The rain was even more intense, and the sound of killing was terrifying!

Dark clouds shrouded the heavens and the earth, and the sound of killing shook the sky all around. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the pitch-black sky, the national teacher monk twisted, the sacrificial wine Xue Haishen, and the twelve swordsman-level masters from outside the square condensed the sword intent behind the black cloud at the same time.

The mysterious qi that they pushed the feather arrow was broken by Bai Yunsheng and the others, and they quickly gathered all their spiritual thoughts.

Behind the dark clouds, countless golden swords were ready to strike.

With a bolt of lightning slashing down, countless sword qi carried the power of lightning and violently slammed towards the palace where His Majesty the Emperor was accommodating.

He Bikong and Ma Jianghan fought desperately, and both of them slammed their palms on the ground at the same time.

Two powerful energies immediately lifted their bodies up.

At this moment, two sword lights broke through the dark clouds.

One is He Bikong's White Horse Crossing Sword, and the other is Ma Jianghan's supreme Dao sword that has been cultivating for fifty years.

Bai Yunsheng's face was solemn, knowing that these two people could not make a correct judgment when they were damaged in the sea of knowledge.

They shot too early.

The two sword lights rushed into the sword qi in the dark clouds in no particular order.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap exploded in the dark clouds. Suddenly, the rain fell like a tide.

Two swirling holes appeared in the dark and thick clouds.

It was a huge hole formed by the condensation of boundless sword qi.

That's the most dangerous trap in the world.

As a master-level master of the "Four Divine Realms", Bai Yunsheng did not dare to take advantage of his edge. They can only sigh in the sky. They can only wait for the boundless sword intent to fall and resist it.

The loud rumble was the result of the two swords entering the hole.

Although the White Horse Gap Sword and the Qingfeng Dao Sword are strong, how can they withstand the combined force of countless masters on the other side.

The vigorous sword qi traveled slowly when it did not touch the hole.

With a bang, the boundless sword intent immediately shook away the two enemy swords that seemed to be lonely.

Heaven and earth seemed to shake at the same moment.

The White Horse Crossing Sword and the Qingfeng Dao Sword trembled violently, and countless incomparable sword intents suddenly counterattacked along the divine consciousness left by the original owner on the sword.

It's as if the mountain has not reached the top.

Every time the flying sword that was released trembled, He Bikong and Ma Jianghan's divine consciousness weakened, and a layer of vitality was lost, and a crack was left on the sea of consciousness that had just been restored.

With a sneering sound, Ye Mufeng and Bai Yunsheng sent out flying swords one after another.

Bai Yunsheng is the sword element of the purest vitality condensation, and Ye Mufeng is also the Qingfeng Dao sword commonly used by the Taoist faction.

The Qingfeng Dao Sword came from the hands of the Heavenly Master, from the hands of this "Four Divine Realm" Great Sword Master, and it was naturally more than a hundred times more powerful than the "Four Divine Realm" sword masters of Ma Jianghan.

Bai Yunsheng was the person with the highest cultivation here, and the sword yuan he refined was even stronger.

The Qingfeng Dao Sword resisted the sword qi that was constantly flying, slightly blocking the murderous aura condensed between heaven and earth.

That sword yuan was like a flying star in the nine heavens, and in the scorching light, the fierce sword intent cut off the supreme sword qi that connected He Bikong and Ma Jianghan. Then it flew into the clouds like a projectile.

The huge hole in the night sky gradually closed under these two sword qi.

The boundless vitality was condensed, and the sword intent seemed to come from the wind outside the sky.

Monk Twist and the others intended to trap the flying swords of Bai Yunsheng and Ye Mufeng, hoping to penetrate the other party's divine sense from the sword body and shatter their sea of consciousness as if dealing with He Bikong and Ma Jianghan.

It's a pity that they lost their eyes this time.

These two flying swords are not only powerful, but also the timing of the swords is just right, and the direction they choose is also the most ingenious.

Baiyun Mountain stood like a mountain, and Ye Mufeng's body trembled slightly.

The vitality in their dantian qi sea was all condensed on this sword.

