"Buxingluo !!"

Zhang Qinghe burst into a shout, and the iron sword turned into an afterimage, and it was not huge, but it was just a small nebula above the head of the Five Plague Star Monarchs, giving birth to slaughter.

Taiyin Xingjun's use of deriving Xuantian like that and killing evil gods was obviously too early for him.

But it is also mixed with some kind of circulating Dao rhyme, as if something is slowly being born in it, and once it is completely revealed in the world, it is tantamount to breaking the earth.

The Five Plague Star Monarch looked at it coldly, he didn't think that a small Bu Xingluo could have any impact on these powerful flesh bodies of the Hidden Treasures and Law Phases.

Small pieces of nebula flowed, and the sharp qi was intertwined vertically and horizontally, and there were thousands of starlight-like pure sharp sword qi roaring down, as if a meteor was striking the sky, with an elusive speed.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the Five Plague Star Monarch's gaze was agitated.

Before he could react, the iron sword had already returned to Zhang Qinghe's hand.

Ling Yuan was transported between his feet, he had long been not confined to the longitudinal technique of the Liuyun Escape Method, and the comprehension of the Dao Fetus was amazing, and he actually found a rapid and brisk movement method prototype from the Taiyin Xingjun's movement and dodge.

He couldn't keep up with the speed of Taiyin, so he could only use the spirit yuan to stimulate the physical body, and in the case of consuming the huge amount of mind and spirit yuan, he raised his speed to the limit of the lower three realms and even the realm of the middle three realms.

However, his divine soul itself is stronger than ordinary monks and even evil cultivators of the same level, and the spirit element, what he is not afraid of is consumption!

The sky slipped and unfolded, this time in addition to the cleanliness of ordinary killing techniques, it added a bit of dead silence and decisiveness.

It's not the extreme cold silence that Taiyin exerts when the sky slips, there is still a little bit of anger in this dead silence, this is ...... A sword that lives to death!

Don't seek great freedom, don't seek great freedom, don't seek to preach, don't seek to resist the wind by emptiness, this sword, just to survive, kill the life, kill a bright future!

It was only at this moment that the five plagues felt the aura of danger, blocking Zhang Jin and the other three in front of him.

But after all, they are only in Tibet, not the only one, and their cultivation is only reflected in the Fa Phase, and the physical body is not completely indestructible at this moment, which is comparable to the Xuanjing Spirit Treasure.

"Sword Intent! You actually raised Sword Intent!"

The Five Plague Star Monarchs were very surprised, and even the face of the ugly boneless boy was even more distorted.

Dao tires are geniuses, but all the things that involve artistic conception can only be contacted in the middle three realms, and at that time, Tianjiao can have the so-called capital of reverse.

Zhang Qinghe didn't answer, but still replied with a sword.

The rudimentary form of sword intent condensed to the extreme ran the sky and slid towards Zhang Jin, without the slightest hesitation and reluctance, let alone timidity, as if he completely trusted the iron treasure in his hand.

The head of the Zhang family has worked hard for most of his life, and now he is like this ghost, and it is a good thing that he is liberated.

"Thanks to my uncle's care, Qinghe ......"

A streamer brought the characteristics of Zhang Qing and Lingyuan, like a plain white match, striking down, directly taking Zhang Jinmei's heart mud pill palace.

The tip of the sword lit up with sparks, and there was a muffled sound of entering the flesh, and then it was simply drawn.

As a monk returning to Tibet, Zhang Jin was conscious for a moment when he was dying, and he muttered in his throat, but he only smiled reluctantly.

It was shriveled and ugly, and Zhang Qinghe was heartbroken for a moment.

"Appreciated. ”

Blood poured from his tiger's mouth, and he saw Taiyin Xingjun licking his lips and tongue under the mask.

Zhang Qinghe's body is faster, and the sword in his hand is faster.

