Chapter 818: I'm just a passing sword cultivator

The war is spreading on the earth, and the sky is also full of demonic flames

The Wind Ye clan and the others, in order to avoid their own fighting, burst out with power that hurt the disciples under their sect, of course, they wanted to fight in the sky

But the monks of the Mountain Barbarian Temple dragged them to death, and did not go to the sky

The killing of innocents by those monks on the other side made him even more anxious

"Brother Kazeno, are you in a hurry?"

The barbarian laughed and said, with a joking look on his face

When the Fengye clan heard this, his eyes sank, he had the heart to go down and slaughter those guys, but he was stalked by the hundred barbarians

Both of them are Dao Divine Powers, and their strength is between them

"Withdraw to the small formations everywhere, quick!"

The Fengye clan can only secretly transmit messages to various disciples, and the loss of his Yuan Shen is strong, and once he transmits the sound, it is hundreds of people

But even the big array has been broken, how long can those small arrays last?

......

Boom

The air wave exploded wildly, and in the blink of an eye, the two exchanged several attacks

"Daoist friends are so deceitful, our people from the Ancient Sword Department, to the end, even if the Yuan Shen explodes, it will not make you feel better!"

The Kazeno clan roared, and a pair of eyes were already flooded with red threads, and they were about to bleed

"I almost forgot, on the side of Daoyou, there is still this trick!"

When the barbarian heard this, he said with a relaxed expression, without any solemnity

After finishing speaking, he suddenly shouted: "The following junior brothers and sisters, take a little beating, don't force people to be anxious, it won't be fun to provoke the people to blow up themselves."

The voice has the flavor of a cat play rat

And said: "Just restrain their elite disciples, don't kill them all."

"That's what Senior Brother said!"

"Respect the order of the suzerain"

A few mortal monks below agreed to come down with a strange smile

Obviously, this is to make the monks of the Ancient Sword Department throw a rat bogey, if you want to blow yourself up, you will explode with your own disciples

A gentleman can be deceived!

For those who uphold justice and have a bit of conscience, it is most effective to use such shameless means

When the monk of the Ancient Sword Temple heard this, his face turned ugly again

"By the way, Brother Fengye, I also brought a lot of boys from our sect, just outside, if you want to kill them to vent your anger, I will never stop them"

The barbarian added another o

The angry old face of the Fengye clan is black, what can he do to the overall situation if he kills those juniors on the other side?

This battle was too aggrieved, and in the final analysis, it was still the great array of his own family's mountain gate, which was broken too quickly, and it did not cause any damage to those mortal cultivators on the other side

......

The war is still raging

The screams continued

Monks are constantly being killed, or captured alive

And the battle between the mortal cultivators, the scene is somewhat inclined to the Ancient Sword Temple, but that is because they have been driven crazy and started to play with their lives

......

Burst!

It was another junior monk's head, which was slapped into flesh like a rotten watermelon, and blood was splashed, and the scene was bloody and terrifying

It was a monk in the early stage of the transformation of the Mountain Barbarian Temple

This person's name is Shan Yuan, nicknamed the One-Horned Venerable, is a monk with an extremely strong middle-aged man-like appearance, a muscular pimple, and a large red sarcoma born on his forehead, with a hideous and terrifying appearance, and the name of the One-Horned Venerable is also derived from this

Among the old guys in the Mountain Barbarian Temple, this person is the most ferocious, with bloodthirsty magic skills in one hand, and he is very famous

However, today's dealing with a group of juniors, it is obvious that there is no more primitive and violent torture and killing, so this person did not perform bloodthirsty magic skills, and relied on a pair of fleshy palms to kill all directions

"Senior Brother"

Tearful shouts were heard

The person who spoke was a young man of medium stature, thousands of feet away, obviously with a very deep friendship with the man who had just died, and tears were rolling in his eyes

After shouting this, this person glared at Shan Yuan angrily, his eyes were extremely fierce!

swish

Without saying a word, he rushed towards him

The body was surging with the breath of the Yuan Shen against the countercurrent

Genshin self-detonated, finally begun!

......

"Senior brother, no!"

Not far away, there was a monk from the Ancient Sword Temple, who shouted in a hurry

But the primordial god blew himself up, once it started, unless he was killed, it would never stop, and the monks of the Ancient Sword Temple, although they were sad in their hearts, could only flee in other directions

Yamamoto raised his head, glanced at the monk, smiled, didn't speak, only outside his body, opened a layer of blood-red light curtain, and let the other party get closer

rumble

The explosion sounded, and the air wave swept through!

The monk was naturally blown into powder, but Yamamoto just shattered the light curtain outside his body, trembled a few times, and there was no other movement

On the contrary, on the side of the Ancient Sword Temple, a huge pit was blown out, and the palace collapsed, and there were close monks, and the internal organs that were shocked were broken, and blood spurted directly from the mouth

......

This scene, of course, was the disciple of the Ancient Sword Temple, and his heart was sad, and his eyes were red

If they can't even blow themselves up, what other tricks do they have?

