Chapter 469 The house is broken and it rains all night, the east side does not leak and the west side leaks

  The sky of the Milky Way hangs upside down, and the sword light rolls and ripples, killing the four of them with a seemingly slow but fast fury.

  The lethality of this blow seems to exceed the Dzogchen in the combined body stage. Even the monks in the tribulation stage have to be prepared. The four of them can't save themselves together. Without the help of external magic weapons, the only result is death on the spot.

   There was a loud bang.

  At the very moment, the loud noise that reached Yuanshen exploded in the ears like thunder. The four looked at the black-clothed figure in front of them, and respectfully called the voice letter king.

  The man is eight feet long, his obsidian-like eyes are shining with awe-inspiring vigor, and his brows are like eagles, giving him an imposing manner.

  Qi Yan, Ji Xin.

  Four monks, three males and one female, came from Qiyan Xiantian Mansion, all of them were heads of a faction or elders. They arrived in Wuzhou with Ji Xin and were responsible for collecting information on the three western states.

  In the initial integration period, one can imagine how professional this team is.

Qinggan lost two states in a row, lost the signboard of Tianjianzong, lost the great power of the Iron Sword League, and lost his old nest, Bulaoshan. land.

  At this time, the remnants of the young gang gathered in Guanzhou, and the two crossing the tribulation period sat in the town, attracting Wu Zhou's attention. Ji Xin led the four combined period, bypassing the front line blockade, and spying on the rear.

   It is said to be intelligence, but it is actually the monks who were dispatched by Wu Zhou. How many people are there, and who are they.

During the tribulation period, the rest of the Wuzhou royal family and Huangjizong arrived at the front line of Guanzhou within the specified time. A few blind cats encountered a dead mouse and followed the trail to Xiwang County, where they stopped for ten days. The unmoving emperor master and grand master.

  At first, she just wanted to verify the information and left, instead of having an emotional quarrel with the Taifu. Unexpectedly, the Taifu disappeared without a word, and even her personal disciple Mu Jiling didn't know where she went.

   A wise man will lose a lot of worries, and a fool will gain something in a thousand worries.

  Abandon the wise and take the fool. To put it another way, the house is broken and it rains all night, and there is no leak in the east and the west. They couldn't find the grand master, but they found Lu Bei, the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

  The fighter plane was fleeting, and Ji Xin made a decisive decision to capture Lu Bei alive and hand it over to his allies. If he could not be captured within a short time, he would be killed on the spot and his body sent to the Qinggan camp.

  According to the information provided by Qing Gan, Lu Bei possesses the Immortal Sword Intent, which restrains the holder of the Nine Swords Sword Intent at the innate level, and is the sword of evil ways.

   Therefore, this person can only be beheaded by monk Qi Yan.

  As a cultivator in the Tribulation Stage, Ji Xin firmly believes in his own strength. Lu Bei may have a good record, forcing Yan Jun to be helpless, but when he encounters a master in the Tribulation Stage who has no Nine Swords Sword Intent, he immediately reveals his true colors.

  The fusion period is the fusion period, and nothing will be changed by an immortal sword intent.

  In addition, Ji Xin, who has practiced sword intent since he was a child, really wants to learn what is so dazzling about the immortal sword intent, which is still praised by sword cultivators all over the world after a thousand years.

  Brightness flashed, and the moment Ji Xin appeared, the Daxi Palace disappeared, replaced by a beautiful place.

  Everything disappears, birds and insects die.

   Lu Bei closed his eyes and sensed, but failed to find a living creature in the vast mountains. He frowned and looked at Ji Xin who was dressed in black.

  The four members of the fusion period disappeared, and Zhao Shiran and Li Taiqing were also not there. This is a secret place for sewing.

   In the eyes, golden light mixed with killing intent.

   "Qiyan people?"

   "Exactly, Sect Master Lu is polite, my concubine..."

   Shua! !

  The whistling sword light slashed straight down, killing it in front of him in an instant, the world was torn apart, and all colors were eclipsed by this white light.

