Chapter 629: Choose Your Own Lord

This sword is about four feet five inches long, the blade is silvery-white, the blade is slightly broad, and the shape is strange and reveals the intention of killing

The edge of the blade of this sword has a small fang-like thing, and the handle looks like a monster head with a wide open mouth

The aura that emanated was extremely vast, compared to Fang Junmei's newly acquired sword, the black bead that was like a willow, and the golden sword of the gods, all of them were stronger

When suspended in the sky, it gives people the feeling that a fierce beast is out of a cage

This sword - as if it were a murderer

......

"Divine Sword!"

"That's the Divine Delusion Sword of the Tsing Yi Sword Lord!"

"It turned out that it was hidden here."

The monks who came in behind the old man with purple smoke, about thirty people, all of them had their eyes lit up, and some people couldn't help but exhale

I never thought that after chasing Fang Junmei all the way, I would finally encounter such a good thing

All kinds of attacks attacked, the golden light flashed, and the sword pattern in this small space had already been touched before they came in

Flutter –

Everyone hurriedly flashed out first, and after finding a safe place to stay, they began to look at the other scenes in this small space

This small space is just a dead end, and there is nothing else except for the teleportation array that came in

And before they came, it turned out that there were already three people coming in

One of them, naturally, is Fang Junmeio

At this moment, Fang Junmei was standing in a certain direction on the side of the Divine Delusion Sword, about two thousand zhang away, silent, his gaze swept over everyone

The second turned out to be a drunk real person

Fang Junmei couldn't find the other party when he was dead, but he didn't expect to meet him here, but in the situation of competing for the Divine Delusion Sword, it is really difficult to say what kind of attitude this person has towards Fang Junmei

The third person is Tibetan Chixino

This apprentice who is most valued by the sword master in Tsing Yi really found O

Both the drunken real person and the Tibetan Chixin are injured in their bodies, and their breath is floating

Obviously, before Fang Junmei arrived, the two had already arrived here and started a fight

The location of these two people was closer to the Divine Delusion Sword, and after Fang Junmei arrived, the two of them immediately stopped, but before they could breathe, the old man Ziyan, a monk with a big ticket, rushed in again

......

At this moment, Zang Chixin's face is ugly

The solitary drunk real person has an ugly face

Fang Junmei's complexion was also ugly

If there was no big group of cultivators like the old man Ziyan, he would have robbed it, and it was absolutely possible to grab the Divine Delirium Sword by means of crossing the void

Then just run away, hold on until the time expires in three days, and the sword is his

But now as soon as the old man Ziyan and the others come in, even if he grabs the sword, it is impossible for him to escape, and the chance of being killed is ten out of ten!

......

All the monks, at the moment they are all thinking about it

For a moment, no one spoke, and no one fought for the divine sword, and the atmosphere in this small space was so strange that it was abnormal, so quiet that it was abnormal, and time seemed to freeze

After a few moments, a voice finally sounded

"Ladies and gentlemen, the sword is current, but time waits for no one, the three-day time limit is coming soon, and when it's time to start, you still have to do it."

The voice is old and evil, with the taste of old qualifications

Talking again, the old guy Purple Smoke Old Man o

Although the words were persuading others to do it, he didn't move at all, and everyone in the audience understood his careful thoughts, but no one laughed

As he said, the three-day time limit is about to expire, is it because he is worried that he will be profited by the fisherman, so he has been stuck here, and then let the sword master in Tsing Yi take back this sword?

In someone's eyes, the essence began to flash

Maybe someone has already discussed it with other monks

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Whoosh –

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the sky came

It's not that someone made a move, but that the delusional sword actually moved on its own and flew in a certain direction

And the direction he flew in was - Fang Junmei's direction

Lingbao has a spirit, choose your own master?

In the hearts of the people, this thought flashed through their hearts

But Fang Junmei was almost vomiting blood when he saw it, and now that this sword was sent to him, he didn't dare to take it, otherwise he would be divided into corpses immediately

And he couldn't think of any reason why this divine delusion sword chose him as the master, and instantly felt that something was wrong

Whew-

As soon as the Divine Delusion Sword moved, a sound of breaking the sky sounded, and they all pounced in the direction of Fang Junmei, their faces full of fierce and vicious colors

The first person to chase after was this guy Zang Chixin, this arrogant and indifferent monk, looking at Fang Junmei's eyes, there was murderous intent

See also the time of the murder that is on the verge of death

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Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed, thinking about the stakes, and he made a decision in an instant

"Don't take that sword, you can't keep it!"

The voice of a drunken real person also sounded in Fang Junmei's mind at this moment, Fang Junmei heard this, his face was expressionless, and he continued his movements

Raise your arm

Curver O

Flick your fingers

Zheng!

The piercing sound of metal exploded, and Fang Jun's eyebrows struck out, hitting the flying Divine Delusion Sword, blasting it out

Sure enough, I still don't dare to take it, and I can't take it!

