"Why hasn't anyone told me ......?" Yun Zhonghe finally asked.

After seeing Zhu Minglang's sword, Yun Zhonghe realized how naïve his swordsmanship was.

Each of his swords is magnificent.

Every move he made was stormy.

There were so many disciples on the Tomb Mountain of the Ninth Army, and there were hundreds of dragon beasts with main-level strength, but they were blocked by Zhu Minglang alone, and so far no one stood at the same highest place as Zhu Minglang.

As the hall master of the Yaoshan Sword Sect, Wu Feng's face at the moment was no less shocked than Yunzhonghe.

In fact, after seeing this scene, what he wanted to do was to fly back to the Yaoshan Sword Sect, and then wake up the old lady of the Sword Venerable who had been pretending to be asleep, and asked loudly: Why has no one ever told him that the Sword Fall Array is a sword technique!!

Yes, as the hall master, Wu Feng didn't know about it.

I only saw Zhu Minglang performing the Sword Fall Sword Technique, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of Yunzhonghe.

"He has the fifth and sixth swords!" Wu Feng was heartbroken, but his eyes were unwilling to take his eyes off Zhu Minglang.

At this moment, Zhu Minglang swung the fifth sword and the sixth sword, and these two swords were used at the same time.

It's the twin swords!

One thunder, one fire.

The thunder sword danced like a group of thunder, and Huo Shangjun's two dragon monarchs were defeated and retreated.

The fire sword erupted like a volcano, burning the group of dragon herders of the Emperor Shao Gang to the bitterness.

The seventh sword, Zhu Minglang pointed at Wen Mengru.

Wen Mengru was already very close to him, this chief disciple of the Shan Sword Sect was also a monarch-level cultivator, and her strength was far from being comparable to that of the group of forces under the mountain.

She is also one of the few people who can survive Zhu Minglang's six swords.

Of course, it was not that she resisted Zhu Minglang's six swords, but that Zhu Minglang's six swords were swung at the entire Ninth Army Tomb Mountain who were unwilling to get out, there were nearly a hundred people, and the number of dragon beasts was even more!

Wen Mengru's eyes were sharp, her swordsmanship was fast and ruthless, and it was she who broke the gossip scars that had been remaining in front of Zhu Minglang and attacked them head-on.

Zhu Minglang took advantage of the situation to strike the seventh sword, that sword had a terrifying penetrating power, and the speed of the sword was as fast as lightning!

"Huh!"

Wen Mengru reacted quickly, and she saw the angle of Zhu Minglang's move.

She immediately crossed her sword and resisted it with the hard back of her sword.

The back of the sword was not biased or oblique, just blocking the tip of Zhu Minglang's sword, and Wen Mengru finally squeezed out a smile on her somewhat pale cheeks.

She will take advantage of the moment when Zhu Minglang's palm was injured by the back of her sword to turn defense into offense!

Her body swirled, intending to avoid the stamina of Zhu Minglang's sword, but just as she stretched out her arms and was about to use the Yuehua Slash, her whole body suddenly collapsed inexplicably, like a dancer suddenly fainting in a gorgeous dance......

The slashing stopped halfway through.

Wen Mengru couldn't stand steadily, and sat on her knees with some limps, unable to lift her arms at all.

She glanced at her hand, and at some point a hole appeared in her arm, and blood gushed out of it.

At the same time, Wen Mengru saw from the corner that there was also a hole in the maze wall in the distance, which made the thousands of people on the maze wall panic and flee in all directions!

It's half a city from here to the labyrinth......

Wen Mengru held the sword in her hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

But her arm began to lose sensation, she raised her gaze and looked at Zhu Minglang in front of her, her eyes were full of unwillingness, and a little disbelief!

The last time they actually faced each other, Zhu Minglang defeated her with three moves.

This time......

Is it just a sword?

Obviously, there is not much difference in cultivation, even if Zhu Minglang completely has the cultivation of the Sword Spirit Dragon at this moment, he should not have cultivated to the level of a high-ranking monarch, why can he crush the person who is also cultivating in this way like this? ?

Could it be that this is the Sword Realm?

How many realms is there a difference!!

Wen Mengru was bitter for a while, and in the end, he still didn't understand this.

This is the seventh sword.

Only Wen Mengru was attacked.

It's just that Wen Mengru has a hole in her arm that makes it difficult for her to swing the sword anymore.

She realized that she was too close to Zhu Minglang, and if she kept her distance, she could still have a chance to maneuver.

Close fencing, swing with all your might, and you will win.

......

Zhu Minglang had already cast the seventh sword of the Sword Fall Sword Technique at this moment, and Nan Lingsha looked at it very seriously.

Each of his swords is thrilling, and every sword is memorable.

"It's a little rusty, and now I can only use seven swords at most. Zhu Minglang took a calm breath and breathed a little.

However, when he was pranayama, a large number of dragon herders and gods had already fallen on the slope of the mausoleum mountain, and some of them were even paralyzed in the black dirt like dead people, motionless.

However, none of them had too fatal scars on their bodies, and Zhu Minglang's first six swords were all baptisms of sword strikes in a huge range, mainly to make them all retreat from the difficulties, not to kill.

Fainted, foaming at the mouth, paralyzed with fright, loose bones......

This sweep made those who wandered in the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain finally realize the disparity in strength, no matter how tempting the brocade box was, they also lost the will to fight.

Of course, that frustration is the most painful.

Everyone is a disciple, and they are all of the younger generation.

Why can he crush so many people alone?

They are all cultivators, Zhu Minglang seems to be a heroic general in the battlefield, all of them are just ordinary soldiers, this kind of feeling of being treated as one enemy and one hundred people, but it will spread in the bottom of their hearts, and ruthlessly destroy their firm and stubborn cultivation heart!

"I chose to get out, what about everyone?" said the disciples of the small clan who first met Zhu Minglang in Stone City.

At that time, they were still competing with several junior disciples of the Martial Sect for the deed of Runyu City.

After seeing the strength of the Bingchen White Dragon, they immediately turned around and fled, which can be regarded as escaping.

And this time, he took advantage of the chaos to enter the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain, and he just wanted to try his luck.

When they saw a large group of people rushing towards the mausoleum mountain, they thought that some treasure had been born, and they ran up the mountain purely out of curiosity.

There are so many people, so many dragons, and they don't feel anything to be afraid of.

Who knew it would be such a scene.

The last time I rolled, I was a little unwilling.

This time they rolled with relief, and even because they were going up slowly, they were farther away, and they were far less injured than the group of people higher up the hill, and they were a little lucky.

However, where Zhu Minglang's vision could see, they didn't dare to stay for a moment!

A lot of people are not reconciled.

But what if you are not reconciled.

This is no longer a battlefield for these small characters to stay in.

What's more, the chief of the Sword Sect of the Mountains, Wen Mengru, as a monarch-level cultivator, wasn't he also defeated? ?