  Good sword intent!

  Ji Xin's eyes were wide open and intertwined with gray and white, with a broad sword in his hand, the mighty sword intent spread in all directions, the narrow and long cold front swept across, the sword light was thick and deep, like a deep mountain.

  The sword light collided, the thunder roared, and the momentum was so great that it burst into a hurricane and crushed all directions, pushing mountain peaks to the ground.

  The dust rushed to the top, and the sky was dark.

Ji Xin held the broadsword tremblingly in his arms, his eyes were wide open, full of astonishment, both shocked and respectful: "With the cultivation base of the fusion stage, I can easily kill this king's Da Chong Sword Intent. Is this the Immortal Sword Intent? Hope for the restoration of the country."

  As usual, the talkative Lu Bei would inevitably run a few words, saying something that he hadn't exerted his strength yet.

  Today, he was full of murderous aura without concealing it, worried about the situation of Zhao Shiran and Li Taiqing, his mouth was sewn to death, and he went forward without saying a word.

  The sword of Shangqing hangs high in the sky, the vast sword light is scattered thousands of times, and the stream of light and rain bombard the earth.

  Below, the iron sword swept across the fierce hurricane, the waves slapped the void, and half of the sky and the earth burst into black cracks. Under the stirring of the sword, this sewn mystery is like a rippling lake.

  In the next second, the surface of the lake turned into a mirror, leaving darkness in the shattered world.

  There was an earth dragon turning over, stubbornly not falling, a ray of sword intent spilled over, bursting white light through the sky and earth, chopping the dragon body into pieces in an instant.

  In the darkness, Ji Xin danced his sword against each other, the sword intent was like a forest, and the sword light was billowing like a tide.

  Lu Bei opened the way with a sword fist, and the fist seal crushed Da Chong's sword intent. The black iron sword was about to tear through the wind and thunder, and hundreds of bloodlines exploded on Ji Xin's body with just one shift.

  White light bloomed along the bloodline, and Ji Xin's body collapsed like a building block.

  The next second, the reunited body was pale and bloodless, and the moment he raised his eyes, a fist print came from far to near, directly hitting the face.

So fast!

  Ji Xin roared with confidence, an advantage of a great realm, she fell into an absolute disadvantage when meeting, and the Da Chong Sword Intent, which had been practiced for many years, became a joke in the eyes of the other party, how could he bear it.

  Black lines swept across the whole body, each piece of Daxia ancient text manifested great fierceness and great compassion, and in just a short moment, the dark tide like a demonic thought dyed Ji Xin's whole body black.

  He crossed his palm, causing ripples in the void, and the churning vortex split like a steel knife in all directions, blasting seven or eight secret realm transmission channels.

  Bringing fists and palms together, Ji Xin's body froze.

  I felt an indescribable terrifying power erupt, and a section of arm shattered silently, and then, an incomparable giant force came across like a mountain.

  Its potential, looking up like the sky, looking down like the abyss.

  Its momentum is as fast as a thunderbolt.

  Boom!

  The front of the fist touched the face door, and with an inaudible sound, a human head dissipated, and the broken body flew out like a cannonball.

  The terrifying force continued to spread. When flying backwards, Ji Xin's body that had been baptized by the thunder once was completely broken, and before the body landed, it collapsed and filled the sky with blood.

"ah!!"

   Yuanshen's painful cry resounded through the void.

   "Turn around baby please!"

  …

  Yellow Sand World.

  Zhao Shiran's head was under the scorching sun, looking at the four fitmen in front of him, his clothes soaked in cold sweat, and he blocked Li Taiqing behind him without changing his face.

"So hot."

  Li Taiqing raised his hand to fan the wind, the more he fanned, the hotter he got, and he woke up from sleepiness.

  She winked and looked around, picked up Zhao Shiran's sleeve robe, but couldn't find Lu Bei who was hiding, and immediately became unhappy.

   "Father... where's uncle, why is he missing?"