The Divine Delusion Sword flew away, and Zang Chixin and the others naturally changed direction to chase after them, and in the next moment, there was a rumbling sound and an explosion erupted

This sword battle has finally kicked off

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Bang bang bang –

The sound of explosions is incessant

Hiding the red heart, drunk alone with the real people, rushing the fastest, the two of them moved, and they were as fast as ghosts, in the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than a dozen attacks, in this small space, the air waves rolled and rolled, and those sword patterns that had just calmed down were detonated again, and more attacks erupted

The sword is golden and horizontal, and the magic weapon is flying horizontally

In this small space, there are many chaotic images

After Fang Junmei flicked the Divine Delusion Sword away, he flew out towards other places as soon as possible, making up his mind not to get involved in this chaotic battle

The other monks, at the moment, thirty percent, have already joined in, and the other seventy percent are still watching O

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Bang!

After landing on the ground, Fang Junmei took a few breaths and looked over, only to see that several late stage cultivators, including the old man Ziyan, had joined the fiercest battle, and would rather not get it himself than let others get it

Among the crowd, there are still a few hidden hearts, this guy is the most unscrupulous

Although the Tsing Yi Sword Lord had said before that during the three days in this underground labyrinth, he couldn't help fighting to the death, but after all, Zang Chixin was the most valued disciple of the Tsing Yi Sword Master, who would dare to really kill him?

In this way, when the cultivators are bound to the Tibetan Red Heart, they will inevitably be restrained, and the Tibetan Red Heart will not have any psychological burden

What this person is holding in his hand is a long sword with a breath similar to that of Shen Wanche's flowing gold Liaoyuan sword, and it is also a medium-grade spirit treasure grade, shining with golden light

As soon as he waved the sword, he saw the sword pattern flying away

The power is so strong, compared to Shen Wanche, it is obviously a few points better, even if it is a drunk real person, an old guy like the old man Ziyan, he has to deal with it seriously

It stands to reason that Zang Chixin should have some advantages in such a situation, but the process is otherwise

When he repelled the delusional sword that he was about to catch, the sword could always slip out like the most flexible swimming fish, as if he didn't want to recognize him as the master at all

Fang Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly

"If Zang Chixin gets this sword today, it's fine, if he can't get it, this person will have a grudge against me......"

Fang Jun's eyebrows were electrified

For the hearts of the people in this sword cultivation alliance, I don't have much expectations

......

Time passes little by little

The battle continues

The screams, from time to time, have begun to hurt people, and perhaps soon someone will fall

And every time a monk wants to grab that delusional sword, that sword can always flash out quickly, revealing extraordinary wisdom

The more this is the case, the more the cultivators are hooked, and their hearts are greatly moved

Swish!

Another flicker, dodging the supernatural power released by the drunken real person, the divine delusion sword flew in the direction of the closest, a middle-aged man who had never joined the fight

This middle-aged man, who has the realm of mid-stage mortal transformation, has been hesitating and does not dare to make a move

Now that he saw the Divine Delusion Sword, he actually flew towards him, and his eyes showed a look of great joy, and he finally made up his mind, flew out, and grabbed the Divine Delirium Sword

"You deserve this sword!"

"I don't know what is dead or alive, get out of the way of the old man!"

A voice of rage rang out

Hiding the red heart, the old man of Ziyan is a big man, and his supernatural powers come out and blast at this middle-aged man

"Ahh

The screams started, and the middle-aged man's sword was blasted out before he could touch it

......

The crowd chased again, and the divine sword fled again

The direction of escape is the next monk who is still hesitating and has not joined the competition, it is a middle-aged monk who looks like a cold-faced woman, and this person's realm is high, and it is the realm of the late stage of mortal transformation

This cold-faced woman's name is Bai Shuang, and she is also a little famous in the Sword Cultivation Alliance, and her strength is extremely tough

Zang Chixin and the others, another attack is coming

"Everyone, offended, this sword, I want it!"

Bai Shuang smiled coldly, and there was a layer of sword yuan armor-like thing outside his body, which quickly covered his whole body, like lightning, and grabbed the Divine Delusion Sword

This woman is a clever person, and she has already calculated that with her speed and the speed at which the Divine Delusion Sword flies, she will definitely be able to catch the Divine Delirium Sword before the attack of Zang Chixin and the others hits

When the time comes, just stuff it into your own storage space, and then save your life until the end of time

The irrepressible joy began to spread in the heart of the white frost

......

Zang Chixin and the others, all of them have also been calculated, and their pupils are condensed

This delusional sword, it's so difficult that it really has to return to the white frost today?

Fang Junmei's gaze also fell on the White Frost and the Divine Delusion Sword at this moment

......

The distance between one person and one sword is getting closer and closer

Baizhang o

Fifty zhang o

Thirty zhang o

Swish!

The divine delusion sword that flew towards the white frost turned around violently when it was ten zhang away, and flew out in the direction of the side

And the person in this side direction turned out to be Fang Junmei again