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Several elders of the Tianshan Mountains were knocked away, and they were seriously injured and coughed up blood, and the disciples with low cultivation were directly hanged.

It's not that they are not strong, but they underestimate the power of Wentian and the Immortal Sword.

Holding the fairy sword and possessing the immortal arts, the power of Wentian directly chased the power of Renzun, and dozens of them except for the elders in Renzun, the others were just Yuan Ying or spiritual cultivators, so they naturally couldn't stop Wentian Yijian.

Wentian has the power of martial arts, and the power of martial arts can constantly devour the power of heaven and earth to supplement Wentian, so Wentian has no strength at all.

Wentian killed more than a dozen people in Tianshan with a sword, only the elder who respected the cultivation of the people survived, but he was also seriously injured, and the wind blew around him to blow Wentian's hair and fly with the wind, holding a sword in one hand.

"Who else? Whoever wants to stop me, come.

Looking at the cultivation of asking heaven to hurt people's respect, and no one dared to disadvantage him for a while.

Whoever kills him, I Tianshan guarantees that the fairy sword belongs to him, Mengxue's master said, she didn't want to take action in person, and she was afraid that Mengxue would be dissatisfied with her and Tianshan in the future, so she planned to let someone else kill Wentian.

"Kill me, the old woman will die later, ask God to know that there is no reconciliation, so you have to scold her.

Look for death! You will definitely die, Master Mengxue said indifferently.

I'll kill him, I'll come, and after a short immersion, many people reacted.

Some people who had planned to kill Wentian were exposed.

With the Tianshan Master-level people as a guarantee, many people rushed to the fighting platform, this person has no sect Everyone can rest assured, Mengxue Shizun is afraid that they will not dare to start, and added a sentence.

Even the masters of other holy lands and sacred mountains joined in the interception and killing of Wentian, and after listening to the words of Master Mengxue, nearly a hundred more people wanted to kill Wentian.

Watching them kill themselves for the immortal sword, Wen Tian was also relieved. Haha, old woman, you really look up to me, okay, so many people want to kill me, then I'll kill me.

"The power of martial arts turns demons, and Wentian reverses the power of martial arts, making him a stronger other state, this state is called killing, and letting martial arts become demons.

Wen Tian didn't want to use this demon, because the demon transformation had disadvantages to himself, not to mention that his cultivation was low, but now he had to use it, and he was forced by the situation.

The power of Wentian is much stronger, and his cultivation fluctuates to the late stage of Renzun.

Wen Tiantai raised his head, and a pair of eyes turned dark gray, "Kill Wentian took the initiative to swing his sword to kill everyone, Wentian is like entering a no-man's land, killing in and out, they still underestimate the power of immortal arts, many people died in vain, and those who cultivated high regretted it was not easy, and they were injured by Wentian."

Immortal art not only depends on cultivation, but also on understanding and talent.

Asking the heavens and ordinary people is why they learned immortal arts, and if they are other people, they can't comprehend if they don't cultivate enough, which is also the reason why immortal magic is more powerful than other techniques.

It is very expensive to use immortal arts, but the power of martial arts that Wen Tian has learned is special, and he can absorb the power of heaven and earth for his own use, so he does not need to spend much cultivation to use the power of martial arts.

Wen Tian fought in and out of the crowd, and although he killed many people, he himself suffered a lot of injuries, and many wounds were cut out on his body, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

Death did not reduce people's desire for the Heavenly Immortal Sword and Immortal Arts, but more people joined the encirclement and suppression.

Because Wentian is now using the fairy sword to kill in and out, people can see that they have the extraordinary skill of the fairy sword and immortal arts, and they all want to get their hands on it.

Most of these monks who came to participate in the outer hall assembly were under the cultivation of the human respect, and the highest was only the cultivation of peeping into the sky, and the highest cultivation of the presiding elders of the Holy Land and the Sacred Mountain here was only one in the transcendent primary cultivation, of course, except for the Mengxue Master, and the Mengxue Master would not make a move.

