Chapter 763: Dyeing Battle Qin Jianxian
"Die!"
The Lord of Heaven held the power of the Killing Dao in his hand, turned around indignantly, and slammed his fist into the void, believing that he was facing the evil Sword Lord of the Underworld.
"Though the strength is strong, it can't deal with me. β
The voice of the Lord of the Sword of the Underworld came, and the strong fist wind struck, fisting at the Lord of the Heavenly Court.
The sound sounded, the fist of the Lord of Heaven was first violently exploded, the momentum of the explosion spread, and the arm exploded again, the Lord of Heaven was in unbearable pain, his expression was painful, and his mouth let out a low roar, and the intact right fist came out again, and the end remained the same, still starting from the fist, being detonated, and even spreading to the right arm.
Ahh
The Lord of Heaven lost his arms and wailed in pain, but it was difficult to stop the Sword Lord of the Earth Mansion from coming up with another means. The strong people around rushed to save the Lord of Heaven, but they didn't expect that as soon as they got a little closer, they instantly exploded into blood mist, separating yin and yang.
"Lord of Heaven, waste one!"
The Sword Lord of the Difu taunted verbally, and was about to explode the remnants of the Lord of the Heavenly Court, when an invincible sword light stabbed him, and the Sword Lord of the Difu was shocked and retreated. Staring, a pretty figure came into view.
"Demons in the underworld, looking for death!"
Ning Xiaoran was dressed in white, his eyes were cold, he forced the sword master of the underworld to retreat with a sword, came to the side of the lord of the heavenly court, glanced at him lightly, and said coldly: "You are the lord of the heavenly court, you are so unbearable, retreat." β
The Lord of Heaven had his arms blown out, and his own pain was not weak, and now that he was being ridiculed, he felt humiliated, but he could only retreat.
"What a beautiful woman, also from the Heavenly Court?" The sword master of the underworld was forced to retreat by a sword, and instead of being angry, he laughed and asked Ning Xiaoran about the origin.
Ning Xiaoran glanced at Bu Jue indifferently, and said coldly: "You are the sword master of the underworld, and you must have read countless people, since you can see the origin of Miss Ben, why bother talking nonsense?"
After speaking, Ning Xiaoran's body changed, the long sword in his hand swept, and a horizontal kill was already in front of the sword master of the underworld.
What a quick sword intent!
The Sword Lord of the Difu was secretly frightened, his right arm shook, he grabbed the sword intent, pinched it hard, and his face was full of contempt: "It's a pity, I am not qualified to hurt this Sword Master." β
"Really?"
Ning Xiaoran didn't know when, he was already standing beside the Difu Sword Master, and a sword swept across the back of the Difu Sword Master's neck.
The Difu Sword Master was frightened, his body moved, avoided this sword, and disappeared into Ning Xiaoran's field of vision.
"You can't go!"
Ning Xiaoran was cold and arrogant, and his words were extreme.
The sword turned again, slashing towards the void in front of it.
Hiss β
The clothes on the chest of the sword master of the underworld are torn open, and if the sword moves forward an inch, he will fall to the ground and die.
The face of the Sword Lord of the Underworld changed drastically, his eyes stared at the sharp sword in Ning Xiaoran's hand, and after three breaths, he suddenly realized: "It turns out that in your hand is the once famous 'Angry Sword', I didn't expect the old sword master of Heaven to give you this sword." You have a lot to do with him, and if you want to kill me with this sword, I'm afraid it's not enough. β
"Really?"
Ning Xiaoran snorted coldly and arrogantly: "How long can you say your hard words?"
β
Ning Xiaoran's body changed again, and he disappeared from the sight of the Sword Lord of the Underworld again.
The Sword Lord of the Underworld sneered cruelly, and also disappeared without a trace.
The void, several times of fighting, the void emitted violent fluctuations, everyone couldn't see the trajectory of the two clearly, and barely heard the sound of the exchange, in just three breaths, Ning Xiaoran and the sword master of the underworld had fought no less than a hundred times.
With a loud explosion, the two broke through the void and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The sword master of the underworld had several blood marks compared to before, and as for Ning Xiaoran, there were also palm marks and scratches on his arms, and there were shocking claw marks on his back.
Both sides were injured, and when everyone thought that the two were evenly matched, Ning Xiaoran's face changed suddenly, blood mist spurted from his mouth, and his chest was dyed white.
"How?"
A trace of pride and disdain climbed on the face of the sword master of the underworld, and he sneered.
Ning Xiaoran wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of hatred, the sword in her hand was held by her, and with a shock of her arm, the blade splashed cold light, gloomy and cold.
"This sword represents my ultimate, and I hope that after this sword, you will still be as strong as you. β
After speaking, Ning Xiaoran rushed straight towards the underworld sword master.
She's going to be positive!
"Accompanied!"
The sword master of the underworld was not afraid and faced it head-on.
I saw that the vision of the sword master of the underworld was raging, containing teasing, and the evil aura on his body was vigorous, and he turned into black light, which was unstoppable.
