The sword god glanced at the sword slave who was kneeling on the ground, and frowned: "Against the Sword Pavilion, you are innocent of death." ”

As soon as the words fell, he had to move away from the sword soul and slash at the person who came with a sword.

A nameless wooden sword, a simple sword, fell from the sky, the sky seemed to be dark, the sword did not arrive, and the legs of the person who came had been pressed into the dirt by the huge sword intent.

The person who came raised his hands upward, the light flashed, and there was a loud click, and the person slammed down, and half of his body fell into the ground.

The weapon he held in his hands turned out to be a stick, which had been broken in two, and blood was running down the corner of his mouth.

A flash of horror and pain flashed across his face, and his muscles were bruised, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

With a simple sword, it has such divine might, and it deserves to be a sword god.

Tang Zheng couldn't help but secretly speak, using his own strength to fight against the Sword God, it was really a grasshopper shaking the tree, and it was vulnerable.

"You even took my sword, and you are not a nameless, if you don't report your name, then you will become a nameless ghost under my sword. The sword god said indifferently.

"Don't you care if the sword slave lives or dies?"

The sword god snorted coldly and said, "They are dead, with me to avenge, none of you want to leave this place, you all have to bury them together, that's enough." ”

The person who came was also a ruthless person, and yelled: "Do it!"

Puff puff!

Streams of blood were thrown down from the top of the sinkhole, like a rain of blood.

But the sword god didn't blink his eyes, but slashed out another sword, and the person who came roared hard, rose from the dirt to the sky, and the broken sticks in both hands fiercely met the nameless sword.

Bang bang!

There were two snaps, the stick broke into pieces, the blade slashed at his forehead, and the next moment, he seemed to be about to be split in two.

There was a look of despair in his eyes, he still underestimated the strength and determination of the sword god, this person was not only a sword idiot, but also a cold-blooded person, so many sword slaves could not make him throw a mouse.

The sword god is indeed a cold-blooded person, in order to pursue a more powerful sword path, for a higher cultivation, how can a mere sword slave let him stop fighting.

In his mind, the importance of the sword soul is far greater than the life of the sword slave.

The people who came regretted it in their hearts, they were too reckless, and as soon as they got the news, they rushed to the northeast, and the matter just happened to find out a little eyebrow, and they died here.

But he was not afraid, but showed a resolute face, because he was a warrior, a warrior of the country.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the Battle Spirit Sword stopped in mid-air, the air fluctuated violently, and a long sword as black as ink was exposed to the air.

But the sword was suspended in mid-air, without any support, as if it was controlled by an invisible hand.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, and even the sword god stopped, looking at the black sword that blocked his own sword suspiciously.

"Cultivator!" he suddenly frowned, "Amazing, since you have followed the Seven Killings here." ”

At a glance, he could tell that this sword was the sword of the person who fought against the Seven Kills, so he immediately figured out the reason.

Seven Kills was seriously injured and lay on the ground, unable to move, looking directly at the black sword, his eyes were about to split, it turned out that he had fallen into the other party's strategy, and he actually led the wolf into the room.

At the same time, he was terrified, he had been very careful along the way, but he still followed a tail.

"Here, why don't you show up, why be sneaky?" the sword god asked coldly, his voice echoing in the sinkhole, like a sharp blade, stirring every space.

Every word drilled into Tang Zheng's ears, as if he wanted to blow up his head, he held back the pain and did not show up as the other party wanted.

This time, he was forced to help, because the person who came was an acquaintance - Xu Yingtian.

Xu Yingtian was an ally with him, and it was impossible for him to watch Xu Yingtian die under the sword of the Sword God.

But to rescue is equivalent to exposing your whereabouts, and then trying to figure out what is unprepared, it will be even more difficult.

Especially when Fang just took the sword god, he felt that his arm was about to be broken, and the power of the other party's sword was too great.

"Hmph, you want to hide your head and tail in front of me, I don't think you have the ability. The sword god didn't hear the response, he scolded angrily, and the nameless sword slashed, and the sinkhole was full of sword shadows, so that people had nowhere to hide.

Tang Zheng had to recall the Battle Soul Sword, and with a clang, brilliant sparks flew everywhere, and Tang Zheng's figure was forced to be exposed.

Sou!

The sword god's figure flashed, and the nameless sword slashed towards Tang Zheng's direction, Tang Zheng gritted his teeth and moved his sword to resist, with a crisp sound, Tang Zheng burst back, his hands were numb, and the Battle Spirit Sword actually fell to the ground, and at the same time, his illusion was completely ineffective, revealing his figure.

"You've finally shown up. The Sword God looked at Tang Zheng with fierce eyes, in front of him, there had never been a descendant who dared to be so unscrupulous and not take him in his eyes.

Xu Yingtian was stunned and looked at Tang Zheng in disbelief, no matter what, he didn't expect Tang Zheng to be here, and he also rescued him from the ghost gate.

This peck is really a chance, if it weren't for him maintaining a good relationship with Tang Zheng, then Tang Zheng would not have acted in righteousness anyway.

