Xu Xin used this sword to the world and officially announced the return of the Humble Peak Count.

West Earth.

The yellow sand was mixed with blood, and between the red and yellow colors everywhere, the stars of the night were once again clustered together.

Then make a move.

The moment Songyan returned, hovering beside Xu Xin, the battle between the three brothers of Humble Peak at night really kicked off.

Although Xu Xin took advantage of the fact that he had not been known for a long time, and suddenly attacked and killed the eight people of the night, there were thirty-six stars sent to the west by the night.

At this moment, there are twenty-eight people left.

The two main stars of the Life and Destruction Realm, Tiantong, and Tianliang.

There are two auxiliary stars in the realm of life and destruction, eight seats, and the Phoenix Pavilion.

Mountaintop Realm Auxiliary Star, six people.

Nine realms of Zhichen, eighteen people.

At the same time as the sword roared, the remaining twenty-eight stars of the night, although there was no verbal communication, they tacitly divided into three columns, competing to kill the three senior brothers of Humble Peak.

With Tiantong and Tianliang in front, and the eight Hefeng Pavilion behind, the four main stars and auxiliary stars of the Life and Destruction Realm in the night unsurprisingly chose to kill Xu Xin together.

The number of people in the night is overwhelming, and those big people standing at the very high place of the temple obviously have a plan for the attack on Xitu, and they have calculated that in addition to the master and apprentice in Humble Peak, there will definitely be reinforcements.

The thirty-six stars were meant to kill all cultivators related to the Fang family from the very beginning.

The superiority of the realm and the superiority of the number of people are the real dependence of the night to determine the outcome of this attack.

With such an advantage, even if the vermilion killing order handed down by the dynasty was only written on the surface to kill Fang Chen, Tianliang and Tiantong at this time had already made a decision to add two more people to the vermilion killing order.

What's more, it's three.

Songyan came out of the sheath again, surrounded by the four living and annihilating realms, Rao was arrogant with the Qingshan Sword Immortal, and he had to temporarily avoid his edge when facing the enemy head-on.

On Xu Xin's side, the two big sleeves swayed in the wind, and the meticulous sword qi suddenly rose like a tornado, and the five disciples of the Humble Peak who deduced the sword intent to the extreme depths were firmly embraced among them, and Songyan and the sword qi were coiled together, relying on the extreme speed of the world with the sword, and the ruthlessness of the Qingshan sword weapon when killing the enemy, it was actually the four stars of the life and destruction realm of the night.

Under life and destruction are the top of the mountain.

Among the clumsy peaks that still exist in Qingshan, compared to the silence of Xu Xin and Xun Liu, or the entry of Shen Xiang, the eighth disciple Xing Yan, who still has occasional footprints in the world, has the rest of his disciples of the same generation in the world of the human race, and he has a completely incomparable killing reputation.

People in the rivers and lakes often prefer to call Xing Cheng a butcher.

This young swordsman who seems to be a fool and has always squinted and walked the world with wine in his eyes, the avenue he practiced was one of the highest ways in the Qingshan Sword Dao, and after the ten thousand swords were one, only one sword was drawn out, and the sword was a murderous sword.

Therefore, Xing Cheng's several appearances in the world of the human race are all bloody.

Although the Qingshan dossier contained that Xing Cheng's cultivation path had been cut off and he could not set foot in life and death, the secret letters that had been sent back to Great Xia from all over the world of the human race also stated that the most talented disciple of Qingshan Humble Peak had not broken the realm, but his combat power was almost about to break through the shackles of the same realm.

Yes, the Qingshan Sword Cultivators of this generation of several disciples under the knees of the Old Peak Master, including the Lingzi Stage of the Sect Leader who has already stepped into the Supreme Realm, the most talented of them is Xing Cheng, a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol.

Xing Yan was back then, but just like Fang Chen and Luo Qianlong today, the Nine Realms climbed three sword towers.

The four of them went to besiege and kill Xu Xin together, obviously wanting to kill the strongest of Qingshan's three senior brothers in the shortest possible time.

But it was precisely because of this that it was impossible to mobilize the combat power of the Birth and Destruction Realm to suppress Xing Cheng, and the night had to pay a greater price for the siege.

The six mountain peak realms, plus the six nine realms, were drawn out at night at this moment, and they were used to encircle and kill Xing Cheng's entire combat power.

Above the clouds, the battle between the old peak lord and the Great Xia Black Lake Supreme almost overturned and wiped out the sea of clouds within the thousands of feet around him, and the yellow sand everywhere was set against the sky, but half of the walls were red and half of the snow white.

The Supreme Avenue is enough to force heaven and earth to retreat.

Under the avenue, the three sieges overflowed with sword aura.

The vermilion killing order passed by the dynasty to the night, its fundamental purpose was to kill the orphans of the Fang family after all, so there were twelve of the night branches who came to besiege and kill Fang Chen.

If in terms of realm comparison alone, Xu Xin is one against four, and Xing Cheng is against six auxiliary stars of the Night Mountain Peak Realm and six Nine Realm Zhichen with the Mountain Peak Realm, then Uncle Qingshan is one against twelve.

With one Nine Realms Sword Cultivator, he faced twelve cultivators in the same realm.

Judging from the combat power exposed by Fang Chen in the Great Xia Lotus Society, the twelve Nine Realms are almost a fatal situation for Qingshan Junior Uncle who has no possibility of turning the tables.

