Du Qiong's face turned pale.

He felt that Yuan Zhengyang was a little unprofessional.

Last words.

Just one sentence passed.

Who said so much?

"You can die!"

His figure shook and fell down the city!

Yuan Zhengyang ignored him.

The pace is getting faster and faster.

at first.

The speed was as slow as an old man, but when he could reach halfway, it turned into a afterimage.

"kindness?"

Du Qiong suddenly realized something was wrong!

Yuan Zhengyang's changes are much more than that!

The eyes became brighter and faster, and the steps were getting faster and faster. Layers of bright yellow flames flowed faintly across his body, and his breath also surged. In the blink of an eye, he had already been promoted to the infinite realm, and he still did not stop!

Infinite second level realm!

The fifth level of realm!

The seventh level of realm... is like a hidden dragon in the abyss. Once it soars, it is a great atmosphere that swallows mountains and rivers!

Lift up with the tip of your hand.

Attitude to Du Qiong in front of him, the guards, and... the inner city!

"Come on the fight!"

Crack! Crack!

As he spoke, the sword body of the Tibetan sword was covered with cracks, as if it was difficult to adapt to Yuan Zhengyang's skyrocketing strength and was about to collapse!

only.

However, the sword spirit was unexpectedly excited, buzzing Qingming, and fully cooperated with Yuan Zhengyang!

"The mantis arm is in a chariot!"

"Overbial ability!"

Boom boom boom boom!

The power of the law that hidden into the image of the domain rose up and instantly covered the sky above his head. Du Zhong's body shook and he had arrived in front of Yuan Zhengyang!

Yuan Zhengyang seemed to have not realized it.

The broad sword in his hand was as light as nothing, and it also fell down. Its movements were very light and familiar. After all, the Tibetan sword... He had waved it billions of times!

"remember!"

Du Qiong's face was stern, "Du Qiong is the one who kills you!"

boom!

The sword palms intersect, the sky explodes, and the blood mist dissipates!

A figure flashed!

Yuan Zhengyang has already arrived on the top of the city!

As for Du Qiong... Du Qiong, he died.

A sudden scene.

Shocked everyone!

They could not have imagined that even though they were just an inconspicuous sword slave in the Tongtian realm a moment ago, why could he kill Du Qiong with one sword?

Yuan Zhengyang is very considerate.

He fell directly with a sword and sent everyone back!

If you die, don't have to think about it!

Standing proudly on the city wall.

The bright yellow flames on his body became more and more prosperous, and his aura had completely entered the state of return!

Sudden!

The Zangfeng Sword trembled and instantly shattered a corner. His body trembled, and his body also shattered a corner.

Brush!

Of course, there are not only such monks in the inner city, but it can be seen from the naked eye. He was surrounded by a group of monks!

Deep in the inner city.

The aura of the Return Realm is constantly approaching!

Yuan Zhengyang was completely unaware of it.

"Rich my sword body."

"Burn my sword soul!"

"Fused my sword intent!"

The Tibetan edge raised again and fell heavily!

boom!

Rumble!

The wind and clouds in the sky were turbulent and shaking constantly. A sword was far stronger than before. Its sword was continuous and heavy, like a crack in the earth, a mountain collapse, and a sky was tilted... It directly cleaned up all the monks blocking the road in front of me!

Yuan Zhengyang laughed happily.

With a straight body, he had already entered the inner city!

"Sword Cultivator Yuan Zhengyang!"

"Today, ask about the sword town of Jiancheng!"

A heroic voice rang out.

Like rolling thunder, grand and upright, implicitly indomitable and decisive, it actually vaguely tore the sky and spread to outside the sword city!

...

Yuan Zhengyang!

Ask the sword to the sword city!

This sentence was like a huge rock plunging into the calm lake, causing huge waves in Zhenjian City!

only.

What brought the millions of monks in Zhenjian City was not chaos, but anger, disdain, and... humiliation!

For countless years.

The purpose of Zhenjian City is to plunder endlessly, and the damage is not enough to make up for it. In addition, it is to suppress all sword cultivators in the world!

These two concepts.

It has been buried deep in their hearts, deeply rooted and unshakable.

But now...

"Ask sword in my sword city?"

On the long street, a man in blue robe with a cultivation level in the realm of freedom sarcastic sarcastic: "I just don't know how to write the word "death"!"

"Whose sword slave is he?"

"How could he let him touch the inner city of Jin?"

"Even the sword slaves under his command can't stand it. They are such a useless person. If you find out who they are, you must punish them strictly!

“…”

His words.

It immediately resonated with everyone.

"Ask the sword?"

A pretty female cultivator looked at the sword slaves beside her, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Just these wastes?"
To be continued...