"Whew!"

A streamer of light streaked across the void, and the speed was unbelievably fast. Even those Immortal Realm powerhouses on both sides of the field flickered violently when they saw Chu Ling's sword.

"Be careful!"

Sword Emperor Pu Xu Yao snorted, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart. As for Jianxiong's strength, he naturally knew it in his heart. But at this moment, he has a strong sense of crisis. Chu Ling's sword, can Jian Xiong really catch it?

At this moment, although Jianxiong heard Huangpu Xuyao's reminder, in fact, he was unable to react correctly. At this moment, in his field of vision, the Streamer Holy Sword seemed to have split, turning into countless endless sword rays, and it was impossible to see where it wanted to slash at all.

The next moment, Jian Xiong only felt his soul tremble for a moment, and then an indescribable sense of despair hit his heart. His body froze suddenly, and there was an unbelievable look of horror in his eyes.

"Poof!"

Jian Xiong's body froze, and the expression on his face stiffened at the same time. Desperately wide-eyed, as if trying to see something clearly. And in the center of his eyebrows, a pinpoint-sized spot of blood appeared. Immediately after, the blood red spread at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was all over his body.

"Bang!"

A scalp-destructing explosion sounded, and Jian Xiong's body exploded directly, turning into a cloud of blood mist. His body, primordial spirit, and divine soul were directly destroyed under Chu Ling's sword, and his form and spirit were all destroyed.

The expressions on everyone's faces stiffened for a moment at the same time, and Huangpu Xuyao's face was even more incomparably blue in an instant.

Jian Xiong, who had the strength of the six-rank death realm cultivation, was actually killed by Chu Ling head-on, and there was no suspense. During the whole process, Chu Ling was almost pressing the sword and fighting.

Chu Ling's battle amazed everyone present!

Fighting beyond two levels and crushing the other party, Chu Ling's strength is as fierce as this!

In the crowd, Jian Changkong, who was standing behind Jian Thirteen, had his eyes blooming at this moment, staring at Chu Ling deadly. From the moment he was born, he was immersed in the way of the sword, and there was nothing but the sword in this life. However, Chu Ling's previous sword shocked his heart, as if setting off a monstrous wave.

Four swords in a row, cleanly slashing the sword hero. Jian Changkong asked himself, if he was himself, he couldn't do it!

"Good boy!" Sword Thirteen's eyes lit up and he praised. Chu Ling's comprehension in the Sword Path was by no means inferior to any of the proud sons in the Holy Sword Immortal Domain, including the Sword Changkong.

"That's amazing. Shangguan scar, who habitually holds a weed in his mouth, looks particularly wonderful at this moment. How long has it been since we were separated from the Taiguang Immortal Realm?Chu Ling's strength had already reached this point.

"Amitabha. Xuanhai recited a Buddha name in a low voice, and there was a flash of emotion in his eyes.

Bi Liu'er looked at Chu Ling in mid-air with bright eyes, and a hint of brilliance flashed in her eyes. This is the man that my Beluel is destined to be in this life, even if he is born in the wilderness, what can he do? He is destined to one day, he will stand at a height beyond the reach of all people, be looked up to by all people, and enjoy the supreme glory.

Bi Tianhuang's complexion at the moment was a little complicated. He glanced sideways at Bi Shenyuan, who had the same expression as himself, and saw the trace of horror and bitterness in the other party's eyes.

This young man is the jackdaw in their eyes, and they think that Chu Ling is not worthy of Bi Liu'er. How could Luan Feng match the jackdaw? But the scene in front of them made them realize that they seemed to be wrong.

"The phoenix girl's eyes are really vicious. Behind the two of them, they didn't know which elder of the Nirvana Demon Phoenix Clan it was, and suddenly whispered. The tone was full of approval and appreciation.

"This kid... It seems that this time, we really seem to have lost sight. Bi Tianhuang raised his brows, and said to Bi Shenyuan with some self-deprecation.

Bi Shenyuan groaned slightly, and then said: "This son is really extraordinary. ”

To make the Supreme Elder Bi Shenyuan, who has always been high-minded and look at Chu Ling's displeasure, say this, it can be seen how much shock Chu Ling brought him at this time.

In the sky in front of him, Chu Ling held it in his hand, and suddenly the Holy Sword Blood Bodhi fell back into his hand. His gaze swept over the Emperor Pu Xu Yao opposite, and said indifferently: "Nine Sword Dynasty, Eighteen Sword Emperors, nothing more than that!"

Huang Pu Xuyao's face was pale, and his body was filled with an astonishing sharp sword aura, and the vast and endless void seemed to riot with it. The eighteen swordsmen are the elite pride that he has cultivated with all his might, and in the future, the inheritance of the throne will assist the new emperor to ascend the throne and set the immortal domain.

Every sword has poured the endless efforts of the Sword Emperor Pu Xuyao into getting his true inheritance. Except for the Nine Swords Soul Cultivation Record, the inheritance secret book of the Nine Swords Dynasty, who has not cultivated the Nine Swords Dynasty, Emperor Pu Xu Yao is not stingy with other martial arts. It can even be said that in his eyes, the status of the Eighteen Swordsmen is not lower than that of some other royal figures.

