Chapter 130: A sword comes out, and the world is shocked!

Die!

After the young man blurted out the phrase "wild seed", Jiang Huo's patience finally reached a critical point, and a sword like fire slashed at the young man.

Although, Jiang Huo is not the king of the tower, and the Giant Spirit Tower has also suffered a heavy blow!

But this is the Giant Spirit City after all, this is the territory of Jianghuo, and it is not difficult to fly in the air with the help of the power of a city.

Rumble!

With this sword swing, the dark clouds suddenly broke and began, and a sword aura soared into the sky.

Airplanes!

At the moment when Jiang Huo took out his sword, the long swords of all the martial artists in the Giant Spirit City floated and appeared, turning into sword shadows in the sky, roaring and rushing towards the young man.

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

At this moment, Jiang Huo showed what he had learned from Li Qiushui, which was said to be a peerless sword move created by his father Jiang Wanjian, and finally came out of the sheath.

Bang!

One sword gives birth to ten thousand swords, how powerful this is!

At this moment, even Li Qiushui couldn't help but let out a kind of heartfelt admiration, secretly saying that Jiang Huo was a genius born for the sword, and this sword Jiang Huo burst out with the power of a city, and he actually had the power to kill the sword that he wanted to be hateless.

The strength of the young man is beyond Jiang Huo's imagination, if it were a different time and place, Jiang Huo would ask himself and run away without saying a word.

However, this is the Giant Spirit City, and there are also alchemists such as Dan Lao below who are frantically replenishing the tower qi into the Giant Spirit Pagoda, thus supporting Jiang Huo's astonishing losses.

At the top of the Giant Spirit City, Jiang Huo carries the power of a tower, and can fight the tower king!

However, the strength of the young man still exceeded Jiang Huo's expectations.

"The light of rice grains, dare to be in front of me!"

Seeing that Jiang Huo, the ant he despised himself, actually took the initiative to take action, the young man laughed angrily, pointed at the bottom of the void, and the word was as cold as fire, and suddenly broke out: "Explosion!"

"Boom!"

Bang!

Drinking out a word, he saw the long sword dragon behind the young man chanting in the sky, boiling with a bang, turning into a round of blazing sun.

In this overwhelming fire, ten thousand swords roared, and one long sword after another burst with a bang, turning into bits and pieces of dust and falling one after another.

Wow!

With the rupture of a long sword, one after another warriors vomited essence and blood and lost their spirits, and this young man drank it, and even caused the martial artists in the Giant Spirit City to suffer heavy injuries!

Among them, Jiang Huo received the most serious injuries.

Under the young man's drink, Jiang Huo only felt that his body began to crack, and the qi and blood in his body were rushing like a river, if it wasn't for his crazy devouring of the Wood Spirit Pill, then even if he didn't die at this moment, he would be seriously injured.

But even so, Jiang Huo's mental state was still not very good, and the difficulty of this battle greatly exceeded Jiang Huo's expectations.

"Senior brother, run away!" Li Qiushui's beautiful eyes were full of evil, and he brought the voice to Jiang Huo with the method of transmitting sound into the secret.

In Li Qiushui's view, this young man came across the border, the purpose is obviously for Jiang Huo, as long as Jiang Huo abandons everything and escapes with all his might, then as long as he steps into the door of space, even if the young man has the ability to reach the sky, he will no longer be able to harm Jiang Huo.

The retrograde passage from the lower realm to the upper realm, once it leaves, it is impossible to predict which plane it leads to, and the kind of spatial passage that can be teleported to a specific plane is not enough to support it with the power of the Tiger Falling Plain.

Therefore, even if the young man leaves the door of space one second later than Jiang Huo, they will all enter different planes, except for Jiang Huo's luck and the sad urging that is rare for 100,000 years, otherwise the two will not have any intersection from now on.

The starry sky is vast and there are many planes, and if you want to find Jiang Huo in the second-level planes where the stars are unknown, it is difficult for even the Vermilion Bird Saint to do it.

It's just that Li Qiushui ignores one fact, that is, Jiang Huo's character.

"No, I must not escape alone, this person's combat effectiveness is too strong, if I leave, it is inevitable that he will vent his anger on the people of the world. Jiang Huo shook his head and directly denied this plan.

Not to mention that there are many martial artists in Giant Spirit City who are Jiang Huo's relatives and friends, even if they are ordinary people who have nothing to do with Jiang Huo, but if they die because of Jiang Huo, Jiang Huo will not forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Martial arts cultivation, cultivation of the heart, if the Dao heart is covered with dust, then even if Jiang Huo's talent is high, he will be troubled by the demons in the future, and the realm of this life will be very difficult, and it is a fool's dream to go further!

Moreover, even if there are no such reasons, Jiang Huo will never forgive this person for the young man's "wild seed".

Only blood can wash away this great shame!

Only by fighting can Jiang Huo vent the anger that has been squeezed in his heart for 18 years!

However, even if Jiang Huo wanted to escape, what could he do?

This young man is so strong, he actually wiped out ten thousand swords with one word, this combat power even Li Qiushui was shocked, although this world is big, how can Jiang Huo escape?

"Senior brother, I understand, this person is a sword slave!" Li Qiushui observed carefully and said impressively.

"Sword slave, he turned out to be a sword slave!" Jiang Huo's pupils shrank, and he finally understood why the girl was so powerful.