Ning Xiaoran turned into white light, and walked with a sword, the tip of the sword was in front, and the sword was strong.
The two are extremely opposed!
Rumble!
Detonated the surrounding void, and finally turned into a violent scene, the surrounding void collapsed, everyone retreated sharply, and some sword warriors were fascinated, and they were wiped out by the aftermath on the spot, turning into blood mist.
The battle of the strong, the weak will die if they look closely!
Distant spectators wonder what the outcome will be, holding their breath and staring at the battle.
The woman in white failed in the confrontation, and was turbulent by the aftermath, and there were more traces of blood from her mouth, and there were a lot of them, a large piece, and her eyelids trembled when she saw it, and she was amazed in her heart.
On the other hand, the Sword Master of the Underworld has no harm, just like a supreme person, he is the victor!
"You're defeated!"
The subject of the Difu Sword was sarcastic, arrogant to the woman in white, Ning Xiaoran.
Ning Xiaoran gritted her teeth, waited silently, and did not say a word.
"Silence means your incompetence, you have done your best!"
The Sword Lord of the Underworld sneered, advancing step by step, each step brought Ning Xiaoran like a mountain of pressure, as if it could crush her to her knees on the ground, sinking and floating, her delicate body shaking.
"Even she lost?" the Heavenly Court Sword Lord howled sadly, and the people beside him were all sad and resentful.
From Heavenly Court to this place, every sword warrior has the intention of killing the sword master of the underworld, but as a result, countless masters have been destroyed, and the lord of Heavenly Court has been blasted with both arms, hating and gnashing teeth, as for the strong woman, she has also been suppressed and is about to be treated inhumanely!
"This sword master is coming to the world strongly, you come to hinder it, but you are killing yourself, or not, I will let them see, and the fate of fighting against me is like this
What remorse. β
The sword master of the underworld stared at Ning Xiaoran's delicate face, staring at every part of her body, eager to immediately strip her of all her clothes, and perform public humiliation on her, this kind of picture, I feel happy when I think about it!
"If you dare to touch her, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes!!"
Just when the Sword Master of the Underworld wanted to do that humiliating thing to Ning Xiaoran, who was slowly retreating, a cold voice came, and immediately, a figure came strongly, standing in front of Ning Xiaoran.
Silent!
"Huh?"
The Sword Master of the Underworld took a fixed look, but saw that Qin Jian came out of the Southwest Demon Abyss again, he had never entered the Southwest Demon Abyss, and this Qin Jian, who entered it again and again, could still come out smoothly, and his cultivation could skyrocket every time, which was really enviable!
"Qin Jian!"
The eyes of the Difu Sword Master narrowed slightly, his gaze was playful, and he laughed: "I didn't expect you to come out alive, what about my precious daughter? Why don't you bring it out together?"
"You're not qualified to mention her!" Qin Jian's face was as dull as water, and he looked at Ning Xiaoran beside him, and Ning Xiaoran also looked at him, the two looked at each other, and he looked at her cold eyes, as if there were no waves.
"Dyer, don't you remember me?"
Qin Jian asked gently, his eyes full of emotion.
Ning Xiaoran looked at him with strange eyes, like an idiot, and she said coldly: "Your Excellency has recognized the wrong person." β
"But it's fine. Ning Xiaoran said in a saluting tone: "Your Excellency's cultivation is unfathomable, can you join forces with me to kill this person? This demon is a disaster in the world, once he steps out of the underworld, he will definitely be ruined." β
Qin Jian was surprised, reacted, and nodded solemnly: "It's up to you!"
Don't be in a hurry, wait to defeat the sword master of the underworld, you have plenty of time, you can sit down and talk slowly.
"Then I will attack secondarily, Your Excellency will be able to kill this demon!"
Qin Jian nodded, the sword strength in his body was at the peak, he couldn't see through the cultivation of the Difu Sword, but he could see that his cultivation was increasing every minute and every second, and he had to fight quickly.
"That's not Qin Jian, isn't he dead, how can he live again?"
"I don't know!
The Heavenly Court Sword Master heard a lot of news about Qin Jian's death, and he also felt strange, he still remembered that he had clearly separated Qin Jian's flesh and bones, and his death was miserable, but why...... What a hell of a life!
"Wouldn't you be naΓ―ve to think that with your Sword Law Realm Ninety-Nine Realm cultivation, you can challenge me, a supreme powerhouse who is about to break through the Sword Martial Realm?" said the Sword Master of the Underworld with a smile.
He didn't think that these two men and women, who had already reached the ninety-ninth realm of the sword art realm, could join forces to deal with him.
"Don't give him time, he intends to delay!" Ning Xiaoran drank coldly, rushed over, and swept with a sword, flooding with white light, about to cut off the head of the sword master of the underworld.
Qin Jian was not to be outdone, followed closely, the sword of absolute intent appeared in his hand, the sword intent roared, he was not idle, he was very generous, and his move was fatal.