Chapter 469

  The sky of the Milky Way fell down, and the sword light rolled and rippled, killing them in front of the four people with a violent momentum that seemed to be slow and fast.

   The lethality of this blow seems to have surpassed the Great Perfection in the integration period. Even the monks in the calamity period have to stand by, and the four of them cannot save themselves if they join forces.

   A loud bang.

   At the moment of the close call, the loud noise that reached the Yuanshen sounded like thunder, and the four looked at the black-clothed figure in front of them and respectfully called the King of Xinxin.

  The man is eight feet long, his obsidian-like eyes flicker with awe-inspiring vigour, his eyebrows are like eagles, and he is imposing.

   Qi Yan, Ji Xin.

   Four cultivators, three men and one woman, from Qiyan's Xiantian Mansion, all of them were big figures of the sect master or elder level, arrived in Wuzhou with Ji Xin, and were responsible for collecting intelligence from the three western states.

   The start of the integration period, you can imagine how professional this team is.

Qingqian lost two states in a row, lost the Tianjianzong's signboard, lost the general trend of the Iron Sword Alliance, and lost the Laochao Bu Laoshan, completely gave up the dream of recovering the country alone, chose to rely on Qi Yan, and agreed to join forces to split Wu Zhoucheng. land.

   At this time, the youth and cadres gathered in Guanzhou. The two robbery period sat in town, attracting Wu Zhou's attention. Ji Xin led the four fit period, bypassed the front-line blockade, and spied intelligence at the rear.

   It was said to be intelligence, but it was actually the tribulation-transcending monks dispatched by Wu Zhou, how many and who they were.

The rest of the tribulation period, the Wu Zhou royal family, and the Emperor Jizong had arrived at the front line in Guanzhou at the specified time. A few blind cats encountered dead mice and arrived at Xiwang County along the way. They found that they stopped for ten days. The unmoved imperial master.

   Originally just wanted to verify the information and left, not to argue with Tai Fu, without any promise, Tai Fu has no news, the world has evaporated, and even the direct disciple Mu Jiling doesn't know where she went.

  A wise man will always have a loss, and a fool will always have a gain.

  Abandoning the wise, taking the fool, another way of saying, the house is broken and it rains overnight, and the east is not leaking and the west is leaking. They can't find Taifu, but they found Lu Bei, the sect master of Tianjian Sect.

   The fighter plane was fleeting, and Ji Xin made a decisive decision to capture Lu Bei and hand it over to his allies. If he could not be taken down in a short time, he would kill him on the spot and send the body to the Qingqian Camp.

  According to the information provided by Qinggan, Lu Bei holds the immortal sword intent, and the innate level restrains the holder of the nine swords sword intent, which is the sword of evil.

   Therefore, this person can only be killed by Qi Yan cultivator.

   As a tribulation monk, Ji Xin is convinced of his own strength. Lu Bei may have a good record, forcing Yan Jun to be helpless, but when he encounters a tribulation master who does not have the Nine Swords Sword Intent, he immediately reveals his true form.

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

   In addition, Ji Xin, who has been practicing Sword Intent since childhood, really wanted to learn how the Immortal Sword Intent is so dazzling that after a thousand years, it is still praised by swordsmen in the world.

   The brilliance flashed, and the moment Ji Xin appeared, the Daxi Palace disappeared, replaced by a beautiful landscape.

   All things disappear, birds and insects breathe.

  Lu Bei closed his eyes and sensed that he could not find a living creature in the vast mountain range, and frowned at Ji Xin who was dressed in black.

  The four disappeared during the fusion period, and Zhao Shiran and Li Taiqing were also not at the scene. Here is one side stitching the secret realm.

   In his eyes, golden light mixed with killing intent.

   "Qiyan people?"

   "Exactly, Sect Master Lu is polite, this Wang Ji..."

  Shoo! !

   The whistling sword light slashed straight down, killing him in an instant, and one side of the world was shattered, and all colors were eclipsed in front of this white light.

   Good sword intent!

   Ji Xin's eyes were wide open, and the gray and white were intertwined. He held a broad sword in his hand. The mighty sword intent permeated all directions. The narrow and long cold front swept across.

The    sword lights collided, thunder roared, and the momentum was so great that the hurricane exploded in all directions, and pushed the mountains to the ground.

  The dust is rushing to the top, and the sky is dark.

Ji Xin held the broad sword with trembling arms, and his eyes were full of amazement. Hope for recovery."

  For the usual, the talkative Lu Bei had to run a few words, saying something like he hadn't exerted his strength yet.

  Today, he was full of murderous aura, and he was worried about the situation of Zhao Shiran and Li Taiqing.

  Shangqing sword hangs high in the sky, the vast sword light is scattered, and the streamer rain bombards the earth.

Below   , the iron sword swept across the desolate hurricane, the waves slapped the void, and half of the sky burst into black cracks. Under the agitation of the sword, this sewed secret realm was like a rippling lake.

   In the next second, the lake surface turned into a mirror, and the crumbling world was left in darkness.

  A earth dragon turned over, stubbornly not falling, a wisp of sword intent spilled over, bursting white light pierced through the sky and the earth, smashing the dragon's 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 rolling like a tide.

