Chapter 88

The uncontrollable artistic conception is always an immature artistic conception!

Using the power of the world, the almost cruel penance finally stabilized the realm of the unscrupulous Sword Emperor, and the sending and receiving was already from the heart.

Let's say that the thousands of Ascending Realm masters shot from all directions, and above the three-foot Qingfeng, they all shot out a few inches of sword light, which was spectacular, and on the other side, Leng Ruoshuang's lips were purple, and his body was shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Get out!" shouted violently, and then an invisible powerful aura spread out, and the thousands of long swords that shot out suddenly burst into the air, and then the thousands of Flying Ascension Realm martial artists and their swords were shocked away by an invisible force.

Fengyun Wuji let go of half of the restraints on the Sword Emperor Realm, and a powerful aura made everyone present tremble, but listening to the incessant sound of the sword, everyone in the Twilight Purple Sword Sect was shocked to find that the long sword in his hand actually had a tendency to come out of his hand.

Just when everyone was shocked by this terrifying aura, a grim color suddenly flashed in Xiang Jie's eyes, and he gave up the long sword in his hand, and his right hand was like a sword, stretching out to his cold chest, at this moment, Xiang Du's right hand seemed to have become a long sword, and the surface was flowing with the luster of the long sword.

"Sword Demon's Hand Sword!" Fengyun Wuji almost recognized the mastery made by the other party at a glance, seeing that Leng Ruoshuang was about to be stabbed in the heart, Fengyun Wuji shouted angrily, stretched out his big sleeves, and his right hand seemed to burst out of the netherworld, and the void was marked against Xiang. Then he heard a miserable scream, Xiang Jue was like being hit by a giant mallet, and when he was less than three feet away from Leng Ruoshuang, he suddenly flew out sideways, and was in the air, and the gray robe and robe on his body suddenly divided into extremely thin wisps, and then the wisps of cloth quickly divided into wisps, and finally completely turned into a silk thread and scattered in the air.

On the exposed ** chest, dense blood lines were like a network of crosses all over Xiang Jie's upper body, but when I heard a 'snort', 'snort', the blood lines quickly expanded into shocking sword wounds, the skin and flesh rolled down, and wisps of blood shot out from the opened leather net.

Rumble!

Xiang Jue slammed into the corner of the inner courtyard of the Dusk Purple Sword Sect, smashing open a huge gap, and when he fell to the ground, he was already a bloody man, his body was full of sword marks that had penetrated into the flesh, and he kept screaming in pain, turning over and over on the ground.

Fengyun Wuji's body shook slightly, and he had already cut into the gap between Leng Ruoshuang and the thousands of masters of the Flying Ascension Realm of the Twilight Purple Sword Sect who were still stunned by this sudden change.

With his right foot stomped on the ground, Fengyun Wuji's robe swayed, and one after another sword qi broke out of the air under his feet, and the strong sword qi forced the surrounding Ascension Realm martial artists to retreat dozens of steps. A handful of cold frost, Feng Yun Wuji's face immediately became ugly, just looking at Leng Ruoshuang's face, Feng Yun Wuji knew that he was poisonous, but he didn't expect that this poisonous surname was so domineering and weird, domineering and weird are not at all like the poison that this plane can have. Tao Tao's true qi surged into Leng Ruoshuang's body, immediately protecting his heart and brain, and it was also thanks to Leng Ruoshuang's internal strength that was extremely deep, and the poisonous surname had not yet penetrated into his heart.

"Division...... Shizu ...... That tea...... Hunan Decision...... Give me a drink...... Tea...... ......" said with a cyan color on his cold eyelids, and his lips trembled.

The majestic true qi poured into Leng Ruoshuang's body, but no matter how Fengyun Wuji did it, he couldn't get rid of the strange poison in his body, seeing that Leng Ruoshuang's head was biased, he had already fainted, Fengyun Wuji's heart burned like a fire, since the last time, Fengyun Wuji could no longer see his disciple die in front of his eyes.

