Without any words, with a solemn face, five people, quickly approaching Shengong Leopard from five directions, like five fierce beasts, the chief of Wuqing Hall, they are all masters of the Xuan Xuan Period. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Shen Gongbao, who was only at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period, sneered again and again, and he muttered softly, "Look for death." ”

In a few breaths, the five people had approached less than ten zhang away from Shengong Leopard, but they stopped and stopped.

One of them, wrapped in animal skin, was burly and strong, and he slammed his foot on the ground, and the sound of tremors rumbled, and the entire Danxia Square shook several times as if there was a sudden earthquake.

On the ground, a crack immediately spread, impartially, pointing directly at Shen Gong Leopard, and it was as if the earth had opened a huge dark mouth, waiting to devour it......

Shen Gongbao was still sitting on the ground next to Danxia Stone, still sneering contemptuously, as if he didn't bother to make any evasive or parry moves.

Suddenly, the air rippled like water waves, and the thin and withered Murong Xuanjian appeared.

He pointed with one hand, and a wisp of wind blade inserted softly and flutteringly.

Inserted into the cracks that spread rapidly in the ground.

Suddenly, there was a freeze, the crack no longer expanded, and the next breath ...... Miserable howl, blood flowing, two halves, the strong man in the beast skin who was heavy in the Xuan Xuan period was actually split in half, and when the miserable howl was still echoing in the air, the two halves of his body had already fallen to the ground.

Perhaps, the many onlookers and cultivators who were far away on the edge of Danxia Square couldn't understand how the strong man in animal skin died suddenly.

However, the other four principals who had already approached Shen Gongbao were very clear, so they were horrified in their hearts.

A wisp of wind blade turned out of Murong Xuan's sword plunged into the ground, forcibly preventing the expansion of the cracks on the ground.

Then, immediately, a trace of wind in the wind blade diverged out, and went in the opposite direction along the crack, that is, it went towards the strong man in the animal skin.

Extremely fast, in a breath, the wind whistled like a sharp blade through the body, and in this way, the strong man in animal skin was divided in half.

Die.

"Who are you?"

Among the remaining four, a middle-aged woman still has the charm of a half-aged woman, she smiled at Murong Xuanjian with a charming face, and said in a soft voice: "Your sword is so fast, are you a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect?"

However, the next sentence suddenly froze, and she said sharply, "It's not faster than my sword." ”

Out of the sword, the beautiful woman's figure moved slightly, and a flash of lightning flashed.

Unparalleled speed, there is almost no sword faster than her in Xuanwu Sect, hers is an electric light sword, especially here, in Danxia Square, the distance between her and Murong Xuanjian is only about ten zhang.

Outcome.

It was actually the beautiful woman who fell straight down, because her neck had been broken by the wind blade, and her head fell to the ground.

Die.

Only, apparently, until a moment before she died.

She still thought that her own sword was obviously faster than the other party, so in this situation where each of them had a sword, it was obvious that the reason why she was killed was because of her own sword, which was slow.

Actually, not.

If she could clearly see the opponent's move, that is, Murong Xuanjian's sword before she died, then the beautiful woman would understand that her sword was actually faster.

It's just that the opponent is even more crazy for her.

Because, too fast, the electric lightsaber is too fast.

Murong Xuanjian couldn't dodge or parry the Wind Blade at all, so he could only stand in place and couldn't see clearly. Suddenly, shining, the electric lightsaber stabbed him in the heart accurately, but it exploded, and the electric lightsaber was blown up and shattered into hundreds of pieces, scattering in all directions.

It was just because Murong Xuanjian's body protection qi was too strong, and the huge anti-shock force actually completely shattered the electric light sword.

So, at the same time, in less than a breath, Murong Xuanjian's wind blade counterattack had already cut off the beautiful woman's neck...... Cut her off.

"Who the hell are you?"

The middle-aged man's face, dressed in a murderous black robe, and an iron sword, this person shouted and asked: "What kind of grudge does the Xuanwu Sect have with you, and you want to assist Shen Gongbao, an old thief?"

Oh oh ah, a gesture.

The remaining three principals were dumbfounded, they never thought that this skinny and withered guy who killed two people one after another was actually a mute.

Shen Gongbao sneered even more.

He felt that it was necessary to properly explain the comparison of Murong Xuanjian, which the three people couldn't understand, so he informed: "One person, one life." If the grudge can be measured by the lives of each person, then the grudge between me and Xuanwu Sect is hundreds of times more than the grudge between Shen Gongbao and Xuanzong. ”

"Such a grudge...... the black-clothed swordsman muttered: "It can only be a grudge against the destruction of the sect and the sect, and it may be hundreds of times more than that of Shen Gongbao, but all along, there are too many sects and families that have been destroyed by the Xuanwu Sect, alas, there are too many." ”

He still couldn't deduce who his opponent really was.

However, another, a young man with a white face holding a crystal whip, said in a trembling voice: "Murong Xuanjian, Murong Xuanjian, you must be Murong Xuanjian." ”

"Huh, how is that possible?" the black-clad swordsman couldn't believe it.

The tall, thin man who had never spoken, holding a giant spear that was almost like a pillar of the main hall, flatly denied: "Impossible. At that time, Murong Xuan was killed by the sect master, the Murong family was destroyed that day, and I was still in the internal affairs hall, so I was responsible for counting the corpses in the end, and I also remember very well that the Murong family had 435 people, all of which were missing. Of course, Murong Xuan's son, Murong Xuanjian, is included. ”

It's just that the man in white took a step back, and the amplitude of his voice seemed to tremble a little more: "The appearance and form of a cultivator can be changed, from being able to speak to being dumb without speaking, it is even simpler; ”

However, it seems that his cultivation is only a period of sub-thought, and the cultivator cannot hide that he only has exercises, and what he cultivated at the beginning of the battle can only be what he cultivated. So, obviously, don't you still believe it, this dumb man is clearly used to use the swordsmanship evolved from Murong Xuan's hurricane technique, hurricane sword slash. ”

He was absolutely right.

Murong Xuanjian is indeed the son of Murong Xuan, the hall master of the original Ghost Eye Hall.

Because of the change of the blood demon in the broken temple of Danyang City, the suzerain leader of the Xuanwu Sect, Xiong Yiyuan, blamed the Ghost Eye Hall led by Murong Xuan, and did not investigate.

However, Murong Xuan was unrepentant, and he was completely undisciplined in his follow-up response, and he was disdainful of the demon who was also present at the time, and even began to contradict the sect master...... So that he was originally transformed into the golden seal of heaven and earth by Xiongyi and killed.

Subsequently, the door was immediately extinguished.

Almost no one in the Murong family was spared, only Murong Xuanjian, at that time, he was not in the sect but wandered and practiced in all walks of life in the original domain.

Later, he was chased and killed by the Absolute Killing Hall, and had to use the Great Law of Stealing the Heaven and the Sun, and the remaining body of his body was chased and killed by the Xuanwu Sect, and his own soul was attached to the body of another stranger.

In this way, he can only be in the current state of being thin and dry and unable to speak.

Today, Murong Xuanjian was recognized.

However, he doesn't care, he's simple, kill him.

Murong Xuanjian's body flickered, and a hurricane rose from the ground, forming a huge wind scroll that penetrated the sky and the earth, towards the remaining three, the black-clothed swordsman, the white-clothed man, and the man holding the spear...... Swept away violently.