In an instant, countless strong people rushed over.

He set up sword formations one by one, but Xiao Qisha was like an invincible god of war. In a flash of his fingers, he wiped out all the strong!

Feng Liu is also very safe to follow behind.

Anyway, with the strength of these people, it is too early to defeat Xiao Qisha.

At least, the Seven Killing Sword Formation they set up was full of loopholes even in Feng Liu's eyes.

Not to mention Xiao Qisha, the person who created the Seven Kill Sword Formation?

Especially now that he has achieved great success in the sword heart field, his strength can be said to be unfathomable.

The Sword Heart Realm is a powerful soul skill created by the wild soul master. It cannot be obtained from the soul beast. It can only be achieved by diligent cultivation by oneself.

You need to have high enough talent and have extremely high attainments in the sword path before you can understand it.

With his own strength, Xiao Qisha really comprehended the secrets.

Under the realm of the sword heart, everything in the world can be a sword!

Every flower and leaf, birds and beasts, even the blood in the human body can do it.

Once you use your full strength, you will be extremely terrifying!

Xiao Qisha didn't even activate his martial soul, and just used the sword heart field to smooth out all the tricks they used.

Moreover, he still held back.

Many people were just knocked away, seriously injured, and did not die.

Otherwise, with Xiao Qisha's strength, it would be completely effortless to kill them.

In an instant, countless disciples came out one after another, but after all the inner disciples were shaken away, these people only dared to stand by and not take action anymore.

Bang!

Stepping out, the earth collapsed.

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

At this time, they also walked to the gate of the hall. Looking at the disciples surrounded by water, Xiao Qisha frowned and said coldly: "Why, I won't go?"

"Are the disciples of Qisha Palace so bloodless now?"

"Even if my disciples under my former command are just Soul Sects, they will never retreat a little! Faced with a strong enemy, I would rather die than take a little step back!"

The sound fell, and the soul power behind it was inspiring, accompanied by the silver light, the Seven Killing Sword fell from the sky and pierced directly into the depths of the ground.

Sharp!

A huge hole broke out from the earth, like a spider web, looking extremely terrifying.

"It's only three thousand years passed. Where did the blood of the Qisha Palace go?"

"This... is this the Seven Killing Sword of the former Palace Master?"

"Can this person really be the former palace master?"

"Didn't the Palace Master say that he died in the Xutian Secret Realm? Why, he is still alive now..."

Xiao Qisha took a step forward, and everyone retreated one after another.

He glanced around, only saw him suddenly lifting a mouthful of soul power, and shouted loudly: "Elder of the Qikill Palace, where is it?"

"Where is the King of Seven Killing Palace?!"

The sound was like thunder, rolling by, terrifying.

Feng Liu couldn't help but take a few steps back, as if he didn't expect Xiao Qisha's strength to be so powerful.

"Get out of here!"

Rumble...

Countless disciples were almost kneeling down by the terrifying sound waves. Under the pressure of the emperor, it made them extremely difficult for them to breathe.

In addition, this Seven Killing Sword made everyone feel even more suffocated.

Could it be that the person in front of me is really the Seven Killing Demon Lord who has fallen?

More than three thousand years ago, there was a famous saying circulating above Soul Martial Arts 6: Who doesn’t know Xiao Qisha?

At that time, Xiao Qisha was the most dazzling person in Soul Martial Arts 6, no doubt about it!

At this moment, I saw a young man slowly coming out with a cold expression: "Hmph, who are you? Are you worthy to call my father's name directly?"

The young man's eyes were cold, and he obviously did not take Xiao Qisha seriously at all. "When my father came out, it will be your death!"

"Oh……"

Xiao Qisha immediately sneered, his eyes as if he was like a sword, staring at him tightly, "Are you Wang Po's son, Wang Feng?"

"You know what you know and recognize me, but you still haven't stepped down? Don't think that my father is in seclusion and you can be here to be presumptuous!"

"Hahaha!"

Xiao Qisha immediately laughed to the sky, "In seclusion? Not to mention you, even your father dared not be so arrogant in front of me!"

Sharp!

The sharp sword roared out, sweeping through Wang Feng's shoulder directly.

Swish...

The clothes were broken and blood splattered out.

Wang Feng screamed and roared: "You dare to hurt me? You are dead! You will definitely die!"

"Injure you? Even if I kill you, what's the point! Kneel down!"

Under the pressure of the emperor, Wang Feng was as strong as the waves, and the oppressed Wang Feng could not move, so he could only kneel on the ground powerlessly, his eyes full of anger.

As the young master of the Seven Killing Palace, he has never suffered any hardships on weekdays.

"Wang Po, you won't come out to see me for a moment, so I will give him a sword. As for how long I can last, it depends on his luck."

Sharp!

Another sword burst out, directly cutting off one of Wang Feng’s fingers!

With the terrifying sword energy, no one dared to take a step forward.

Who dares to help?

This is the great emperor’s power!

The earth-shaking power of the emperor...

Blood gushed out, and Wang Feng kept screaming, but it didn't work at all.

If you want to blame him, he blames him for being too stupid, and he jumped out of Xiao Qi's murderous intent.

Who dares to come out at this time? Isn’t this seeking death?

Thinking of this, Feng Liu also laughed, standing beside him, his face fading.

No one dared to come out under the agitation of the soul power around him.

"You...you are waiting to die!"

"oh?"

Xiao Qisha was also excited, but he didn't expect that a mere Soul Emperor would dare to give up such bold words to him.

You know, even the Soul Emperor's powerful man had to retreat in front of him.

When did a little soul emperor dare to do such a rash thing?

In an instant, another extremely sharp sword was unsheathed.

Swish...

As the space penetrated, Wang Feng's left hand was cut off at the same root, and countless blood was spewed out.

Wang Feng burst into shrill screams, his eyes full of horror.

"My hands...my hands..."

Blood kept gushing out, but Wang Feng was unable to move under the pressure of the emperor.

"Wang Po, I will give you another chance. Next time, I will cut off his head with my own hands!"

The Seven Killing Sword was raised high and landed directly on Wang Feng's neck.

Gudu…

Wang Feng was so scared that his legs trembled. Now he realized how terrifying Xiao Qisha was in front of him!

The name of the Demon Lord was not a joke. If you want to blame him, he would blame him for hitting the gun, which angered Xiao Qisha.

Otherwise, Xiao Qisha would not have used him to threaten Wang Po to come forward.
Chapter completed!