Chapter 120: The Sword of WTO Accession

The sky deep in the mountains is clear, so if someone looks up into the distance, they will notice that the dark shadows above the clouds stand out.

There were more than a dozen people standing in the sky, all armed with knives.

A slaughter.

The leader is a one-armed man, with a fierce and cold face, and his martial arts arrogance is particularly majestic.

If there are cultivators who see clearly the realm cultivation of this group of people, they will be shocked beyond measure.

A six-fold sword cultivator of the martial arts who is comparable to the Three Realms, plus two sword cultivators who are at the peak of the fivefold peak, and more than a dozen young disciples who have experienced life and death.

Looking at the sects in the world, they can be described as a combat force that should not be underestimated.

Looking at the dilapidated barren mountain village not far away, a trace of impatience flashed in the one-armed man's eyes.

Some time ago, I heard that a famous sword cultivator carried the three swords of Zizhu without dying, and for some reason, the perennial hidden female sword saint was furious, and it seemed that she went to Ruyang City in person.

And this time, in order to repay Zizhu's kindness decades ago, he took the other party's mission, and deliberately went out of the mountain to hunt down and kill the young sword cultivator who had shown his might in Ruyang City.

In his opinion, this is actually a very boring thing.

Even if the other party was lucky enough to resist Zizhu's three swords and not die, it was probably the end of a strong crossbow, not to mention that he had so much powerful combat power by his side.

But the only problem was that he didn't find any trace of that young sword cultivator along the way, which made him very irritable.

And there is no Taoist unique psychic power, and there is no special search for magic weapons, if the other party is determined to hide all the breath and hide somewhere, what can be done, is it difficult to really find it for decades?

What's more, because of some secret thoughts, both he and the female Sword Saint knew that this operation must not be delayed for too long.

These days, the search was fruitless, and after being bored, he destroyed many mortal villages and low-end sects as a pastime for training, and finally relied on some clues to find here.

A henchman behind him stepped forward and whispered, "There is a remote village ahead, which can be checked." ”

The one-armed man squinted his eyes and said lightly: "Let's go, let's go and see, if there is, slaughter." ”

The henchman bent down slightly, "If not?"

The one-armed man sneered, "Then it's all slaughtered, the mountains and rivers are good, what's the matter with leaving a broken village." ”

....

After the middle-aged man walked out of the city gate, his figure began to drift away, obviously it was just a few steps of understatement, but in the blink of an eye, it was dozens of meters, and he disappeared into the distance almost instantly.

There is a circular basin 100 meters away in front of the small mountain village, and in the middle of the basin there is a boulder as steep as a pine tree.

He looked at the dark shadows that were getting closer and closer in the sky, and made a pose that he thought was handsome.

After a while, the middle-aged man's face was stunned and said, "Hey, hey, hey." “

The shadow continued to move forward, oblivious.

The middle-aged man glared, jumped to his feet and scolded: "Your mother, look down!"

The shadow flickered away.

The middle-aged man who showed off his amorous style to the blind man was annoyed, stomped his foot fiercely, and shouted: "Get back to Lao Tzu!"

With a bang, the qi machine shook, and the only remaining sea of clouds in the sky suddenly exploded.

The one-armed man with the saber turned his head sharply.

More than a dozen figures appeared not far in front of the middle-aged man almost instantly.

The leading one-armed man glanced at him and said, "Looking for death?"

In an instant, facing the unkind eyes of so many cultivators, the middle-aged man who was now just the owner of the liquor shop propped his hands on the firewood knife, smiled and nodded, "That's right." ”

One of the people in the crowd suddenly grabbed the hilt of his knife.

There is not the slightest room for manoeuvre.

The sword light burst out, and the figure rushed forward, as if the next moment it was going to split the guy in front of him in half.

The middle-aged man scratched his ears and sighed twice.

Only a slight penetrating sound can be heard.

The man who had taken out the knife without saying a word suddenly stopped halfway, his hands still holding the knife, his face was dull, and then he fell straight to the ground.

There was a bloody hole as thin as a needle and thread on his forehead, silently.

Everyone's eyes froze and they retreated.

The one-armed man's only remaining left arm instantly grasped the handle of the sword, his face was solemn, and he said coldly: "The people of the Sword Pavilion." ”

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and scolded: "You are the person from the Sword Pavilion, and your whole family is from the Sword Pavilion!"

