The son of Nanlin's sword head? No wonder the swordsmanship is so powerful! I didn't expect that the owner of this Xie Jiazhuang actually left such a person in the village, it seems that this task may be more difficult than planned!

Looking at the red long sword in Broken Lang's hand that directly turned into a blood-colored monstrous wave and swept towards him, Shi Wuzun couldn't help Ling Ran. I didn't have time to think about anything else, so I put my palms together, and then with a sudden wave, I used my mastery at the bottom of the box, such as the palm of God!

Legend has it that in order to purify all sentient beings and eliminate misfortune, the Buddha passed on a set of peerless martial arts to mortals, and began to shine in the hands of Shi Wuzun!

Buddha moves mountains and rivers!

A palm is slapped out, as if the mountains and rivers are turbulent!

Good palm!

Shi Wuzun's palm is crazy, and the sword in Broken Wave's hand is not bad.

Thirteen swords of death, the family heirloom swordsmanship of Yan Thirteen, the top swordsman in the ancient dragon world. As its name suggests, this sword is all born for life!

Every sword is a killing move, and every move is to take people's lives!

Kill the gods and destroy the Buddha!

Under this monstrous wave of blood formed by the Huolin Sword in Broken Wave's hand, it seems that even the gods and Buddhas will be swept away!

Palm, wanton and wild, with vast energy!

The sword seduces the soul, such as the impermanence of life!

The intersection of swords and palms made all the viewers lose their minds, and it also directly aroused the overwhelming air waves!

"Good sword!" Shi Wuzun, who was bounced away and retreated several steps and finally stabilized his figure, glanced at the sword wound on his palm, and the internal qi that invaded his body like the sun, and couldn't help but look at the weak-crowned young man in front of him with a solemn face, and praised: "It is worthy of being the son of Nanlin Sword Head!" However, it doesn't seem like you're using your family's eclipse sword technique! ”

"Does any swordsmanship matter?" Broken Lang, who was also bounced away and stabilized his figure, said coldly: "If you can kill someone, you can't do it." ”

"That makes sense," Shi Wuzun squinted and nodded, "But why have I never heard of your name, with your identity, your martial arts shouldn't be obscure." ”

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you!" Broken Lang's face was not good, and it was obvious that Shi Wuzun reminded him of the time when he felt humiliated in the Tianxia Meeting, so he directly said coldly: "You should now consider how you will die at my hands!" ”

"I'm really confident," Shi Wuzun chuckled: "But young people, it's good to be confident, but it's not good to be so confident that you can't see the situation clearly!" ”

"What? Do you think you can win? Broken Waves said coldly.

"Of course," Shi Wuzun said solemnly, "I am the Protector of the Peerless City!" I can't think of a chance I could lose! ”

After speaking, Shi Wuzun, who had already luckily forced the strange internal qi that Broken Wave pierced into his body out of his body, shot again, and a pair of fleshy palms directly turned into Dao afterimages, and then all afterimages were reduced to one palm!

A palm is slapped out, as if the heavens and the earth are disgraced, and there is only one palm in the world!

The Buddha's light shines!

The most powerful palm of the Nyorai Divine Palm that Shi Wuzun could use!

"Is this what you rely on?" Broken Lang coldly swung his sword to meet him, and said coldly: "Then you are dead!" ”

The sword bloomed with a ghostly light, although this ghostly light looks inconspicuous, but anyone who sees it at a glance can't help but feel turbulent!

It can't be helped, because this ghostly light is no longer a sword or light in the eyes of those who see it, but death!

There is nothing else in the eyes of all who see it at this time, only death!

Fifteen swords! A sword that even the stunning swordsman Yan 13 couldn't control bloomed in the hands of Broken Waves, and it also officially appeared in the magnificent world of Fengyun!

How could there be such a sinister and fierce swordsmanship!

This is the only thought that is on the mind of Shi Wuzun now, and it is also the last thought!

If Shi Wuzun's martial arts cultivation is a few points higher, he may be able to use his strength to break through the skill and forcibly escape from the fifteen deadly swords of the broken waves.

