Chapter Seventy-Three: The Masses of the Lonely Battle

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Madness, boundless madness, is vividly reflected in Li Qianyou's body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He was covered in demonic energy, wisps and streams, as sharp as a spirit sword, around him, constantly shuttling, tearing the void, producing an extremely piercing roar.

Everyone's expressions changed greatly, and at this moment, Li Qianyou's body exuded a terrifying demonic intent, and his pupils seemed to be dripping blood.

A madness, a rage, and even a madness all gathered on him at the moment, bringing them to the extreme.

Crazy in the eyes, crazy in the body!

"Huh? That's the feeling, isn't it?"

"No way, it's absolutely impossible!"

Yao Zishan's face changed suddenly, as if he sensed something, but the next moment he looked frightened and yelled incredibly.

The seven people looked at him one after another, and even Bai Zijian, who had always been at odds with him, looked at him suspiciously.

"Yao Daoyou, do you know what he's doing?" Xiao Wenyu asked.

"No, stop him quickly, this is the breath of the sword momentum of the Shadow Streamer Sword contained in the sword map of Tianyou City, stop him quickly!" Yao Zishan said in horror.

What the?

Everyone was shocked, as the Tianjiao of the three major sects, they had naturally been to Tianyou City and had seen the sword diagram, but they were not as familiar with Yao Zishan.

And now, after he reminded them like this, the more they felt the momentum of Li Qianyou's body at this time, the more familiar they became, and it was clearly the same as the aura on the sword map of Tianyou City.

Not good!

Everyone's hearts froze, and they all shot out to prevent Li Qianyou from casting the sword momentum of the Shadow Streamer Sword.

The three major sects, a total of eight top Tianjiao, besieged Li Qianyou, which made the monks who were fighting for several miles sigh again and again, thinking that the Eight Great Tianjiao had finally made a move to strangle Li Qianyou, a peerless genius, together.

As everyone knows, the truth of the facts is not at all what they thought, and the eight people at this time were all shocked to find that they couldn't get close to Li Qianyou.

No matter how they broke through and attacked, there would always be a powerful force that froze their attacks in mid-air one by one, and that was the realm where Li Qianyou used his sword momentum to create.

He has the final say in his sword momentum domain, even if it is an ordinary Chong Ying cultivator, I am afraid that for a while and a half, he will not be able to break through his sword momentum domain, after all, the person who is running the sword momentum now is not Qin Ming, who has just advanced to the middle stage of spirit attraction not long ago, but Li Qianyou now!

"Do you really want to know what the first move of this Shadow Streamer is, Li will let you open your eyes now. Li Qianyou stared at Yao Zishan and smiled.

His smile was very evil and crazy, and he had an arrogant momentum, and his eyes instantly became fierce.

Then, within twenty meters of his body, countless transparent sword lights suddenly condensed, and the Dao Dao was fierce and powerful, and the momentum was magnificent, which made the eight people stunned.

At the same time, Li Qianyin Void strode out, his body was in the shape of a 'bow', and pointed into a sword, condensing a magic sword on the tiger's mouth in his left hand, and those sword lights shuttled at great speed, and they all submerged into the magic sword between his fingers.

"It's not good, get out of here!"

I don't know who shouted, under the incredible gaze of the battle monk for a few miles, the Eight Great Tianjiao turned around and fled without hesitation, but ......

"A sword separates the world!"

The words fell and the sword came out, and the magic sword skyrocketed.

A heaven-shattering demon sword that crossed the sky, like opening the heavens and the earth, appeared in everyone's field of vision, the demonic energy was surging, the sword was terrifying, and it slashed down directly.

Rumble~

There was an earth-shattering bang, followed by a burst of explosions, and a terrifying storm of sword light spread, even if the eight people scattered and fled, they could not escape the attack range of the sword.

The dust and smoke filled the sky, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, with Li Qianyou and others as the center, spreading in all directions for several miles, and the monks watching the battle retreated one after another, for fear of being caught in the terrifying sword light storm.

Within a radius of ten miles, the void space was full of fierce sword intent, and the cultivators who were weaker in cultivation felt this sword intent slightly, and their divine senses were like being stabbed by a sword, and their faces were pale, looking at the realm shrouded by sword qi a few miles ahead, and their hearts were shocked.

Is this still a power that a spiritual monk can control?

This question appeared in everyone's minds, but they all knew very well in their hearts that that the sword had reached the level of the Rushing Netherworld Realm in terms of momentum and power, and it could not be resisted by non-Rushing Netherworld monks.

At the same time, they were also very surprised by Li Qianyou, it turned out that this was his strength, no wonder he was arrogant in the secret realm, fighting against the three major sects and eight great heavens with the strength of one person, so bold and so courageous, the younger generation of the martial arts, no one could stand side by side with him.

It was almost an hour before everything slowly returned to calm, and the sword intent of the void space slowly subsided.

Everyone hesitated, did not dare to fly, and slowly walked towards the battlefield, but when they arrived, everyone was stunned.

Within a radius of three miles, it was reduced to ruins, and even the slightly larger stones could not be seen, all of which were crushed into powder and scattered in the wind.

The most puzzling thing for everyone was that they searched all over a radius of ten miles, but they didn't even find a single corner of the clothes of a few people who fought fiercely.

If you want to say that all nine people fell in the sword light storm, they won't believe it if they are killed, the only possibility is ......

In the Wild Ghost Ridge, it is dark and dark all the year round, and there is a thin layer of gray mist shrouded in the ridge, and from time to time from the depths of the Wild Ghost Ridge, there are bursts of ghosts crying wolf howls, which is a creepy sound.

There are even some lonely spirits, wandering everywhere, as long as a living person enters, they will be like moths to a fire, frantically pounce and bite.

At this time, in a place of decaying forest in the Wild Ghost Ridge, Li Qianyou leaned against a rotten tree with a pale face.

In the gray mist behind, there was an unknown thing, and the solution slowly moved towards Li Qianyou.

"I'll you!"

The unidentified thing disintegrated, and after a sparse commotion, a blood-robed mallet dog thief came over, and the ones he threw on the ground were naturally eight Tianjiao.

Before the sword light storm broke out, they knew that they couldn't escape the attack range of a sword in another world, and they all used their own methods to save their lives, although they managed to survive without dying, but they were seriously injured, and they all fainted, and it can be said that they lost most of their lives.

Of course. Unleashed a sword in the world, and also paid a considerable price.

That sword drained almost all the demonic spiritual power in his body, but fortunately, his spiritual power was strong and his physique was strong enough, so he didn't stage the scene of Qin Ming's near death in the Ghost Fang Swamp.

He arranged in advance for Han Zhuo, who is now the mallet dog thief, to escape underground, and waited until the sword light storm weakened before acting according to the plan and carrying the eight people who had passed out to this wild ghost ridge.

"Your Excellency and the two of you have been following you all the way for so long, shouldn't you come out to breathe?" Li Qianyou suddenly said.

The mallet dog thief's face was stunned, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a man and a woman, dressed in purple, not far away, and they were the Situ brothers and sisters.

The mallet dog thief suddenly seemed to be facing a great enemy, Situ Changhao was powerful, he knew it very well, plus a Situ Xuan, if the two of them were in trouble at this moment, I am afraid ......

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