The sword moves of the arrogant Hongchen were learned from the peak of the sword world, but the more martial arts used were still their own "Hongchen Sword Spectrum".

Back then, Aoxiao Hongchen's friend Jun Fengbai stole "Hongchen Sword Spectrum" and was broken, Aoxiao Hongchen pursued far away but was stopped by the killer sent by the enemy, and under the boiling anger, Hongchen's unscrupulous move led to the tragic death of countless villagers in Xiyue Village.

Since then, this matter has become a knot in Aoxiao Hongchen's heart, and the final formula of the "Hongchen Sword Spectrum" used at the beginning was also sealed by Aoxiao Hongchen himself, and he will not use it again.

Until the Yekou Yueren invaded the Central Plains, Aoxiao Hongchen's friend Jianjun Twelve Hate died on the Hanging Island, and Aoxiao Hongchen was deeply touched, and returned to the old place to find that Xiyue Village had been rebuilt, and finally untied the knot and broke the seal of Hongchen.

The first battle of the red dust move is to go to the Hanging Island alone and avenge the twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch.

Yekou Yueren's strongest head and head pair were all ashed after receiving the red dust move, Qiu Huozhi Ye died in battle, Quan was seriously injured, and Yekou's soldiers were killed and injured countless times...... The heir of the evil emperor, the leader of the Yekou Moon people, Jiuyou, was afraid of the power of the red dust move, and directly did not dare to fight......

After this battle, Quan ordered the entire army of Yekou Yueren to evacuate the hardship.

This swordsmanship alone ended the invasion era of the Haguchi Moonmen...... It can be seen how powerful it is......

The sky is shaking.

The earth whimpered.

The entire Yuchen Jing felt a suffocating sense of oppression under this style of sword move.

The ground outside the city that was drained by the sword qi was blown by the strong wind and the yellow sand, and the warriors of the Hanging Sword Division and the Zhenwu Hall outside the city subconsciously raised their heads and looked up at this sword like the pinnacle of the sword path.

"That's, what kind of swordsmanship!?"

"Is this still the force that humans can have......

One by one, the warriors muttered to themselves, and their belief in martial arts was questioned under this terrifying power......

"Red dust recruits red dust reincarnation. ”

Han Feng, who was smiling proudly and smiling, had been pressing the three major innate hits on the opposite side, but after all, the experience card given to him in the future has a time limit, this is not like "Maitreya Future Chapter", if you have energy, you can use it infinitely.

The final time limit was approaching, and Han Feng simply sacrificed this strongest sword.

The heavens and the earth shook and bowed their heads, and the terrifying power in the sky could be sensed within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The Heavenly Punishment Sword flew all over the sky, and finally had to be stepped on by the arrogant red dust, and then carried the arrogant laughter red dust and the infinite sword qi torrent rushed in.

Sanskrit God, Wu Que Jun, and Wu Yijun could not avoid it, and at the same time used their strongest strength to resist.

Bronze weapons flew in the sky, forming a bronze wall.

The second big sword slashed out the galloping dragon, and reversed the torrent of sword qi.

And the Sanskrit god runs the Buddha's path with both hands to the extreme, and the invisible true qi is dead against the surrounding space.

The sky is broken.

The storm was swept away.

The space is screaming.

The ground below was churning, and it was as if the people on the ground were facing an earthquake.

Fortunately, this is a fight in the sky, and if it is on the ground, it is estimated that the earth's crust has already been pierced......

The torrent of sword qi advanced without stopping, the bronze walls shattered, and the sword qi dragon disintegrated......

Then, all the pressure came to the Sanskrit God alone.

Under the urging of the supreme sword qi, the white-clothed god who had been invincible from the country for twenty years was stained with blood, and his body began to shatter.

Even if he is congenital, he is not immortal, and under the red dust, the Sanskrit god finally felt the threat of death.

I...... Will die......

