The Strongest Martial Emperor" (Author: Yiqu Dongfeng Chapter 329 The Power of the Sword God (II)) text, please enjoy!

It wasn't until Ximen Blowing Snow's body fell downward, and the many powerhouses standing above the void did not rely on the support of any magic weapon, but only used its purple-level cultivation to fly, and this discovery caused a commotion among the powerhouses on both sides!

"Thank you, uncle, Master......" Knowing that Ximen Blowing Snow would not intervene in this war, the big stone hanging in Yue Linglong's heart was put down, and the conversation between Ximen Blowing Snow and Yue Linglong, except for these two people, no third person knew.

On the friendship between Yue Shui Han and Ximen Blowing Snow, Yue Linglong's uncle, Ximen Blowing Snow can be said to be worthy of the name, three hundred years ago, Yue Linglong was taught by Ximen Blowing Snow, so that Yue Linglong has such a high attainment in kendo today, and got the guidance of the sword god who comprehended the eight-layer sword intent, Yue Linglong was naturally happy in her heart, and after repeating what Ximen Blowing Snow said on both sides in her heart, Yue Linglong bowed down to the West Gate Blowing Snow who was quickly sweeping to the southeast, and gave a slight salute to Ximen Blowing Snow, which can be seen how much respect Yue Linglong, the peerless powerhouse who leads the demons in the Western Regions, is to Ximen Blowing Snow！

Master's uncle, is Yue Linglong's name for Ximen Blowing Snow three hundred years ago, thinking of this kind but unstructured title, Yue Linglong also felt a trace of warmth in her heart, two hundred years ago, the disappearance of Yue Shui Han, resulting in Yue Linglong for hundreds of years, the feeling of relatives, even as the king of all demons, Yue Linglong is very nostalgic, and the appearance of Ximen Blowing Snow undoubtedly gives Yue Linglong a sense of family intimacy.

Yue Linglong also wanted to catch up with Ximen Blowing Snow, her uncle and master, but when she heard the words of Ximen Blowing Snow, coupled with the fact that the two armies were facing each other at this time, and the two armies were still charging each other on the battlefield under her feet, Yue Linglong dispelled the idea in her heart, and only hoped that she would meet Ximen Blowing Snow again in the future, but Ximen Blowing Snow's sentence "The Sword God is deceased" really made Yue Linglong confused for a while.

Looking at the Ximen Blowing Snow that fell downward, Yue Linglong waved his skillful hand, and the black evil dragon under his feet split apart and turned into two small black dragons, and when his mind turned, one of the black dragons came to the feet of Ximen Blowing Snow with lightning speed, and held the body of Ximen Blowing Snow that originally fell quickly, until escorting Ximen Blowing Snow to land safely, then flew back to Yue Linglong's feet, and fused with the black dragon under his feet again.

The appearance of Ximen Blowing Snow was very short, only more than thirty seconds, and it was these thirty seconds that made the strong men on both sides fall into a strong shock. The white long dragon condensed by the eight-layer sword intent, and the cultivation of the peak of the purple-level top-grade all shocked the nerves of all the strong people present, and even Shen Jun, who was known as a sword that broke the sky, also had great respect for the eight-layer sword intent on Ximen Chuixue's body.

The sword of the sword is supreme, when the sword intent on Ximen Blowing Snow appeared, Shen Jun put away the shelf of the black-level powerhouse, and can comprehend the existence of the eight-layer sword intent, Ximen Blowing Snow definitely has the qualifications to make Shen Jun bow his head, for this sword-wielding powerhouse who has concealed himself and Yue Linglong, the two black-level powerhouses, Shen Jun is also very admired in his heart, and he does not have the slightest emotion for the unceremonious words of Ximen Blowing Snow.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless people who have used swords, but there are very few who can comprehend the sixth-layer sword, and the swordsmen who have comprehended the seventh-layer kendo are even rarer.

Although he couldn't fly, the speed of Ximen blowing snow was still extremely fast, but it was only the time of three breaths, and the white figure of Ximen blowing snow disappeared from the sight of the strong men on both sides.

Ximen Blowing Snow had already left, and the turmoil in Fang Cai had naturally subsided, but just when the strong men on both sides turned their heads and wanted to continue to contain the enemy strong, a terrifying destructive force quickly came from a hundred miles away, and after breaking into this just calm space, it attracted the attention of the strong people on both sides......

"Boom ......" An explosion like ten thousand heavenly thunders descending at the same time suddenly appeared, mixed with a strong gust of wind and sand, so that all the strong people standing on the void couldn't help but cast their eyes on a place hundreds of miles behind Yue Linglong......

It's okay not to look at it, but at a glance, it is called the strong people on both sides, and even black-level powerhouses like Shen Jun and Yue Linglong are shocked, only to see that a hundred miles away from the battlefield, a sand dune that was originally fifty zhang high has disappeared, and in its place, there is only yellow sand and dust that has been blown up to a height of thousands of meters! Between the yellow sand, a bottomless black crater is like a black hole in the starry sky, so eye-catching, and above the black crater, a violent destructive energy is still circling, constantly stirring the yellow sand that is still flying in the air, turning a radius of twenty miles around the black hole into a place of death!

