Chapter 12: The Eve of the Rainstorm

The three elders came on a dragon and finally appeared at the Seven Stars Festival!

"The master has arrived!"

Looking at the figure on the dragon's head, Han Xuanming's eyes were bright and his expression was a little excited. In fact, Han Xuanming didn't know much about the strength of the three elders.

The experience of the previous life told him that his master was just a powerful old man, and if he really wanted to say that he was a peerless master, he was far from being called a master. After all, in the past, he had never seen the Third Elder really make a move.

But today's knowledge is refreshing Han Xuanming's cognition again and again, he understands that his master has secrets that ordinary people don't know, and he is definitely a master, as for what level it has reached, Han Xuanming doesn't dare to say it, and he doesn't dare to think about it.

Looking at the three elders, Le Kang still looked indifferent, and seemed to know everything.

On the other side, looking at the distance from afar, the four people including Seven Kills were full of solemnity.

At this moment, rich experience told them that today, if they still want to seize the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, it will be a vicious battle.

Lan Xinyi said to the other three: "In a while, the three of you will attack, and I will assist from the side." As for the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, after the results of this old thing, we will discuss it again. ”

The other three, with cold eyes, were all looking at the three elders without saying a word. Although they don't say it, at this moment, several people have reached a consensus on what will happen next.

Above the sky, the dragon showed its might, turned into a golden rainbow, and broke through the sky.

"Aang!"

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the world, making the sky tremble and sway.

The three elders stood alone on the dragon's head, the fairy wind bone, standing with their hands in their hands, looking at the front from afar, looking indifferent, like an immortal who came by a dragon.

The golden dragon fell, turning into a shocking rainbow, wandering in mid-air, towards the center of the field, towards the direction where the Heavenly Tribulation Sword was, and shot out.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, like a comet hitting the earth, and a big bang occurred. Where the Heavenly Tribulation Sword was, the divine light was shining, illuminating everything, making everyone open their eyes as if they were blind, like blind people, and lost the sight in front of them.

The next moment, the golden light flashed and disappeared.

In the same place, above the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, at the hilt of the sword, there was already one more person, and it was undoubtedly the Third Elder. Plain clothes and robes, long hair fluttering, like a generation of immortals, descending to the mortal world.

"It turns out that it was such an old thing that stopped me before!" "Seven Kills gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"Don't be careless, this person's means are absolutely extraordinary, not to be underestimated!" Lan Xinyi warned the people around her.

The atmosphere of the scene became more and more dull, the air pressure was decreasing, and the air seemed to be solidified, and the flow was impassable, making people breathless.

Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure anymore and shouted: "Old immortal! Do you think that with this kind of momentum, you can intimidate us? Today, everyone is here for the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, and no one will leave without any result!"

Immediately, someone responded loudly: "Yes, hand over the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, otherwise, the Seven Star Gate will be washed in blood!"

"Bloodbath Seven Star Gate?" the third elder chuckled, full of indifference, and asked the person who spoke, "I don't know, what kind of bloodbathing method is it?"

As he spoke, the third elder stretched out two fingers and flicked them lightly, as if dusting off his clothes, and asked at the same time, "Is it such a bloodbath?"

The calm voice fell, and the head of the person who spoke immediately exploded like a tattered watermelon. Suddenly, blood splattered and flew down on the faces of the people around it, and the temperature of the human body remained.

For a while, in the air, a faint smell of blood diffused, and the blood mist was like a light veil, indescribably weird and miserable, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Bang!"

A headless corpse fell, falling into the dust. At its neck, blood was bright red, flowing out, and in a short time, a small puddle accumulated on the ground, and in the sunlight, there was a strange glow.

"Ahh

Such a bloody scene made several timid guys around the man scream on the spot, their faces turned pale, their legs trembled like drums, as if they had seen a ghost, and most of their souls were lost. There were even a few guys who didn't have a chance and fainted in fright.

"Kill the gods!"

This is the common thought in everyone's hearts at this moment.

Looking around at the crowd, from the frightened eyes of those people, Leng Yan had already read everything, and said to Lan Xinyi and the others: "What a terrible old thing, just this one move, it will shock the heroes of the world, these guys, I'm afraid they will be wasted, embarrassed and useful!"

Lan Xinyi said in a deep voice: "I thought that it would be somewhat useful, but now it seems that it ...... Waste is waste, no, it's not even waste!"

"The strength of the old dog is terrible, and it is not easy to take his life. Seven killings, the face became extremely cruel, as if the killing god had come, and said gloomily: "It's a pity that today, I am in the bright place, otherwise I ......"

In the face of a group of strong people, the three elders were always indifferent, with a calm mentality in the face of heavy rain. He stood with his hands behind his back, standing on one foot on the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, motionless, like a pine mountain.

