Pour the sword body with the blood of your beloved, awaken the sword soul with the sword wielder's call to the beloved reincarnation life, make it reborn, lift its thousand-year-old ban, and release the true power of the unsheathed famous sword!

No power can be obtained for no reason, and if you want to obtain any kind of power, you must pay the same price. But if he had a choice, Ling Hu Chong would rather never unseal the unsheathed sword, and he really couldn't afford this kind of price!

However, the sky has never been as people wish, no matter how much you don't want to, you can't avoid what you should come......

Ling Hu Chong leaned Ying Ying on the side of the stone pillar next to the Feng Zen platform, grabbed the unsheathed sword that was constantly calling on the ground, and suddenly a strong aura fluctuation swept through Ling Hu Chong's whole body, and the body that was originally consumed was replenishing rapidly. The blade of the sword was trembling excitedly, and Hu Chong's heart was like ashes!

Buried Jianfeng sneered, the thunder arc on the Qianfeng Sword had been brewing for a long time, and immediately a thunderbolt of lightning and swift sword gang slashed towards Linghu Chong!

Linghu Chong was on the side of his body, and it seemed that he slashed a sword slowly, but it was so that the buried sword blade did not have half a chance to dodge, the latter's right arm and the Qianfeng sword had been separated from the body, and the sword with his hand was obliquely inserted on the ground not far away, and the arc was still lingering!

Burying Jianfeng was stunned, he didn't feel any pain at all, and even naively thought that this was just an illusion, but the Qianfeng Sword not far away clearly told him this bloody fact along with the broken arm!

The sharp pain hit instantly, Buried Jianfeng's face spasmed, the broken part of his right arm spurted blood wildly, and the scene of "smack" pouring on the ground was so terrifying!

"Ah!!!!h!!h

The corner of Huozun's eyes twitched, and he was shocked to find that Ling Hu Chong's whole person and the sword were exuding a strong aura of danger!

Huozun laughed arrogantly: "Boy, you are very unusual, the deity should have a good time with you for a while!"

"Yingying was forced to death by you! I'm going to kill all of you!!

Huozun shouted in a deep voice: "Boy, the deity admires your infatuation, but you don't have this ability!"

"You try !!," Ling Hu Chong roared loudly with red eyes.

"Ten steps to kill one person. A thousand miles away!"

Ling Hu Chong held the unsheathed sword and slashed a pitch-black trace in this space, the space seemed to crack a crack, the endless wind churned wantonly, and the rubble, gravel, and thousands of trees on Song Mountain also rose into the air without exception!

Ling Hu Chong disappeared, not even bringing up the afterimage, and the next moment he appeared not far behind Huozun, the latter turned his head in horror, and the next moment his expression froze directly, and his head rolled to the ground silently!

The extreme heat burning on the hands was slowly extinguished......

"Gollum. ”

Buried Jianfeng swallowed his saliva with a hideous gaze, and the only trace of reason he told him to go up to find Ling Hu Chong at this moment, and his desperate efforts were no different from seeking death!

The headless body of the Fire Venerable still stood in place and did not fall. The expression on the skull on the ground was forever fixed in that incredible look.

"Good...... What a fast sword!"

Seeing this strange scene, some people had already begun to retreat, and their footsteps couldn't help but move back slowly, Lao Yue and Mo Da both led their disciples to retreat early, ready to find an opportunity to leave at any time.

On the Fengzen platform, enthusiastic and decent people from all sects and factions are still there, and they are rushing up for the justice they hold in their hearts, waving various weapons and smashing at Ling Hu Chong, each fighting for their own justice. The purpose is to eliminate Ling Hu Chong, the "devil" who threatens the decent!

Ling Hu Chong waved the unsheathed and killed people when he saw them, and there was no longer the previous indecisiveness, and his blood-red eyes were all blood-red, and he couldn't tell what was right or wrong. The pain of losing his beloved has almost severed the nerves of his thinking, judgment and action, and he has now lost all emotion and reason, just a machine full of killing, and the horror is like Shura!

Where the silvery-white cold light passed, stumps and heads flew all over the sky. Blood and wails echoed on the top of the entire Songshan Mountain, and Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha". He was about to make a move to stop this killing, but he was grabbed by Chongxu Dao Chang, who stretched out his hand and shook his head.

The blood had soaked the entire Songshan Mountain, staining the grass and trees red, and the death toll and the severed limbs on the ground were soaring at a terrifying rate!

Every cold ray without sheath will carry dozens of lives or even more.

"Assemble all the people in one to seal the demon array!" Zuo Lengchan shouted with a frightened scream on his face.

The eight Taibao of the Songshan faction lined up a stone pillar, and each of his hands churned extremely quickly, as if he was sealing.

Immediately, a large group of Songshan sect disciples surrounded Linghu Chong with swords, and their young faces were full of expressions of death!

There is no doubt that their actions are undoubtedly moths to the fire, and the unsheathed sword has taken away the young lives of batch after batch of Songshan sect disciples without half a block, but it is also in these few delays, and the Taibao industry on the eight stone pillars of Fengzentai has completed the preparation formation.

"I suspect this girl is not dead yet, wait for me to make up for her a few more swords!" Zuo Lengchan laughed, and stabbed Ying Ying who was leaning on the stone pillar with a sword!

"Snow Heart...... No...... Snow Heart ......"

Zuo Lengzen's sword momentum slowed slightly, and a porcelain bottle in his left sleeve slipped into the palm of his hand......

"Die!! old hairy !!"

The eight Taibao jumped down together, and it was only a matter of time before Ling Hu Chong used the unsheathed sword to kill them, but if this happened, Zuo Lengchan would spoil Yingying's corpse, and Ling Hu Chong, who retained a trace of reason, swung out the unsheathed sword, and instantly pierced Zuo Lengchan's throat while bringing a series of spatial fluctuations!

The unsheathed sword sank unhindered into a stone pillar, and then slid to the ground as if it were placed on tofu, leaving a transparent mark on the stone pillar!

Zuo Lengchan's body slowly poured, his eyes were tightly locked on Yingying's face at the last moment of his life, and his left hand used the last trace of strength to raise it gently, and a small jade porcelain bottle rolled from the ground to Yingying's hand.

"Xuexin, or did I win...... At least I ...... I'll see you before I can do it......"

The corners of Zuo Lengchan's mouth hooked up a strange smile at the end, but he couldn't see a trace of hypocrisy......

A generation of heroes Zuo Lengchan has completely fallen here, and there are endless vicissitudes behind his grandiose and evil, but these will be buried forever in the abuse and humiliation of future generations, and this qiē and his infatuation for love are just empty after all...... (To be continued......)