The sword was dazzling, and when he saw this round of crescent moon, Li Changan immediately had a guess in his heart.

In the entire Northern Underworld, there is no one else who can have such a realm in the Great Dao Sword Path, and can make him feel familiar, except for the Qiankun Courtyard Sword Monarch who only hears his voice and does not see his person.

The Dark Night Heavenly Wolf ran for half an hour, and finally rushed to the edge of the desert, at this time, this place was already overcrowded, and all the Heavenly Xuan Realm monks were standing on the ground, only the Dao Realm powerhouses, and the few True Self Realm monks dared to stand in the air.

However, even if he was a True Self Realm cultivator, he still only dared to stand outside the desert, and the entire boundless desert was full of two battlefields inside.

Li Changan and Li Zheng fell far away, because the battle was mainly focused on the relationship in the void, and there was no need to worry about the problem of being blocked.

At this time, the two sides in the field have been fighting for nearly an hour.

One of them, as Li Changan guessed, was slightly shorter, dressed in the clothes of the Qiankun Courtyard, and had a solemn face, and it was indeed Murong Yanling, the sword monarch.

His opponents were not one person, but three powerhouses above the forty-five realms of the Dao Realm, wrapped in black robes made of special materials, wearing silver-white masks, only showing two eyes, unable to see the specific faces, let alone know their origins.

"Who are these three people sacred, even the Sword Monarch dares to snipe, aren't they afraid of the wrath of the Qiankun Academy?"

"If they were afraid, they wouldn't come, the two followers of the Sword Monarch were all masters, but they didn't just say kill and kill, and they didn't hesitate at all. ”

"The entire Northern Underworld, no, the entire Wuji Continent, I really can't think of any force that dares to do this, ignoring the prestige of the Qiankun Academy. ”

"Anyway, it's very strong, these three people are all forty-seven tribulations of the Dao realm, any one, not to mention the real combat power, has already surpassed the black and white holy son in cultivation. ”

"That's different, the age of the black and white saint is there, and these three people must not belong to the same generation. ”

“......”

For ordinary people, Qiankun Courtyard is too far away, even if Dao Jun is ambushed, it is just a lively watch for them, and it belongs to the fight of immortals.

Li Changan also saw two inhuman-shaped corpses on the ground, these two should be the followers of the Sword Monarch they said, and they were also strong men who went to heaven and earth, but at this time, they ended up dead without a corpse.

Looking at the three black-robed people, Li Changan filtered through the many forces in the Four Domains in his mind.

Except for the Qiankun Academy in the other three domains, there should be no force qualified to provoke the Qiankun Academy, the history of the Qiankun Academy is too long, and how deep the background is, it is estimated that only they know, if it is not an academy-type force, there is not much ambition, and there should be no problem in unifying the four domains.

Thinking of this, Li Changan was stunned suddenly, he instinctively excluded the East China Sea,

The Qiankun Courtyard suppressed the eons of eternity, and within the Four Domains, it has always maintained a transcendent status, and the same is true of the East Sea Demon District.

...... who can compete with Qiankun Temple

Only the East China Sea!

This thought together, like a spark in an instant, invaded Li Changan's heart with the power of a prairie fire.

Could this be the precursor to action that Tang Sheng said?

The mystery has not yet been revealed, and Li Changan is not sure, but this possibility cannot be ruled out.

And, it's very likely!

In the Void –

Murong Yanling held the knife in both hands, stood in front of his shoulder, and looked at the three great enemies who surrounded him in a corner, his face was solemn, but he had no fear, and his heart was more doubtful and murderous.

Like onlookers from afar, he also wanted to know where the three men came from.

A few days ago, on the way back to Qiankun Courtyard, Murong Yanling received a message from a missionary elder in the courtyard, asking him to come to the desert here, but did not say what he was doing here, only said that he should wait here.

That preacher elder is an old man of Qiankun Monastery, and he has dedicated his life to Qiankun Monastery, and it can be said that the entire Qiankun people, many generations of younger generations, have been taught by him, which is very respectable.

The same is true of Murong Yanling, who was the one who grew up watching the preaching elders and regarded him as his father.

Because of this, although he was puzzled by this message, he never doubted it.

