Chapter 854: The Sword Alliance is attacked

Qingzhou flew a few steps forward, and saw countless light waves exploding, shouting and scolding, obviously there were monks fighting.

"What do the Three Peerless Dojos want to do, they dare to kill the people of our Sword Alliance. ”

"Hmph, the Sword Alliance is so famous, there is no Tribulation Venerable in charge, it is not a second-rate dojo, our three-peer dojo, but it is a first-class dojo in the dignified Northern Extreme Region. ”

"The Savali Star Region and the Northern Polar Regions have never intersected, so why do you want to invade my Savali Star Region and kill our people?"

"I can't get used to you, during this time, my ears are full of sword alliances and sword alliances, and my Three Absolute Dojo is a dignified sword cultivation faction, now let you see my three peerless sword cultivators. ”

In the Great World of Cultivating Immortals, after some evolution, it has become seven major forces, including the three polar regions and the four star regions, and the strongest of them is the three polar regions.

In the Northern Polar Region, the Three Absolute Dojos belong to the powerhouses of the first-class dojos, and they are rare sword cultivation sects, and the number of sword cultivators in the sect occupies the majority, so there is the name of the Three Absolute Sword Cultivators who are the best in the north.

For some reason, the people from the Three Absolute Dojo came to the Demon Slayer Star Area, clashed with the people in the Sword Alliance, and killed the people in the Sword Alliance.

"My sect Qiuwu cultivates swordsmanship, and now he is in the Mahayana realm, and he is just an inconspicuous disciple in the Three Peerless Dojos, but if he sees Zuo Pingshan, the only Mahayana sword cultivator in your Sword Alliance, he can cut off his horseman's head without three swords. ”

Hearing Zong Qiuwu's insult to Zuo Pingshan, the disciple of the Sword Alliance was furious, "You dare to insult the family teacher, I will fight with you today!"

"With you, a monk who is just a monk, you want to send me to death to fulfill you. ”

Qingzhou was surprised, Zuo Pingshan actually accepted an apprentice, and he couldn't be in danger when he went.

"If you want to challenge the family teacher, you are not qualified enough, I am the five major swords of the Sword Alliance, just come out of one, and you can see you slashed under the sword. ”

"What a big breath, the title of the five great swordsmen is just the sword alliance sticking gold on their faces, if I meet it, let alone just five Hedao sword cultivators, it is fifty, and they are all one sword and two halves. ”

Zong Qiuwu was followed by more than a dozen Hedao sword cultivators, wearing plain white tight-fitting robes, equipped with long swords, some with their backs behind their backs, and some tied around their waists, each with shrewd eyes, although they seemed to be lazy, but the direction of standing was very particular, if they were about to make a move, they could immediately burst out with the strongest strength.

On the other hand, on the side of the Sword Alliance, there are seven or eight disciples, only three Hedao monks, and the rest are all in the realm of transforming gods, taking the lead, with a little sadness and anger in his face, and that spirit is a qualified image of sword cultivation.

"Senior Brother, it's not early, and there is still business to do, why don't we do it for you and solve these miscellaneous fish!" said a disciple of the Three Absolute Sects with a lazy expression.

Zong Qiuwu shook his head seriously, "No need, I'll come! A few miscellaneous fish, it won't take long." ”

"Sword Alliance, are you ready to die?"

As soon as Zong Qiuwu's words fell, a voice as sharp as a sword came, "The people of the Sword Alliance never lead to death, they will only let others die." ”

Hearing this voice, the Sword Sect disciple who took the lead was surprised and delighted, and shouted loudly in the direction of the voice, "Senior Brother Li Qing." ”

The first person of the five great swordsmen, Senior Brother Li Qing, who can kill Mahayana monks, is undoubtedly a myth in the Sword Alliance, and is admired by countless disciples of the Sword Alliance.

These disciples worship Qingzhou extremely much and want to become the second Li Qing.