But that Shan Yuan was even more stimulated to be ferocious, and a pair of eyes, like beasts, looked at the juniors who were fleeing

Swish!

A few steps out!

Just come behind a monk, and don't look at his attack

With both hands in the air, he grabbed his two legs

"Dead, haha"

Shan Yuan laughed wildly, his arms struggled, and the blood mist bloomed like a flower, and the monk was torn in half by him!

Bang!

With a random palm, the opponent's primordial spirit was smashed to pieces!

Yamamoto laughed, not caring about the blood stains on his body, and even licked it with his tongue, looking like he was still unsatisfied

"Senior brother, don't kill them all, you blew up the Daoists above, and the little sister was injured multiple times, so I have to take ten times the compensation from you."

Jiaojiao's dripping, yin and poisonous voice came from not far away

It is a middle-aged woman wearing two palm-sized animal skins, revealing most of her body's skin, wearing red veil, and has a bit of charm and flavor

Unlike the bronze or swarthy complexion of an ordinary barbarian woman, this woman's complexion is like white jade, dazzling to the point of glowing

The appearance is naturally seductive and moving, like an old witch, between movement and stillness, seductive

This woman's name is Shanluan, the Taoist name is Mrs. Caiyang, and she is also a ruthless character in the Mountain Barbarian Temple, and she is the best at collecting and replenishing the arts

......

When Yamamoto heard this, he laughed strangely again

"My sister is full of flesh and skin, and I can't afford it for my brother, but I want to do it"

Halfway through his words, this person suddenly felt abnormal, and in the space behind him, it seemed as if a strange wind was sweeping by

This strange wind was obviously different from the qi waves spreading in the sky, and it felt like it was coming straight at him

Shan Yuan closed his mouth instantly, he didn't have time to turn his head, his divine sense looked back, and the next moment, his heart was shocked

I saw a man in white, stepping on two sword lights, and appeared behind him strangely, without saying a word, raising his sword was about to slash!

The man's face was handsome anyway, and his expression was cold and serious!

The sword was shaped like a vicious beast, with a huge aura, and after the man in white raised his sword, a phantom figure of an old sword raised appeared behind him, swinging his sword at the same time

The blade of the sword is like a ghost rain, pouring down

Whew!

Before Yamamoto could react, this powerful sword split him in two from head to crotch

I saw the flower of blood mist bloom again, but this time, it was the turn of this murderer Shan Yuan!

......

This sudden scene, Mrs. Caiyang, who was not far away, was shocked, and her whole body was cold

"Who are you? In the Ancient Sword Temple, there is no monk like you!"

Mrs. Caiyang shouted sharply, and quickly stepped back

Many monks were also paying attention to the audience, and they were all moved

The movement of the person who came was too ghostly, and several other monks who were arresting the elite juniors of the Ancient Sword Temple also stayed away from this person for the first time

And the monks on the side of the Ancient Sword Temple, seeing the divine soldiers descending from the sky, are naturally the variables on their own side, has it finally appeared?

But can this monk in the middle of his transformation really turn the situation around?

......

Swish!

The man in white who suddenly came out suddenly appeared, and after killing Yamamoto like lightning, his long sword pointed at Mrs. Caiyang

"I'm just a passing sword cultivator!"

The man in white said coldly, with a sinister aura between his two thick and black eyebrows, and his eyes were blazing, like a god

Naturally, it was Fang Junmei, Fang Junmei finally arrived!

If before, Fang Junmei came to drip a trip to the muddy water completely to pass down the way of the sword seal, but now he is really angry, and he wants to kill the demon and eliminate the demon

......

Hearing the word passing by, the monks of the Shanman Temple felt a little relieved in their hearts

"Fellow Daoist, this is the grudge between our Shanban Temple and the Ancient Sword Temple, I hope you don't want to interfere, after this battle, the old man is willing to offer a generous amount of immortal jade."

The hundred barbarians said above o

His expression was a little dignified, and with his strength, he didn't even notice how Fang Junmei passed through the large melee area above them, how could such a monk be an idle person

Fang Junmei heard this, and smiled slightly

He didn't speak, and the next moment, he stepped on a sudden step

Swish!

When he reappeared, he was already in front of an old man on the side, and another sword was slashed out, announcing his answer

This old man's reaction was also fast, and his psychology was already prepared, and the moment Fang Junmei's figure flashed, he had already ejected in the direction of the sky

It's not as good as this, and a backhand punch is blasted out!

This person is an ice cultivator, and this punch came out, and an extremely cold frost storm spread out

Even Fang Junmei immediately felt a freezing sensation coming from his body, and his speed slowed down a few points in an instant

......

Ice, freeze!

This may be one of the most restrained means of space supernatural powers, and the freezing power of the ultimate frost supernatural power may be even more unimaginable

Every power in this world, cultivated to the end, will not be far behind, which is also the reason why so many monks in the Southern Sacred Domain did not all go to the Chaos Barbarian Mountains to pursue the way of space

"Boy, don't think that you can handle the way of space, there are so many great things, the old man is not a fool like Yamamoto!"

The old man said with a smile