Sword Mountain.

The whole body is like a huge sword, towering into the clouds.

The clouds and mist surround the halfway of the Jianshan Mountain, and they do not disperse all year round.

This is a wonder.

And on this mountain, there is a sect called the Sword Sect!

The strength of the Sword Sect cannot be underestimated, and it is also famous in the rivers and lakes, although in recent years, the Sword Sect has been keen on fame and has abandoned the purpose of the Sword Sect's founding.

Lost a lot of wizards with swords.

The reputation of the Sword Sect is also getting weaker and weaker, but it can't stop it from being the strongest force after the Eight Sects.

A long heritage.

These four words are enough to show the strength of the Sword Sect.

Back then, the Sword Sect was the dream of swordsmen all over the world, but now, with the Sword Sect's pursuit of fame and fortune, the sword of the swordsman has quietly covered its edge.

The weather was sunny and cloudless.

It was a good day.

Some of the newly recruited disciples of the Sword Sect were meditating cross-legged in the Sword Sect's martial arts training ground, carrying out the day's homework.

Even if the Sword Sect is far inferior to before, it is still famous in this Jiangnan Province.

Because the Red Dust Bath Fire Pavilion only recruits women, there is no substantive conflict between the two major sects in Jiangnan Province.

On the contrary, over time, a tacit understanding was reached.

However, this tacit understanding is under the conflict of names.

Breaking awesomely!

First, Miao Zhenfeng, the Pavilion Master of the Red Dust Bathing Fire Pavilion, was killed in battle in the Southern Realm, and the dream of the Eight Holy Lands of the Sword Sect Master burned again.

Boiling burning.

Jian Laifeng and the elders of the Sword Sect believed that Miao Zhenfeng's death in battle was a fatal blow to the Red Dust Bathing Fire Pavilion.

Moreover, when Miao Zhenfeng's soul returned, the Red Dust Bathing Fire Pavilion was up and down, as long as they didn't do it, then the Red Dust Bathing Fire Pavilion would definitely not do it.

Moreover, if they want to destroy the Red Dust Bath Fire Pavilion, to be honest, the Sword Sect also knows that they don't have this capital.

All they wanted was the location of the Eight Holy Lands of the Red Dust Bath Fire Pavilion.

Therefore, as long as it is spread out, Miao Zhenfeng colludes with the imperial court and works hard for the imperial court, then the people in the rivers and lakes will definitely be filled with righteous indignation.

As one of the Eight Holy Lands, it is unprecedented to work for the imperial court!

The imperial court, the rivers and lakes, the incompatibility of the two is not an overnight thing.

The people of the rivers and lakes looked down on the people of the court, and the people of the court looked down on the recklessness of the rivers and lakes.

When the two meet, there are a lot of courtesies.

But behind the scenes, the Jianghu people will always spit on the back and scold, eagle dogs, lackeys.

Turn around, and the courtiers will also say, "Bad writing!"

How big is the territory of Great Xia?

How big are the rivers and lakes?

If the rivers and lakes are compared to the sky, then the eight sects are the eight pillars of optimism.

Although the crown prince Shen Cangsheng suppressed the rivers and lakes once and set up another East Palace, most of the people in the rivers and lakes were not convinced.

When Miao Zhenfeng's affairs spread, just as the Sword Sect had expected.

All the best!

Correct.

The elders who were waiting for good news in the sect were also extraordinarily red today.

"Elder Wang, now our Sword Sect is finally going to take this position!"

A middle-aged man with a long sword on his back came to the high platform of the square.

He said to an elder with joy on his face.

Although Wang Lao's beard is white, at this moment, he is refreshed, as if he has returned to his youth.

"Yes, these days, the old man feels like he is back to his youth, and he is full of strength!"

The middle-aged man with the long sword on his back laughed.

"It's because we have a good sect master!"

Wang Lao nodded approvingly.

"If it weren't for the fact that the Cloud Lord was dead, our Sword Sect would definitely have to pay the price for the Cloud Lord this time!"

Wang Lao said fiercely.

"That is, as the Eight Sects, he actually worked hard for the imperial court, which is simply a loss of face for our Jianghu people!"

Elder Wang nodded appreciatively.