"Impossible! Even if this group of broken households does not survive one out of ten, it is not something that a Guiyuan ant can deal with, go on, give it to me!"

The Five Plague Star Monarch was obviously a little flustered, and what was in front of him was beyond his cognition.

"How can there be such an outrageous sword intent, how can there be such an outrageous sword intent!"

Zhang Qinghe slowly entered the state, and the corners of his mouth were hooked.

Although it is not a meritorious decision, it is still close to immortals, the third method of raising swords in Zhongtian, "Staying in the Immortal Sword Solution"!

Sword intent is a completely idealistic power, even if Zhang Qinghe is a Dao fetus and has a transcendent understanding, but if he can't find his own obsession, he can't plant the seed of sword intent in his heart, and then slowly grow.

It wasn't until he returned to Lantian City, saw a lot of injustices, and then thought of his own situation, that he understood his persistence as a mortal.

People come out selfishly, and when he sees so many people disappearing like ants, he has a stronger desire to live than he grieves.

"Kill!"

Zhang Qinghe beheaded another monk who returned to Tibet, and every time he killed one, he bowed his head slightly and lowered his eyebrows.

Although it is a matter of cooperation, but setting up an ambush to ambush the Heavenly Palace, I dare not forget the grace of life!

The rest of the old Guizang came up with a few Dharma statues, and a low wail of pain came out of his throat, and he involuntarily attacked him.

The Son of Heaven is angry, talking and laughing and killing!

Under the spiritual vision, under the distorted and alienated high dome, the corpse puppet's qi changes were well understood, and he moved and dodged calmly.

The heavenly slip that has been changed to be out of shape has accelerated the speed of the physical body, and it is the person who follows the sword, not the sword that follows the person! This is derived from the strange fighting concept of the Taiyin Star Monarch.

He calmly killed the corpse puppet that retreated to Tibet, killed several Dharma Ministers, and nailed another sword through the forehead of the old Guizang.

Zhang Qinghe slowly drew his sword and looked at "Zhang Yuan" in front of him.

Taiyin was on the side, and the Five Plague Star Monarch didn't dare to run, he knew that the general trend had gone.

"I thought about planting it for Taiyin Xingjun, but I never thought that after entering the Zhang Mansion, I would be deflated by you, a little boy, all the way.

The people of the Zhang Mansion are dying under the scheming of the adults, but you dragged me and the spirit officer on duty into the water.

I hate it!"

Zhang Qinghe didn't talk nonsense with him, his body flashed, and he entered his brain with a sword, giving Zhang Yuan, who was still a little boy a day ago, a relief.

This time it's not a slippery day

- It was a simple direct stab, with pure sword intent, but it attracted Zhang Qinghe's whole body Lingyuan, which was not huge and dangerous.

The evil spiritual origin of the Five Plagues was wiped out the moment the Iron Sword entered the mastery.

Zhang Qinghe took a long breath.

Useful.

His whole body slackened, and the load and pain of the battle surged up into his body at this time, like ten thousand insects devouring his body.

He endured the pain, thinking of an unfulfilled promise.

"Xiao Yuan'er, it's the uncle who broke the appointment. ”

Zhang Yuan's corpse lay on the ground with his eyes blank, no different from the corpses of many other clansmen.

Zhang Qinghe slowly untied the Lingbao Xuan's clothes, which had been tattered and had been drenched in the rain of ashes and blood, leaving only the dusty underwear and solemnly covering Zhang Yuan's corpse.

Taiyin Xingjun stepped forward with his chest crossed.

"A good sword move, it deserves a name. ”

"Survival Sword. ”

"Oh...... Although this sword has vitality, it belongs to the path of killing, and the aura of extinction is strong. ”

"I used to think that I was able to escape, but in a place like Zhongtian, it's not right

- The way of life is killed. ”

Although Zhang Qinghe was tired, his eyes were still red.

"I wanted to live, and if I didn't want to live, I killed them all. ”