Chapter Twenty-Three: A Sword Cuts Mountains, a Sword Breaks a Star Scar!

The furious aura seemed to carry its own intelligence.

Several people from the True Martial Sect were directly shocked and flew off the field.

The sound of the screams suddenly rose and stopped abruptly.

I think that the meridians will be cut off in mid-air, and the vitality will be exhausted.

They have only one thought.

Terrible!

The smell was indescribable.

It's cold, but it's hot!

Peaceful, yet violent!

It was as if it could be seen that the breath was black, terrible black, incomparably black, as if it was going to destroy all living beings, and that kind of blackness made people see destruction, slaughter, hell, and despair!

So, they despaired.

With a look of shock, he disappeared from this world.

They don't know, why did they die?

No one can explain it, and no one knows!

The sword intent was destroyed, powerless, and the dagger was shaken back and struck the Great Elder's chest.

With a muffled sound, the Great Elder flew out of the platform and slammed into the field, splashing countless stones and gravel.

With the Great Elder as the center, the stone slabs on the field, like waves, gradually cracked and turned into fine particles.

The Great Elder is in a bad condition.

His face was pale and his expression was slightly gloomy.

If it weren't for his powerful body, if it weren't for the fact that Cang Luofeng didn't really have a ruthless hand, he would definitely be seriously injured and difficult to get up again.

I don't know why, my own Spirit Realm doesn't have the slightest ability to resist, why is that killing aura so powerful, and why does Cang Dusk Luofeng have to keep his hand.

The Great Elder knew that this was not the power contained in Cang Dusk Luofeng itself, he did not have it, and it was impossible for him to have it.

No matter how the Great Elder blocked it, he did block it.

There are many reasons, both direct and potential.

Of course, the most important reason was because he was wearing a fourth-order defensive spirit weapon, otherwise no matter how strong his physical body was, he would not be able to withstand it.

A scream with a violent connotation burst out from between the thin lips of the twilight maple.

There was a lot of anger, a lot of unwillingness, and a lot of confusion in this scream.

Countless rays of light emerged from the void like cyan lotus leaves, cutting off the four directions.

Cang Luofeng was angry, he was not good at hiding his emotions.

He can put his mood on his face.

He felt that it was too hypocritical for those people to live.

It's tiring to live like this!

He doesn't ask for others, he only believes in himself.

He believed others, but it didn't turn out to be what he wanted.

He knew what he was supposed to do today, but it was very difficult to get it done.

But he didn't hope that someone would be able to help him, because no one would.

This ending is undoubtedly very sad.

He doesn't put his hope in others.

He doesn't want to be such a person, and he is not such a person.

From the beginning to the end, he held hope in his own hands.

Hold on tightly.

Looking at the lotus sea that hid infinite danger and perceiving the aura full of silence, the Great Elder knew that he could no longer hide his strength.

Because, that's Qinglian from the underworld!

In the face of a Spirit Realm powerhouse, any trick or concealment means contempt, and that will definitely be punished.

He still holds the dagger in his right hand, ready to kill at any moment.

As a powerhouse of the Venerable Spirit Realm, he naturally knew the terrifying aura of it.

He thought of something and was a little surprised.

The people in the audience finally reacted!

They look at the twilight and falling maple in this one.

There are all kinds of moods.

Are those people anxious, or hopeless, or grieving early?

The little witch was no longer worried, because she felt the powerful aura on Cang Du Luofeng's body, and she was even more convinced that Cang Luo Feng had killed Yanling, and even people in the Spirit Realm could be killed, worried that it would be useless.

Lin Jiao's eyes never left, there was no movement, no performance, only inner worry.

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Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color.

The heavy clouds were painted with a golden glow.

The dark sky became incomparably brighter.

Anxious, hopeless, and grief-stricken expressions were replaced by shock.

Everyone looked to the sky.

A straight light of fire appeared in the sky, like a long dragon.

The speed of the fire was unimaginably extended, and it looked like the burning trail of a meteorite falling from the sky.

No one had time to react, only to see the flame fall in the middle of the field.

The shards of the slabs that had been shattered before made a canopy sound, splattering countless flames and light and heat.

It is impossible to imagine the number of flames full of life, heading towards the lotus sea full of silence.

Countless sword shadows appeared and disappeared in the middle of it, one after another.

The two breaths collided together, and the violent sound directly spread dozens of miles away.

The spiritual cultivators in the field, who were a little closer and had cultivated weaker, were directly shocked and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but the turbulence of the terrifying aura gradually calmed down, and the burning flames gradually extinguished, but the traces did not fade for a long time.

On the floor in the middle of the field, countless sword marks appeared!

Those sword marks are all remnants of sword intent, and they can actually appear between heaven and earth, you can imagine how clear this sword intent is.

That to the fire is a sword.

The name of that sword is called the Trace Sword!

Slash the mountains with a sword!

A sword breaks the star mark!

This sword is a fifth-order spiritual weapon.

Its quality can even surpass that of the star halberd of the twilight maple.

This sword is the Zhenmen Sword of the True Martial Sect!

No one knows why it's here.

And carrying countless sword intents, it broke the light like a lotus sea.

The Great Elder looked at the sword and was slightly surprised!

He didn't hesitate at all.

The sword fell from the sky, shattered countless rays of light, and then plunged into the ground.

Half of the sword was submerged.

The Great Elder pulled out the Yuji Sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword with great force, and pointed it at the twilight maple.

At this moment, the twilight and falling maple have changed a little.

It feels like it's cold and ruthless!

Of course, the people in the audience were surprised.

It's because his appearance has changed.

Ever since the halberd shadows shook those people away, the twilight maple had begun to change.

The silkworm clothes on his body gradually turned black.

Black!

Deep black!

Lonely black!

Terrifying black!

By now, it's black.

Cang Twilight Luofeng's whole person was black, and the silkworm clothes completely turned black.

This kind of black is not ordinary black.

It's magic black!

Cang Luo Feng didn't move, he looked at the Great Elder, there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Sun Kun seemed to remember something, and his face changed.

"Boy, you're willing to turn into a demon!

Grand Elder Sun Kun shouted, rolled up all the spiritual power in his body, and injected it into the Yuji Sword.

A sword stabbed at the twilight maple.

It's like a sword falling on a mottled boulder when practicing swords, indifferent and ruthless.

He can't show mercy, he can't fail to succeed.

Because, that is the will of the suzerain.

The appearance of the Yuji Sword is the best embodiment.

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