Chapter 113: The Holy Land of the Beginning of the Spirit

"There are a thousand roads in this world, but you are killing yourself!"

The purple-robed young man shouted, he stepped on the nine-legged tripod, his black hair danced wantonly, condescendingly, looking down at Jiangling, there was a monstrous anger surging in his eyes, and the murderous machine burst out, which was extremely terrifying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This person is Xia Sanding, he delayed a little time because of something, but on the way he suddenly heard the news of Xia Liuding's death, he couldn't help but be furious, rushed directly to Jiangling.

He was very domineering, and before his true body appeared, he slashed out the Purple Moon Demon Sword and slashed at Jiangling in the air.

"What a big breath!"

Before Jiang Ling could speak, Qiu Xuanhuang swept over, he held Jin Ge in his hand, blocked in front of Jiang Ling, confronted Xia Sanding, and sneered: "Xia Laosan, it's just that you are rampant in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and when you come to Nanzhan, you dare to speak presumptuously, do you want to find death?"

He was born in Xichuan, Xia Sanding grew up in Dongsheng Shenzhou since he was a child, and the two are separated by the huge World Star Continent, so they have naturally never met, but the "evil name" of the Purple Moon Demon Knife is outside, plus he came out for Xia Liuding, who died tragically, his identity is self-evident.

"Who are you?"

Xia Sanding's face was gloomy, he didn't recognize Qiu Xuanhuang, glanced at the Jin Ge, his heart moved slightly, and asked, "Jin Ge Qiu Xuanhuang?"

Xichuan Jinge's reputation is still above the Purple Moon Demon Knife!

Xia Sanding didn't recognize Qiu Xuanhuang, but he recognized Jin Ge, in fact, many people are no strangers to "Jin Ge", because this Jin Ge is so famous, it was once a big man's side-worn blade, and later due to fate, it was obtained by Qiu Xuanhuang.

Qiu Xuanhuang sneered, ignored him, turned to Jiang Ling and said, "You go first, I will solve this person." ā€

Jiang Ling frowned, and after a moment, nodded and said, "Be careful." ā€

"Rest assured. Qiu Xuanhuang smiled, squinted at Xia Liuding, and said disdainfully: "It's not difficult to kill him." ā€

Jiang Ling nodded, he was not worried about Qiu Xuanhuang's safety, you must know that "Dong Xuanhuang" can be ranked among the five heroes of Xichuan, it is not a waste of fame, Xia Sanding may have good means, but compared with Qiu Xuanhuang, it is undoubtedly a lot worse.

He turned around, hugged Xue Nianchu, and walked away.

"Presumptuous!"

Xia Sanding's face was extremely gloomy, these two people were too arrogant, they completely ignored him, and didn't take him in their eyes at all, which made him furious, and he wanted to kill the two of them to scum.

But Jiangling is already far away, if he wants to avenge Xia Liuding and kill Jiangling, he must first pass the pass of Qiu Xuanhuang.

"Death!"

Xia Sanding held the purple moon scimitar in his hand, Huo Di slashed out, the dark purple knife was shining, wrapped in the demon roaring demon sound, and slashed down in the air.

Qiu Xuanhuang snorted coldly, and was about to make a move, but someone was faster than him.

"Huh!"

A pitch-black sword light slashed into the air, containing terrifying demonic intent, the sword intent was majestic, extremely domineering, and directly met Xia Sanding's purple sword.

Immortal sword, Mu Zhaoyang!

He actually shot before Qiu Xuanhuang, and shook the Purple Moon Scimitar with the Immortal Sword!

Qiu Xuanhuang was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and shouted, "Mu Zhaoyang, what's your situation?"

He was really puzzled, and he was puzzled in his heart, when he was in the seventy-two caves, he had fought with Mu Zhaoyang to the death, and he was a great enemy, because of the "Book of Immortality", he was destined to be immortal, but this time Mu Zhaoyang actually robbed his opponent, which really made him wonder.

Even if the two had briefly teamed up to deal with Burning Silence before, it was mainly because of Jiangling, but this time it was different, Xia Sanding was his opponent, and Mu Zhaoyang made the first move, which really didn't make sense.

