Under the heavenly crystal, a figure sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his expression relaxed, his face was as warm as jade, if it was not motionless and there was no breath of life, it would be no different from a living person.

Loufu God!

Who can die under the heavenly crystal, and the body has not rotted for so many years, except for a powerhouse of that level, who else can do it.

"Lord Luofu, haha...... The God of the thirty-three days also wants to come to the sword shrine and die well, die well!"

The man burst out laughing, his words full of disdain for the Lord of Louvre.

After a moment, the laughter stopped, and the man looked at Tianjing behind the Luofu Heavenly Lord, and said to himself with burning eyes: "Tianjing, this is the Ancient Divine Soldier!"

Instead of dusting in this sword mound, why don't you go out with me!"

With that, the man grabbed the Tianjing with one hand, and as soon as his hand touched the hilt of the sword, a terrifying sword aura erupted from the Tianjing.

Flesh and blood flying!

The man immediately retreated, and when he looked down, the palm of the sword holding the sword had already appeared Dao sword marks, each of which was deep to the bone, and the blood stained the entire palm red.

"Even dead things dare to hurt me!"

The man was furious, his eyes were full of resentment, and he carefully took out a dark iron box from his arms, and said with a sneer: "I really thought it was an ancient divine soldier, and there was nothing that could control you!"

Before the dark iron box was opened, Tianjing seemed to feel something, and the sword qi that had burst out suddenly suddenly converged a lot.

The man was about to open the dark iron black, but he stopped his movements and looked at the other side with a solemn face.

There, a one-armed old man appeared.

If Fang Xiu was here, he would have found out that this person was the remnant of the cult that had been encircled and suppressed in Liucheng before.

"Thirteen, you're really ghostly!"

The man said gloomily.

The one-armed old man thirteen opened his mouth and said: "Fifteen, it's still too late to go back with me, the sword mound can't be moved lightly, return the inheritance, and the sect will fall lightly!"

When Fifteen heard this, he immediately burst out angrily: "Why do you want to go back, guarding the inheritance is like a rat crossing the street, I'm fed up, and I won't return the inheritance."

I will do what you don't dare to do, and when I get the inheritance, who will dare to treat our Sword Sect as a cult.

If anyone refuses to accept it, kill him and his blood will flow like a river!"

"Fifteen, you're enchanted!"

Seeing the fierce fifteen, fifteen sighed and said.

"Enchanted?"

Fifteen sneered and said: "Even if it is a demon, the Sword Sect has fallen to the point where it is now in the hands of your group of people, and it is your forbearance and retreat that have given the righteous demon two chances."

You don't have the courage to do it, and I don't blame you, but why should you still occupy the inheritance!

Now that the inheritance is in my hands, you have no chance of taking it back.

And the sword mound has been opened, and the inheritance here will definitely appear, and whoever stops me will be an enemy.

Thirteen, I don't want to do anything with you, don't force me!"

"Fifteen, you're pushing me!"

The thirteenth words fell, and only the sleeve of the right arm floated, and more than a dozen sword qi came out of the body, each of which was as thick as an arm, and bombarded the fifteen before Tianjing.

Thirteen and Eleven made a move, and Fifteen had already expected it, with a cold smile on his face, and the same several sword qi bombarded out.

Rumble!

The sword qi met in pairs, setting off a fierce wind between the two, and the sword qi that escaped lasted for a long time.

Thirteen one-armed void takes, and a long sword stuck in the ground in the distance is held in his hand.

With the long sword in hand, the momentum of the thirteen suddenly changed.

The thirteen long swords trembled lightly——, and the sword momentum suddenly appeared like a streamer, and the figure that stayed in place also appeared on the left side of the fifteen in an instant, and the sword qi broke through the air on the long sword.

Bite!

A long sword blocked Thirteen's attack, and Fifteen had already taken a sword in his hand at some point.

Ding! Ding!

The figures of the two of them changed uncertainly, and they kept moving, and when the long sword waved, the sword qi rose vertically and horizontally, and the surrounding area of the agitation vibrated endlessly.

The thirteenth at this moment was completely different from what Fang Xiu had seen before.

At that time, Thirteen, under the siege of several second-rate martial artists, almost couldn't get out.

Now it is a completely different display of strength, under the burst of sword qi, each sword qi is not weaker than the blow of the innate extreme realm, cutting through the void and destroying everything.

After a period of recuperation, Thirteen apparently returned to its heyday.

Even if he holds a sword with one arm, he is not weaker than fifteen.

"Fifteen, don't struggle, there is still room for maneuver to hand over the inheritance and go back with me to receive the punishment, if not, things will not be so simple!"

As he spoke, the thirteen long swords turned sharply, and the Dao Dao sword circle spread out like ripples, enveloping many sword qi in it, firmly sealing it in one place.

The fifteen figures retreated one after another, the true qi lingered on the sword body, and the sword light that was condensed like substance swallowed out, and the sharp sword light slashed out, and the Dao Dao sword circle was shattered invisibly.

"Going back is a dead end, Thirteen, since you don't miss the old love, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Fifteen's expression was cold, and the long sword in his hand suddenly exploded, and the true qi enveloped countless fragments like a rain of flowers in the sky.

The thirteen expressions remained unchanged, the long sword was like a phantom meteor, and layers of phantoms were stacked up, like a sword and a thousand swords, and the sword momentum burst out with a bang, and the momentum was as noisy as a dragon!

The fragments wrapped in true qi were cut off one by one, and the sword shadows were stacked on top of each other, enveloping the thirteen in the sword shadows.

The two fought fiercely, and the fierce sword qi continued to escape out, and the sword momentum and sword intent rushed into the sky, and the sky above the shaking sword mound roared like thunder.

Luo Haochen paused and looked at the sky behind him.

There, the sword intent rushed into the sky!

Fang Xiu also felt it, this was the induction between kendo masters.

Luo Haochen said: "It seems that there are many kendo masters who have come in this time, and those who can use this kind of sword intent should not be underestimated in the precipitation of kendo."

It's just that there is something right now, otherwise I would like to have a good fight with them!"

"The seniors didn't come in for the Sword Sect inheritance, but for what?"

Fang Xiu retracted his gaze, looked at Luo Haochen and asked.

"Not for inheritance, for others!"

Luo Haochen avoided talking about it and said: "Where is the inheritance of the Sword Sect, you still need to explore it yourself, the place where this seat is going is not the same as you, so let's separate!"

If there is a time to see him again, I hope you have ascended to the heavens!"

"Inheriting the auspicious words of the predecessors, this time the kindness of the seniors to help each other, remember it in my heart, if he can see him again in the future, he will definitely be rewarded!"

"Let's talk about it!"

Luo Haochen waved his hand, and in a few steps, he had already disappeared in front of Fang Xiu's eyes.

Fang Xiu stopped where he was, stared at the direction Luo Haochen had left for a few moments, and finally followed the direction that attracted the ice spirit.

Luo Haochen, the seventh son of the Huashan Sect of Pure Yang, Fang Xiu remembered this name.

If he can see each other again one day, it is not certain that he has really stepped into the congenital.

"Innate!"

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