After Qingzhou appeared, the cheers of the disciples of the Sword Alliance fell, because they saw that Qingzhou's face was as pale as paper, his body was thin, he was wearing an impenetrable cloak, and he was coughing constantly, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

When Zong Qiuwu and the others saw Qingzhou, they laughed even more, "Haha, the five great swordsmen, if they are really famous, even this sick thin man can become one of the swordsmen." ”

"Senior Brother Zong, speak quietly, don't scare the patient to death. Another disciple quipped.

Qing Zhou didn't see any anger, his eyes were calm, "Have you laughed enough?"

Zong Qiuwu's smile retracted, "You're also looking for death?"

Qingzhou shook his head, "It's to send you to death, to send you to death!"

"With you, although you are also in the Mahayana realm, you are sick, I am afraid that I will blow you to death in one breath, and one hand is too much to deal with you. ”

"No need to be polite, you guys go together, I'm in a hurry. ”

After Qing Zhou finished speaking, he said to the disciples of the Sword Alliance behind him, "Today's matter, you are not allowed to keep it secret. ”

The disciples of the Sword Alliance didn't know why, but Qingzhou had a very high prestige in front of them, so when they saw his orders, they all agreed in a daze.

Then Qingzhou slowly stepped forward, not in a hurry or slow, and slowly walked in front of Zong Qiuwu.

Seeing that Qingzhou's speed was very slow, like a walk, Zong Qiuwu seemed to sneer, and then his demeanor became serious, because he saw that Qingzhou's move was not arrogant, but a strong self-confidence based on strength.

Zong Qiuwu has three magic swords, and he only uses two swords at most against the enemy in peacetime, and when he encounters a weaker opponent, he can control the enemy empty-handed.

Qingzhou was weak, Zong Qiuwu simply used only one sword, stretched out his hand and shook lightly, and the sword light flew towards Qingzhou.

What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a scene of stark contrast, Qing Zhou was tortured by injuries, fragile as a paper man, but the sword light was condensed as one, revealing Zong Qiuwu's brilliant kendo cultivation.

Qingzhou was amazed, Yue Qianjun and the others, if they hadn't been inherited by the disciples of the Sword Grinding Tianzun, they would be similar to Zong Qiuwu in front of them.

From Zong Qiuwu, Qing Zhou could guess that the power of the Three Absolute Dojo must be very large, and since he decided to do it, he had to do it.

The small tower of the Spirit Sea spewed out a colorful air current, forming a moral power shield in front of Qing Zhou, and the magic sword slammed into the shield, and all the power disappeared, and it came to a halt in mid-air.

With a wave of his hand, Qing Zhou's sword light rose, slashing the magic sword into two pieces.

Zong Qiuwu was in a dream, but he was not slow to shoot, and the remaining two magic swords exerted twelve points of strength, whistling and dusting, and directly attacking the vital point in Qingzhou's chest.

He would rather believe that all this is an illusion, the power of a magic sword, not only failed to hurt Qing Zhou, but was also easily cut off by him, this sick young man, the attack was more powerful than he imagined.

The two magic swords joined forces to promote each other's power, and the power increased tenfold compared to the single flying sword just now.

A pillar of light rose up and hit the shield hard, but it was a pity that the power of morality could not even block the calamity, not to mention the Mahayana sword cultivation, and the pillar of light collapsed and decomposed in the blink of an eye.

Qing Zhou stretched out his hand, his five fingers spread, as if he was fishing in troubled water, clamped the two magic swords between his fingertips, and then waved his hand, and a large stream of sword qi surged and impacted, instantly enveloping Zong Qiuwu and the others.

Zong Qiuwu's eyes widened, and before he could open his mouth to spit out a word, he was swept away by the sword light, and then torn to pieces.

The remaining three absolute disciples, seeing that Zong Qiuwu, who had the highest realm and the strongest swordsmanship, was easily killed, all of them were scattered, and the imperial envoy Jianguang was about to escape.

Qing Zhou stretched out his hands, his ten fingers flicked continuously, and the sharp sword qi shot through the people, and the latter came first to catch up with the fleeing Three Absolute disciples, blood and light splashed everywhere, and in an instant, more than a dozen disciples were all killed.