The Wind Laughing Lifeless Sword is really terrifying.

Su Leng's sword aura is long, and he has no ability to resist at all. Instantly divided, shaken, and finally annihilated.

The last scene that caught everyone's eyes was a desolate sword light that condensed to the extreme and was extremely beautiful, but also extinct everything.

In the end, it fell on the eyebrows of the Lifeless Sword Saint Su Leng.

Seeing such a scene, even the demigod warriors around them couldn't help but feel nervous.

This sword light is too destructive, and the speed is too fast.

Plus the ability to immerse people in a world of poignant annihilation.

Even many demigods are not confident that they can dodge such a sword.

At this time, that bit of extinction sword light did not completely erupt.

However, Su Leng knew very well that he didn't even have the possibility of escaping now.

The poignant sword light severed the connection between his primordial spirit and his physical body.

He has become meat on the chopping board.

"Su Leng! What is your bad name? Do you have to name the Lifeless Sword Saint Su Leng?

It's really taboo.

To this day, I still have to say that just now, I advised you to change your name, what kind of dog egg and so on, everything is for your good.

It's just a pity that you really don't listen to persuasion. So you're going to die!"

Su Leng was really aggrieved.

He can die in battle.

But to bury oneself for the sake of a name, how sad is this?

He could imagine that even if he died, he would definitely become the biggest joke in the Shenzhou world, and even in the Xuanhuang World after the fusion in the future.

His gaze was filled with endless resentment.

It's just that everything completely disappeared with the explosion of that wisp of annihilating sword light.

Then, Feng Xiao arched his hand towards the green robe: "I'm really sorry! I don't want to steal your limelight, it's just that those who offend the name of the master will die!"

Qingpao also didn't know what to say.

In the end, he also replied: "Respect the teacher! Although you are younger than me, I want to learn from you!"

Seeing such a scene, the beggar Qin Feng was also stunned.

Soon, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Very good! My disciple, you should be so domineering!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but nodded, and his heart was also very proud.

At the same time, Qin Feng had already discovered that the killing sword intent in the Fengxiao Martial Spirit had almost condensed into essence and transformed into the origin.

He also secretly admired in his heart: "It is worthy of being a child of destiny, it is really blessed, and it is favored by the origin of heaven and earth." ”

Then, he beckoned.

"This little gentleman, I see that your bones are clear, and the Dao spiritual light erupts from the heavenly spirit cover,

You know, at a young age, you have a body of horizontal training muscles and bones, and you are a martial arts wizard once in a hundred years.

I have a peerless swordsmanship here.

Don't look at it in tatters, it's really not that simple.

It is the secret inheritance of the Ancient Supreme Sword Emperor, and practicing this sword technique can allow you to go directly to the origin of the Great Dao.

In the future, the task of punishing adultery and eliminating evil and maintaining world peace will be handed over to you, do you say okay?"

The voice of the beggar Qin Feng sounded again.

Attract everyone's attention.

Feng smiled and was stunned.

Looking at the beggar in front of him, his martial soul vibrated and gave birth to a feeling of closeness.

Peddling cheats?

It seems to feel a little familiar.

Phoenix Feather Kingdom?

Breakfast man?

This is Master!

With a flick of his fingers, Feng Xiao, who reacted, was about to scream, but was stopped by Qin Feng's look.

Feng Xiao stepped forward and respectfully took the so-called Ancient Sword Emperor's secret technique in his hand.

Needless to say, this was the seventeen basic sword styles that Qin Feng had obtained in the Sword Emperor space.

For a martial artist who has cultivated the way of the sword to the bones, the seventeen basic sword styles are like opening a portal to the avenue of the sword.

Feng Xiao is like incarnating a sponge frantically absorbing all the mysteries of the seventeen basic sword styles.

Fengxiao fell into the ocean of kendo.

At this time, those warriors of the Taishang Pavilion woke up like a dream.

Even these demigod realm elders disliked Su Leng who was proficient in calculations in their hearts, and even disgusted them to the extreme.

However, after all, Su Leng was a martial artist in their Taishang Pavilion.

Now, just because of his name, he was killed by a little child.

Ridiculous!

However, it was also the face of their Taishang Pavilion that they stepped on under their feet.

"It's so arrogant! It's so domineering! The martial artists of the Jixia Academy Palace are really rampant.

Today, since you have walked out of the Jixia School Palace, then don't go back!"

Mi Tian is the Holy Son of Taishang Pavilion, even if he loses face in Taishang Pavilion, when he is not deprived of the position of Holy Son, he still has a certain right to speak.

His gaze swept over the bodies of the many demigod elders: "Please also ask you, elders, to cut out the evil demon for the Origin Land." ”

Mi Tian looked furious.

In fact, he is not stupid.

True Disciple Su Leng's combat power was only a step weaker than him.

When the last Lifeless Sword River broke out, even Mi Tian's heart was tight.

Now, Su Leng is not the enemy of Fengxiao.

He knew that the result of stepping forward was no better.

can only use his identity to ask many demigod elders to help.

can not only show the determination to maintain the honor of the sect, but also avoid stepping forward to die.

On top of the martial arts of this world, many people's brains have been cultivated into muscles.

But there are also truly wise people.

Those elders don't say anything about it.

However, I also have a little complaint about the Holy Son Mi Tian in my heart.

"Jixia Xuegong smiled, at a young age, he would only kill indiscriminately. If you're older, it's worth it. He must become a demon in the Land of Beginnings.

We are too high to inherit the Taishang. A lifetime is to exist to destroy demons. How can the sealed land be allowed to become a nest for growth?

When the fusion of the Seven Killing Ancestral Cave Mansion is over, he will definitely step on the magic nest of the Jixia School Palace!

Of course, you are still going to be killed now. ”

The strongest patriarch of the Taishang Pavilion, that is, Mi Tian's grandfather, Mi Yan, walked out.

The other patriarchs, even though they were a little unfriendly to Mi Tian.

But they couldn't help but stand up in full.

It's about the glory of the Taishang Pavilion, no matter what, they have to kill the beggars, the Fengxiao of the Jixia School Palace, and the green-robed boy.

Seeing such a scene, Qin Feng set his eyes on the green robe: "Remember, these are garbage things, and they are only worth me lending you the power of two months of cultivation and three hundred children's songs."

With a little more strength, I'm afraid I'll blow them to slag. Where can I find what loot?"

Booty?

Looking at the beggar's greedy eyes, all the Taishang Pavilion martial artists could no longer tolerate it.

Kill, kill, kill!

Suddenly, more than a dozen demigod elders from the Taishang Pavilion actually shot at the same time and broke through the air.

The qi and blood on their bodies tumbled, like a great river, and finally converged together, forming a terrifying ocean of blood and qi.

The entire Seven Killing Ancestors Inheritance Portal was shrouded in a sea of blood, which could be described as impassable.

The grumpy patriarch took the lead.

His body was majestic, and his eyes seemed to have stars flowing in them.

Zhou's body was surging with mana fluctuations that ordinary people couldn't imagine.