Most people watched all this in disbelief. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is too sensational, too unbelievable, and many people can't accept it.

Dao Gate's world-famous Heavenly Dao Sword Formation was broken like this?

How powerful is the sword idiot?

The strong wind in the air danced wildly, and the prince's sword and the heavenly sword formation formed a straight line, and all the turf on this straight line was rolled up, and the sand and soil were all pushed to the sides.

Even the corner of the bamboo forest not far behind the Daomen people was torn apart, and the roots of hundreds of green bamboos were broken, collapsed, and kicked up smoke and dust.

Listen to the wind and the bamboo forest is silent.

Listen to the silence in the bamboo forest.

Even the four guests of the Spring and Autumn Period, who were watching from the wall, showed a look of surprise at this moment, and they found that they still underestimated this sword idiot after all.

"I think he might be better than the third disciple of Akinayama...... It's stronger. Lan Kewu said uneasily.

If he had commented so before the hundreds of swords of the prince sword fell, no matter whether it was Beiyue, or bamboo tears or flowers in the water, he would not have a similar opinion to him.

But they really didn't have the idea of arguing at this moment.

After defeating the sword madman Zhu Mingwen, he was able to break through the most famous Heavenly Dao Sword Formation of the Dao Gate in an instant?

Even Lu Yu of Akinayama can't do this.

Who else in the younger generation of Beihai can compare to those three legendary geniuses?

Only the sword idiot prince sword.

That's it.

Zi Xiaoxiao lay in the dirt with a weak breath, and there were other Dao disciples and students of the Enlightenment Academy scattered around.

Although they were not fatally injured, but at the moment when the Heavenly Dao Sword Formation collapsed, they also suffered a lot of impact in their bodies, and many Enlightenment Academy students were too low, and wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths, and they were struggling to take healing pills into their mouths.

Zi Xiaoxiao saw the unscathed black swordsman, he looked at this young man who had a deep hatred with the Daomen, and fear surged in his heart, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Wang He Wushuang fell unconscious, his injuries were not light, and just now in the Heavenly Dao Sword Array, he stood at the forefront, facing the overwhelming sea of sword qi, and deserved to be the most injured, his internal injuries erupted, and he was unconscious.

Standing on the edge of the Heavenly Dao Sword Formation, he was the least injured, and he already had a lot of strength to spare, at this moment he quickly got up from the ground, glanced at the others, and finally looked at the sword idiot prince sword.

After finding that the other party was unscathed, the paper was like ashes, and there was no intention of resisting, and he took out the healing medicine that he had taken out from the Lin medicine box from his body, and did not rush to take it for himself, but glanced at Wang He Wushuang, ran over and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

He and Wang He Wushuang have been rivals since childhood, and it is common for disciples of the Yuan Academy and the Wang He family to compete with each other, and they can be said to have grown up in competition with each other. If you want to say that the relationship between the two is good, neither of them will admit it, but in a sense, they are indeed the people who know each other the most, and it is precisely because they are rivals from childhood to adulthood that they know each other the most, and they are the most unwilling to die in the hands of others.

Wang Zijian glanced at them and walked straight forward.

Along the way, the Daomen disciples and the students of the Enlightenment Academy who were lying on the ground all rolled in fear, even if they didn't have the strength to stand up, they had to roll to the side, and no one dared to stop in the path of the prince's sword.

In addition to Wang He, the other Daomen disciples on this trip to the Yubei Tomb are all female disciples, and their spiritual energy in their bodies has disappeared at this moment, and their internal injuries have worsened, and some of them really don't even have the strength to move their bodies.

In this case, he naturally couldn't move his body, so he had to stop in the middle of the road, in front of Wang Zijian.

They lay on the ground, their eyes wide open as they looked at the black-clothed swordsman who was walking slowly, and countless fears welled up in their hearts.

Although Wang Zijian came to assassinate the Daomen Holy Maiden this time, with his hatred for the Daomen, I believe he didn't mind killing two more Daomen female disciples to weaken the strength of some Daomen.

A female disciple struggled to get up, but she was now weak, and could only look at the man in front of her in fear.

Will she die? Will this sword idiot kill herself? Will she trample herself to death like an ant? She lay there with fear, stiff, as if waiting for death to come.

Zi Xiaoxiao screamed angrily and wanted to raise her sword to step forward to block it, but the aura under her feet was blocked, and the next second she fell to the ground, the tendons and veins in her body were empty, and there was no trace of aura left in the qi veins.

The black-clad and black-haired youth stopped.

He saw this female disciple of the Dao Sect lying in front of his road blocking the way.

I also saw the panic in her eyes.

Everyone held their breath, even those who sat on the mountain and watched the good deeds of the tigers.

They were curious about what the prince sword would do.

Is it a casual killing, or is it a humiliation to step on it?

The sword idiot prince sword with killing intent as the sword intent, it is reasonable to make any insults to the Daomen.

So they're curious.

The sky was a little brighter, but because it was already gloomy, it didn't look like much had changed.

A few bamboo leaves fell to the ground.

Between the shadows of the mountains in the distance, there seemed to be a touch of red.

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Wang Zijian didn't do anything.

He neither slashed the female disciple of the Dao Sect who was blocking the middle of the road with a sword, nor did he step on it as a humiliation.

He didn't even look down for a second look.

He lifted his foot and walked around.

Not only did he not step over directly, he even bypassed it himself?

More spectators appeared in the forest, and some people who were originally not interested in this matter also appeared here, such as Lu Yu of Autumn Mountain, such as some well-known lone rangers.

They have their own opinions on Wang Zijian's approach.

Hua Linshui may have shown considerable appreciation for the relationship between herself and the same female disciple as a girl.

