Treasures have spirits, and spiritual feet can be compared to people.

The spirit of the Spirit Slashing Sword is undoubtedly powerful, and it wants to create a bloody feast, not for anything else, for the sake of fate, its own fate, and also the fate of Ling'er.

The broken mountain where Wang Jiuling used to be has completely collapsed, and countless monks flew towards the broken mountain opposite, and the torrent of spiritual energy shook the earth.

Opposite the Broken Mountain.

When everyone saw the crazy situation, they were a little confused in their hearts, they hadn't inquired carefully about what had happened just now, because the person who had been sent out hadn't come back yet, but seeing the current situation, even if they didn't know what was going on in their hearts, they could see that this black sword that was about to fly in front of them was not a mortal thing, and it was chased by so many cultivators, isn't this the Supreme Treasure Spirit Slashing Sword.

Immediately, many people looked overjoyed, and immediately looked at the people around them, and their vigilance was overflowing.

There are a lot of people from the Great Gate Sect on this broken mountain, so to speak, most of the broken mountains where Wang Jiuling is located are disciples of some medium sects, although their cultivation is almost the same, but there are no top geniuses in charge, this is the mastery of the Spirit Cutting Sword, and this broken mountain is full of disciples of the Great Gate Sect.

Talented.

Wizard.

Both of these are everywhere.

For the sake of this sword, this mountain will inevitably become a bloody battlefield, and even many people will die here.

Treasures are moving, there are too many people who don't measure their own strength, but they are fearless, in front of treasures, there is no life and death, only chance.

The sword is near.

It's closer.

The wind stopped, which was the reason for the aura around all the monks, and it seemed as if the space was frozen.

People moved.

Of course, it was not only the people who flew over, but also the original people on this broken mountain.

Countless people began to fly towards the Spirit Slashing Sword.

At this time, it is a scene of two dragons playing with pearls.

Once the two groups of people fight, it will inevitably be earth-shattering.

However, not everyone followed suit, but the disciples and geniuses of these major sects did not make a move, but confronted each other, the reason is very simple, so many people want to snatch a treasure, it is impossible not to die half, even if they are geniuses, but in the face of so many characters, they can only die, so they can only let these people who can't bear it go up first, don't worry, there are many such people.

The second is also very simple, there are many geniuses, although they are not too self-conscious, but they have the qualifications of this fisherman, and their biggest enemy is not others, but the same geniuses around them.

There were only more than 30 people left in the crowd, and the top of the mountain seemed a little empty, but it was very lively between the two dragons playing with the pearls, with explosions, roars, pain, begging for mercy, and the sound of aura puffing and snorting endlessly, but none of the thirty of them looked at the sky, and no one cared about the battle in the sky.

After being silent for a long time, I don't know who said coldly: "People are sometimes too greedy!"

Someone chimed in: "That's right, people are greedy, it's love." But if people are too greedy, that's their fate!"

The rest sneered and didn't say anything.

But someone asked, "Ladies and gentlemen, you see that the wind is right, can this wind blow away the smell of blood?" ”

The person who spoke was Li Yun, who sneered and mocked.

Qiao'er smiled and said, "The wind blows on the body, and people can't touch it!" ”

Li Yun laughed: "Then what kind of wind can touch it?"

Qiao'er smiled slightly: "Yin wind." ”

Li Yun smiled even more unscrupulously, and just wanted to speak, but someone came to him and sneered: "My name is Wu Xiong." ”

Li Yun was puzzled, he looked at the other party: "You... What's the matter?"

Wu Xiong didn't answer, he looked at Li Yun coldly.

This meeting made everyone a little confused, but in an instant, they had some foundation in their hearts, and they frowned.

Wu Xiong said: "You killed a woman on the way. ”

Li Yun glanced at him: "You are really interesting, I have killed more people on the way, there is no shortage of women, what's the matter, do you still want to avenge these dead people?" He also vaguely understood what the other party meant, and his face was slightly angry.

Qiao'er on the side hurriedly said: "This fellow Daoist, there is no need to be a leader in everything, my senior brother and I are both teachers of the Seven Xuanmen, you have to think carefully about what you do, even if you don't give us face, it also depends on the face of the sect." ”

Wu Xiong's eyes were cold, his voice was suddenly a little sharp, and he said, "You killed my junior sister, and I will take your life." ”

Li Yunqiang held back his anger, frowned slightly, and said, "I don't know you, let alone who your junior sister is." ”

Wu Xiong ignored it, and with a direct "swish", a soft sword was pulled out of his waist and stabbed at Li Yun in an instant.

Li Yun threw his right hand, and a pop sounded, and a dagger with cold light flashed in Wu Xiong's throat was trembling.

Li Yun looked at the soft sword in front of him and flicked it lightly: "Although I didn't kill your junior sister, I think your junior sister is also lonely by herself." ”

Wu Xiong held the dagger, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something.

At this moment, a big man suddenly walked out of the crowd, his eyes were round, and he looked at Li Yun's brothers and sisters coldly and ruthlessly: "What a great majesty, can the Seven Xuanmen indiscriminately kill innocents? ”

Li Yun looked around: "Everyone, do I Li have a place to reason? Do you blame me for this matter?"

No one answered, because at this time, someone had to destroy this delicate atmosphere, because they also wanted to make a move, but the people present were all disciples of the main sect, and it was really as Qiao'er said, not to give their disciples face, but also to give them the face of the sect behind them, so what they needed was a reason.

Li Yun's face darkened, by now he is a person who has clearly recognized his status, and his feeling is that he has been treated as a soft persimmon by others, why is he the first to open the knife?

But now it has become a fact, not to mention how ridiculous and naïve this excuse is, just because the other party doesn't even say the name of the sect, it can be concluded that he is already certain to die, because he is not dead, and others have no reason to take action.

Wang Jiuling is the target of the Sword of Cutting Spirit, and this Li Yun and Qiao'er are really unlucky, and they have become the targets of everyone competing for treasures, so the big man made a move, and as soon as the big man made a move, this represented the confrontation between these geniuses.

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