A thunderbolt sword, fierce and fierce, killing no return, the true meaning of swordsmanship, sharp, straight, and fast...... And so on, all to the fullest, so that the enemy has no room for the slightest.

Under the sword, there is only one death...

That Taoist cultivator, was killed by a sword, his body was directly cut into two, the lower half fell suddenly, the upper half still maintained the movement, his hands were still dancing, he performed Taoism, and the true qi between his fingers exploded, constantly attracting the vitality in all directions, condensing the yuan wood, turning into a wooden dragon, rushing to kill in all directions, trying to resist, trying to fight for a chance to escape.

Even, his face still has a hideous color.

However, at this point, it finally came to an abrupt end.

On his fingertips, he had already pinched a jade talisman, and he wanted to crush it directly, save himself from the battlefield, and save his life.

At this moment, all the action stops.

Then, the sword that cut him off at the waist was already quickly turning, tearing the wind and splitting the air with a sword, from top to bottom, fierce and cruel to the extreme, and fell head-on, under a sword, the upper half of his body was completely split in half, extremely standard, very symmetrical......

Blood, organs, scattered ...

......

Slay...

After killing this person, this sword cultivator quickly returned his sword, his body was like lightning, and he struck with thunder, without stopping at all, and with another sword, it was exactly the same, and he didn't need the slightest change, and he killed another Dao cultivator.

This Taoist cultivator was fleeing frantically, while taking out the jade talisman, preparing to crush it and escape, and was led out of this murderous battlefield, on the other hand, he was using his magic weapon, the pair of mixed grinding discs, urging the flying whirlpool back, and immediately spun violently to protect himself.

"It's useless, go die..."

That sword cultivator's expression was fierce, there was no return with a sword, and his life was impermanent, and he rushed back from the big grinding disc of the blend, and completely protected this Taoist cultivator, before the sword was like a shocking light, slashing through the flowing stars of the sky, one blow, and one fell swoop...

Piercing through the back of this person's head and straight through the center of his eyebrows...

Slay...

Another corpse, accompanied by his magic weapon, fell......

......

......

"Dead? all dead......

By this time, there was only the last Dao cultivator left.

This person was able to use his magic weapon, a long rope mixed with gold, frantically urged, and quickly skyrocketed, not knowing the length of hundreds and thousands of zhang, and immediately twisted himself, like a giant cocoon, densely clustered, surrounded.

No attack can hit him, unless it is to completely cut off and shatter his high-grade treasure-level magic weapon, a long rope mixed with gold...

The sword cultivator's expression was fierce, and he wanted to take out the sword again.

However, at this moment, finally, a strong light descended violently from the heavenly dome of this battlefield, like the brilliance of the gods, invincible and vast, with a strong and unstoppable power, enveloping this last Dao cultivator...

Shout...

When he arrived, this Taoist cultivator, along with the long golden rope he was wrapped in, all disappeared in this strong light.

was led out of the battlefield.

In other words, the six Dao cultivators who originally besieged and killed the two sword cultivators not only did not kill any of the sword cultivators, but only caused one of the sword cultivators to withdraw from the battlefield in reluctance and anger, and they themselves ended up at an extremely painful price.

Five dead...

Exit one person......

......

......

Within a radius of ten miles, it was devastated and almost desolate.

The horror of the battle just now can be seen from this.

That sword cultivator finally gave up his shot after seeing the last Dao cultivator and being completely led out of the battlefield. His face was grim, his spirit shook sharply, and without the slightest hesitation, he flew down and fell to the ground below, where he stood in a place that had become scorched earth.

Chen Lin also slowly fell down.

He was finally able to clearly see the appearance of this sword cultivator.

This person is about twenty-four or five years old, rich and handsome, wearing cloth clothes, sword in hand, standing proudly, but in this battle, he has suffered huge losses, and he has suffered a very heavy trauma inside.

Chen Lin stood opposite this person with a smile, ten zhang away, and did not take the initiative to speak.

Finally, this sword cultivator finally calmed down the sharp overturning breath, calmed down, and finally spoke: "Thank you Brother Dao for your help, I have words first, Brother Dao help me, and all the benefits I get will not go to you, Brother Dao." ”

"Good. ”

Chen Lin also spoke.

He was not polite, nodded slightly, and flicked his fingers, and the sword light rose from his hand, and immediately wisps of it, with the operation of his mind, he swept out of the air, and turned into Dao Dao humanoid sword qi and rushed around.

In the interval of breath, the humanoid sword qi all returned and returned to itself.

At the same time, the hidden void sacs of the two Dao cultivators who were killed by this sword cultivator, as well as their magic weapons, a pair of blended large grinding discs, and a short sword refined by peach god wood, were taken into their own possession.

He directly put this qiē into his own pocket, and at the same time felt a little pity in his heart. The two Dao Cultivation Masters who were killed by this sword cultivator, one was a ninth-order Great Dao Master, and the other was an eighth-order Great Dao Master, there should have been a total of seventeen Dao Yuan seeds, but unfortunately, none of them succeeded.

Just now, he wanted to see through the origin of this sword cultivator, so he chose to hand over the remaining three Dao cultivators to this sword cultivator to kill.

At the same time, it is also because, as a fellow sword cultivator, he deeply knows that the dignity of sword cultivation, especially a sword cultivator with the heart of the sword, cannot be lost, he can't kill all the enemies, and let this kind of character sit and watch, it is a huge destruction of his sword heart.

......

......