  Lu Bei's sword fist opened the way, the fist mark crushed the sword intent, the black iron sword was about to tear apart the wind and thunder, and just one wrong body exploded hundreds of blood lines on Ji Xin's body.

  The white light bloomed along the blood line, and Ji Xin's body collapsed like a building block.

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

So fast!

   Ji Xin roared with confidence. With the advantage of a big realm, he fell into an absolute disadvantage when he met, and the sword intent that he had practiced for many years became a joke in the eyes of the other party, which made him how to bear it.

  The black pattern swept across the body, and the ancient texts of the Great Xia showed great ferocity and compassion. In just a short moment, the black tide like a demonic thought dyed Ji Xin's whole body black.

   He slapped his arms across the sky, causing ripples in the void, and the stirring vortex steel knives generally split all directions, blasting seven or eight secret realm transmission channels.

   Fist and palm borrowed from each other, Ji Xin's body stagnant.

   An indescribable terrifying force erupted, and one arm was shattered without a sound, and then, an unrivaled giant force came across like a mountain.

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

   Its potential is as fast as a thunderbolt.

  Boom!

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

   The terrifying force continued to spread, and when he flew upside down, Ji Xin's body, which had been baptized once for the thunder, was completely broken, and the body shattered before it fell to the ground, and the sky was full of blood.

"what!!"

   Yuanshen's pain screamed through the void.

   "Please turn around baby!"

  …

   Yellow Sand World.

   Zhao Shiran had the scorching sun above his head, looking at the four fit men in front of him, cold sweat soaked through the clothes behind him, and he kept Li Taiqing behind him without changing his face.

"So hot."

  Li Taiqing raised his hand and fanned the air.

   She blinked and looked around, grabbed Zhao Shiran's sleeve robe, but couldn't find Lu Bei, who was hiding, and was immediately unhappy.

   "Father... Uncle, why is he gone?"

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

  !

  A figure fell to the ground, his hair was tangled, his face was covered in blood, and his arms were twisted into twists.

  Mu Jiling.

  Mu Ziwei is a standard ruthless person, ruthless towards others, even more ruthless towards himself, his primordial spirit was sealed, his mana was exhausted, and he could not repair his physical injuries.

   "The mouth is hard, but your companions are not as smart as you think. You are suffering, but they are eating, drinking and having fun outside, wasting your time."

   Among the four, a green-faced man joked: "King Xin would like to give you another chance to explain the whereabouts of your master, or else take your primordial spirit and refine it into lamp oil, and burn you for a hundred years to seek death."

   Mu Ziwei did not respond, ignoring Zhao Shiran, who was treating her injuries, and looked at Li Taiqing with one eye round.

  Master, is that you?

   Looking at each other, Li Taiqing's steamed buns face was full of confusion and familiarity. He always felt that he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember who the other party was after racking his brains.

only…

   Looking at Mu Jiling, who was full of scars and had one eyeball gouged out, Li Taiqing ignited an unnamed anger, which was strange and overwhelmed, but it was so violent that it couldn't be suppressed.

   Zhao Shiran was also extremely angry, speeding up the healing method to avoid Mu Jiling's pain, but the sealing method was deliberate, she spent a lot of energy and could not help Mu Jiling Yuanshen get out of trouble.

  Wenyuan sword in hand, Zhao Shiran blocked the two of them, thinking about delaying, and trying to get Lu Bei to arrive.

Opposite to   , the four fit together were not in a hurry, nor did they stop Zhao Shiran to rescue them. They had full confidence in Ji Xin, and the immortal sword intent was inherently invincible, but it also depended on who the user was.

  The invincible is not the immortal sword intent, but the abandonment of the scriptures. This generation of immortal sword masters, after all, the realm is a little worse.

  锵!

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

  The curtain of light melted open, and with softness overcomes rigidity, it can block the strong sword light.

  If the female cultivator with the array map was not careful enough and never put down her defense, this blow would be enough to kill two people on the field.

"who?"

   The four of them fixed their eyes on the end of the sword light, and there was an infinite murderous intent in their eyes, and their primordial spirits were invisible to the naked eye.

   can only feel a fierce eye overlooking the sky, no sorrow or joy, and the world is ruthless.

   At this moment, a plain white jade hand protruded out of the light curtain. The palm was not large, but it seemed to contain the most terrifying power in the world. It waved at the fingertips and easily tore the defense of the formation.

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

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

   The bizarre sight made the four people's hairs explode, and the blue-faced man was flooded with a huge crisis. His left eye socket hurt, and half of the world was plunged into darkness.

   Li Taiqing fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, holding the eyeball in his hand, and blood dripping from his fingers.

   The crisp sound resounded like thunder in the hearts of the four of them, the Primordial Spirit was hit by an invisible impact, and the body swayed and almost fell over.

   Zhao Shiran covered his surprised open mouth and watched this scene in disbelief. While secretly ruthless, he questioned Li Taiqing's true identity.

  Is it possible that this little girl riding on Lu Bei's head to make a fortune is actually Taifu himself.

  Master, become weaker!

   Mu Jiling was quite surprised that today's Taifu gave her a kind of…

   His temper has improved, and he feels good to talk.

   (end of this chapter)