Chapter 3: The Boy's Sword
At the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, dozens of immortals were motionless, as if they were imprisoned, until Xiao Yi and the nine people came close, and a blood line slowly emerged from the necks of the nine people, which was extremely thin and almost invisible, but Xiao Yi and the nine people knew that these dozens of immortals were already in a different place.
What a fast sword!
Xiao Yi and the nine people were shocked, this young man in green shirt was undoubtedly a human race, but he didn't know where the road came from, the nine people walked along the mountain road to the road, and saw a lot of immortals along the way, the same sword, ended their lives, everyone was like a stone statue, standing still in place, motionless.
Halfway up the mountain, hundreds of immortals had already been killed by the young man in green shirts, and at this time, Xiao Yi and the nine people also vaguely saw their backs.
He walked towards the top of the mountain step by step, a purple long sword behind him, without a sheath, the sword body was not stained with blood, if it wasn't for seeing it with his own eyes, Xiao Yi Jiu couldn't believe that this sword had just drunk the blood of hundreds of immortals.
"What a clever footwork!"
Shi Zhixuan gasped, the young man in the green shirt seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in fact it was almost to the extreme, every step out was dozens of zhang away, and every step fell There were immortals killed, such a strange scene was seen by some immortals in front of the mountain road, and their eyes showed horror, but the next moment, the young man's figure appeared behind them, and his gaze was fixed on his face from then on.
No one can block a sword, even if it is the leader of the immortal clan, he can't react at all, and even a centurion of the immortal clan appeared along the way, and it also ended in silence, a blood line started from the center of his eyebrows, and extended to the crotch, and his whole person was divided into two halves by a sword.
In front of Qingzhu Village.
A black-haired old man overlooked the bottom of the mountain, the fairy mist was shrouded, spreading towards the front of the village, behind him, the five commanders looked solemn, behind them, there were more than two thousand soldiers, they were surging with killing intent, everyone's face, revealing a solid color, today they are standing here, can not let anyone take a step, because behind them, there are things they need to protect.
The elderly, women, teenagers, young children, they are in every corner of Qingzhu Village, in their hands, also holding soldiers, trapped in Qingzhu Mountain for more than a year, today may be the most reluctant battle, they can't watch their relatives die in front of themselves, if they can, their blood can also flow.
In the rolling immortal qi, more than 5,000 immortal soldiers climbed Qingzhu Mountain, they stopped thirty zhang in front of the black-haired old man, and more than 5,000 immortal soldiers stopped abruptly, without making a sound, their eyes were indifferent, and there was even more pity in their eyes, because after today, there was no black wind tribe on Qingzhu Mountain.
"Black Wind Tribe!"
An indifferent voice sounded, in front of Qingzhu Village, the air suddenly became hot, more than 5,000 immortal soldiers, there were more than a dozen unicorn horses, some stepped on the clouds, some four hooves made fire, this is a fairy beast belonging to the immortal clan, at this time, a unicorn horse paced forward, on its back, there was a middle-aged immortal sitting upright, red long hair flying, where it passed, the air was distorted, the heat wave was rolling, a strong aura was coming, and the black-haired old man's face suddenly changed slightly.
"Immortal Bone Realm!"
"Old boy, you finally have some knowledge!" the red-haired immortal clan smiled, the scar on his face was distorted, showing a hideous color, and then said coldly, "I am Xuanqing, the commander of the immortal clan, and today I came to your Black Wind tribe with the captain of Shenshan to carry out a blood sacrifice, and lead the strong man on the road of my immortal clan's heavenly soldiers to come, just a low-grade blood department, don't have any delusions, put down the soldiers, and give you a good time!
Taking a deep breath, a fierce color appeared in the eyes of the black-haired old man, he was dressed in a cyan animal skin robe and moved in the wind, and said in a deep voice: "The clansmen of the Black Wind Tribe, in today's battle, we will die, and there may not even be a person who can walk down Qingzhu Mountain alive, but now, these immortal clans in front of you tell me that I want you to put down your soldiers and kill yourself, I am the patriarch, but I can't help you choose, the ancestors in the mound are looking at me, and the brothers who have been dead for many years are watching me underground! Now, tell him what your choice is!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
More than 2,000 soldiers of the Black Wind Clan, and even every Black Wind Clan in Qingzhu Village, all used all their strength to roar and roar, their eyes were red, death was not terrible, what was terrible was to bow their heads in front of the strong, the land under their feet was not called a foreign land, this Qingzhu Mountain, which is five hundred and three feet high, has only one name, that is, home!
His face sank, and there was a cold glint in Xuan Qing's eyes, and he said: "Is this your choice?" Knowing that there is no hope for the Dao, you still have to struggle, this is the stupidity that belongs to your human race, poor human beings, since you are stubborn, then use your blood to dye the immortal drum red, and use your white bones to witness the glory of us, one day, my immortal clan will forge the path of white bones, and completely penetrate this road of heavenly soldiers, your Black Wind tribe is not the last one, and the Thunder Sword Soldier Department will soon follow in your footsteps!"
