For a time, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, breaking through the nine heavens of the clouds.

The purple lotus flower that enveloped the village chief and Huang Hao disappeared, revealing the village chief and Huang Hao's figures.

But, then the ground was full of purple.

The purple golden lotus blooms for no reason, and if the epiphany is bright, it will bloom brightly.

Soon, the entire deserted village was filled with purple golden lotus flowers.

There was a hint of ecstasy on the village chief's face, he knew that the deserted village was saved, and the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.

The clothes were flying, and a man in a white robe stepped on a purple gold long sword and slowly fell.

This is a man like a god, dressed in white fluttering, standing there like a peerless sword out of the sheath, on the day of the sheath, it will definitely shake Kyushu.

He has a temperament from the primeval world, and his eyes are sharp, as if a sword light bursts out.

Within three feet, it seems to form a field, full of sword intent.

He is like an ancient emperor, sitting on the piano, commanding the world, smiling at the world, and playing a song of troubled times.

This person is none other than Cao Xia.

Cao Xia nodded to the village chief, and then frowned.

At this time, the deserted village is completely different from before.

If it weren't for the guidance of the broken jade slip before, if it wasn't for the big willow tree at the entrance of the village.

Cao Xia would not have found out that this was a deserted village for a while.

Many of the houses here have collapsed, and many of the pottery and stone tools have been broken.

The ground was dug three feet hard, and many spiritual herbs and elixirs on the ground were also pulled bare.

Compared with the deserted village Cao Xia saw before, it was completely different.

"Uh-huh......"

A humming sound that seemed to endure extreme pain came to Cao Xia's ears, Cao Xia looked at the ruins of a house, and could clearly feel that there was an extremely weak breath of life under the ruins.

"The tiger is not dead yet!"

"Hurry up and save the tiger!"

The village chief is old, but his hearing is surprisingly good.

Hearing the humming of Huzi, he hurriedly organized the villagers to save Huzi.

"You did all this?"

Cao Xia looked coldly at the nearest Mo and asked in a cold voice, there was sword light bursting out in the depths of his eyes, and there was killing condensation.

Luo Mo looked at Cao Xia very disapprerovingly, and said: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend of Shu Mountain, this place is not in Shu Mountain, what our Qingcheng disciples have done, it is not Shu Mountain's turn to ask." ”

He could feel that his cultivation was not as good as Cao Xia, and he was not Cao Xia's opponent at all.

But he didn't think about it, he didn't believe that Shushan dared to offend Qingcheng at this time.

There is no other reason, because Shushan Jianxuan is dead.

Gathering qi into a sword, a purple gold long sword with extremely profound sword intent appeared in Cao Xia's hand.

Luo Mo's face changed, and he felt Cao Xia's killing intent.

"I'm here, this is Shushan!" Cao Xia said coldly.

I am the head of Shushan, where I am, where is Shushan.

The sword intent was full, and the purple gold long sword burst out of Cao Xia's hand towards the ink!

The sword is purple and deep, and the sword intent is fierce, as if it is straight up to the nine heavens, and it slashes the blue sky.

Open the gate of heaven with a sword, and move forward!

This sword is Cao Xiawu's sword from the Great Yantian Machine, which slashed the sky and opened the gate of heaven with the sword.

Feeling that this sword was powerful, all the disciples in Qingcheng changed their faces.

The most frightened face should be the ink.

Because he could feel it, he couldn't resist this sword at all.

It's too late, it's too soon!

I saw that Mao Mo took out a jade talisman from his arms thoughtfully.

If Xiao Han was here, he would definitely find that the sword talisman that this jade talisman had obtained from Ling'er before was very similar.

But the words on this jade talisman are a "defense".

The jade talisman shattered, and a black light shield appeared in front of Luo Mo.

This black light shield is restrained, but it is like the Great Wall of a thousand years, a water embankment of thousands of miles, and it is as immobile as a mountain.

As if heaven and earth were destroyed, and they were reunited, this shield would not be destroyed.

Luo Mo threw away the already dim jade talisman and laughed at Cao Xia:

"Hahahaha, what about your Shushan disciple? I'm from Qingcheng Mountain. ”

"It's just a Shu Mountain, I don't believe you can really kill me!"

"Boom!"

The purple-gold longsword instantly slashed at the jet-black shield.

In an instant, the sword intent erupted, setting off ripples between the misty heaven and the earth.

Trembling the heavens and the earth.

