"The Great Sun Sword of the East Pole Demon Gate?"

"How dare you come?"

Xuantian Jianzi was slightly stunned, and then he was full of fighting spirit, and his golden robe sounded, and he actually smiled: "Everyone, the opportunity of the Great Dao I am waiting for has come, after killing this liao, even if it is the sect of the sect, it is also the best one!" ”

"Yes, this man deserves to die by my sword."

"When the time comes, Senior Brother Xuantian shouldn't make a secret move on the way to becoming a Taoist, and make people look down on it."

A Xuanwu Heavenly Palace sword cultivator flicked his sword and laughed, indescribably heroic.

"Hahaha!"

Nearly 100 sword cultivators of the three major immortal sects were all laughing, the sound shook for hundreds of miles, the sword intent was high, and a little nervousness was swept away.

"Yes, that's exactly how it should be."

"If the sword is inferior to a man, and it is just death, what is there to fear?"

"You're all good."

Jiang Ding showed an expression of admiration and looked at the hundred swords of the Shangqing Spirit Treasure Sect: "Are you going to go, or are you dead?" ”

The interests of the immortal gate contain his interests.

The overall situation of Xianmen is his overall situation.

Therefore, Jiang Ding was willing to give this Shangqing Spirit Treasure Sect sword who had remained neutral in the realm war for nearly a thousand years a chance.

"Hahaha!"

"The Great Day Sword of the East Pole Demon Gate."

The hundred swords and swordsmen laughed wildly.

After a long time, he restrained his smile and said solemnly: "You shouldn't have been born in the East Pole Demon Gate, this is a mistake and must be corrected, otherwise, there will be endless bloody rain on the interface again." ”

"Your home planet, in many realms, there will be billions of living beings who will die for this."

"It's all because of you!"

"Jiang Ding!"

The expression of the hundred swords and the sword sharpened, and he called him by his name: "If you still have the idea of the right path in case, the consciousness of being a human being, and the benevolent heart in case." ”

"Shouldn't you kill yourself?"

"I see."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

This is the main battle faction that has encountered the Shangqing Lingbao Sect.

"Then die."

He handed down the verdict.

"Hey, hey!"

"Ridiculous!"

"Even if the Great Day Kenko of the Great Day Sword Pavilion wants to be in the ...... below"

Baijian Jianzi chuckled, and was about to say something, when he was suddenly stunned.

A pain in my chest.

Instinctively bow your head.

A mouthful of blue gold sword tip, I don't know when, broke through more than 20 magic weapons that can self-generate and sense the protector, pierced through the brilliant Dao robe, deeply pierced into the chest, pierced into the heart, and leaked out of the chest.

The sword light of blue gold shone brightly, and the light of breaking the law and destroying the soul was permeating.

"No...... No way! ”

The smile on Hundred Swords' face disappeared, and he screamed in horror.

"When is this?"

He suddenly pinched the law decision, and the clear light of the Dao Dao bloomed outward, and his body instantly collapsed into one hundred and eight flying swords, each of which was a rare treasure in the outside world, and the treasure was brilliant.

Hundred swords!

This is the origin of his Dao number, he is born with a strong affinity for swords, and can command a hundred swords, and the sword intent is also related to the number of formation paths and flying swords, even the monks of the late Jindan are not afraid.

"Drink!"

"Shangqing Demon Punishment Array!"

The hundred sword sword roared angrily, burned the essence blood, and turned into a huge amount of mana and poured into the sword array, the one hundred and eight flying swords were shining brightly, and the hazy sword qi of the Dao Dao was self-generated, accompanied by the will of the hundred sword sword intent, it actually generated a celestial phenomenon of clear light and sword qi, covering the clouds in the sky.

Then, the spirit was extinguished, and the tsunami-like clear light sword qi all surged towards his chest!

This is suppressing, wearing out the flying sword in his chest and shattering the sword intent.

Be anti-customer-oriented!

"You're as rich as I am."