Lan Kewu was slightly surprised. In his opinion, if he was the prince sword, even if he didn't kill her or deliberately humiliate her, at least there would be no problem to step over directly, and it wasn't a big insult, neither to Daomen nor to the female disciple herself. Probably that's the difference between him and the sword idiot.

Zhu Youxian was silent all the time, he didn't pay attention to this kind of trivial matter at all, and he didn't know why others should pay so much attention to Wang Zijian's attitude, the focus should obviously be that Wang Zijian was about to kill the Daomen Holy Maiden, but why did the rest of the people focus on this kind of detail?

Beiyue shook her head and said, "Not ruthless enough, woman's kindness." ”

Dongke retorted: "Senior brother, it's obvious that you don't have enough bearing. ”

Beiyue was silent for a while, not arguing anything, but it could be seen that he still maintained his opinion, after all, he had never had the idea of arguing with his junior sister...... He knows very well that whoever he fights with cannot fight with women, this is a truth that has been true since ancient times.

Wang Zijian walked into the bamboo forest.

No one can stop him anymore, the only person who still has the strength to cherish himself has always cherished himself, let alone sacrifice his life for the so-called spiritual leader of the Daomen, and then in his opinion, this makes no sense at all, why should he sacrifice himself for others, Yu Hongyi is more expensive than his life? It is unreasonable, meaningless, and unnecessary.

Listening to the wind, the bamboo forest has been destroyed a lot by the previous sword qi of the prince sword, and the original emerald green bamboo has fallen to the ground in large pieces, and there is a camp in front of him vaguely.

It was a common camp for the cultivators of the Yubei Tomb, and it stands to reason that any disciple here is forbidden to fight each other, and if they want to fight, they must go out to fight.

However, any rule requires strong strength to maintain, which is also the reason why chivalry is forbidden by martial arts.

The prince's sword was too strong, so powerful that even the Daomen Holy Maiden in his heyday would not dare to say that he was ten percent sure that she could defeat him.

There were a lot of people in the bamboo forest, and these people looked at a trembling figure standing up in the camp.

That red dress is particularly eye-catching everywhere.

Yu Huaji carried the golden holy maiden sword and walked slowly.

In the process of walking, she walked frivolously, even swaying from side to side, like a drunk who drank fake wine in the night market, delirious and unable to control her legs.

Her condition was too bad, but the dignity of the Holy Maiden of Daomen did not allow her to sit or lie down to die.

Even if she dies under the sword of the sword idiot prince, she will at least stand, draw her sword, and fall with dignity.

Yu Huaji's eyes were foggy, and she looked very painful even when she opened her eyes, and it looked like she hadn't woken up.

Her eyes were dyed emerald green because of the poison, in fact, those toxins were only temporarily suppressed by the medicinal effect of the antidote pill, if she was attacking with all her strength at this moment, she would not need the prince's sword to kill her, she would die of poison herself.

Wang Zijian saw Yu Hua Ji's emerald green eyes, he was stunned, and found that the girl in front of him was actually not far from death, and he didn't even need to do it.

But he walked towards her with his sword in hand.

Yu Huaji was holding the sword, not because she didn't want to hold the sword of the Holy Maiden, but because her hands were out of strength, she could only barely hold it, and she might not be able to lift it after holding the sword.

She looked at Wang Zijian and said nothing.

In the depths of the emerald green eyes that seemed to be painful, there was a calm.

She had been close to death countless times on the snowfield, but she had not died every time, which made Yu Huaji able to remain calm at this moment, whether it was to die peacefully or to have other accidents.

She didn't count on hope, because no matter how she thought about it, there was no one in this world who could save her anymore.

The people who could save her have already fallen, who else can help her?

Wang Zijian said, "What other words do you have?"

No matter how real the killing intent is, he is ready to let the red-clothed girl in front of him finish what she should say, she is the most sacred girl in Beihai, the spiritual leader of the Daomen, there are countless believers and fanatics, even if the disciples of other major sects have to call her a saint when they see her, then her death, at least there can be no regrets.

Yu Huaji opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything.

It seems that she is ready to die in silence in peace, and she is indifferent to death, which is the spirit of the Holy Maiden of Daomen.

In fact, only Yu Huaji herself knows that she is in pain all over her body now, and she can't speak, otherwise she will definitely scold her.

She is a saint of Taoism, she is absolutely holy and immaculate, she has always been dignified and elegant, her demeanor is extraordinary, and she will not speak foul language, but since she is about to die, she must always allow a person who is about to die to be a little willful.

So she actually wanted to scold two foul words that were very vulgar and often haunted the streets of the city, and experience what it was like.

Unfortunately, her throat was so sore that she couldn't speak.

So she could only look at him calmly.

Judging from Yu Huaji's thoughts, she disdains to talk to the young people who take advantage of people's danger, noble and cold to the extreme, as cold as plum blossoms in the snow.

But in the eyes of everyone around her, this is a girl who is calm and silent and calmly going to death, which makes everyone awe-inspired, and even Wang Zijian can't help but feel pity and admiration when he looks at her calm face.

"Then ......" Wang Zijian raised his black iron sword.

He's getting ready to do it.

Killing the Holy with his own hands, even he was a little trembling.

At this moment, everything was silent, as if only the black iron sword was left in the heaven and earth, and the calm and indifferent expression of the Daomen Holy Maiden.

Suddenly, a loud phoenix roar sounded in the sky!

Someone's coming?

Who is it?

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(ps: The eyes will glow golden when fighting in the Dragon's Eye Realm, and I sometimes forget this setting, but it's harmless, forgive me...... (To be continued.) )