Chapter 436: Sword If Shocked

If a sword is lightning, it sounds like a thunder.

They only saw a stream of rainbow tearing the sky above them, and before they turned back, they heard a loud noise, and then they saw an ordinary sword nailed to a huge plaque.

"Oh!"

A huge bronze bell fell from the sword and fell heavily between the two red platforms, crushing the ground to crack like dense spider webs.

This sword was not just flying by itself, there were two bronze bells high on the sword, but the speed was too fast before, and everyone couldn't see clearly.

After the sword was nailed to the plaque, the bronze bell fell.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet, the people of the Jianxin faction are gods, they have never encountered such a daring character at the gate of the Jianxin faction, the rest are surprised, surprised that the madman across the river and lake dares to be so crazy, directly in Jianxin The big disciple smashed the factory at the wedding banquet.

And some of the people who have a little vision have been shocked. They can use an ordinary sword to hang a bronze bell that weighs less and also weighs two hundred pounds. From the foot of the mountain, what kind of strength should this person have? Everyone compared themselves silently, and then completely cold.

"Click!"

In a silence, the plaque over the sky cracked from the place nailed by the sword, and then divided into two halves. It fell on the bronze bell on the ground and made a crisp sound, but this time it was mixed with splashed gold shards The cracking sound was more like ruthless taunt.

Everyone in the audience turned around and looked at the steps together.

A tall figure with a stone mask on his face is stepping up step by step. The figure moves slowly, his footwork is steady, and eight swords are inserted behind him. As his footsteps move, it seems that he will jump out of the sheath at any time. Blank step, take the first level!

"Chen Qingyi, send a bell to Jianxin!"

In the shadow of the silhouette, a word was uttered, the sound of a thunder blasted through the whole mountain.

Send the bell, send it to the end!

Congratulations on someone's big wedding day, naked shame!

"It's him!" Leng Qiutong recognized Xu Qingmo at a glance, and immediately grasped the arm of Meng Qinglou with excitement. "He's here! He's really here! He said he'd come!"

Meng Qinglou stopped and looked at the steps. The figure with a body of one thousand people could not help but tremble. Although he knew he would come, he was shocked when he saw it.

But after this shock, why is there a hint of jealousy?

Jealous of his disciples?

Jealous of not being able to wear red makeup, standing on the stage and watching him climb mountains for himself?

"Lingsu" Mei Yuhuang suddenly woke up, only to find herself being put on a chair by the master.

"You are indeed my most proud disciple. I got a leaf incense and actually woke up so soon." The master looked at her, wondering whether it was appreciation or heartache.

"I'm going to save Lingsu!" Mei Yuhuang didn't have time to investigate her fainting situation. She jumped out and rushed out, but she was stopped by her master.

"Master! You have to stop me! Even if you stop me today, I will go!" Mei Yuhuang said flatly.

"I will only stop you once," Master said. "But for now, you should take a look first."

Mei Yuhuang looked for a moment, then followed Master's gaze, and saw that person went uphill in the retrograde direction, and everyone was afraid to breathe out.

"Who is he?" Mei Yuhuang was surprised, then quickly turned to see Yue Lingsu.

I only saw Yue Lingsu wearing red makeup, she cried so much that Pear was raining, the red makeup was shaken, the red head cover was lifted off, and the wind drifted away. She herself rushed to the red platform to kneel down and looked down. Just to be one step closer to that figure.

"It's him" Mei Yuhuang remembered the person Yue Lingsu said before, and could not help but develop a sense of crisis.

"Bold, dare to insult me ​​Jianxin faction, never when I do not have Jianxin faction!" The host standing at the top of the steps finally sobered up and angered, "like a tiger!"

"Jianxin sent Zhongruhu, come to take your first class!" A handsome figure rushed out of the seat beside the steps, and Han Jian in white, stabbed at Xu Qingmo.

"The sword is crazy like a tiger!"

"He is the three disciples of the Jianxin faction, only under the sword's son Xiao Jianming and the swordswoman Xiao Shuhua, but the third generation of Jianxin faction!"

"It is said that he was only one step slower for Xiao Jianming, and he was preparing to break through the realm."

"Let him shoot. It seems that Jianxin faction wants to end this farce as soon as possible, so that it will not be prolonged for a long time. Their face of Jianxin faction will be lost."

"The tiger sword in his hand is a tiger sword that is one of the five famous swordsmen of the Jianxin faction. It is imposing and has a little resistance."

Everyone was amazed, Zhong Ruhu had come to the steps in front of Xu Qingmo, standing high, stabbed with a sword, fierce momentum, like a tiger downhill, the guests who were slightly weaker on the lower sides were frightened by his momentum, showing fright Expression.

"warehouse"

A scabbard screamed, a cold mang leaped from Xu Qingmo's back, a wolverine figure flew upside down, and a lilies of blood splashed into the sky.

"thunderbolt"

The sound of a crisp sword shattered, and the fragments spread like snowflakes.

The words of the crowd didn't fall, and Zhong Ruhu had flew upside down and fell to the ground with blood spitting out. The white clothes were immediately stained with red flowers. The whole man twitched, blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and looked at him in horror Xu Qingmo, who was at ease, had already lost his flesh with his right hand, and the tiger sword in his hand was completely broken into pieces that were no larger than the fingernails.

