237. A sword!
Amazed!
Everyone looked at Yan Jue in disbelief.
"Wow~"
At this moment, Yan Jue's body trembled, spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood, and at the same time, the ruddy luster on his face also became dim and pale at this moment.
"The Vajra glaze is broken?"
Seeing this scene, such a thought couldn't help but arise in everyone's minds.
Even if they were extremely confident in Yan Jue before, they couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene.
Click!
At this moment, a crisp voice completely shattered all their thoughts. I just saw that the glass wrapped around Yan Jue's body like glass suddenly shattered. Almost at the same time, it can be seen......
His layer of glaze was covered with large cracks, and it was even more uncontrollable at this time, spreading towards the surroundings.
"It's broken!"
"Even the Jing'an Temple Patriarch's Vajra Glaze Gong has been broken!"
"This kid's body is too strong, isn't it?"
"This ......"
Everyone's eyes looked at Liang Xiao, and their uncontrollable bodies trembled.
But he saw Liang Xiao standing there, with his hands behind his back, with an indifferent posture, as if cracking the Vajra Glass Gong was almost useless for him.
"The patriarch of Jing'an Temple has been abolished by me, who else is next?"
Liang Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept around. Shaking his head, he said, "I have already given you a choice, the sixty-four sects divide this God of War altar equally, but you are unwilling...... Therefore, this altar of the god of war is mine. Since you are still not convinced, then come up and fight! If you win against me, I will return this God of War altar to you again, and if you lose, roll me as far as you can! ”
Arrogant!
Hearing this, everyone present was furious. But what can they do? Yan Jue's strength is definitely a top-level existence among them, and it is the top among the ancestors.
Now that Yan Jue has been defeated so easily, what about the others?
No one dares to play!
Right!
It's scared!
With so many ancestor-level figures, it was a great insult to them to be frightened by an ordinary inner disciple. But so what? Just like Liang Xiao said, if you don't accept it, just come to fight!
"Presumptuous!"
At this time, someone finally couldn't help it anymore and stepped forward and snorted coldly.
Liang Xiao looked ahead, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, it was Mu Yitian, the ancestor of the Tibetan Sword Sect, who spoke.
"Liang Xiao, do you really think that you can be empty and lawless in Yukong City? Tell you, you couldn't be more wrong. You dare to look down on the heroes of our Rainy Sky City, and today I will let you know how powerful I am! ”
Boom!
As soon as the words fell, Yan Jue's right hand was erected, and he only heard the sound of 'bang', and a sharp sword in his arms suddenly came out of its sheath and flew into his palm.
"You're going to fight me?"
Liang Xiao raised his eyebrows and shook his head disdainfully. "Your Great Disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect, Wang Zhong, was defeated in my hands, and the sect master Wanguizang was also defeated in my hands. If your ancestor Mu Yitian is also defeated, I will see what qualifications your Hidden Sword Sect has in the future to mix in this rainy sky city. ”
"Ancestor, kill him!" When Wan Gui Zang heard this, he was furious.
He has been famous for a long time and has a very high status in Rainy Sky City. Even if Liang Xiao was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old after all. Defeated in the hands of such a kid, he had already regarded this matter as a lifelong shame in his heart. Now that he heard Liang Xiao mention it again, how could he swallow this breath?
"Ancestor, get justice for us!"
"Kill him......"
The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect also shouted at this moment.
Yan Jue was helped up, and his qi and blood were already weakened to the extreme. His Vajra Glaze Gong was broken, and he couldn't recover his peak in three years. At this time, he looked at Liang Xiao, and there was a lot of hatred and anger in his eyes. He bowed to Mu Yitian from afar, and said loudly:
"Mu Yitian, Liang Xiao's son has been deeply demonized, I can't do Buddhism, and I can't surpass him. Please also come and take action, eradicate this son for me, and eliminate the harm for our Rainy Sky City! ”
"Naturally!"
Mu Yitian took a step forward, and looked at Liang Xiao with a pair of cold eyes. "Even if you don't need to say it, I'll let him know how good I am!"
Rumble!
As soon as the words fell, Mu Yitian's eyes were full of coldness, and the soles of his feet suddenly stepped out, and the whole person turned into an extreme wind, rushing towards Liang Xiao like lightning. At the same moment, he raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it forward.
Crash~
This is a sword light that is diffused to the extreme, and the speed is so fast that it is almost impossible for a pair of naked eyes to glimpse the mystery in it. At the same time, the vast sword shadow was also turbulent to the extreme at this moment, even enveloping most of the Divine War Land.
Naturally, even Liang Xiao's figure was shrouded in this pervasive sword light, making it impossible to distinguish his position.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sword shadow led to a piercing sword sound, which was almost connected into a vast piece at this moment.
"What a terrible sword!"
Seeing this scene, even Yan Jue couldn't help but show a trace of shock. He clasped his hands together and exclaimed, "Mu Yitian has been sitting in bitter meditation for so long, but I didn't expect that the swordsmanship was not rusty, but became more and more exquisite. Thirty years ago, the poor monk was not his opponent, and now when he sees it, he is not his opponent! ”
"His swordsmanship, even if Liang Xiao's physique is like a demon beast, he will also be cut by him with a sword!"
Speaking of this, Yan Jue immediately looked ahead.
However.
In the face of this terrible sword rain, Liang Xiao's face did not show the slightest panic, but showed a hint of faint disdain. Wanting to test his swordsmanship with him is tantamount to self-deprecation.
"Boom!"
With a finger of sword light, the Tai'a sword rotated, provoked, adhered and rotated in the void...... He slashed out sixteen swords in a row, and each sword did not give in at all, and in an instant, it was already completely dissolving Mu Yitian's sword rain in an instant.
"I don't believe it!"
A trace of shock flashed in Mu Yitian's eyes, and the long sword in his hand swung fiercely forward.
Crash~
In an instant, countless sword rays in the void quickly converged at this moment. Thousands of sword lights fused rapidly and condensed into a sword at this moment. It was like a hundred rivers converging, and the originally scattered forces were also fused together at this moment, and they slashed down.
At this moment, it was as if the air had been forcibly torn apart by him.
"Boom!"
Before this sword slashed into Liang Xiao's body, the infinite sword gang had already sprung up madly. The ground around him was torn apart inch by inch at this moment, leaving a series of shocking and terrifying sword marks. As far as the eye could see, Liang Xiao's place was a hundred meters in circumference, and the entire land seemed to have been completely overturned!
"Liang Xiao, go die!"
Mu Yitian's eyes widened in anger and let out a shocking roar.
In the face of this sword, Liang Xiao held the same sword......