Everyone in Dao Kui Lin was stunned, and they all seemed to be a little unable to react.

When was it so shameful to be a person in the Sword Pavilion?

"I'll protect Lu Shen, get out of here. ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be in a sudden mood and was extremely bad, and said, "Otherwise, I will chop you with a firewood knife." ”

The one-armed man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "What Lu Shen, we just want to find the loose cultivator who offended Elder Lin Zizhu dozens of days ago." ”

"Yo, when did Dao Kui Lin become blind and deaf? The name of Lu Shen of the Sword Pavilion has already spread all over the holy land of the world, and others have not concealed their names when they come out, although you Dao Kui Lin is not famous, but it is not so lonely and unheard. ”

The middle-aged man holding the firewood knife sneered and said disdainfully: "Do some tricks to cover your ears and steal the bell, thinking that you can casually kill him by pretending not to know his identity? ”

Then the middle-aged man lowered his head, touched his chin and sighed: "Besides, even if you really want to come, you can find a few enough to see, maybe I will find a chance to slip away, whose apprentice will protect himself, damn it, as a result, there are so many small fish and shrimp, hey, lonely and lonely." ”

The one-armed man clearly heard the words in the other person's mouth, his eyes narrowed, and his thumb slowly rubbed the hilt of the knife in his hand.

The man raised his head and said with a bright smile: "This is the second time you have shown your killing intent, and you still have one last chance." ”

The one-armed man's eyes flickered, and he asked tentatively, "You are not from the Sword Pavilion?"

The middle-aged man sighed, shook his head and said, "You're really looking for death." ”

In the blink of an eye.

Countless sand and dust rolled up on the ground, surrounding the middle-aged man.

"Kill!"

The one-armed man let out a loud shout, and all the disciples behind him showed amazing execution, and almost at the same time, they rushed towards the middle-aged man, as if the hand of the previous man was useless.

The latter was careless, and his right hand stretched out and flicked his fingers.

A snow-white rainbow light of more than half an inch galloped out.

The middle-aged man kept moving, so there were countless swords in his hands.

In every square inch, three thousand sword qi overflowed.

Like a storm and a storm, the heavenly pool thunders.

100 meters away, the wind and waves are calm.

Within 100 meters, there is no life.

All the young disciples of Dao Kuilin didn't seem to react, they had already been stabbed by the continuous sword rays, and then lost their vitality.

After three breaths, there was no one left alive in the field,

Above the sky. The one-armed man who barely escaped the range of the terrifying sword array had a gloomy expression, and the terrifying fear in the eyes of the two martial arts five-peak sword cultivators beside him could not be concealed.

The middle-aged man raised his head and pretended to be surprised: "Yo, don't run away yet." ”

The one-armed man held the handle of the knife in his hand, covered his trembling hands, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I have the ability to kill me, my sword Kui Lin Dao Xiu has never been afraid of death, and I will never..."

"Then die, inkblot. ”

The middle-aged man lazily interrupted the other party, put the worn-out firewood knife on his waist with his right hand, obviously there was no scabbard, but he still pressed his thumb down heavily, and subconsciously made a back-sheath movement.

The sword qi rippled out slightly.

There was a thunder in the heavens and the earth.

Above the clouds, a brilliant sword aura in the shape of a pillar of light smashed down on his head.

The next second.

The three people who were bathed in the silver-white sword qi waterfall became transparent like glass, and then crackled like porcelain, turning into pieces and disappearing into the sky.

Death is gone.

There are no bones left.

Different from the other two's dazedness, the one-armed man also heard the shattered thoughts of the terrifying sword cultivator in his ear before his death, "When I practiced swords, it was the most normal thing not to be afraid of death, but how could it become such a glorious thing in your mouth?"

"Lao Tzu is not a girl, is it possible that he still falls in love with you, so he has to be your daughter-in-law?"

"If you want to die, then go and die. ”

....

On a hill away from this world, two people stood.

The young man's lips trembled in front of the tree, and he looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face. Stammered: "Uncle... Uncle him .... It's so awesome! ”

Lu Shen stood beside him, looked at the magnificent scenery on the clouds, and said, "What a sword to enter the world that has reached the pinnacle." ”