Strong!

Shock!

The sword that is the third on the anomaly list is nowhere to be found, and the most outstanding descendant of the Sword Sect can't even pull out the sword in the middle of the fight!

If this news spreads, it will cause an uproar!

Nangong Ling's mind was in turmoil.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't have imagined that the sword would have been defeated so completely without a trace!

Normally, the sword has cultivated the vision of ten thousand swords returning to the sect without a trace, and it has been recognized by the way of the sword, and any sword cultivation in front of him must be suppressed!

But this battle, it seems, is just the opposite.

The sword is without a trace in front of the little uncle, like a child, being cut off and covered in the face is a mess, and he can't even pull out the sword!

"What a strong body, what a strong melee combat!"

Wu Tianyu looked at the two people fighting on the long street and muttered softly.

On the long street, the sword kept retreating without a trace, and his face no longer had the initial pride and calmness, but was replaced by panic.

There is no way to fight back!

"The sword is lost without a trace?"

Many monks watched in disbelief.

Although it is said that the vision list is the ranking of Jindan's real strength, after stepping into the Yuan Infant Realm, it is not surprising that the monks who can be ranked on the list will never be too weak!

Everyone didn't expect that the sword that was the third on the vision list was lost to a little-known monk in green shirts!

Moreover, as a sword cultivator, from beginning to end, he has never made a sword!

This is really a shame for sword cultivation!

"Don't be arrogant!"

"Save Senior Brother!"

The more than a dozen Sword Sect cultivators who were standing on the sidelines watching the battle saw that the sword had fallen to this point without a trace, and they couldn't care much anymore, so they shot one after another!

Buzz! Buzz!

The sword lights were brilliant and astonishing, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the edges were exposed, forming an impenetrable sword net, shrouding Su Zimo in the past!

"What are you doing, do you want to be shameless, to bully more and less!"

Ruxuan couldn't bear it anymore and immediately shouted.

Nangong Ling and Liu Hanyan didn't say a word, they sacrificed the magic weapon as soon as possible, pinched the law with their hands, and prepared to make a move to help Su Zimo.

Cangchang!

At this moment, the sound of the sword unsheathed resounded through the heavens and the earth!

An astonishing sword light appeared on the long street, white and dazzling, across the void!

The long sword behind the sword without a trace was pulled out!

This long sword is slender and sharp, the cold air is pressing, and the sword body is flashing with six magic patterns, which is extremely dazzling, it is an innate true monarch magic weapon!

The third on the vision list, and the descendant of the Sword Sect, it is normal to have an innate true monarch magic weapon!

This magic sword has a lot of origin, it is called the Amazing Magic Sword, it is a natal magic weapon without a trace, and it is also the third reward on his vision list!

The group was moved.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, this sword was still unsheathed!

Everyone knows that the sword cultivator is holding a long sword with his bare hands, and he is completely a monk of two levels!

"If there is no trace of the sword, the man in the green shirt is in danger. ”

"Well, the sword is not traceable, the sword technique is sharp, and the true inheritance of the Sword Sect is obtained, if ...... Hmmm, that's not right!"

The man stared at him, and suddenly he couldn't speak.

Quite a few monks have also noticed anomalies.

Nangong Ling stared at it, and couldn't help but be shocked, and an unbelievable look appeared in his eyes!

The sword of the Amazing Flood is not in the hands of the sword without a trace at all.

And in the hands of Uncle Xiaoshi!

It was not the sword that pulled out the magic sword, but Su Zimo!

Not only will you not be able to draw your sword, but you will also be snatched from your sword!

At this moment, the great net of sword qi released by more than a dozen sword cultivators of the Sword Sect had already descended, and the cold air was biting, as if it had cut the void into pieces!

Su Zimo held the shocking long sword in his hand, let out a long roar, and slashed with his backhand!

Thundered!

This sword actually slashed out the roaring sound of the sea tide!

Su Zimo used a long sword to cut out the artistic conception of the waves in the Dinghai volume!