The Nine Realms of Night are by no means those ordinary martial arts cultivators who do not have the slightest hole card, and the foundation accumulated by the Great Xia Dynasty for 6,000 years is completely enough to cultivate a young generation that can rival Shangzong Tianjiao.

Such twelve Nine Realm cultivators were besieged and killed at the same time, in the eyes of anyone in the human race, it was not something that the younger generation of the Nine Realms could resist, and even the Buddhas and Daoists before entering the Dao were probably unable to do it.

In the eyes of the twelve night Zhichen, there was a reflection of the silent figure of Uncle Qingshan holding Shen Yuan, and there was no ridicule or banter in Zhichen's eyes, these cultivators who had come to the top power of life and death in the night from a very humble place, step by step, had already forced themselves to be indifferent to all emotions in countless bloody baptisms.

They have always been just killers.

So on Fang Chen's side, around the sword qi, the killing suddenly started.

Different from the cultivation method of the Eight Great Sects focusing on one thing, Qingshan cultivates the sword, Yunmeng Daze cultivates the formation, and the night rises on the basis of the Great Xia Dynasty unifying the world of the human race, and the dynasty opens the door to convenience for such a killing weapon to maintain the rule, and in the night, there are almost countless cultivation methods that the human race can find, the most varied, and the best rank.

Every cultivator who has officially joined the night curtain will be able to find the method that suits them most and can most burst out of their cultivation potential from such a strong foundation.

This is the real capital of Nightfall, which has been established since its establishment, known as supervising the world and making decisions in everything.

But it's a pity that even with the background of Great Xia, he still underestimated Fang Chen's growth rate, or rather, he didn't know what terrifying benefits Su Sang's sage inheritance had brought to the young swordsman.

The supreme sword weapon of the green mountain, Shen Yuan, after Fang Chen added it with his own avenue, finally faintly saw half of the demeanor of the year.

The young man holding the sword did not wait for the night to kill first, but like a ray of fire, he raised his sword first in the posture of burning the prairie.

Around the young man's body, Wu Yuan and Dao Yun were intertwined, vaguely condensing into a vague line.

This is the secret passed on to Fang Chen by the human sage thousands of years ago, the human emperor Su Sang.

One word, the world is extremely fast.

Although since the Baishan Imperial Mausoleum came out, Fang Chen had only relied on Su Sang's preaching at that time to understand a little bit of the secret method of Xingzi, but even if it was only so, the speed of the blessing of this secret method was no longer comparable to that of the Nine Realms.

In the western soil, the vast expanse is full of yellow sand, so when Fang Chen raised his sword, the yellow sand had not yet risen, and the abyss had already been killed in front of the night Zhichen.

Although Uncle Qingshan has not yet stepped out of his own sword path, after stepping into the Nine Realms and inheriting the killing path of the White Tiger Elephant General, the sword has the power of the Great Dao.

Therefore, that little bit of fire wiped out everything in front of him in just an instant, and the blood soaked the yellow sand several zhang square under the sword qi cut, as bright red as a blazing flame.

It looks like a prairie fire.

Fang Chen's first sword killed the three night branches in front of him.

But the sword weapon is still not falling.

The moment he stepped out of the Mochizuki Mountain Range, when the mountain ghost passed the news of the reopening of the old peak master sentient beings building, Xu Buwu had asked Fang Chen a question.

Advance or retreat?

Whether to continue to travel to the west and feel the sword heart melting, or to retreat to the green mountains and lie dormant with peace of mind.

There are too many things in his heart, and Uncle Qingshan, who won the reputation of Liujia in the Lotus Club, heard this, but he only said one word like a master.

Kill.

Although he had completely controlled the White Tiger Killing Dao, it was undeniable that this kind of killing intent in the Great Dao still had an impact on Fang Chen, or rather, it really aroused the youthful spirit that the young swordsman pressed in his heart.

In the fifteen years of Frost Cold City, because of survival and life, Fang Chen had to learn to grow up and learn to grow old in advance, and it was precisely because of this that Fang Chen's sword path had actually been wrapped in a twilight that far surpassed his peers.

Whether it was the Eastern Wilderness Sword proposed by Xing Cheng and the Old Peak Lord, or the qualification of the Great Xia Lotus Association that Xu Buwu fought for Fang Chen, in fact, in the eyes of the sword cultivators of Humble Peak, it was all in order for Fang Chen to break free from this twilight and hold the sword to compete with his peers.

Qingshan is willing to be the scabbard of Fang Chen's sword, so the young swordsman must have the courage to become the most cutting-edge sword weapon in the world.

Therefore, Xitu raised his sword this time, and Fang Chen did not choose to retreat.

Kenshin's practice is enlightenment.

How to realize the avenue?

The sword weapon is a soldier of killing, and it is natural to realize it in the killing.

Therefore, on this piece of yellow sand, the little uncle of Qingshan must really follow his heart's desire.

The abyss, which was like ink all over, gradually turned red at this moment after it completely fit with Fang Chen.

It was not soaked in blood, but in the Yuan Sea of young swordsmen, there was a killing path that was seventy percent square, and it was completely mobilized by it.

A sword retreated forward, Fang Chen didn't stop for a moment, and immediately turned around and took out his sword.

Under the blessing of extreme speed given by the secret method of Xingzi, the young swordsman turned around and pressed the sword upward, and around the young man's body, Wu Yuan and Dao Yun surged wildly with this style of sword, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a long dragon that had been red and black, hovering around Fang Chen's body.

Like a sword qi dragon wall.

The vertical wall is clear.