Even if he was ambushed and both of his followers were killed, Murong Yanling preferred to believe that the Missionary Elder had an accident and that someone had used his Transmission Jade to pass on false news to himself, rather than that the Missionary Elder had betrayed the Qiankun Academy.

But no matter what the reason is, it does not prevent him from infinitely killing the three people in front of him.

Those who offend my Qiankun Courtyard will be punished!

"Three blinded mice, which hole did you get out of?"

Listening to this question, the onlookers were not surprised, and they had long been accustomed to it.

Murong Yanling was adopted by Qiankun Academy since he was a child, he is a decent person, he never does things that are unreasonable, he does not bully the weak, he is frank and unrestrained, and he is a well-known gentleman in the Northern Underworld.

But that's just normal.

When facing the enemy, Murong Yanling's mouth has always been unforgiving, and it is completely two extremes from usual.

The first time Li Changan saw him like this, his face was full of strange expressions, is this the sword monarch with the best reputation in the Northern Underworld? It was really unexpected.

In the void, the three black-robed people didn't say a word, and in line with the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, if you don't say it, you won't be wrong, staring at Murong Yanling in the middle.

Although the three of them were forty-seven tribulations in the Dao realm, there was only one calamity gap between them and Murong Yanling, but just such a calamity was completely a gap between heaven and earth, which was insurmountable.

In fact, there were not only forty-seven and forty-eight, but after forty eons in the Dao realm, the gap between each eons was so huge.

Although it was three to one, they were still not 100% sure that they would be able to suppress Murong Yanling.

The sword, the king of a hundred soldiers, the sword, the commander of a hundred soldiers!

Swords and swords, they have always been good at killing, if they are slackened and seized of the opportunity, it is very likely that today's siege will end in failure, or even the corpse will be here.

Therefore, Murong Yanling can be distracted, but they can't.

Moreover, their identity is invisible, and once it is recognized, it will be very troublesome.

Seeing that they didn't reply, Murong Yanling was not surprised, obviously it was not the first time that this had happened, these three people were more cautious than he imagined.

As everyone knows, in fact, in front of him, there is not much difference between wearing this mask and not wearing it, as long as he encounters these three people again in the future, even if he doesn't know their faces, Murong Yanling can easily recognize them.

"Since you are born with a cripple, then I won't force you, and I'll send you on your way early. ”

Rao is a person who is familiar with his character, and when he listens to such a damaging word, he still can't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

The three black-robed humane beings were surging, obviously angry, and they didn't delay immediately, and they launched extreme moves to beat people.

The weapons of the three of them are somewhat special, and they are all large seals.

One is carved with mountains and rivers on it, which is a lifelike picture of mountains and rivers.

One is carved with flying insects and beasts, wild demons, and fangs seeping people.

The last one is the appearance of all beings, the pattern is all people, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, the strong and the weak, all-encompassing.

I saw the big seal across the sky, whirring and rotating, and the volume suddenly became larger, like three isolated islands floating in the air.

On the first 'small island', there are constantly flowing waterfalls, glaciers and rocks shoot out, and the mountains and landslides crack the ground, like the power of heaven.

The second 'small island' flew out of the wild demons, roaring between the heavens and the earth, fierce and powerful, and demonic spirit.

The last 'island' is even more magical, with a strong man jumping out with smart eyes, like a real person.

Even on that 'island', there were many children watching the battle, clapping their hands and shouting.

The Three Great Seals, the Three Scenes of the World, are also three completely different paths.

However, in the face of such an offensive, whether it was the power of the shattered mountains and rivers, or the overwhelming demon attack, or the manifestation of the strong man of the human race, Murong Yanling could only meet it with one sword.

One person, one knife, standing across the moat, there is a lot of momentum when a husband is closed.

Every sword light can kill an empty field, and there is nothing close within a radius of 100 zhang.

Murong Yanling is like a god of war, with divine might, one person should respond to the three heavens and the earth, without falling behind at all, in just a tea time, there are countless strong people and big demons of the human race who 'died' under his sword, which is terrifying.

If these people and demons were real, the boundless desert in front of them at this moment would be blood-red and full of bones.

Murong Yanling's strength was terrifying, but the three black-robed people should not be underestimated.

Among the three Great Seals, there seemed to be endless offensives, endless, with seven distractions controlling the operation of the Great Seal, and three distractions secretly brewing real killer moves.