A purple glow, as if blooming with the most dazzling brilliance in the world, flashed extremely violently.

In the next second, the ridicule in Luo Mo's eyes disappeared, replaced by a thick sense of disbelief.

Then, a fountain of blood erupted from his chest, and he fell to the ground, no longer breathing of life.

A large blood hole appeared in the chest of Zenmo.

And that jet-black shield, I don't know when it shattered.

The other Qingcheng disciples saw that Luo Mo had fallen, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"How so!"

"Do you know that we are Qingcheng disciples, you actually dare to kill my Qingcheng disciples!"

"How could this be, Senior Brother Qi's Jade Talisman of Defense for Luo Mo was actually broken, how could this be."

"You must know that Senior Brother Qi is a master of the Tenth Realm, and this jade talisman he gave can at least withstand a full blow from the Ninth Realm."

"He is only in the eighth realm, and he actually broke the defensive power of this jade talisman, how is this possible!"

Of the remaining four Qingcheng disciples, some were panicked, questioned, puzzled, and shocked, but more were incredulous!

How dare he, we are Qingcheng disciples.

Jing Bing released his own aura, and an extremely powerful aura pressed towards Cao Xia.

Looking at Cao Xia, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the corner of Jing Bing's eyes.

But...... The trace of arrogance in the corner of his eyes, and the disdain for Shushan and even all the holy places, still did not change.

Shushan?

And what about one of the holy places?

"I Qingcheng heard that the new head of Shushan took office, and sent me to come to Shushan, come with gifts, and meet the new head of Shushan, but I didn't expect that as soon as I got close to Shushan, I was killed by you, a disciple of Shushan!"

"This ...... Is it the hospitality of Shushan? ”

Behind Cao Xia, the village chief and others felt this breath, and their complexions changed suddenly.

"This ...... It's actually the Eighth Realm! ”

immediately looked at Cao Xia nervously.

"It's the same eighth realm, can he really deal with it?"

Jing Bing's face was proud, and several other Qingcheng disciples also stepped forward and released their breath.

"Please also Shushan...... Give me an explanation for Qingcheng! ”

Those three people turned out to be the seventh realm.

At this moment, Tongtian Sword Intent looked around Cao Xia, and the sword intent was extremely bright.

Wherever the sword intent passed, purple golden lotus flowers bloomed.

Cao Xia's face was as cold as ice, and he smiled with murderous intent.

"Huh, confess? Then I'll give you an explanation. ”

Perhaps what Jing Bing didn't know was that the Cangyun Sect, which asked Shushan to give an explanation, had been destroyed.

"You don't have to go to see the head of Shushan, because I am!"

"What about the Holy Land?"

"What about Qingcheng?"

"If you dare to come to the foot of my Shu Mountain to spread wild, then leave your life!"

Hearing Cao Xia's words, the Qingcheng disciples present all changed their faces.

This person actually claimed that he was the head of Shushan, and he didn't put Qingcheng in his eyes at all!

"How dare he?"

This is the common thought of Qingcheng disciples at this moment!

Gathering qi into a sword, a purple long sword appeared in Cao Xia's hand.

Cao Xia stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly at the purple long sword.

"Ding......

A sword roar, wrapped in sword intent, spread to heaven and earth!

"Poof......

"Poof......

"Poof......

"Poof......

The four disciples, including Jing Bing, all spurted out a mouthful of blood.

They looked at Cao Xia in shock.

"A single flick of the sword shook us all and vomited blood?"

"Is this person really the head of Shushan?"

"How are you going to fight this?"

At this moment, Cao Xia flicked his sword again.

"Ding......

The sound of the sword was crisp, the sound of the sword fused with the sword intent, and the sound path wrapped the sword path, once again spreading towards the heaven and the earth.

For example, the ancient voice came to the ears of the four people and crossed into their minds.

If the heavens and the earth sound!

If the sound of ten thousand swords!

But...... It is the sound of death!

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Four sounds.

Everyone in the deserted village looked at the four figures.

No...... That can't be described by a human being anymore.

It can only be said that it is a corpse!

The sound of the sword was transmitted, shaking the heads of the four people to the point that first their ears were bleeding, and then their heads burst!

After that, the sword intent hidden in the sword roar slashed all four of them into pieces!

There is no more life.

The village chief looked at Cao Xia with some trembling.

The sword kills invisibly.

What a ruthless means, such a strong means!