This thought flashed through his mind, and the Sanskrit God subconsciously looked at the nine-story tower in Yuchen Jingzhong.

Pity...... In the end, I still couldn't save you......

"No! This swordsman's strength is too strong! Even if we recover, we can't resist it! Only the soldier master himself can be punished!!"

Wu Quejun's bronze wall was washed away by the sword torrent, and the bronze chariot was broken, and he shouted to Wu Yijun with blood in his mouth.

Wu Yijun is also bloody, dignified, and embarrassed.

"There's no way, I can't stop it...... Can't escape ......"

Looking at the white-haired swordsman in the torrent of sword qi, Wu Yijun couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart......

Could it be that he is going to be stabbed today?

Just when Wu Yijun doubted his life, another shadow rushed into the sword qi torrent from outside the battlefield, and pulled Wu Que Jun and Wu Yijun aside with his true qi as a hook and sickle, and then wrapped himself in true qi and began to flee.

The speed of his movements can be described as lightning fast.

"Wujun, thank you this time......"

Wu Que Jun was seriously injured by Hongchen Sword Qi, and was taken away from this place by a mysterious person, and said with his injuries.

Wu Jun's voice was calm, and he accelerated his escape as he spoke.

"That swordsman's martial arts are too strong, we have to escape quickly while the Sanskrit God can resist for a while, otherwise...... What we haven't recovered is going to be back again. ”

Wu Que Jun and Wu Yijun hummed together, and then poured true qi into Wu Jun's escape light to accelerate the escape light.

The three disappeared into the sky like a comet...... Leave only ...... Sanskrit God alone against the red dust......

Sanskrit ???

Seeing Wu Jun take away Wu Que Jun and the others, the Sanskrit God was not angry, but just laughed self-deprecatingly

"Worldly sophistication...... This is the dirty world. ”

Then he looked at the nine-story tower, and his eyes were nostalgic.

"Playing Tianrao...... Sorry ......"

And then...... The sword light engulfed everything.

The red torrent swept and then dissipated.

The sky is clear, and the wind and clouds are empty.

The white-haired swordsman was alone in the sky, and when the experience card time ended, the stars dissipated, leaving only Han Feng who was holding the Heavenly Punishment Sword.

"Hey, in the end, I was like some evil force. ”

......

The battle ended on the battlefield in the sky, and everyone could sense the disappearance of the Sanskrit divine aura.

This mountain has been pressing on the top of the country for twenty years...... It's finally gone.

And Jun Huaixu faced more than a dozen martial arts masters who swore to protect the king to the death.

Further ahead is the king of Xiangwang with a shocked face.

After seeing the earth-shattering immortal sword moves of the arrogant red dust, King Xiang had completely lost his will to fight, and shouted to Mo Changci above the imperial city over Jun Huaixu

"Brother Huang! Brother knows that he is wrong, I admit defeat! I am willing to surrender in this battle, just to be able to leave a lifetime of wealth!"

When Mo Changci, the emperor in the imperial city, heard this, there was a bit of hesitation in his eyes.

First, if Mo Changshu can take the initiative to surrender, then a large number of casualties will inevitably be avoided.

Second, blood is thicker than water, and Mo Changshu said that the reason why Mo Changci is not suitable to be an emperor is benevolence......

However, Jun Huaixu obviously did not give Mo Changci time to hesitate.

The power of the mediocre and vulgar scroll was shocked, and more than a dozen martial arts masters vomited blood at the same time and retreated, and Jun Huai's phantom shadow flashed in front of Mo Changshu, and slowly raised his palm.

"Do you think it's okay to surrender?"

At this time, Mo Changci shouted on the inner wall of the imperial city

"Huai Xu!

Jun Huaixu did not stop.

"Today, even the emperor can't save you. ”

Jun Huaixu's fingertips point to enjoy the king's eyebrows, a generation of heroes, falling silently.

Martial arts mythology system

Martial arts mythology system