Chen Lin took a shot with his empty hand, put away the Yuan Sword True Gu, showed a smile, and said lightly: "Qiushan Kingdom, the descendant of the Deadly Sword Maniac really has a bit of the demeanor of your master. ”

The sword cultivator's face changed rapidly, and the spirit of the whole person was forcibly lifted again, revealing a fierce expression: "You actually recognize my origin?"

Chen Lin smiled and said: "Deadly sword maniac, a generation of powerhouses, proud of the Qiushan royal family, disdainful of the Lancang Conference, rumored, less than twenty years old to advance to the peak of the ninth-order great sword master, half-step soul transformation, can completely seize the respect of the first sword marquis at that time, but disdain to participate, this kind of character, very famous, I can recognize his swordsmanship, life-killing sword, it is not surprising." ”

Indeed, even if Chen Lin is a human being, he still remembers this number one person on the Lancang Great Plain.

This person is not in harmony with the Akiyama royal family, but in the previous life, when the Ancient Sword Mansion rose and Chen Lin swept through Lan Cang and was about to crush the Akiyama Kingdom, this person actually appeared and fought with one hand and one sword...... He was beheaded by Chen Lin on the Akiyama King City...

In this case, the other party should be friend or foe...... However, Chen Lin has been reborn and returned, and everything in this life has been very different. In the future, it is not necessarily.

The sword cultivator immediately calmed down, and also thought that it was indeed not too strange for Chen Lin to recognize his origin, but immediately, he himself looked strange and said, "Yes, it's not strange that you recognize my origin." But I was deeply surprised by the origin of Brother Dao. The vassal of the Akiyama Kingdom, a small ancient sword mansion, can appear such a shocking figure as Brother Dao...... It's incredible..."

"Oh?" Chen Lin said with a smile, "You know me?"

"Since you know the origin of my master's life-killing sword maniac and the Akiyama Kingdom, then it is not surprising that I will know that there are several powerful characters under the command of the Akiyama Kingdom at the Lancang Conference this time. ”

Chen Lin nodded and said solemnly: "Ancient Sword Mansion, Chen Lin..."

This is the official acquaintance.

The other party also slammed into a slam, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple of the Deadly Sword Maniac Seat, Jing Wusheng..."

"It turned out to be Jing Daoyou. Chen Lin restrained his breath, signaled his kindness, walked over slowly, and said.

"Jing Daoyou, you have been injured a lot, it is better to recover immediately, and I will take care of the surroundings for you. After you recover, you and I will join forces to find the bad luck of those Taoist cultivators and thwart their plots... What do you think?"

Chen Lin is taking the initiative to make friends.

This Jing Wusheng, a genius in the sky, has a heart of swordsmanship, and his future achievements are not trivial, if he can really make friends, it is obviously a good thing.

Jing Wusheng thought for a moment, then nodded indifferently and said, "There is labor." ”

However, he was still extremely cautious, sitting down on the spot and starting to use his True Qi to regulate his injuries while maintaining the highest vigilance......

Chen Lin's toughness, he saw it with his own eyes...

Even...... It is far stronger than the six Dao cultivators joining forces.

Chen Lin stood quietly and glanced at the jade talisman again.

Among the jade talismans, there are already only one hundred and twenty-seven points of light left...

......

......

Lancang Temple.

A pair of eyes, completely fixed on the situation in the battlefield.

All of them seem to be condescending, and they can see and know the situation anywhere on the battlefield.

People from all sides, especially the junior geniuses who have long locked their own side, pay attention to their situation on the battlefield.

From time to time, there were bursts of exclamations.

Surprise.

Wrath.

Excited.

Sad.

......

And so on.

The white-haired old man of the Lan Cang family stood indifferently behind the contemporary head of the Lan Cang family, Lan Cang Yulong.

Voices came out of his mouth, shaking everyone's heart.

"Sichuan Sword Sect, Wei Chenguang, quit..."

Rumble...

Immediately, there was an uproar.

The people of the Sichuan Sword Sect were all pale.

......

"Xiao Yuan Pavilion, Wan Shang, exit..."

......

In the midst of the battlefield, people are constantly withdrawing.

Everyone's withdrawal, no matter which side of the force they come from, a big force, a small sect, or a small country, will cause a burst of noise.

......

"Shangyuan Pavilion, Dong Xiaozi...... Die..."

......

"Death...?"

"Dead?"

"Finally...... Someone died?..."

"Shangyuan Pavilion, it's actually a person from Shangyuan Pavilion, Dong Xiaozi is dead?"

This time, the vibration caused by it reached a climax...

......

The white-haired old man's voice came again, almost without much interval.

"Beirong country, Rong precaution, death..."

"Hun Dao Gate, Yan zhòng, death..."

......

......

Three people died in a row...

It's all Taoism...

On time, all the spectators were shocked.

The white-haired old man grabbed it with his big hand, and on the battlefield, the void produced ripples, like a water curtain, and a picture appeared......

The picture is just a sword cultivator, killing three people in a row.

Subsequently, the second sword cultivator also started to kill...

"Xiao Yuan Ge, Li Mu, die..."

......

"Blending Palace, Yu Mo Zhuan, death..."

......

"Shangyuan Pavilion, Liangyanqiu...... Exit..."

......

......

Among the spectators, suddenly, there was an old man with a pale face, his eyes like lightning, and he laughed like thunder: "Okay... Jing Wusheng, my disciple of the Sword Maniac who killed me, is to kill, whoever comes to stop me, I will kill whom... It's a pity, it's a pity, in this battle, there are even more wonderful young people, not the descendants of my life-killing sword mania......"

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