"A sword from the west!" Just when the powerhouses on both sides were moved by the giant pit, a vast voice came out of the giant pit, as if from hell, and the arrogance and coldness in that voice made Song Zhi shudder.

The voice had just appeared from the giant pit, whether it was a human or a purple-level powerhouse on the side of the demon beasts, they were all looking for traces of Ximen Blowing Snow next to the giant pit, but Ximen Blowing Snow had already left this place and went deep into the depths of the desert, but its voice suddenly came out of the giant pit, how could the strong people present not be alarmed? Only the two black-level powerhouses standing in their respective strong legions were just a little suspicious in their eyes, and they were not as frightened as the purple-level powerhouses.

Compress the sound into the energy through the Xuan Qi, just wait for the energy to explode, the sound will be released, such a trick is not uncommon for Shen Jun and Yue Linglong, who have cultivated to reach the black level, what really makes the two of them can't help but look sideways, is the power of a sword from the west! Such an attack, even the two who are black-level powerhouses do not have the confidence to block it without being affected, Ximen Blowing Snow can do this to such an extent with a purple-level top-grade peak, it can be seen that the word "Sword God" is well-deserved.

The eyes of the powerhouses on both sides were only fixed on the top of the giant pit for less than half a minute, and they were attracted by the noise coming from below, and when they looked down, they couldn't take their eyes off the eyes of many purple-level demon beast powerhouses and purple-level powerhouses on the human side......

"Kill ......" The shouting and killing sound in the mouths of the soldiers of the human tricolor legion was mixed with the sound of the collision of weapons, raising the momentum of the human warriors to the peak, and the momentum of continuous sublimation merged into a huge qi dragon, rushing towards the demon beast legion opposite the tricolor legion, aiming directly at the black miasma above the demon beast legion.

"Howling ......" In the face of the fierce murderous aura of the human legion, the third-level demon beast legion did not give the upper hand at all, and with the sound of beast roars spreading, the three demon beast teams also broke out at the fastest speed, rushing towards the human tricolor legion.

At this time, the distance between the two armies, after a minute of charging each other, had been shortened to a short distance of less than three hundred meters, that is, a distance of less than a hundred zhang.

The distance of a hundred zhang is at the feet of the blue-level powerhouse, but it is just a few breaths of time, under the fastest speed of the two sides to charge, but the time of three breaths, the blue-level demon beasts that rush to the front are convenient for the soldiers of the blue army to collide together, before the green and blue legions have not touched, the battle between the blue-level powerhouses broke out first!

The battle between humans and monsters, the battle of the intermediate legion has finally officially begun!

When the enemy met, his eyes were red, looking at the hateful human in front of him, and the dark blue Xuan Qi on the human body that was the same as himself, the tiger demon roared angrily in his mouth, and between the dark blue Xuan Qi, two tiger palms that were three points larger than the casserole slapped at the blue-level warrior, and the white tiger claws shone with dazzling white light under the sunlight, mixed with the dark blue Xuan Qi, setting off the iron claws of the tiger demon like several sharp knives, if it was grasped this time, it was the blue-level high-grade powerhouse on the opposite side, I am afraid that they would be seriously injured because of this。

In the face of the fierce attack of the blue-level tiger demon, the human blue-level warrior did not dare to hold it up, although this blue-level powerhouse once used fifty percent of the Xuan Qi to blast a blue-level demon beast into a pulp, but the ** of the blue-level demon beast The strength is no longer comparable to the blue-level demon beast, seeing that this tiger demon who has cultivated to be the same as himself and has reached the top grade of the blue level showed his iron claws at the beginning, the blue-level warrior hurriedly raised the wolf tooth bāng weighing more than three hundred catties in his hand, and hit the two tiger claws that rushed in his face, this wolf tooth bāng was made of four wrought iron by the casting master, and the blue-level warrior has always regarded it as a treasure, and the wolf tooth bāng made of four wrought iron bāng exudes blue light under the infusion of dark blue Xuan Qi, which shows that the blue-level powerhouse has also done his best.

The battle between the strong can be divided in the blink of an eye, and the blue-level tiger demon naturally understands in his heart that after cultivating to the blue level, the spirit of the demon beast is already the same as that of a normal human, except that it cannot be turned into a human form and speak, there is basically no difference between the blue-level demon beast and the blue-level human powerhouse, of course, in terms of strength, the blue-level demon beast is still one point stronger than the blue-level human.

"Roar!" A loud roar came out of his mouth, just like the killing sound in the mouth of a human being, the blue-level tiger demon saw the blue light on the wolf's teeth, and knew that this human was not easy to mess with, and quickly mobilized the Xuan Qi blessing in his body, making the blue on the two tiger palms a little more intense.

With a "bang", the wolf tooth bāng and the tiger palm collided together in the next instant, and between the collision of the two dark blue Xuan Qi, the yellow sand under the feet of the tiger demon and the blue-level warrior was aroused, enveloping the battle circle of one man and one beast!

The two figures were separated at the touch of a button, and the ** strength of the blue-level tiger demon was certainly strong, but it was inferior to the four-forged wolf tooth bāng in the hands of the blue-level warrior, and when the iron thorn on the wolf tooth bāng pierced into the tiger's palm, the tiger demon wanted to retract the strength of the palm but it was too late, so he had to suffer a secret loss under carelessness. Website of this site:, please support this site!

(Zilang Literature)