However, before the fall of the sword spirit, in this battle, the sword hero was killed by Chu Ling in front of him, how could Huangpu Xuyao not be furious?

"You dare to kill this emperor's sword!" Emperor Pu Xuyao's sword aura was monstrous, and he was extremely violent, and a terrifying coercion suddenly rushed towards Chu Ling.

"Zheng!"

However, at this moment, a sword light broke through the air, directly breaking through Huang Pu Xuyao's terrifying sword power. In the distance, Jian Thirteen's eyes shone coldly, and he said in a cold voice: "Huangpu Xuyao, do you still want to nod your face?" But you said it yourself before, fair conditions, no one is allowed to interfere. What's the matter? If your person is dead, you can't make a move? If you really want to do it, I'll accompany you!"

When Huang Pu Xuyao heard this, his expression suddenly froze. The previous words were true from what he said himself. But at that time, how could he have thought that it would be Jian Xiong who died?

"Sword Thirteen!" Huang Pu Xuyao's voice came out completely from between his teeth. With such a gritted tooth and tooth attitude, the power of the emperor disappeared, and it looked a little hideous.

The Nine Sword Dynasty carries the bloodline of the Sword Saint, and it belongs to the same lineage as the Holy Sword Immortal Domain, but it is just two branches. And the relationship between the two is not clear to others at all. Between these two families, they are completely rivals!

"I said, under the Immortal Realm, I will accept anyone's challenge!" Chu Ling shook the holy sword in his hand, and his cold gaze swept towards the army opposite. "Who else!"

When everyone on the other side heard this, their eyes flickered. In the previous battle between Chu Ling and Jianxiong, four swords were produced in a row, especially the fourth sword, and Jianxiong didn't even have a chance to escape. It can be seen that that sword is not something that Jian Xiong can withstand at all. Jianxiong is still like this, and if the person who fights again is not as good as Jianxiong, he will simply be sent to death.

But now Chu Ling called for a battle in front of him, challenging anyone under the Immortal Realm. If they don't send someone, then this face will be a big shame.

Among so many immortal domain forces, could it be that there was not even a single junior who dared to fight with Chu Ling? Once this news was publicized, they, the immortal domain forces, would really become a laughing stock.

Therefore, although at this moment, there are many power lords in the field who want to take action in person and slap Chu Ling to death. But in the current situation, it is clear that this cannot be done. At the very least, someone has to suppress Chu Ling's prestige first.

"Many immortal armies have pressed the realm and come for me Chu Ling. With so many Heavenly Pride here, no one dared to come out to fight? You really opened my eyes to Chu Ling. Chu Ling's eyes were unruly, and his expression was arrogant.

"Don't make a big fuss there!It's just a fluke to win, it's not worth your arrogance!" A cold voice suddenly came from the ghost clouds on the opposite side. The person who spoke, the head of the South Cliff family of the Senluo Immortal Domain, the rainbow of the South Cliff!" If you want to die, I'll send you on your way!"

"Nanya You, go and kill this arrogant erection!"

The rainbow sound of the south cliff fell, and I saw a figure walking out in the pitch-black ghost cloud. This person was surrounded by a forest and a ghostly aura, and the temperature between heaven and earth dropped sharply with his appearance. And that kind of cold, as if it can penetrate into people's bones, makes people shudder.

Nanya stepped out and came to the air opposite Chu Ling. A miserable white and bloodless face, which looked like a skeleton and a ghost, especially those eyes, the sockets were deep-set, and there were no whites of the eyes. That kind of gaze staring at Chu Ling was like looking at a dead person.

"Is the seventh-rank death realm complete?" Chu Ling narrowed his eyes, it seemed that these people also knew that at least the people of the sixth-grade death realm couldn't handle themselves. "Come on, let me see how capable you are, a thing that is not a human or a ghost. ”

Chu Ling grinned, white teeth, and a chill permeated. Today, he is going to kill here, you are here to kill me, then I will let you know that I, Chu Ling, are not something you can kill if you want to!

Under Chu Ling's hand, the holy sword disappeared. The vast demonic power rolled in, and the demonic qi rushed straight to Xiaohan. The sound of the demon roar sounded, and the demon sword reincarnation tribulation appeared in the palm of his hand. The terrifying power of the demon path gathers the blade.

"Demon Bloodline!"

Sensing the blood fluctuations that permeated Chu Ling's body, which were completely different from before, the pupils of everyone around him shrank fiercely. Immediately, their eyes all looked in the other direction. There, there stood many strong men of the Xingtian clan.

Chu Ling actually had both the bloodlines of the Demon Saint at the same time, could it be that he had something to do with the Xingtian clan?

And at this moment, in the crowd of the Xingtian clan, the patriarch's body trembled violently, his eyes widened, and he stared at Chu Ling below. In addition to shock, there was also a deep fire and greed in those eyes.

"This son, he actually has two bloodlines on his body, and the demon saint is one!" Xing Xuan completely ignored the many projected gazes, staring at Chu Ling, and his hand suddenly clenched. "There may be a mystery in this son that can make me go further! Today, I must bring him back to the clan!"