yuan Ying Zhan Quasi-Saint?

The remaining monks of the Heartless Sword Sect shook their heads again!

The body of the sword?

A peerless sword body?

So what!

How many levels is there between the Yuan Infant Stage and the Quasi-Saint, does this kid think that he can make up for it by relying on the sword body?

Let alone!

The Burial Heart Sect Master also has a sword body!

The Burial Heart Sect Master also has a Dao weapon!

So!

Remove the sword body and Taoist weapon, that girl is just a Yuan Infant Monk, and the sect master is a quasi-saint, is that girl taking the head to fight the sect master!

"Ridiculous!"

"I think this girl can be so rebellious, it's really ridiculous that you let her challenge the sect master!"

"There are no odds of winning!"

Thinking of this, the Heartless Sword Sect cultivators all sneered!

"Devouring the Sword Body!" The white-clothed sword cultivator stared at Cangsheng: "If you grow up, you are qualified to challenge this seat, but you are just an ant now!"

"Cangsheng, I will teach you this sword, you have to comprehend it with your heart!"

Then!

Chen Zheng chuckled!

"Huh?"

Cangsheng was a little stunned, but the next moment there was something more in her mind, she was stunned, and her whole person's breath changed, she was originally a teenage little girl who had not taken off, but at this moment, a little face suddenly sank!

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

Devour the sword body!

Crazy roar!

Here it comes!

It's moving!

Cangsheng closes his eyes!

Cangsheng opens his eyes!

Raise your hand and sword!

Bang!

Terrified!

The waves of the Xuan Ming Sea are ten thousand high!

This sword!

Where is still what the power of the primordial baby!

This sword!

It's as if a sword ancestor slashed out!

"What!

It's changed!

The white-clothed sword repair's complexion has changed!

In the midst of the consternation, it was also a sword slash!

Rumble!

Sting!

A sword!

Collide in an instant!

The winner was also divided in an instant!

"Roar!"

In the roar of devouring the sword body, Cangsheng's true yuan was exhausted, his little face turned pale, and he fainted in extreme shock!

Blood!

She saw blood before she fainted!

Tick!

Tick!

Blood!

That's the blood of the white-clothed sword cultivator!

The white-clothed sword has been cultivated into a bloody man!

"How...... Possibly!"

The seven or eight monks of the Heartless Sword Sect, the seven or eight Dao Monarchs and an Immortal Martial Emperor were completely stunned at this moment!

That sword just now!

The Sect Master was defeated!