Sword Old Man!

Zhou Lin's eyes were suddenly sharp, and the light was as bright as a sword!

He finally knew who the heroic spirit in front of him was, this was clearly the founding ancestor of the Sword Sect, the first invincible powerhouse to comprehend the power of the Pillar Heaven Thunder Tribulation, invincible in ancient times, and a terrifying existence that dared to compete with the Thunder Tribulation.

His eyes began to redden, faintly moist.

The supreme powerhouse who single-handedly created the Sword Sect is now actually reduced to being enslaved by the people of the Ninth Heaven!

This group of people, what a damn thing!

The killing intent in his heart increased suddenly, he stepped forward, directly past everyone, and with a whoosh, forcibly blocked in front of Bai Futian.

"Boom!"

He glowed all over, and a terrifying thunder aura contained in the fingers of the sword and stabbed through.

His speed was very fast, and the Heroic Spirit was completely hit by the lightning without dodging consciousness, and with a bang, a ball of fire rose from his body, burning fiercely.

It was a thunderstorm, and it was also the fire of the thunderstorm ignited by the power of the heavenly thunder.

"Wake up!"

Zhou Lin roared, and the sound waves rumbled.

This sound contained the power of soul deterrence, only to see the face of the heroic spirit showing a look of pain, in the burning of the fire, the black energy was stripped away, for a moment, the sword old man's eyes seemed to be clearer.

Bai Futian stepped back, looking at Zhou Lin's back indifferently, for a moment, he was eager to make a move, but finally endured it.

Now that the enemy is present, some grievances are still left for later to be resolved privately.

He didn't know that the young man in front of him was the one who had seized his own mountains and rivers, and if he knew, he was afraid that it would be a different result.

Countless memories came to mind, and the old man let out a painful roar, glanced at Zhou Lin deeply, and then suddenly turned around and pounced on the young man in the Netherworld Holy Land.

This sect that has enslaved itself for countless years, the hatred in the heart of the old man of the sword is endless.

His palm glowed, and an ancient sword-shaped symbol appeared, with no casting, and the light in his palm fingers was steaming, and dozens of sword lights appeared on his body at once.

One into ten, ten into hundred, hundreds into thousands, thousands into thousands, ten thousand swords coming!

This is a lore technique, a forbidden secret method in the way of the sword, if the old man's body is intact, this move is enough to sweep the invincible and crush the heavens and the earth!

Zhou Lin stared at the back of the heroic spirit, he read the tragedy and sorrow from the deep eyes of the old man of the sword, as a strong man in the world, he has his own arrogance, how can he allow people to be so enslaved and driven?

He's sober, and it's time to die.

"Damn, you want to fight back? It's the other way around! ”

The young man in the Netherworld Holy Land shouted angrily, pinching the trick constantly, and the black evil aura on the sword old man's body became more and more, as if he wanted to restrain and seize his will.

The old man of the sword had a firm look in his eyes, allowing the fire to burn on the surface of his body, the black evil qi rotated, and the whole person turned into a huge flame, carrying the sword qi and roaring, without any retreat at all, and directly launched a fierce attack.

Boom Boom!

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the void exploded from time to time, almost exploding, and the entire passage was trembling.

The young man in the Netherworld Holy Land let out a miserable scream and kept retreating, the sword aura of the old man of the sword was incomparably sharp, leaving hundreds of wounds on his body, each wound dripping with blood.

The powerhouses of the ninth day wanted to rescue, but they were blocked by the sword qi, and no matter how they attacked, they could not break through the blockade of the sword qi.

At this moment, the old man of the sword really showed the invincible demeanor of ancient times, and in front of everyone, he gave the young man a thousand swords and pierced his heart.

"That's amazing!"

Everyone gasped, this old man was too terrifying, just the body of the Heroic Spirit had such power, you can imagine what kind of demeanor it should have been back then?

Ten thousand swords are flying, everyone is dizzy, their hearts are surging, and their blood is boiling, this is the style of their ancestors, one person is enough to sweep away all enemies!

The fire was annihilated, and the heroic spirit of the old man of the sword dissipated and completely returned to chaos.

A layer of golden light rain filled the passage of the two realms, and the figure of an old man appeared in the light rain, and he looked at Zhou Lin with kind eyes.

It seemed that he wanted to say something, but he didn't say a word, everything was silent.

Zhou Lin knew that this was the old man's transmission of the Fa at the last moment of his soul, and what was passed down was the secret of the Sword Sect, the true sword mastery.

In the end, the light and rain dissipated, and everyone was still immersed in that emotion.

"Boom!"

The other six people on the ninth day looked at each other, and at the same time, they swooped down from the sky, head and foot, directly from the sky, aiming at everyone.

Around them, the aura was vast and murderous, and they took out their own killer weapons and launched the most powerful kill, and the aura of the entire passage was terrifying.

"Kill!"

One of them pushed horizontally with both hands, the light shining in front of him, and the palms of one hand seemed to be pushing a roulette wheel of life and death, directly crashing into Zhou Lin.

"Kill my companion and die."

There is no doubt that anyone who is struck by this light will have no bones left.

It's a magical skill with unrivaled killing power.

It is absolutely intolerable that the Nether Ants, the natives they completely despise and despise, should lose two companions in succession.

Sou!

Zhou Lin raised his hand and evolved Zhou Tianwan's sword, as if the old man of the sword was reborn, and the sword light was endless, shooting out.

Boom Boom!

The sword light and the wheel of life and death launched a confrontation, bursting out with a dazzling light.

Puff puff!

Each ray of light contained killing intent, scattering in all directions, indiscriminately attacking, causing a riot among the people.

The other person aimed at Bai Futian, and his hands evolved the second technique, and a phantom of a unicorn appeared around him, and the power of the unicorn increased, and his aura instantly soared, and his speed increased sharply.

Bai Futian changed color for the first time, and moved sideways at great speed, avoiding the opponent's strongest blow.

The man's unicorn phantom grazed and smashed down in the passage of the two realms, only to hear a loud bang, almost smashing the entire passage of the two realms to pieces.

To the outside world, it was the entire giant tree shaking, and one piece was protruding, apparently suffering an unimaginable blow.

"It's so strong!"

Everyone was stunned and shocked, the battle between them was too terrifying, completely beyond their imagination.

"What are you doing in a daze? Shoot! ”

Bai Futian shouted at the people behind him, his body swept away, he dodged to Zhou Lin's side, and said in a low voice: "How about joining forces to kill them first?" ”

"Good!"

Zhou Lin hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

From what happened just now, his impression of Bai Futian has changed slightly, but some things have been done, which is really hard to say.

If Bai Futian knew that he had won the Taiji Mountains and Rivers, I am afraid that it would be a direct life-and-death duel.

He has the Thick Earth Chaos Ding and the Mountain Town Soul Ding, the nine tripods are one, you can get the supreme artifact, and among the nine tripods, the Taiji mountains and rivers are very important, if you do it again, Zhou Lin will still choose this way.

The avenue of chance, there is no room for a little mercy.

Replaced by Bai Futian, if he knew that he had the other two tripods on his body, it would be the same ending.

The avenue is in contention, and if you take a step back, you will die.

(End of chapter)