Xu Qingmo also threw away the hilt of the sword body that disappeared in his hand, and without looking at Zhong Ruhu, he crossed his legs and continued up the mountain.

"Hissing"

A breath of cool air rose continuously in the guest seats on both sides. ,

Zhong Ruhu, who holds the Tiger Sword, was cut by a sword on the terrain he was best at hitting, and fell to the ground to spit blood, and he couldn't get up!

The Tiger Sword is directly fragmented and dissipated!

Although the sword in that man's hand was also broken, the most common Qingfeng sword sold to ordinary people at that time was like a toy knife under a kitchen knife before the Tiger Sword!

However, the tiger sword is broken, and the Qingfeng sword has a hilt. It can be seen that this person is not only powerful, but also has more control over his own power than Zhong Ruhu!

Everyone looked at Xu Qingmo's eyes, suddenly panicked.

When did such fierce people appear on the rivers and lakes!

"Sancai Sword Formation!" The host at the top of the steps yelled again.

Three white figures jumped out together, surrounded Qi Qing Mo Qi Qi, the sword tip slightly jittered, like a cobra looking for an opportunity to be thrown out at any time.

"The three talented sword formations, the sword formations that the Jianxin faction relies on most, a group of three people can send out ten times more power. It is the biggest killer of Jianxin sent disciples."

"These three people are all in their forties. At that time, the backbone of the Jianxin faction was not under the strength of Zhong Ruhu. They played the three talented sword formations. Even the strong ones who had returned to the real world had to mess around and watch the Jianxin faction I'm really afraid of Chen Qingyi. "

"I don't know if he can survive the Sancai Sword Formation."

"Although I have to admit that he is very powerful, and Zhong Ruhu was destroyed by one sword, but if you want to resist the three swords of this power, let's forget it."

"No, I think he can defeat this sword array!" Leng Qiutong said suddenly, clenching his fists with both hands, staring at Xu Qingmo's voice.

"Little girl's family, what do you know? The power of Sancai Sword Formation is not comparable to that of a bell like a tiger."

"Huh, I believe him!" Leng Qiutong focused his head.

"warehouse"

There was another sword-singing, followed by the sound of broken swords.

The three blood-stained figures spread apart, and Xu Qingmo threw away the hilt of his sword and raised his leg to continue up the mountain!

The few people who were just discussing were suddenly silent. The person who mocked Leng Qiutong's face turned into a pig's liver.

"The Sancai Sword Formation was also cut down by him!"

"That's the Sancai Sword Formation!"

"What's the matter with him, why is he so scary, this strength, how do I know now!"

The surprise sounded from time to time, and they were astonished at the appearance of Xu Qingmo.

"My sword-heart pie. It's not where you scatter the wild, gossip sixty-four sword array!" The host angered, loudly.

"嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖"

Forty-six white figures flew out as though wearing flowers and butterflies, surrounded Xu Qingmo, kept spinning, and the center of the circle pointed by all the sword tips was always Xu Qingmo who kept climbing.

"Gossip sixty-four sword array! I actually saw this sword array!"

"This is the Jianxin faction and the Zhen faction. At that time, the Sancai Sword Formation was the ultimate sword formation. According to legend, it is a sword formation applied to the battlefield. It is only a horrible sword that can only be defeated by an enemy that cannot be defeated. Array! "

"It is said that all the people who died in this sword formation have become flesh. Even the closest people cannot recognize where the fingers are and the knees!"

"What about those who didn't die?"

"No one who can come out of this sword formation"

"Even if he is better than the sky, if one is deeply trapped in this kind of sword array, it won't be broken by breaking a sword or two."

"I still believe him, he will win." Leng Qiutong said firmly.

Everyone glanced at Leng Qiutong, and then shook their heads. They all felt that Leng Qiutong was confused and did not want to argue anymore. Instead, they looked at the stone face over there to resist the terror of gossip with their own bodies. Fourteen Sword Formations!

"Click!"

Among the sixty-four spinning figures, there was a sound of broken swords.

Everyone looked around. Whose sword was broken?

"It's him! His sword is broken!" Someone exclaimed.

Yes, the sword in Xu Qingmo's hand is broken, while the remaining sixty-four swords are intact, rotate faster, and go further from Xu Qingmo's body!

Xu Qingmo threw away the sword handle in his hand and pulled out the fifth sword from his back.

"Click!"

It was another sword breaking, which was not unexpected, or Xu Qingmo's Qing Feng sword was broken. The remaining sixty-four sword swords were about to cut through his clothes and pierce the mask on his face!

"Sure enough, he cannot be the opponent of this sword array."

"It's over, he can at most pull out another sword, and then it's time to crush his bones."

"A person, no matter how bad his brain is, it is also trying to die. He came to the Jianxin faction to make trouble, and he died."

"No!" Leng Qiutong stood up and said.

"Little girl, there are no heroes in this world. Anyone who wants to be an enemy will not end well. He is dead."

"No!" Leng Qiutong looked at Xu Qingmo's eyes with a firm look.

"Click!" At this point, the familiar voice sounded again.

"Look, his third handle is broken, he is dead"

"Crush!" The man's voice didn't fall, and there was a broken sword again.

"Huh?" Everyone was surprised, shouldn't they just say one? Doesn't that guy just pull out two swords?

"Click!"

"Click!"

""

The sword broke incessantly, one after another, a total of sixty-four!

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