Chapter 331: A Fatal Sword

At this moment, Murong Chong's extremely painful wail suddenly came from in the hall

When everyone heard the sound, they saw Murong Chong's figure smashing down from mid-air like a bolt of lightning and slamming it to the ground.

It turned out that just now Murong Chong volleyed up in the air and flew quickly towards the sword spirit hanging in mid-air, trying to subdue the sword spirit, when Murong Chong's figure flew into the air and the long sword in his hand stabbed at the sword spirit sword body, the sword spirit sword body suspended in mid-air suddenly flashed out bursts of sword light, with the sword spirit's sword body as the center, it quickly expanded out in all directions, forming countless sword shadows, and suddenly stabbed towards Murong Chong's figure.

Where did Murong Chong think that the sword spirit would suddenly burst out with such a terrifying sword shadow, and stabbed towards his body from all directions, and then quickly collected the sword to protect his chest, at the same time, the figure flashed rapidly, and countless afterimages changed in mid-air, and it fought fiercely with the countless sword shadows transformed by the sword spirit sword body.

And Murong Xian, Su Yingxue, Su Yingrong, Su Yarou, and Su Qing were staring intently at the air, watching the countless remnants of Murong Chong's body quickly dodge in mid-air, trying to avoid the countless sword shadow attacks that were shattered by the murderous aura of the sword spirit sword body.

For the terrifying scene that happened in mid-air, the five Murong Immortals were all afraid and frightened! First of all, Murong Chong deserved to be a master of the Sage Realm, and his swordsmanship and body skills were unfathomable, so that the five Murong Immortals had to feel a burst of fear at Murong Chong's martial arts cultivation! The master of the Sage Realm really lives up to his reputation, and it is by no means something that ordinary martial artists can imagine. It also corresponds to the old saying that all the saints are ants.

Judging from the countless afterimages of Murong Chong's body shape, as well as the sword moves and swordsmanship used, among all the people in the hall, there was no one who could take three moves from Murong Chong's sword, and he would definitely be defeated, and even die on the spot under Murong Chong's terrifying sword qi.

However, although Murong Chong's martial arts cultivation has been promoted to the realm of a sage, his swordsmanship is also unfathomable, but in the face of the countless sword shadow attacks transformed by the sword spirit, he has no upper hand at all, and he is defeated all the way, and he can only passively flash his body to avoid the attack of the sword spirit and sword shadow.

As a result, the five Murong Immortals, even the lone wolf, and Zheng Wei were all terrified by the terrifying power of the sword spirit! You must know that Murong Chong is a master of the Sage Realm, and he fights to the death with him, if Murong Chong has murderous intentions against him, he will definitely not be able to escape from Murong Chong's sword.

However, it is such a sword, but it has stubbornly defeated Murong Chong, a master of the Sage Realm, and he may be defeated at any time and become a dead soul under the sword of this sword. As a result, whether it was the five Murong Immortals or the lone wolf, they all felt a burst of jealousy of this sword that suddenly appeared in the hall!

What kind of sword is this? Who is the owner of this sword?

Countless feelings of jealousy, as well as doubts, suddenly rose in the hearts of Murong Xian and the lone wolf in an instant. There was a look of horror in his eyes, looking at the air from a distance and still seemed to be an understatement, but the sword shadow attack was the sword spirit sword shadow that launched a fatal attack on Murong Chong mercilessly, and the bodies of several people involuntarily shuddered, and they subconsciously moved a few steps behind them, trying to hide far away and avoid the countless sword shadow attacks that the sword spirit transformed.

And Murong Chong himself felt that his martial arts cultivation was gradually dissipating step by step, and he was becoming more and more powerless after he quickly swung the long sword in his hand and suddenly fought against the countless sword shadows transformed by the sword spirit.

While feeling a burst of horror in his heart, Murong Chong knew that he couldn't defeat the peerless divine sword in front of him at all, let alone surrender this peerless divine sword and own it for himself. Immediately, Murong Chong's figure flashed, and he quickly flashed towards the right side of the hall, trying to avoid the countless sword shadow attacks transformed by the sword spirit, and escaped out of the hall.

But just as Murong Chong's figure moved, the countless sword shadows transformed by the sword spirit suddenly converged towards the center from all directions, and suddenly shrank together, forming a huge sword qi, and it stabbed towards Murong Chong's body quickly.

"Phew"

When the great sword qi above the sword spirit sword body suddenly stabbed towards Murong Chong's body, a sword roar with supreme majesty immediately erupted in the hall, and it quickly spread throughout the hall.

And when Murong Chong saw the countless sword shadows transformed by the sword spirit sword body suddenly converge towards the sword body, and suddenly burst out a huge sword qi stabbing towards his body, he immediately probed with his right hand, regardless of whether he could take this fatal attack of the sword spirit at this critical moment, stabbed the long sword in his hand suddenly, and stabbed the tip of the sword spirit, trying to quickly flash to the right side of the hall after receiving the sword spirit's fatal sword, looking for an opportunity to escape from the hall.

But just when the long sword sword in Murong Chong's hand had just taken shape, Murong Chong suddenly felt a flash of blue light in front of him, and he felt a sudden sharp pain in his left chest, and then his body trembled, and the long sword in his hand broke away from his hand at once, and smashed down to the ground at the same time as his body.

Before Murong Chong, who smashed to the ground, could react from his fear, the sword spirit hanging in mid-air pierced the sky again, and drew a Dao sword shadow in mid-air, and launched a fatal attack on Murong Chong.

Murong Chong, who had already been fatally injured by the sword spirit sword in the left chest and heart, no longer had any strength to fight back at this moment, and when he saw that the tip of the sword spirit was about to stab Murong Chong's neck, there was a sudden ethereal sound of a hole flute outside the hall