He couldn't help but be a little glad that the decision to join Tang Zheng to deal with the Dragon Group was not only beneficial to the National Security Bureau, but also played an indelible and important role for him.

"You are the apprentice of Tianzenzi, I want to see how hot you have learned from him. The sword god walked towards Tang Zheng step by step, with a murderous aura between his eyebrows.

Tang Zheng beckoned, the Battle Spirit Sword flew back into his hand, the horizontal sword was in front of his chest, he faced the Sword God, and said awe-inspiringly: "Since Your Excellency the Sword God is interested in fighting with me, then of course I can't ruin your interest." ”

"Hmph, those who don't know are not afraid, you are not your master, and you dare to be so arrogant, no one in your eyes. The sword god said disdainfully.

After speaking, the nameless sword turned into an aurora and slashed towards Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng was ready to attack, and the Flying Immortal Sword Technique outside the sky was unleashed like a cloud, only to hear the clanging sound, Tang Zheng quickly retreated, and finally slammed into the mountain wall, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

Tang Zheng wiped a handful of blood, looked at the sword god who was calm and relaxed, and didn't even take a breath, and deeply felt this gap.

Being able to take over the sword gods is already considered the extreme, and it is a luxury to think about it more.

However, he also benefited a lot from these swords, the sword of the sword god was indomitable, full of unrivaled sword intent, and it was really a rare sword technique in the world.

Moreover, this set of swordsmanship is by no means the rising sun, but another set of more advanced swordsmanship.

The sword god has excellent swordsmanship, and there is not only a set of advanced swordsmanship, these swordsmanship are all created by himself, he can really be called a generation of kendo masters.

Tang Zheng couldn't test the other party's cultivation, but there was no doubt that he was a master of the grandmaster realm, and it was difficult to ascend to the sky if he wanted to defeat the other party, and he didn't dare to have this kind of extravagant hope, so the top priority was to get the sword soul in his hands, and then slip away.

Xu Yingtian saw that Tang Zheng took a few moves from the other party, and couldn't help but secretly speak, he still underestimated Tang Zheng's strength, he took the two swords reluctantly, but Tang Zheng took these moves, and the strength of both sides was high.

Of course, he was more concerned about whether he could leave unharmed.

The members of the National Security Bureau at the edge of the sinkhole saw that the director was in danger, and some people couldn't help but come down to help him.

Seeing this, Xu Yingtian hurriedly stopped this stupid behavior in the call headset, he couldn't do the attitude of the Sword God who treated human life like a mustard, he had to be responsible for his own members.

But Xu Yingtian's heart was also up and down, after all, the opponent was the Sword God, and it was still unknown if Tang Zheng could escape with him.

Tang Zheng had his back against the mountain wall, there was no way to retreat, his face was sickly flushed, and he stared at the sword god who was walking step by step.

Looking over the shoulder of the sword god, Tang Zheng locked on the sword soul, and with a move, he had a plan, and secretly gritted his teeth: "This time I gamble, whether I live or die depends on my luck." ”

A sword flew in, Tang Zheng did not move his sword to resist, but waved his hands forward, and a momentum of black clouds overwhelming the city, enveloping the sinkhole.

The sword god's nameless sword attack came to an abrupt halt, and was blocked by a giant mac, and the Four Elephant Venerable raised one leg and stepped on it with a bang.

Rumble!

The Sword God had disappeared, the place where he was standing had collapsed, and there was no trace of the Sword God elsewhere, as if he had been trampled under the feet of the Four Elephant Venerables.

Seven Kills was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "I want to kill you to avenge my master." ”

Xu Yingtian chuckled in his heart, looking at this scene in disbelief, could it be that the sword god was easily trampled into minced meat like this?

Tang Zheng didn't care about the life and death of the Sword God, he had to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to fuse the Sword Soul.

I saw that his figure flashed, and he had already come to the front of the sword soul, and the battle soul sword stabbed at the sword soul, and the cold sword intent spread overwhelmingly.

The light of the sword soul enveloped the battle soul sword, and then shrouded the white bones below, and the white bones all emitted bursts of white light.

Tang Zheng was overjoyed, he had already felt a strong sword intent infiltrating into the Battle Soul Sword, this seemed to be fused, and it was not as simple as he imagined.

"Hurry, hurry. Tang Zheng looked happy and urged silently.

Suddenly, the joy on Tang Zheng's face stopped abruptly, and he saw the light of the sword soul beating violently, very unstable, and then there was an explosion, and Tang Zheng slammed into the mountain wall to dissolve this force.

The sword soul was restored to its original state, but there was a significant change, and a wisp of clear qi rose from the white bones and suspended on the sword soul.

The clear qi gathered, and finally formed the face of a person, this person glanced at it, stared at a few people with a rather unkind gaze, and said: "You want to take my sword soul, how can I let you get your wish?"

"Who are you?" Tang Zheng looked at the other party in disbelief.

"Lord of Sword Souls. The other party said proudly.

It's just a wisp of remnants.

Tang Zheng pursed his lips, his eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw through the true face of this wisp of clear air.

But he believed that this wisp of remnant soul was not lying, he was indeed the former owner of the sword soul, that is, the main owner of this white bone.