Jiang Ding exclaimed: "I heard that the Shangqing Spirit Treasure Sect is good at refining weapons, and among the interfaces, many of the top heritage treasures are related to the Shangqing Spirit Treasure Sect. ”

"What's even more rare is that the Shangqing Spirit Treasure Sect and the Eight Great Immortal Sects have maintained a good relationship, and they can get a large number of magic weapon orders every year, thus accumulating huge wealth."

"I'm really envious of others."

"Kill him!"

In the roar, nearly a hundred flying swords roared in, all carrying the breath of sword intent, storm, fire, wind, darkness and other wills were filled, and the sword light was extremely fast, far exceeding the limit that a foundation building monk should have.

The figure of the young man in Tsing Yi was cut into a flood of spiritual light.

A few kilometers away, under the traction of the flying sword qi machine, the figure of a young man in Tsing Yi reappeared.

"Here!"

The Xuantian Sword was full of murderous intent, and with a finger pull, a golden flying sword broke through the air, containing the will to tear the sky and tear the earth.

The air, the aura of heaven and earth, the wind, the clouds, everything that was blocked in front of him were all cut apart, and the speed was so fast that the divine sense could not lock on.

Sky Splitting Sword Intent!

"Kill!"

On the other side, with a scream like a demon wolf, the hair of the wolf sky sword stood up, and a flying sword like a blood moon came from the other direction, bloodthirsty, and crazy sword intent filled the heaven and earth, making people illusion clusters, and the root blood vessels bulged uncontrollably, about to split out.

Sky Wolf Sword Intent!

One gold,

A blood.

The two sword lights containing the domineering will one after the other, killing with extreme speed, followed by nearly a hundred sword intent flying swords behind him, and the will of the sword cultivator was huge and manic, making the creatures of hundreds of miles suffocated, trembling, and not daring to breathe.

Then, he stopped more than ten meters away from the young man in Tsing Yi.

One gold, one red, two sword lights wandered forward, cruising left and right.

"What, why don't you move forward?"

Jiang Ding asked after a while.

The Taiqing Flying Sword danced happily around him.

Divine Consciousness and Sword Intent Distance!

After the many increases of the Taiqing Flying Sword, he is now four times the distance of divine consciousness and sword intent of a monk of the same level, ten kilometers!

And the following people, one of them counts as one, and the longest distance of Edgeworth is only eight kilometers.

Once this distance is exceeded, it doesn't mean that you can't use the flying sword, but the power will decrease exponentially.

That's why they paused.

As for the nearly 100 sword cultivators in the back, it was even more unbearable, ordinary foundation building peak cultivators had a range of three kilometers of divine consciousness, some of them were five kilometers, and some were six kilometers, which was uneven.

In the past, it was not good to face the Jindan monk, but now in the face of the same rank, there was a terrible comparison of advantages.

"Where's your sword cultivation heart?"

"The Great Sun Flying Sword is on your body, what a great humiliation!"

Xuantian Jianzi sneered.

After all, he didn't dare to take another step forward, but instead quickly retracted the Blood Moon Flying Sword with the Wolf Sky Sword, and returned to the arch guard of nearly a hundred sword intent sword cultivation flying swords, and between the sword light roaring, a sea of sword qi formed within a few kilometers.

The Taiqing Flying Sword was beating more cheerfully.

"Ahh

A scream of pain once again attracted everyone's attention.

One hundred and eight swords surrounded, the hundred swords in the Shangqing Demon Punishment Great Array turned pale, and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, the blood just left the corner of the mouth, and turned into a handful of white ash and fell.

The breath of Baijian Jianzi himself fell even more precipitously, and his cheeks were covered with layers of blue-gold lines, and a little bit of white ash was born in the lines, falling and drifting away with the wind.

"Great Day Kenzi, spare your life!"

"I know it's wrong!"

Baijian Jianzi's face was full of horror, and between life and death, many things were changing: "I am the sword of the Shangqing Spirit Treasure Sect, you can't kill me, otherwise you will give the Dongji Demon Gate, no, attract a great enemy to the Xianmen." ”

"Once the realm dispute resumes, hundreds of millions of living beings will die!"

"Leave me alone! I swear by my heart that I will never get involved in anything here again! ”

(End of chapter)