The mana was surging in mid-air, and the sword light was cold, as if it had turned into a stormy wave, and it collided with the sword net!

Suddenly, an illusion arose in the hearts of more than a dozen sword cultivators, as if they were caught in the raging sea, and they would be drowned at any time!

It's not just them.

Even the onlookers felt as if they were in the middle of the waves, swaying and spinning!

In the deep and turbulent ocean, every monk feels incomparably small.

This is the true power of heaven and earth!

Wu Tianyu hurriedly closed his eyes, constantly calming his mind and condensing his primordial spirit, and this feeling gradually dissipated.

"What a strong sword intent!"

The Flying Feather Sect monk next to him was shocked, and his face turned pale.

Wu Tianyu slowly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, looked strange, and murmured softly: "Sword intent......"

For some reason, he always felt that this sword intent was a little weird, it seemed that there was less edge of the sword way, but more heaviness!

Jingle Bell!

On the battlefield, a series of Jin Ge exchanges sounded!

The sword net is shattered!

All the sword light collapsed in an instant, and the heaven and earth regained calm.

Nangong Ling and Liu Hanyan stopped and quietly dispersed the law at their fingertips.

Because, it is no longer needed.

It's just a sword, and the winner is already divided!

More than a dozen sword cultivators fell not far away, their faces were gloomy, the long swords in their hands were all broken, and the tips of the swords were scattered all over the ground.

Some sword cultivators, the tiger's mouth was shattered, blood flowed sideways, and the long sword couldn't hold it, so it was thrown aside.

The grade of these long swords is not low.

Either it is a top-grade true monarch magic weapon, or a top-grade true monarch magic weapon.

But now, all of them have been scrapped and reduced to a pile of broken copper and iron!

The whole process, seemingly simple, is just a sword.

But it was the power of Su Zimo's powerful physical body, combined with the Innate Shocking Magic Sword, and the powerful sword intent explosion, that achieved this effect!

On the long street, only the tall figure remained, with fluttering black hair, a green shirt, holding a long sword, and an indifferent expression.

Su Zimo raised the long sword in his hand and flicked it with his fingers.

The sword body trembled, and there was a buzzing sound of sword roaring, which was louder and louder.

"Good sword. ”

Su Zimo sighed in admiration and said undoubtedly: "It's mine." ”

As he spoke, he had already put the sword into his storage bag and walked towards the outside of the city.

Nangong Ling and the others were stunned for a while, and hurriedly followed.

This time, in Fengyun City, no one dared to block Su Zimo's way!

The sword was unwilling, looking at Su Zimo's back, gritted his teeth and said: "Do you dare to return the Amazing Sword to me, let's fight again!" As long as I hold the sword in my hand, I ......."

Before the sword could finish speaking, the clothes on his body suddenly exploded, turning into pieces of rags and scattered all over the ground.

Hiss!

The next moment, the group cultivators were in an uproar, and there was a burst of restlessness!

"What for!"

Sword looked around without a trace and found that all the monks were staring at him, their eyes were complicated, some shocked, some shocked, some pity, some ridicule......

"What do you see!"

The sword was without a trace and roared again, his eyes were red, and his expression was already a little hideous.

"Senior brother, you, your chest ......"

A Sword Sect cultivator's voice trembled, pointing at the chest where the sword was gone, with an inexplicable look of horror.

The sword was gone, and he looked down.

At some point, his chest was cut by something, and he was dripping with blood, and there were five blood characters written on it for another five hundred years!

Without a trace, the sword only felt cold all over his body, and his hands and feet were cold.

These five words must have been written on his chest by the man in green shirt during the battle between the two of them!

This means that if the man in the green shirt wants to kill him, he will die many times!

But these five words are even more uncomfortable than killing him!

Every word is heart-wrenching!

"Poof!"

In front of everyone's eyes, the sword was hit by such a blow without a trace, and he was so angry that he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted on the spot. 2k reading web