Under the dark sky, in the majestic rain, countless heaven and earth vitality emanated from their surroundings, and the two long swords finally pushed away the dark clouds and suppressed the sword light in the sky.

Suddenly, there were more and more holes in the dark clouds.

Then, the entire dark cloud full of sword qi was like a huge hornet's nest, revealing a little clear sky hidden behind.

Within a few breaths, the sword element that was running like a flying sword had already stabbed as many as one hundred and eight thousand six hundred and eighty-eight swords above the dark clouds.

The Qingfeng Dao Sword also stabbed out fourteen thousand four hundred and thirty-two swords in an instant.

The dark clouds were pierced by the sword qi, pierced, and pierced into a huge hornet's nest.

And that condensed dark cloud was a sword intent condensed at the same time by countless masters who assassinated His Majesty the Emperor.

This sword intent could have destroyed everything in the world.

But at this point, the clouds retreated rapidly.

The sword qi disappeared suddenly.

The young emperor had a shocked expression on his face, and the one beside him, who looked extremely down, Lu Youyou's eyes were blazing, but there was also a look of surprise in his eyes.

The rain seemed to be a little lighter, and the wind was blowing, bringing with it the shouts of the Guards, and the screams of the guards in battle.

At the same time, it also brings the shouts of the guards, and brings the shouts of the Royal Forest Army when they are dying in battle.

Gold and iron collapsed, broken arms and stumps fell, blood, sweat and rain splashed together.

Time passed quietly in battle, rumbling through pools of blood.

It was getting darker, and it was clear that dusk had come, or that night had already crept in. No one was serious about the battle, but the rain was really light.

The sound of killing is getting louder and louder.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, but there were larger, endless black clouds rushing in.

There was fierce fighting on the ground, but the sky was relatively quiet.

Those masters who relied on the dark clouds to trace their whereabouts continued to adjust their breath.

Monk Twist couldn't imagine that the Heavenly Sword Sect would actually dispatch a "Four Divine Realm" grandmaster-level master, he originally thought that the murder of the emperor was extremely secretive, and before the Heavenly Sword Sect got the news, the Holy Princess had already set up a new monarch.

Or, according to the character of this princess, she will follow the example of her mother, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wu Cong, and personally ascend the throne as emperor.

However, the scheming and profound national teacher is not discouraged.

They have made the most appropriate arrangements.

Lu Wuxian held the scimitar behind his back, followed closely behind Tan Taoan and Zhu Xiaoque, and was responsible for protecting the emperor's safety.

There was no fear on his thin face.

Before such a powerful sword aura, he might not be able to resist even a move, but if necessary, this ruthless young man would definitely rush over without hesitation.

Broken bones are not spared! Just like these guards who keep falling in pools of blood.

Ma Jianghan's Qingfeng Dao Sword had already been destroyed under the supreme sword qi, turning into iron dust and gravel and scattering.

His face was pale and he fell to the ground, his eyes closed.

This Tai Academy preacher finally couldn't withstand the counterattack of these countless extremely strong sword qi, and passed away.

He lay weakly in the rain, his sea shattered, his meridians shattered, and even his bones and muscles became a puddle of soft mud.

He Bikong supported a stick of incense for a while, and also stopped running the true yuan.

The meridians of his whole body were also shattered, and he sat under the heavy rain with his eyes closed, and his sallow face was full of pain.

The white horse crossed the gap sword and did not forget the old master, sensing the faint divine sense of this great sword master, and flew over, hovering and stirring above his head.

The Great Sword Master smiled miserably, exhausted all his energy, conveyed the last wisp of divine consciousness to the Divine Sword, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and muttered to himself: "This body is crippled, this thought will pass away, and this True Yuan will be scattered into the void......"

"Go, find your true master. I congratulate someone who is not worthy of you!"

He struggled to open his eyes, his expression gloomy, and there was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

After saying the last sentence, the Great Sword Master stiffened and did not move.

A gust of wind and torrential rain hit the old man's gray hair, but it could not blow his body down.

He's still standing tall!

The white horse sword roared suddenly, and Huo Ran rushed into the silence and headed straight towards Zixiao Pavilion. (To be continued.) )