"Yes. ”
Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded, straight into everyone's ears, and this voice fell into that Xuanqing's ears, but it sounded directly in his spiritual world, like a thunderbolt vibrating, making his whole body shake, and the spiritual world world shook violently, almost shattering.
"What people!"
Xuanqing drank violently, and his spiritual power suppressed the spiritual world, he turned around suddenly, staring at the distance, only to see more than 5,000 immortal soldiers behind, a young man in a green shirt walked slowly, his steps were not fast, but every step was clear to the ears, and the footsteps fell into everyone's ears, unstoppable, weird to the extreme.
"Who the hell are you!"
At this moment, even the Shenshan Wanfu was also solemn, and when he turned around, this young man's appearance was too weird, with his spiritual power enveloping the Quartet, he didn't even notice his figure, but instead sensed that nine not weak breaths were rising rapidly from the bottom of the mountain, and although there was a breath that was not as good as him and Xuanqing, it was also stepping into the Wanfu level, and he was a strong person in the human race quenching bone realm.
Only this young man in a green shirt, from beginning to end, did not appear in his spiritual power sense, as if he appeared out of thin air, if he didn't take the initiative to speak, he wouldn't even be able to detect it.
Terrible!
Shen Shan's heart sank, without the slightest contempt, this is the eyesight sharpened in blood and fire, don't care because the other party is too young, in Shen Shan's cognition, no matter which race, there are some demonic existences, they either have a special physique, or a bloodline inheritance, the initial cultivation is like flying, not at all comparable to ordinary people.
Whoa!
At this moment, following the young man in green shirts, the figures of Xiao Yi and the nine people appeared ten zhang away behind him, and the nine people stopped at the same time, Xiao Yi's eyes fell on the young man in green shirts, from his body, he felt a breath similar to Mu Xue, which belonged to the edge of the sword, but if you compare Mu Xue with it, it is the difference between fireflies and Haoyue, although Xiao Yi can't see through the depth of this young man in green shirts, but in his spiritual world, the purple fist mark transformed by the Lock Heaven fist intent trembles lightly, and the dragon pattern on the fist mark is also a few points brighter at this moment.
As if he was sensitive, the young man in the green shirt glanced at Xiao Yi slightly, and swept over Xiao Yi, a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly didn't care.
"It's the Bloodstone Tribe! And the Volcano Tribe!" In front of Qingzhu Village, the eyes of the five commanders lit up.
The black-haired old man also had a smile in his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and nodded lightly towards the young man in green shirts.
His eyes were calm, and the young man in the green shirt walked with his sword in his hand, the purple long sword behind his back trembled slightly, and at this moment there was a faint sound of sword.
"Pretend to be a ghost!!" Xuan Qing snorted coldly.
Whew!
At the moment when his words fell, in front of him, two unicorn horses rose into the air, spanning dozens of zhang, and fell towards the top of the head of the young man in green shirts, which were two immortal commanders, the immortal qi gushed around them, the immortal soldier's long knife slashed down in the air, and the tip of the knife shot out the golden knife qi that was zhang long, and at the same time, the qi of the four directions of the void gold line converged, and the sword qi soared again, and it turned into a zhang and five feet long, and a sharp and incomparable sharp gold qi was emanated, the air was pierced, and the two vacuum knife paths were opened up.
Xiao Yi's eyes were slightly cold, these two immortal clan commanders have good combat strength, they may have approached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Immortal Vein, and their spiritual will is almost integrated with the qi of heaven and earth, if he encounters these two people before refining blood Xiaocheng, it will be difficult to defeat them with one enemy and two, but now although these two people are strong, they are not in his eyes, but he guesses in his heart, I don't know how the young man in the green shirt will deal with it.
The sword qi was coming, the young man in the green shirt didn't look at it, two golden knife qi pierced his shoulders, but there was no blood, he walked forward step by step, every step out, it was a few zhang away, as if the earth was expanding and contracting under his feet.
The unicorn horse landed, the two immortal commanders looked solemn, their eyes revealed a look of horror, the two of them stabbed out continuously, the golden knife qi criss-crossed, and the sharp gold qi was permeated, outlining a golden knife net, but it could only pass through the green shirt boy's body, and it could not hurt him in the slightest.
This is a kind of silent oppression, and they try their best to hurt their opponents, and the hearts of the two immortal clan commanders are beating wildly, because the other party is getting closer and closer.
"Retreat!" Captain Shenshan suddenly shouted.
The two Immortal Clan Commanders were shocked, but the next moment, the figure of the young man in green shirt slowly dissipated in front of them, and their vision gradually blurred, the spiritual world collapsed, and their thoughts fell into an eternal sleep. (Ask for collections, ask for recommendation votes, everyone come and vote!)
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