The sword slave, in the name of "slave", has an extremely lofty status.

But, a minion, after all, is a minion!

The so-called sword slave, the sword is the existence of the soul given to the long sword, as long as the long sword is not destroyed, then the sword slave will not die.

Such a strong person seems to be very powerful, but in fact it is still very restrictive.

For example, the cultivation of a young man will never step into the realm of the tower king in his life.

However, if the young man cultivates to the extreme, his combat power can be comparable to that of a prince, which is very powerful for most planes in the starry sky.

Of course, the Eternal Qing Family needs peerless geniuses to support and continue civilization, but it also needs sword slaves like No. 3 to act as the backbone to deal with those things that the Qing Family disdains to deal with and is inconvenient to deal with.

The big tower master, even if he is a strong tower fighter, the tower qi in his body is limited.

In particular, a strong man like the Sword Slave, his combat power comes from the sword, and the speed at which he absorbs the aura of heaven and earth is not fast.

No matter how fast No. 3 absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, it can't be compared to Jiang Huo.

Since entering the Great Tower Division, the tower qi in Jiang Huo's body is like a great river, and it is already completely comparable to the true king.

"You are certainly very strong, but as long as I can support a few rounds, when your tower qi is exhausted, it will be the time when you die!" No. 3's words made Jiang Huo's heart feel excited, and the original frustration was swept away, and he finally saw the dawn of victory.

However, when Jiang Huo looked at the remaining less than a quarter of the incense, Jiang Huo's face changed slightly, and only then did he understand the breakthrough of time.

Once the incense burns to the end, then even if the river fire can kill the boy, it will bring a huge disaster to himself and the entire Huluo Plain.

Such a result is obviously not the result that Jiang Huo wants to see.

"Immortal!" After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Huo closed his eyes.

"Wild seed, if you don't obediently hand over the fire of inheritance, when will you wait?" No. 3 stepped through the void, overlooking the river fire like a god, and looked at it vertically and horizontally.

But as soon as the young man's words fell, he found that Jiang Huo actually rose from the ground, and floated quietly in the void like this.

An unprecedented, terrifying force rose around Jiang Huo.

"This ...... How is this possible!This kid is obviously only a two-star tower master, why can he float in the void without the power of the city tower?"

"Suzaku predecessor once said that the fire of inheritance is rare for thousands of years, once it awakens to be unpredictable and has all kinds of incredible powers, could it be that this kid has opened the purple fire of inheritance? Yes, it must be so!"

The young man's eyes were a little more greedy, and he rushed forward, slashing at Jiang Huo with a sword.

Jiang Huo's strange appearance made the boy feel threatened for the first time.

If the people of the Wangu Qing family found out about the young man's movements, they would definitely be shocked.

You must know that in the realm of the Great Tower Master, the person who can force the young man to take the initiative to attack is either dead, then he has not yet been born.

What kind of virtue can this Jianghuo do, and he can force the No. 3 sword slave to take action in person!

Chop!

The young man's sword, just like at the beginning, did not have any fancy or any light, it was just an ordinary sword drawing and splitting.

But this action fell in the eyes of Jiang Huo and the heroes, but it seemed that time and space began to freeze, and only the young man was left to slash with his sword.

This sword, called the Drawing Sword Cutting Technique, is a Xuan-level mastery obtained by the Qing family from ancient times, and there is only one move.

There are twelve hours a day, and if you want to get started with the art of drawing a sword and slashing a sword, you need to use ten hours a day to draw a sword and split a sword, and such an action must be repeated for ten years.

There were a total of 1,000 people who practiced the sword drawing and slashing technique with No. 3, but in the end, the other 999 people died and crippled, or they couldn't stand the pain of repeating an action for ten hours a day and broke down and went crazy.

But No. 3 persevered, and practiced a sword for fifteen years.

Fifteen years of cultivation is only for the glory of today's sword.

A sword is drawn, and the world is shocked!

Airplanes!

Under this sword, even Li Qiushui was shocked by the aftermath and a mouthful of essence blood gushed out, and his eyes looking at the young man were full of horror.

Under this sword, the countless martial artists in the Giant Spirit City were crushed by the powerful and incomparable sword qi and fell to their knees, unable to stand up at all.

Even in the storm thousands of miles away, those martial artists were shocked by the sword qi, and their bodies were cold, and they were stinging.

This sword seems to have the power to destroy the entire Giant Spirit City.

The strength of this sword is beyond everyone's expectations.

"Senior brother!" At this moment, Li Qiushui's pretty face turned pale, and he was ready to give up covering up the heavens and was ready to help Jiang Huo.

As for whether there will be a more terrifying envoy from the upper realm after giving up covering the heavenly machine, Li Qiushui can't care about this anymore.

After all, if you go to save Jiang Huo now, you can still make Jiang Huo breathe for a while, and if you wait for a while, I'm afraid it will be too late.

However, when Li Qiushui's gaze fell on Jiang Huo, seeing that the young man's face was indifferent, and his gaze at No. 3 was even mixed with a hint of mockery, Li Qiushui's eyes lit up, and there was no reason for him to feel a little more hot in his heart.

"Could it be that the junior brother has the confidence to crack a sword?" Li Qiushui's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and a blind confidence in Jiang Huo suddenly rose in his heart.

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