Every time the three of them secretly attacked, Murong Yanling's pressure increased greatly, and he was almost broken through the range of a hundred zhang.

Although the three of them have not achieved much obvious results so far, even the weakest person in the crowd can see that if they hold on for a long time, they will lose, and if they continue to defend like this, it will not be enough to solve the problem.

What ordinary people can see, Murong Yanling can naturally see, but it's easier said than done, and if you really want to break this situation, it's not so easy.

With one enemy and three enemies, he must always maintain nine distractions to deal with the three-party Great Seal offensive of the corner, and he can only divide one distraction to think about breaking the situation.

The conclusion is that there is no other way but to be tough!

Unless someone comes to the aid and interferes with the formation of the three black-robed people from the outside.

But in this situation, who would dare to take action?

Those who have a heart are powerless, and those who are powerful have no heart, this is the most true situation.

Relying on people is better than relying on others.

Calming down, Murong Yanling's sword intent skyrocketed, and his power increased by three points, directly expanding the 'territory' with a radius of more than a thousand zhang, completely suppressing the offensive of the three great seals.

However, it will still take some time to completely break it.

Murong Yanling's predicament is obvious, everyone can see that many people's spiritual power is working, and they seem to have the intention of making a move.

Qiankun Yuan is an aircraft carrier giant, if he takes this opportunity to get in touch, he will definitely be able to go straight to the top one day.

Others may not be sure, but this person is Murong Yanling, the Sword Monarch.

With his style, if it helps him, it is definitely a good investment.

Seeing these people's movements, the people around them quickly distanced themselves, for fear of standing too close to them and suffering from the pond fish.

In fact, just as they thought, hundreds of people shot out, and they attacked the three black-robed people overwhelmingly, intending to relieve the pressure on Murong Yanling.

No matter what the original intention was, this was indeed helpful to Murong Yanling.

However, the three black-robed men were not afraid at all, and raised their heads and sneered, as if to laugh at their ignorance.

Immortals fight, how can mortals like you be qualified to participate?

I saw that the three of them pinched the seal in their hands, and in an instant, part of the offensive in the tripartite seal was differentiated, and it was only less than one percent.

However, when it swept towards this group of people, it was devastating, so that it had no power to resist, and in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by countless demons, and there were no bones left.

It is also at this time that everyone has the most intuitive feeling of how big the gap is.

Among the people who had just jumped out, there were also powerhouses in the Dao Realm who had more than thirty tribulations, but they didn't make a splash at all, which showed what a terrifying attack Murong Yanling was enduring alone.

Li Changan and Li Zheng stood far away at the back, slightly doubtful in their hearts.

There were many onlookers, but for these three black-robed people, they could not pose any threat and could easily crush them.

But the three of them ignored the existence of everyone and chose to fight with Murong Yanling in front of everyone, which is different from normal thinking, if there is no deep meaning in it, Li Changan doesn't believe it anyway.

"Could it be that these three people did it on purpose?"

Thinking of this, Li Changan was not sure, if it was really like what he thought, then what was their purpose and what was their intention?

No one answered his doubts, and a loud 'boom' drew everyone's attention.

The moths of hundreds of people put out the fire, although it was not very effective, but it also eased the slightest offensive.

I saw Murong Yanling shouting violently, surrounded by knife intent, brushing out two knives in a row, sweeping away the mountains and rivers and the great demon seal, taking this opportunity, condensed the twelve points of Dao intent all over his body, jumped a thousand feet, and slashed out the strongest knife with the momentum of Huashan.

The sword light swept tens of thousands of miles, causing the space to collapse and recover, restore and shatter, and slash down at the seal of all beings with earth-shattering might.

Hands split the road of life and death.

Cut off the root of right and wrong!

The three big seals came out together, Fang Cai and Murong Yanling barely maintained the scorching situation, and now the two seals were shaken back, and the sentient beings were sealed one by one, although countless strong people flew out, and the offensive of Dao manifestation was overwhelming, but it was still like a moth to a fire, and it couldn't resist this earth-shattering knife at all.

The sword light tore apart all beings and slashed at the Great Yin's body, roaring continuously, and the overflowing sword qi rippled out, making everyone far away at the edge of the desert feel the piercing edge.

Cultivated as a weak person, coughing up blood constantly, and was seriously injured on the spot.