According to Qiu Xuanhuang's thoughts, it would be good if Mu Zhaoyang didn't stab him in the back, how could he help him?

This is clearly unusual.

"He's mine!"

Mu Zhaoyang held a huge horse chopping knife in his hand, volleyed out in the air, and an indifferent voice came, "I want to know if his Purple Moon Demon Knife is powerful, or if my Immortal Absolute Sword is superior!"

Qiu Xuanhuang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, whether it was the Purple Moon Demon Knife or the Immortal Absolute Knife, it was the top sword path secret book, Mu Zhaoyang, as the descendant of the Immortal Absolute Knife, had a sense of arrogance in his heart, and he wanted to use the Immortal Absolute Knife to compete with Xia Sanding's Purple Moon Scimitar.

"What is there to fight for, what about the winner or loser, no matter how powerful you are, you can't become the first knife in the world. Qiu Xuanhuang pouted, "The glass flying knife, the undefeated myth of the first knife in the world, can never be broken!"

The two fought fiercely, and the immortal sword faced off against the Purple Moon Scimitar!

This battle is quite fierce, the sword is arrogant, the demon is angry, and it is extremely fierce and terrifying.

"The Immortal Absolute Knife of the Immortal Cave, the Purple Moon Scimitar of the Jiuding Royal Court, this is the collision of the world's top sword skills!"

"There are two kinds of knife paths, one demon and one demon, I don't know which is better or worse?"

"No matter how powerful they are, with the glass flying knife and the jade in front of them, they are destined to be eclipsed......"

"The myth of the glass flying knife, unparalleled in the world, the first knife in the world, is it really unbreakable?"

"If Gangneung participates in the war, it will inevitably be more intense...... Hmm, someone seems to be blocking Gangneung's way......"

"Who is it?" someone was curious and hurriedly looked away.

"It's a woman in a white dress. ā€

......

Everyone is talking about it, there is a myth of "the extreme of the sword" in the world, and naturally there is a legend of "the absolute sword", and the glazed flying knife is the first of the "sword", known as the first knife in the world, the myth of undefeated, and the founder of the glazed flying knife Broken Hanchuan is also respected as the "sword king", which means "the king of the sword", the head of the knife, the real undefeated legend.

Mu Zhaoyang and Xia Liuding are still fighting, the sword is shining, the demonic aura is vast, and they collide violently, and the momentum is quite mighty.

Gangneung, who had not yet gone too far, was in trouble again, he was blocked from his way, and he was still a woman.

An incomparably beautiful woman.

She is dressed in a white dress, three thousand green silk hangs down, up to the calf, her posture is graceful, delicate and graceful, her lips are red without dots, her willow eyebrows are picturesque, especially the eyes are extremely beautiful, clean and pure, light and soft coexist, intertwined, incomparably moving.

This is a gentle woman, but she is just blocking the way of Gangneung.

"Who are you?" Jiang Ling frowned, he didn't recognize the woman in the white dress, and he didn't know why the other party was in his way.

The woman in the white dress did not look at Jiang Ling, but looked at the unconscious Xue Nianchu, and after a while, she said to Jiang Ling: "She has hidden deep cold poison inside, which has already invaded the meridians and minds, poisoned the origin true spirit, and is an incurable disease......

Jiang Ling's eyes were slightly cold.

The woman in the white dress looked at Gangneung deeply, as if she could see the depths of his heart, "Do you want to save her?"

Jiang Ling was stunned and asked, "Do you know how to save her?"

The woman in the white dress nodded, she stared at Jiangling with clear eyes, and said, "Thousands of miles away, in the Holy Land of the Beginning of the Spirit, at the top of the primordial Primordial, there is a True Phoenix Stone, which may save her life......"

Her voice was clear and soft, clear and moving, and it invisibly erased the indifference and anger of Jiangling.

"The Primordial Holy Land?"

Jiangling's pupils shrank, "The Spiritual Beginning Holy Land that has been sealed for thousands of years?"