Therefore, for Wentian, who has immortal skills after turning into demons, he will not be killed for a while, but many of them have Wentian and he has also been injured, and if this continues, Wentian will be consumed to death after a while, and he began to find that the power of heaven and earth devoured by the power of martial arts cannot keep up with the consumption, and the power of the demonization is also beginning to recede.

"Touch, Wentian trampled a monk under his feet, spared me, spared me.

If you want to kill me, then be ready to be killed, Wentian stepped him into the dirt without mercy, leaving a human figure on the ground, Wentian's kick shocked many people, but it was only a matter of a while.

Wentian Immortal Sword pointed and slashed at a few monks in front of him, he aimed at a monk, and several people next to him saw Wentian's thoughts, and blocked Wentian together to prevent him from succeeding, but Wentian didn't look at it at all, and avoided some fatal injuries a little, Wentian resisted the two swords, and finally his fairy sword successfully slashed off the monk's head, and his hand raised the knife and fell, "Brush, half of the person's head and body were crossed."

Wentian knelt down on one knee behind him, a drop of blood dripped from the tip of the sweeping sword, and half of the monk's head and body slowly slid down, half of his face still maintained a frightened expression, his face was distorted, his mouth was wide open, and the whole person fell.

"This" The monks who were about to kill Wentian all stopped, and Wentian's chewing on blood made them feel a chill.

Without waiting for them to think about it, Wentian raised the fairy sword again and opened the killing ring.

Master Xue'er asked you to see how he died, so as to break your fate, and Master Mengxue opened the gourd so that Mengxue could see everything that happened outside.

At this time, Wentian has become a bloody person, covered with scars, there is the blood of the enemy and his own, and the monks who were killed and killed by Wentian have reached more than 100 people, and their cultivation is not high, and they are all monks who are Yuan Ying or below.

Tianshan once again rushed to many elite disciples, all of whom were above Yuanying, and besieged Wentian together.

Looking at Wentian's crazy killing, and his fellow disciples constantly falling in a pool of blood, the indifferent expression of the master, Meng Xue's heart hurt even more.

At this time, Mengxue's grief and helplessness were transmitted to Wentian's heart, making Wentian even more crazy, and he could feel Xue'er's pain and helplessness.

Wentian didn't care about anything anymore, he just wanted to kill Master Mengxue and take Mengxue away.

In the face of more and more people's siege, Wentian was already powerless, and the demon began to retreat, and he was more seriously injured.

Long-lasting control of the fairy sword, and the use of immortal arts, his spirit has now reached the limit, he himself is special, if other people do this, they have already died of death.

The strength of his body was constantly draining, and Wen Tian retreated from human respect to spiritual cultivation, and suddenly he was much weaker, and his fatigue and pain became more intense.

But Wentian was still slashing and slashing wildly, all the way to Mengxue Master.

"Kill, Wentian roared, swept away with a sword with all his strength, and a huge sword qi spread out, and nearly half of the dozens of monks in front of him were killed, and those who were close were directly shattered.

The dozens of Tianshan disciples who were guarding in front of Master Mengxue all died, and they died in the sword of Wentian Fuqi.

"Whoever stands in my way is dead, and not a single monk has rushed up to kill Wentian, even though he seems to have reached the end of his strength.

The spicy nature of the question made them afraid, especially now that the eyes that wanted to kill blood, like a murderous demon.

Seeing that Wentian could walk in front of him, Mengxue Shizun took a second look, yes, he was able to kill me in front of him, Mengxue Shizun opened his mouth lightly, and he couldn't hear his feelings.

"Xue'er, now I will kill this person, let you watch him die with your own eyes, and also heal your thoughts, Master Mengxue said with a cold flash of cold light."

Old woman, take your life today, ask the sky and jump up, the fairy sword pointed directly at Master Mengxue, and slashed down.

Mengxue Master Venerable faced Wentian's all-out sword, raised his arm slightly, and a ball of fiery red energy appeared in his hand, and he stamped it with a palm towards Wentian.

The fiery red palm turned into a huge palm with energy, and slapped towards Wentian overwhelmingly.

The fairy sword was bounced away, unable to resist, Wentian felt the horror of this palm, and the powerful coercion smashed towards him like half a day, making him find that he was small and powerless to resist, and if he was beaten, he would definitely be wiped out.