Forcibly received Murong Yanling's full sword, no matter how strange the big seal was, it still couldn't reach the level of a holy weapon, and it was cut in half on the spot, turning into two fist-sized pieces and falling down.

The spiritual weapon was destroyed, and the black-robed man who controlled the seal of all beings was also deeply damaged, coughing up blood continuously, and the blood stains were left from the mask, which was extremely miserable.

The three seals are a set, and if one of them is broken, the power will no longer be what it used to be, and the offensive will immediately weaken.

Murong Yanling was well aware of the truth that you would take advantage of your illness to kill you, and the offensive became more and more powerful, slashing out one after another, like the tide of the sea, endlessly, suppressing the three of them so that they couldn't do it at all.

It seems that the victory is decided.

Seeing Murong Yanling so powerful, the atmosphere of watching the battle from afar also relaxed, and many people even shouted, trying their best to roar, the strength was so great that it was not weak at all compared to giving birth to a child, and they roared so much that their faces were red and their necks were thick.

"The three jumping clowns dare to ambush Dao Jun? This is the end, there is no need for Qiankun Yuan to make a move, Dao Jun himself is enough to solve it. ”

"This battle is very dangerous, that is, the Sword Monarch, if it is replaced by the Eight Great Holy Sons, I am afraid that he will already be hated on the spot, of course, the Purple Pole Holy Son is not counted. ”

"Now it's time to panic when the forces that sent these three people out, when the sword king kills these people, he will definitely be able to find out the mastermind behind the scenes, I have a hunch that a big drama is about to start. ”

"Seconded. ”

“......”

Ninety percent of the people's eyebrows danced, as if the sword king had won a big victory, and he was honored, but he was vigorously touted, and his voice was louder than the other, for fear that others would not hear what he said.

A small number of people frowned slightly.

These three black-robed people came with a murderous aura, looking like they were about to kill Murong Yanling, although the three great seals were terrifying, they could only trap Murong Yanling, and the stalemate in front of them was just maintained.

With this method, how could it be possible to kill Murong Yanling?

Unless, they are bluffing.

Or, there's another hole card!

The real killer move has not yet been revealed.

Of the two possibilities, Li Changan prefers to believe in the latter.

There are not many stupid people in this world, no one wants to do something to die, if they are not absolutely sure, they dare to be so big?

As if to verify Li Changan's conjecture, the void was ravaged by madness, and the three people who were already injured finally couldn't bear it anymore, roared and fought hard, paying the price of a few mouthfuls of blood, and opened up enough distance.

Looking at Murong Yanling, who came with a knife, the three of them glanced at each other, nodded secretly, and the black-robed man who controlled the mountain and river seal flipped his palm, and a pitch-black ball floated in the palm of his hand.

"Murong Yanling, if you can use this thing, you will die a well-deserved death!"

As if they were absolutely sure, the three of them spoke for the first time.

The words fell, and the ball was crushed violently.

Suddenly, the sky was blood-red, shrouded in a boundless sea of blood.

Just when everyone was shocked, a palm stretched out in the sea of blood and slapped down towards Murong Yanling.

This palm is as white as jade, however, there is no spiritual power surging on it, it is ordinary, just like an ordinary person.

But in this situation, how can it be an ordinary person?

Murong Yanling's complexion changed greatly, and she felt a strong life-and-death crisis, as if she was imprisoned, and even her movements became extremely slow.

At the moment of life and death, Murong Yanling didn't dare to keep his hand, his blood and qi burned all over his body, he shouted violently, and forcibly broke the confinement, but it was too late to dodge.

In a hurry, Murong Yanling held the knife high in his right hand, and quickly sealed his left hand, reciting words in his mouth, and finally when the palm fell, he merged into the knife with his body and took the world-destroying blow.

Hearing a loud bang, the palm of his hand instantly became larger, and he directly slapped the long knife with cold light into the ground, leaving a huge handprint of nearly 10,000 miles in the desert.

After a palm, it seemed that the energy was exhausted, and the giant palm retracted into the sea of blood, and when the wind blew, the sea of blood collapsed, as if it had never appeared.

Around the desert, everyone was stunned, looking at the abyss-like big handprint, for a while, no one dared to make an uproar.

No one would have imagined that the amazing and glamorous Sword King would fall like this?