As the saying goes, there is only the wrong name, there is no wrong nickname, no matter how strange the nickname is, as long as it can stand, it means that there is a corresponding ability.

The Seven Absolute Divine Sword and the others are naturally not considered Sword Divine Sword Saint Sword Demon Sword Immortals in the Central Plains, but in Miao Jiang, they are the top swordsmen, and their swordsmanship has its own characteristics.

The first to strike was the warm fire roll.

His sword was as hot as lava, and his temper was hotter than the flames, and it is said that when the warm fire was small, he picked up the vermilion feathers of the southern guardian beast, the Vermilion Bird.

This must be false, that eighty percent is some kind of pheasant feathers, but his swordsmanship is indeed excellent.

The more restless the light, the more his potential can be realized, and the more powerful his swordsmanship will be.

The fire was boiling hot like lava.

His brain was already full of fighting intent, and his fighting intent was burning, burning all over his body in pain.

It was a battle intent that was even hotter than a bonfire, even if it was more than ten zhang away, Shen Lian could feel the fierce battle intent, and couldn't help but secretly scream yes.

The next shot was Liang Sad.

Liang's sad sword is in the name of the demon, and it is naturally full of fierce demonic nature, as if the demon king opened his blood pupils and waved his claws that tore the sky and the earth, which made people shiver down their spine.

In this raging demon king-like swordsmanship, there is even a little bit of desolation, which makes people want to feel sorry for themselves.

Some people are as fast as the wind, some are slow like snails, some are like demons and ghosts, and some people are ghostly, each with its own wonders.

But that's all to the point.

The focus is on Luo sleeping, who shot last.

Luo Meng didn't have a sword in his hand, because he didn't need a sword at all, he himself was a sword, he was a real sword man, and his choice was - to kick!

The foot is used as a weapon, and when it is whirling, it is often used as a foot knife, and when it is stabbed, it is a spear, and the swordsmanship is performed with the foot, how strange it looks.

In fact, the swordsmanship of the Seven Absolute Divine Sword, which is nominally a divine immortal demon, is actually a deviant.

The sword god has no divinity, the sword immortal has no immortal energy, the sword saint is not a sage, the sword demon cannot break ten thousand laws with one sword, only the sword demon and the sword ghost are most in line with their name.

All are ghosts!

Everyone's swordsmanship is ghostly.

They are goblins, evil ghosts, and ghosts dressed in the cloak of the Divine Immortal Buddha, and the sword is just a cover.

It's like a lawless person who uses incomparably powerful mana to clothe them in fairy skin.

If you can see through their true bodies, you will find the demonic energy, ghost energy, and evil energy of ghosts, and if you can't see through them, you will be completely blinded by them.

Their swordsmanship does not come from the mythological system of the Miao Jiang tradition, but from Buddhism, from the question and answer between the demon king Bo Xun and Shakyamuni.

Bo Xun: "Shakyamuni, after you reach Nirvana, I will definitely destroy your Dharma. ”

Buddha: "The Dharma is the Dharma, so what power do you have to destroy the Dharma?" ”

Bo Xun: "Buddhism has strict precepts, strongly emphasizes the harm of greed, and teaches people to stay away from greed, and I conform to the desires of the people and satisfy the desires of the people. ”

Buddha: "I have Buddhist scriptures left behind. ”

Bo Xun: "The scriptures are dead words, and if you want to educate sentient beings, you still need someone to explain them, and those people can make both correct and distorted interpretations. ”

Buddha: "I have a Sangha treasure to leave behind." ”

Bo Xun: "If you want to cross sentient beings, you must introduce new people, you must cross demons, right?" Your old man will not refuse my disciples to accept your teachings. ”

Buddha: "No. ”

Bo Xun: "At the end of the Dharma period, I asked my disciples and grandchildren to mix in your Sangha treasures, wear your robes, distort your scriptures, and destroy your precepts. What else do you have to say? ”

The Buddha was speechless for a long time and shed two lines of tears.

Bo Xun laughed and left.

The Seven Absolute Divine Sword is Bo Xun's disciple and grandson.

They practiced Bo Xun's teachings perfectly, and used the cloak of the Divine Immortal Buddha to cover up their own despicability.

However, they can only dominate in Miaojiang, because they are just disciples and grandchildren, and after arriving in the Central Plains, they will find that they are despicable, and they are just making small fights.

At most, he can only be a pawn!

No matter how despicable a pawn is, how can he compare to a chariot and a handsome man in power?

The Jiangyang thieves, huge greed, and hypocritical traitors that Shen Lian has seen are the real heirs.

If Shen Lian is asked to give them an evaluation, at most, it is the level of the rhinoceros essence of Jinping Mansion, and the disguise that can be seen by others, can it still be called a disguise?

The Seven Absolute Divine Swords can't hide from Shen Lian, of course they can't hide from Li Xunhuan, Xu Xiaoyi, Old Man Tang, and the rain of arrows falling from the sky.