I really want to kill everyone in front of me. Fengyun Wuji roared angrily in his heart, but he couldn't do this, these people were all masters of the Flying Ascension Realm, thousands of people, they must not be slaughtered because of this, and no matter how they said, they were also related to themselves. In addition, judging from the situation just now, it is obvious that it was the Xiang Decision who used the head token to force these people to make a move.

Just when the wind and clouds were extremely hot, Helian Nanshan's shout suddenly came from behind him: "Senior save me! If you don't save me, I'll die!"

On the other end, Heran Nanshan grabbed a disciple dressed in the costume of the Twilight Purple Sword Sect in one hand, and held a sword in the other hand, rushing towards this side, behind him, the dense disciples of the Twilight Purple Sword Sect were emotional, flying all the way, if it weren't for Helian Nanshan's cleverness, from time to time using that Twilight Purple Sword Sect disciple as a meat shield, it is estimated that he would have died long ago.

"Kill this person! He actually pretended to be the Supreme Patriarch! He also tricked into this scum who disguised himself as the head of our Supreme Sect, intending to usurp the foundation of my Twilight Purple Sword Sect, and the disciples listened to the order, and they must not spare him. Xiang Jue suddenly jumped up from the ground, and he didn't know where he got the strength to say a lot of words in one breath.

"Master!" The dense disciples of the Twilight Purple Sword Sect who came later exclaimed one by one when they saw the tragic situation of Xiang Duel, and then a large part of the people separated out and rushed towards Fengyun Wuji, while others still chased after the Shentu Demon Lord.

A cold snort as cold as bones shook everyone's hearts.

Feng Yun Wuji faced the emotionally excited disciples of the Twilight Purple Sword Sect, and suddenly slammed out his palm, and made a void seal against the disciples, and an invisible shock wave spread, but seeing the dense crowd falling outward in an arc, Feng Yun Wuji's hanging palm turned upward, but listening to a scream, the tens of thousands of brothers suddenly fell backwards one by one, lying on the ground.

Fengyun Wuji's move was aimed at establishing authority, so the disciples had momentum, but in fact, the disciples of the Dusk Purple Sword Sect were not injured much, but they were too shocked by his power in their hearts, and they forgot about it in shock.

"You still don't ......" Xiang Jue shouted at the thousands of Ascending Realm martial artists, each of these Ascended Masters surpassed Xiang Jue, but Xiang Jue was in charge of the Great Seal of the Sect and held the Founding Sect Patriarch Token, so they had to obey Xiang Due.

Fengyun Wuji turned his head and stared at Xiang Jue coldly, with an undisguised murderous aura in his eyes, which made Xiang Jue retreat again and again.

The sword duel was pinched in his right hand, but when he heard the buzzing sword sound, the Twilight Purple Sword Sect, everyone was shocked to find that the long sword in his hand suddenly broke free from his control and shot into the air.

A chill spread in everyone's hearts like frost, and everyone, along with Xiang Jue, looked at the tens of thousands of long swords arranged up and down in a spiral shape in the air in horror, and couldn't help but gasp.

Under the control of Feng Yun Wuji, the tens of thousands of spiral ladder-like long swords in the air emitted a crisp sword sound, and the right hand pointed downward, and the tens of thousands of long swords suddenly shot down from the air with a crystal sword light.

Canopy !!

Tens of thousands of swords turned into streamers, shooting backwards, and a handle shot down from the circumference of Xiang Duel's body, at first glance, there was a rain of swords in the air. Xiang resolutely shouted, "I'm done!" and closed his eyes in despair.

After a long time, there was no sound, Xiang Jue opened his eyes, and his eyes were suddenly dazzled by a stream of light: the tens of thousands of long swords were centered on Xiang Jue, arranged in a circle, like a Taiji diagram.

In the corner of the wall, a little corner of the clothes quickly disappeared, and a cold voice came from the air: "Leave you alive for the time being, if Ruoshuang dies, you all have to die, if he is okay, then I will let him personally take care of the door." ”

Xiang Jue couldn't help but shudder when he heard this, and his heart was full of despair, is this still the ability that people should have?......

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