Seeing that in the blink of an eye, two people were killed, and the remaining eleven people, including Chu Tiankuo, were all frightened and discolored. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Among them, the two female elders who were in charge of the storehouse and miscellaneous items in the door were even more paralyzed, and they were crying at this moment.

"Break the sorrow, what do you want!" After a short period of sluggishness, Chu Tiankuo looked like crazy, roaring and roaring: "Aren't there enough dead people? For the sake of a Bi Bufan, do you really want to destroy Qingyangmen!!"

"Yes, you rely on the strong to bully the weak, and we have no way out, as the sect master of the Xuantian Sect, so uninhibited, arrogant and domineering, how is it different from the Demon Dao?"

"Even if all of us die here today, it will be difficult to hide the mouths of our fellow Taoists in the world, and we will not worry that you have fallen into the demonic barrier!"

Raising his eyebrows, the next moment, the pace of sorrow was broken, and it instantly turned into dozens of afterimages, plasma splashed, accompanied by countless broken teeth sprinkled into the sky, and everyone collapsed half of their faces, and they could no longer speak.

"Presumptuous!"

Chu Tiankuo gritted his teeth and decided to fight with Xuan Chou, he played dozens of magic tricks with both hands, and the divine power was derived, and in the void, dozens or hundreds of golden spirit swords suddenly condensed, each spirit sword was extremely sharp, the air was slashed, and a vacuum sword mark appeared.

"Kill the supernatural power, the golden wind Xuanjian slash!"

At the same time, the rest of the people were not willing to sit still, and they shot one spirit weapon after another, and ten spirit weapons collapsed and pressed down, and they did their best, wanting to join forces to seal the town.

Countless spiritual powers are intertwined, the spirit is bright, the cold light in his eyes is more and more prosperous, he raises his feet and steps, every step is sounded on the ground, three steps past, the void shook and collapsed, everyone was unstable under their feet, and fell straight to the ground, only Chu Tiankuo stood in the air, his face was ugly.

"Poof"

"Poof"

One after another, the spirit sword slashed, in the horrified eyes of everyone, annihilated in front of Broken Sorrow, a pale golden edge floated up, shattering everything, every trace of spiritual power was instantly wiped out, and it couldn't hurt it at all.

"Boom"

It seems that there is an ancient mountain collapsing in the body of Broken Sorrow, and the terrifying fire essence roars in the body, and the edge surges, like a surging wave, and the next moment, he holds it in the air, manifesting a dark red sword like fire, and slashes out without any fancy slashes.

In an instant, the spiritual weapons that fell in front of him were instantly shattered and swept away, and none of them came close!

"Buzz"

There was a sound of sword groaning, almost between steps, and the sorrow had already fallen into the void, appearing in front of ten people, the sword fingers in his right hand rose together, and one finger after another fell, almost turning into a pure golden edge and killing everything!

The spiritual weapon is shattered, the magic clothes are broken, and the magic powers are annihilated one after another, and the artistic conception of breaking ten thousand laws with a sword is really born.

In the blink of an eye, the only ten remaining elders of Qingyang Gate withered to the ground, their spiritual weapons shattered, the sea of qi was blocked, and all their spiritual power was dispersed!

"Break the sorrow!!"

Ten zhang void, Chu Tian's eyes were wide, and he was angry.

After seeing with his own eyes that the last hope of Qingyangmen was shattered, and all the elders and the first seat were abolished and cultivated, he finally fell into complete madness, and made countless seals with his hands.

Above the void, there was a sudden roar, and a blue-gold storm stretched for dozens of zhang, and the golden wind was suppressing the firmament, imprinted on the body of Xuan Chou for dozens of zhang, wanting to seal him and crush him!

"Do everything you can in this life, I will kill you too!"

Chu Tiankuo's expression was hideous, and he was extremely crazy, he pressed down with his hands, and the storm of dozens of zhang contained the sword soldiers overturned down, and immediately drowned the people of Broken Sorrow, Canghong Dao and Jiang Ming.

Suppressed?

The Qingyangmen elders below, who had been abolished and cultivated, and life was worse than death, sat paralyzed on the ground, a little shocked.

They looked at the sky, and their eyes were complicated, with hatred, resentment, unwillingness, pleasure, and more fear.

Accustomed to the life of a monk who was accustomed to the Ling Feng Imperial Sword and killed and killed, he was suddenly knocked to the dust, and for a while, everyone fell into silence, afraid of the future life, and couldn't accept this fact at all!

However, the next scene made them fall into endless despair and desolation, because a sword qi that reached the sky shook the sky, broke through the storm alive, annihilated everything, and cut a smooth path from it.

led the two of them out of the storm, and walked like a sword, and in an instant, they appeared in the ten-zhang heavenly dome, and a sword slashed towards Chu Tiankuo.

"Die!"

Chu Tian's wide eyes were full of evil, he didn't retreat a step, his spiritual power was infused, he raised his hand and shot out a blue-gold long whip, which fell in the air, instantly turning into the size of twenty zhang, like a green dragon coiling, majestic and vast, in the void, there was a whistling sound, and the sword soldiers were killed, and the sound was loud.

The cold light in his eyes splashed, the sword of Broken Sorrow Gang fell, the edge of the red fire floated out of the sword, the air shattered, twisted and steamed, and a vacuum world of more than ten zhang condensed out.

"Buzz"

Immediately, the dragon whip roared, and was directly beaten back to its original shape, turned into a three-foot length, and fell in front of Broken Sorrow, with an unabated edge, cutting down and splitting the sky!

"Poof"

With a muffled snort, blood splattered, and plasma several feet high sprayed into the sky, and before it landed, it was steamed by the dark red fire attached to the blood.

"You dare to cut off my arm!"

Falling to the earth, Chu Tiankuo was furious, and before he could react, a sword qi volleyed down, invading the Dantian Purple Mansion and shattering his entire Jindan!

The sword is not stained with blood, the robe is not stained with dust, the sorrow stands on the earth, the blood stains dozens of zhang, and in the mountains, a spiritual stream is completely dyed red and turned into blood and water.

Stretched out his hand to pick up the dragon whip, infused the sword qi of Breaking Sorrow, forcibly extinguished Chu Tiankuo's divine sense imprint, felt the strong resistance of the magic weapon itself, and said coldly: "If you don't want to be completely broken, you give up resistance and use it for me!"

After a few breaths, a majestic and domineering aura rose from the dragon whip, and vaguely, there was a golden edge circulating in it, but it added a fierce slaughter, like a sharp sword!

With a wave of his hand, the dragon whip turned into twenty zhang thick, like a golden stegosaurus, coiling in the void, locking all eleven at once.

The main peak of Qingyang Gate, at the foot of Wolong Mountain, a bluestone road leads directly to the peak of the Yanwu Palace, on the side is a Lingxi, in front of the Lingxi, the dragon whip is waved and pressed down, eleven people kneel together, towards the entrance of the mountain gate.

Eleven Tianlin sword qi slammed into everyone's bodies, and in front of Lingxi, his face was indifferent and pointed like a sword, and a golden edge floated out, and his sword fingers slashed, and the edge entered the ground, imprinting the next sin word.

As soon as the word sin was formed, there was a fierce and domineering sharp aura rushing into the sky, and the sound of the sword roaring like a thunder and a dragon roared in an instant, spreading throughout the entire Qingyang Gate in an instant, and reverberating endlessly in the land of Jiufeng!

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