Li Xunhuan didn't make a move.

Unless someone directly threatens Mu Ying, Li Xunhuan will not make a move, he is the last line of defense.

Shen Lian and Old Man Tang are enough!

"Tuk!"

With a soft sound, a pine red tassel spear pierced through the illusory fog and pierced a throat with precision among the ghostly shadows.

"Sword Ghost" Yu was tired of the dead and fell to the ground.

The ghost aura on his body is the strongest, he is the most exposed, and he is the biggest flaw in the sword formation.

It's both a flaw and a trap!

The strongest is also the weakest, and the weakest is the strongest.

If the enemy uses residual boredom as a breakthrough point, they will immediately fall into a trap and be surrounded by the Seven Absolute Divine Blades.

It's just that they didn't expect that Old Man Tang would be so resolute and ruthless in his shot, and Yu was tired of being pierced through the throat by a spear before he had time to move according to the formation.

Old Don doesn't like to kill.

However, if he wants to punish the traitor and eliminate the evil, his gun is like Li Xunhuan's flying knife, and he will be killed if he goes out.

Why shoot if you don't kill?

Isn't the purpose of shooting to kill someone?

This is the philosophy of Donald.

Of course, this is also Shen Lian's philosophy.

The moment the sword ghost fell, the swordsman who was as dashing as an immortal was pierced through the heart by Gu Wen.

The Sword Immortal is not a real Sword Immortal, his sword seems to be immortal, but in fact it is just a vassal elegance.

It's like Shen Lian putting on Li Xunhuan's clothes, no matter how horizontally or vertically, left or right, up and down, there is no place that is not awkward, more fancy than a flower shelf.

Shen Lian has seen a sword technique like a god!

The shelf can hide it from others, but it can't hide it from Shen Lian.

So he died.

His eyes were wide open, he didn't know how he died, his death was unknown, he stared at Shen Lian deadly, as if he wanted to remember the next life.

Shen Lian didn't look at him for half a look, and he wouldn't even give him a little afterglow, this was a fight for his life, he should be fully focused, how could he be distracted by a corpse?

Are you dead eyes, my?

I just like people like you to die!

Then fell Liang sadly.

The demonic nature in his body is the most serious, and he has never thought of hiding the demonic nature, because he feels that the name of the sword demon is very majestic, and he has the pleasure of being invincible in the world.

Liang is sad and always works quickly.

Old Man Tang and Shen Lian made a move to kill, and there would inevitably be a lack of follow-up, and they needed to guide qi back to the source, this was his chance to win, so he chose to make a move.

The demons danced, and the demon king split the ground.

The pitch-black sword light was like a dark cloud, shrouding down towards Shen Lian's head, and in this instant, a ray of immortal light broke through the dark cloud and brought light again.

Liang sadly drew his sword, and Feng Siniang drew his sword.

Liang's sad sword is very fast and very demonic.

Feng Siniang's knife was faster and more demonic.

It's like a little devil who is charging into battle, and when he sees the queen, demon king, and ghost king on the throne of bones, he either kneels on the ground to show his submission, or he dies.

What made Liang sad and frightened even more was that such a demonic sword technique looked fairy.

Feng Siniang's moves are like butterflies, cold as a fairy, like a fairy in the depths of the Miaojiang Wanhua Jungle, without half a point of demonic energy, anger, and murderous aura.

Liang was sad and even a little intoxicated, feeling that even if he died under this kind of knife technique, it would be in vain.

Drunk in intoxication, dead in intoxication.

It was Liang who raided Shen Lian who was sad, and it was He who attacked Old Man Tang, his sword was very weird.

Although he swung his sword and stepped forward, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, it was not thunder and lightning, but advancing and retreating, attacking and defending, step by step, and there was absolutely no urgency.

He is sad that the sword is very slow, like a turtle and snail, but there is a strange power attached to the sword, which makes people feel sad when they look at it, very, very sad.

It is said that people who have fought with Ho Sad will feel sad no matter what the final victory or defeat is.

Is there anyone who doesn't feel bad?

Of course!

That's a heartless optimist, even if the sky falls, he will find a way to have fun.

Coincidentally, Tang Zhuquan, the son of the old man Tang, is such an optimist, even if the sky falls apart and the Tianhe River is poured back, what he wants is not to run away, but to taste the water of the Tianhe, what it tastes like!

Feng Siniang will protect Shen Lian after making a move, and Tang Zhuquan will of course also protect Old Man Tang, his weight is nearly three hundred pounds, but the speed of his move is not slow.

The carrot-like thick fingers blocked the tip of the sword with extreme precision, no matter how sad and how to urge the sad sword intent, Tang Zhuquan smiled.

"Rebellion, stubbornness, like you and a great traitor, let's die!"

The fat bear paw volleyed in the air, He was too sad to be short of his body, and wanted to go around behind Tang Zhuquan, Tang Zhuquan's move was very fast, but the turn was not flexible.