   Speaking of this, her little face turned pale, her pink lips were bloodless, and the eyes were foggy, thinking that Lu Bei didn't want her anymore.

  Boom!

  A figure fell to the ground, with disheveled hair, blood on his face, and twisted arms.

  Mu Jiling.

   Mu Ziwei is a standard ruthless person. He is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself. His primordial spirit is blocked, his mana is exhausted, and he cannot repair his physical injuries.

   "You have a hard mouth, but your companions are not as smart as you imagined. You have suffered a lot, but they are eating, drinking and having fun outside, wasting the time you bought."

  Among the four, a green-faced man teased: "The King of Xin would like to give you another chance to tell the whereabouts of your master, otherwise he will take your soul and refine it into lamp oil, and burn you for a hundred years to die."

  Mu Ziwei didn't respond, ignoring Zhao Shiran who healed her, and stared at Li Taiqing with one rounded eye.

  Master, is that you?

  Looking at each other, Li Taiqing's steamed bun face was full of confusion, and his eyes were familiar.

only…

  Looking at Mu Jiling, who was covered with scars and had one of his eyeballs gouged out, Li Taiqing ignited a wave of nameless anger, which came strangely and at a loss, but it was so fierce that he couldn't suppress it.

  Zhao Shiran was also extremely angry, and the method of speeding up the healing of injuries spared Mu Jiling's sore spots, but the sealing technique was deliberate, and she couldn't help Mu Jiling's Yuanshen get out of trouble even though she expended a lot of effort.

   With the Wen Yuan sword in hand, Zhao Shiran blocked the two of them, planning to delay and try to get Lu Bei to arrive.

  On the opposite side, the four members of the fusion period were not in a hurry, nor did they prevent Zhao Shiran from rescuing them. They had full confidence in Ji Xin.

   It is not the immortal sword intent that is invincible, but the abandonment of the scriptures. After all, the realm of this generation of immortal sword masters is a little worse.

   Clang!

  The sword edge swept across, and a white light jumped up in front of him. The violent killing power froze the bone marrow, and the four people's scalps went numb in shock.

  The light curtain melts, and the softness overcomes the rigidity, which can block the strong sword light.

  If the female cultivator holding the formation map hadn't been cautious enough to put down her defenses, this blow would be enough to cut off the heads of two people present.

"who?"

  The four of them looked intently at the end of the sword light, seeing endless murderous intent, and the primordial spirit was invisible to the naked eye.

  I can only feel a vicious eye looking down from above, without sadness or joy, embracing all the ruthlessness in the world.

   At this moment, a plain white jade hand protruded from the light curtain. The palm is not big, but it seems to contain the most terrifying power in the world. With its fingertips waving, it easily tore apart the defense of the formation.

  The four of them drew back and retreated violently. The next second, the white figure moved, reaching the peak, and stepped in front of them in one step.

  At this time, the four of them could see clearly that the little girl Bai Sha, who had been ignored by them before, surrounded her body, overflowing with black demonic energy, and her cute face was like a ferocious devil, and half of it was covered by black demonic thoughts.

  The strange scene made the four of them shudder, and the blue-faced man was filled with a huge crisis. His left eye socket hurt, and half of the world fell into darkness.

   Li Taiqing fell to the ground with eyes wide open, holding his eyeballs in his hands, blood dripped from his fingers, and under the terrified gaze of the four people, he crushed the things in his hands with a bang.

  The crisp sound of thunder rang in the hearts of the four people, and the soul was hit by an invisible impact, and their bodies swayed and almost fell over.

  Zhao Shiran covered his small mouth opened in surprise, watching this scene in disbelief, secretly thought that it was cruel, and at the same time questioned Li Taiqing's real identity.

   Is it possible that this little girl riding on Lu Bei's head and domineering is actually the Tai Tuo himself.

  Master, you have become weaker!

  Mu Jiling was quite surprised, today's Taifu gave her a kind of...

   My temper has improved, and I feel good talking.

  (end of this chapter)