"This is called old age is not guaranteed!"

Wang Lao's face was full of embarrassment, as if he had lost a confidant in life.

And at this time.

The gate of the Sword Sect shattered!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the gate of the Sword Sect was torn apart.

Plumes of smoke and dust.

"Eighteen Riders of the Gods, come to destroy the sect!"

As the gate collapsed, a loud shout reached everyone's ears.

Wang Lao saw this.

Make somebody's blood boil!

"Who is so bold as to dare to be presumptuous in my Sword Sect!"

Sword Sect, major in swords!

Although there has been a trend of regression over the years, the heritage is there.

Elder Wang roared.

Then, in the depths of the Sword Sect, several sword lights flickered, like meteors.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Wang Lao's side.

Two old men!

It's like coming out of a coffin.

The two old men, all of them are skinny and bone-like, they are the foundation of the Sword Sect.

Strength, Supreme Realm!

Hideous blood-colored fanged masked people, exactly eighteen, blood-red horses, neighed.

The disciples of the Sword Sect in the square were frightened.

"We're here to destroy the sect!"

"Leave no one, kill!"

They didn't seem to see the powerhouse of the Supreme Realm, but they killed directly!

They haven't come to their senses yet.

I saw that those eighteen people, as if they had come out of hell, rushed across the square and began the massacre!

"Ahh

"Don't kill...... I"

Before some of the disciples could speak, they were cut off by these people with a knife in the waist.

means, incomparably cruel.

In a few breaths, the smell of blood was everywhere in this square.

"Ahh

Those two skinny old men, with the true qi of the Supreme Realm, burst out!

I saw that a whole body flew out and slashed towards the blood-colored fanged masked man!

"Hmph, it's just the Supreme Realm, are you really invincible?"

The man with the blood-colored fanged mask, seeing this, not only did not retreat, but bullied himself.

In the blink of an eye, two blood-colored fanged masks and a supreme realm were fighting together.

The other one, without further ado, the two of them took the initiative to fight.

"Hehe, the current people, is it really easy to bully in the Supreme Realm?"

When you encounter the Supreme Realm, you actually take the initiative to fight?

Don't you have a hole in your brain?

Four blood-colored fanged masked men led the two Supremes to the center.

"Hehe, today, I will slaughter you!"

After saying that, there was a roar!

"Kill!"

With a loud roar from the blood-colored fanged masked man, eighteen people suddenly gathered together.

A blood-colored array suddenly rose.

Eighteen men drew their spears.

"Kill!"

The spear was like a blood dragon, heading straight for the two supreme realms in the center.

"Boy arrogance!"

Although the two Supreme Realms are old, they are also real Supreme Realms!

Strength, still strong!

The eighteen blood-colored fanged masks were fearless, and their true qi was boiling, like boiling blood.

"Broken!"

The blood-colored true qi spear seems to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

And the two Supreme Realms of the Sword Sect, with the same True Qi shield, tightly protected the disciples behind them!

Can.

When a broken word is spit out.

The blood-colored spear suddenly became radiant, as if between heaven and earth, only this blood-colored spear was left!

"Kill!"

Eighteen people shouted at the same time.

The blood-colored BMW hissed!

Rumble!

The shield shattered abruptly, turned into a point of light, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"No way, old man...... But...... Supreme!"

Before the two supremes of the Sword Sect could finish speaking, they were directly pierced through their heads by the blood-colored spear.

Dead can't be dead anymore.

"Leave not one behind, slaughter them all!"

The heights of Sword Mountain.

The ancient god came with a sword and watched the slaughter below.

Jian Laifeng has no eyes in his eyes.

Supreme Realm, it's so easy to be killed?

It's not real!

Jian Laifeng knew that the Sword Sect was gone from this moment onwards!

The Old God drew a bloody sword.

Directly penetrated the heart of the sword to the wind.

"Hehe, you still want to sit in one of the Eight Holy Lands?"

The Old God drew his sword.

The blood is scattered.

The sword came and there was no life, and the ancient god got up and kicked him directly into the endless cliff of this sword mountain.

"Sword Sect, remove the name!"

The chubby body of the ancient god is like an eagle.

Disappeared above the Sword Mountain.