But sorry, he didn't. Don't look at Duan Lang's young age, but he has a family background, and his own qualifications are not even inferior to the sons of this plane, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun. He also works hard and never wastes a little time.

Therefore, although there is a big age difference between him and Shi Wuzun, there is no world of difference in martial arts cultivation, and in addition, he uses the Huolin Sword among the top batch of divine weapons in the entire Fengyun world, which makes the distance even more wide.

Therefore, Shi Wuzun's ending was actually doomed when he stepped into Xiejiazhuang, and death was his only destination.

Pulling away the Huolin Sword from the throat of Shi Wuzun, whose eyes were already dilate, Broken Lang glanced at the sword in his hand with palpitations, because at the moment of the first meeting, it seemed as if even he himself was going to be pulled into hell.

This fatal fifteen swords are indeed magic swords!

Regardless of the distractions in his heart, without looking at this opponent, Broken Wave joined the other warbands.

Thirteen swords and swords killed each other, and after a while, all the people in the Peerless City brought by Shi Wuzun were wiped out!

"The owner of the village ordered that the heads of the corpses of the future criminals be cut off," the broken waves who put the sword into the sheath lightly instructed the others in Xiejiazhuang: "On the shore of Yicui Lake, build a Beijing view!" ”

"Yes!"

Wushuang City, Dugu Fang didn't know that the people he sent to Xiejiazhuang had been killed by the broken waves, and he also built a Jingguan. He was now with the others, calmly looking at the two people at the head of the Peerless City.

"Xie Feihong, is it?" The Sword Saint finally opened his eyes after Xie Feihong fell across from him, looked at him a little, and said, "You are younger than I thought. ”

"Is this a compliment?" Xie Feihong said expressionlessly.

"Sort of," the Sword Saint said lightly, "At your age, it is indeed quite difficult to have that kind of amazing sword technique." I remember that when the First Evil Emperor was young, I was afraid that he was three points inferior to you in terms of sword skills. ”

Xie Feihong said coldly: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"But you're young, you're also vigorous," the Sword Saint said, "If you wait another ten or twenty years to challenge me, maybe there's still a chance to survive from my sword." Now, you're just too immature. ”

Xie Feihong glanced at the Sword Saint deeply and chuckled, "You are very confident. ”

"Of course," the Sword Master said proudly, "because I'm the Sword Master!" ”

As soon as the two words of the Sword Saint came out of Dugu Jian's mouth, a peerless sword intent rushed directly into the sky, putting pressure on everyone present like a mountain! Let everyone feel as if there is a peerless sword, pointing at their forehead!

What a Juggernaut!

However, this unparalleled sword intent can make others fearful, but it is not good for Xie Feihong!

Perhaps his Sword Saint was indeed killed by virtue of his proud achievements, each of which was composed of countless corpses! Every word is covered with the corpses of countless top swordsmen!

But what Xie Feihong wants to spy on is the real supreme peak! A mere world of wind and clouds is just a drop in the ocean in his eyes. It is said that your Sword Master is not the top figure in the Fengyun World, that is, you are already the ruler of the world, and the sword town is in all directions! Xie Feihong will also be able to kill it sooner or later!

Therefore, in the face of the pressure of the Sword Saint as vast as the mountains, Xie Feihong didn't say much, and the long knife in his hand was directly unsheathed, and the sword light that flashed directly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Immediately after, everyone didn't seem to understand what was going on, and they saw that the Sword Saint had already left the place where they had just been, staring at the person in front of them with a solemn face!

And because of the breeze, the wisps that fell from the head of the Sword Saint and scattered on the crane hair in the middle of Xie Feihong and the Sword Saint!

Standing with his sword closed, as if he hadn't done anything just now, Xie Feihong glanced at the scattered crane hair, and once again said lightly to the Sword Saint with his gaze as ancient as a ghostly tan: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you were talking about just now, can you say it again." ”

PS: A book friend said that the fire unicorn is not dead? This...... I remember that this guy received the bento early, could it be that I remembered it wrong?