Chapter 50: Breaking the Realm with Battle
The wind and sand are rolling, covering the sky and the sun.
He Zixuan stirred up the storm with a sword, wanting to break through the shackles of martial artists in battle and be promoted to the martial arts realm.
The third elder was furious and shouted, "Little bastard, just because you also want to follow the mad emperor?" ”
Led by He Zixuan's long sword, the aura was mighty, and he said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense, today I, He Zixuan, want to kill you and preach the Tao, and return me to the Moon Sect!" ”
"Don't be ashamed, since you insist on begging for death, the old man will clean up the door, and all the disciples of the Rin Moon Sect will listen to the order and quickly go to arrest the villains who murdered Qingyao, you must see people alive, and you must see corpses when you die!"
Let the disciples of the Rin Yue Sect take the first step, and the three elders are ready to kill He Zixuan here.
Hearing this, all the disciples looked at each other.
He Zixuan's words really touched many people and wanted to stand on his side.
"Huh? Do you also want to disobey me? Seeing that they had not moved, the three elders said angrily.
The roar was like thunder, and the frightened disciples said in unison: "Disciples don't dare, disciples don't dare to ......"
After all, this is the Shenwu Continent, the realm of the Rin Moon Sect, whoever has the biggest fist will make sense, even if some people are unwilling, they have to admit it at this moment.
In an instant, many disciples went on the road one after another and embarked on the road of chasing and killing Shen Muxi.
"And you, why don't you move?" Seeing that there were still dozens of people who did not move, the three elders couldn't help but be angry.
At this time, Chen Jiaoxi came out of the crowd and said, "He Zixuan, we support you, Rin Yue Sect, it's time to clean up the dirt."
"That's right, what's the fear of death?"
The people who stayed behind stood up one after another and expressed their willingness to support He Zixuan.
"Okay, well, since you are all looking for death, then don't blame me for being rude!" The three elders said three good words in a row, the killing intent spread, and they used the tidal palm for the second time, ready to make a move on He Zixuan.
He Zixuan's eyelids didn't even lift his eyelids, and he shook his long sword and said: "A man was born in the world, and he should be worthy of heaven and earth, and he is bold and open."
In troubled times, filth and unsettled, I, Hezixuan, am willing to take charge of the three-foot Qingfeng, punish evil with one sword, and ...... Haoran sword"
A sword was slashed out, and the wind and clouds changed color.
A fierce and incomparable sword qi came out of the sword and went straight to the three elders to slash at it.
"Good time!" The three elders shouted loudly and raised their palms to greet each other.
On the one hand, the tide palm against the Haoran sword, on the one hand, is endless, like the tide crashing on the shore, on the other hand, it is a mighty sword qi, as if it can split the heavens and the earth, slamming together.
Bang –
The disciples who were shaking violently were temporarily deaf and their scalps were numb.
Is this a battle at the level of Wu Xuan? It's unimaginable!
"Look!"
After the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, someone pointed ahead and shouted.
Under the gaze of everyone, the robes of the three elders shattered, revealing their close-fitting inner armor, and their long hair was spread out, looking extremely embarrassed.
However, it is only embarrassing.
On the other hand, He Zixuan is not enough to describe it as embarrassed, after a blow, he was hit by the force of the shock and flew seven or eight meters away, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the seven orifices bled out.
"Hahahaha...... Little bastard is all there is to it? The blow hit He Zixuan hard, and the three elders laughed proudly.
"It's not over yet!" He Zixuan, who was in the dust, clenched the hilt of his sword and struggled to stand up again.
The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, He Zixuan's injury was not light, but the battle intent brewing in his chest did not diminish at all, "Old dog, eat me another sword!" ”
Standing in front, He Zixuan shot again.
This time, attracted by the long sword, the surrounding aura was forcibly detained, and the sound of electricity around the sword body was emitted.
"Haoran Sword Qi, slash!"
Holding the sword in both hands, He Zixuan slashed out the sword in an oblique manner.
With the trajectory of the sword qi's flight, a terrifying crack was plowed into the ground, as if the earth had been cracked after being destroyed by an earthquake.
The power of this sword is even greater than that sword of Fang Cai.