What a sad tactic is beautiful.

It's a pity that he forgot one thing, after Tang Zhuquan's obstruction, the old man Tang had already returned to the Yuan, and the deadly red tassel gun had already reached his chest.

"Poof!"

One shot in the chest!

Is this a sneak attack?

Absolutely!

Not just a sneak attack, it's a siege!

For the martial arts seniors, this seems to be a very humiliating thing, but Old Man Tang will not care.

It doesn't matter how to punish the evil and eliminate the evil!

Pay attention to the so-called face and bearing, and in the end was escaped by the traitors, and even was taken advantage of the opportunity to be killed, that kind of stupid thing, Old Man Tang disdained it.

Or don't shoot!

Either leave no mouth alive!

Zhigao's wisdom is very high, he is indeed a very smart person, and he has a high reputation in Miaojiang.

However, no matter how high his wisdom was, he could not have imagined that the invincible Seven Absolute Divine Sword would actually kill four people in a snap of time.

No!

Not four!

It's five!

Feng Siniang swung his knife to kill Liang Sad, Shen Lian waved out the pure Yang Gang Qi to protect his body with his left hand, and the feather in his right hand flew quickly, and Gu Wen flew out of the air, nailing Sun Yijiu to the ground.

Seven against four!

Four to two!

Shen Lian never talks about the rules of the rivers and lakes, of course Feng Siniang doesn't talk about the rules, Old Man Tang doesn't talk about the rules, Tang Zhuquan wants to talk about the rules, but he can't beat his father.

Bullying less with more, bullying small with big.

I feel awkward when I am bullied, and when I bully others, it is really refreshing.

"Bell!"

Feng Siniang swung his sword to block Luo Sleep's foot sword, and Shen Lian's overlord's iron elbow fell in the air, only to hear a crisp explosion, and Luo Sleep's right leg knee was shattered.

Shen Lian showed no mercy, and blasted out heavy feet along Luo's sleeping thighs, and in an instant, chickens flew eggs.

No matter how much Luo sleeps and loves to sleep, it is impossible to fall asleep after suffering such a painful blow.

Shen Lian was kind-hearted and felt that it was very inappropriate to wake up someone who liked to sleep so much, so he decided to send him to sleep forever.

"Boom!"

Shen Lian flew up through the air, followed by the Eight Poles Iron Mountain, which smashed down like a meteor and slammed into Luo Meng's chest.

Luo Sleep's ribs were all broken, and the bone stubble pierced into his internal organs, and he immediately fell asleep comfortably, even if Hua Tuo was alive, it was impossible for him to wake up.

Tang Zhuquan only felt feverish.

When he first saw Shen Lian, Shen Lian gave him two jars of clear streams and springs, he felt that Shen Lian was a good person, but now he knew that this thing was a beast in human skin.

His own father is already fierce enough, Shen Lian is even more ferocious than his father, and the brutality makes people feel

- Blood-boiling!

Tang Zhuquan's blood was in his head, and he only felt that every piece of fat on his body was burning, which was hotter, hotter, more erect, and more unbreakable than the warm fire.

"Whew!"

The finger force broke through the air, and the warm head was blasted out of a big hole, flowing out of colorful colors.

Shen Lian snorted coldly: "Seven Absolute Divine Swords? This is the Miao Jiang Sword God Sword Saint? What a disappointment! ”

It's easy to say, but it's not easy.

If Shen Lian was allowed to fight them alone, even if he could kill seven people, he would definitely be damaged, and the reason why he could win quickly was because the helpers were too powerful.

Old Man Tang's skills, realm, and experience were better than Shen Lian, and he broke the seven-person formation at the beginning.

The Seven Absolute Divine Swords could not form a formation, and their strength could be exerted at most seventy percent, which was already seriously damaged.

Feng Siniang and Tang Zhuquan covered with all their might, allowing the two people who broke the formation to return to the source, Shen Lian flew another spear to get rid of one person, and the rest was a siege of four to two.

From the Seven Absolute Divine Sword to the boiling head turning into a rotten watermelon, it only lasted for tea time.

It seems very simple, but the courage to shoot, the ingenuity of change, the speed of adaptation, and the wonder of tactics, even characters like Mu Ying can't help but praise everyone.

"What other means, take it out!"

"Shen Lian, don't be proud, let you see the army of beasts in Miao Jiang, can you defeat the giant elephant?"

"The army of beasts, if I remember correctly, during the Three Kingdoms of the Later Han Dynasty, Wuhou broke it once, you used the methods of hundreds of years ago to deal with me, do you think that General Ben has not seen the art of war, or do you think that I am illiterate?"

Mu Ying looked at Zhigao with disdain.

You can't just take this away!

Mu Ying is Zhu Yuanzhang's adopted son, saying that he doesn't read the art of war and can't read Ding, isn't he scolding Zhu Yuanzhang?

(End of chapter)