"Come, and I will greet you again, and if I can get rid of this sword, then...... Take away this sword. The third elder nodded slightly in the direction of the group of people.

Such an attitude is undoubtedly unbearable for those people. These people are all figures with heads and faces on the Nine Heavens Continent, when have they ever been treated like this.

Although this was not the original intention of the Third Elder, at this moment, in everyone's cognition, his arrogance and contempt were beyond comparison, and even difficult to describe.

Seven kills and a pair of bloody eyes, the chill is getting heavier and heavier, as if there is endless purgatory gathering in those eyes. Suddenly, a blood lightning burst through the air, completely the blood light in his eyes, condensed into substance.

Towards the three elders, the seven killings spoke, and the cold voice made people tremble: "Old guy, for a while, I want you to look good!"

Leng Yan and Leng Yu are cold, like a thousand heavy glacier covers, breathtaking, heartbreaking. The two of them held their swords in their hands and slashed towards the sky, flooding with endless coldness, causing cracks to bloom in the void.

The two of them pointed forward with their swords, facing the three elders, and confided a word together: "Death!"

Just one word, it is like a boulder falling down, causing the air pressure here to drop, and the atmosphere is extremely stagnant.

Lan Xinyi's face is astonishing, and she has the beauty of the country and the city, but at this moment, on her body, that glamorous temperament has disappeared, and it has completely become a demonic posture that wants people's lives, confusing people's minds.

is so flattering, I am afraid that even a man with a heart as strong as iron will be willing to bow down under his pomegranate skirt and suffer death.

Behind this beauty, there is an infinite killing opportunity.

Lan Xinyi lowered her voice and said in a voice that only a few people could hear: "Wait a minute, I will create opportunities for you, and you, too, have to find a way to create opportunities, I mean, you understand?"

Several people did not speak, just nodded, and the chill spread to the corners of their eyes and eyebrows.

The atmosphere is tense, and a peerless battle is about to break out!

Looking at the situation there, Han Xuanming was worried, and his brows had already squeezed together. Although he knew that Shizun had been prepared, he couldn't help but turn his head and ask Lekang, "Senior brother, Shizun really has no problem, right?"

Lekang looked back, smiled lightly, the blandness on his face was definitely not pretended, and said calmly: "The master's strength is only above my imagination, according to me, this time, it is just peeling garlic, and it shouldn't take much effort." ”

"Let's take a good look, for us now, and even for the people on the Nine Heavens Continent, Master, it is an insurmountable skyscraper peak!" Looking at the direction of the battle situation from afar, Le Kang's face was indifferent.

It can be seen that Lekang does not have the slightest worry or anxiety about the outcome of this encounter. In his heart, the outcome has long been written.

"Come, I will not move this sword, if you can let me move from this sword, the one who wins will be you, and you can take this sword. The three elders said calmly again.

The Third Elder actually took the initiative to give up using the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, which made everyone present stunned, and their faces were different.

"Senior Brother......

"Don't worry, the master has his own plans. Lekang said indifferently again.

On the martial arts field, several people glanced at each other, and they all saw the anger in each other's eyes.

In their eyes, the three elders' calm words were definitely provocation, unspeakable contempt, and provoking their nerves.

On the forehead of Seven Kills, a green tendon appeared, and the sound of "dong dong" sounded. It can be seen that his anger has reached a peak, and it is impossible not to erupt.

"Die, old thing!"

Seven kills took one step, and the steps were heavy, as if it had caused an earthquake, causing the ground to bloom entirely, like a vase being struck by a sledgehammer. The void trembled and trembled because of him, and it was about to burst.

"Boom!", "Boom!"

There were two loud bangs in succession, and the cold words also took action.

A sword slash is extremely powerful, enough to break the heavenly vault. The two swords slashed together, like two big dragons, only one blow, and in the void, two large cracks hundreds of zhang long collapsed, like a cosmic chaos.

The three of them turned into three peerless rays of light, intertwined with each other, and rushed towards the place where the three elders stood.

Lan Xinyi stood in place, although she didn't rush out, but she was also making a move.

The dress is fluttering, rising from the sky, and the peerless face is like a layer of light veil, beautiful as a dream. The body is white and smooth, with a bewildering luster, and it is full of holy radiance.

With a flick of both hands, a piece of brilliance appeared in the sky, as if a colorful glow was floating. The clouds are swirling, auspicious, and dreamlike scenes appear, making people fall into it and can't extricate themselves.

Under the sky, above the earth, a rain of flowers fell.

Staring at the battlefield, all the disciples of the Seven Star Sect, as well as the elders, all said silently in their hearts: "Master, this battle must be won!"

Han Xuanming's face was extremely solemn, worried, muttering to himself, and muttering in his mouth: "Master......"

The storm is coming, where will this big war go?