Wu Kuang exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

It seems that this matter is absolutely impossible.

Ying Ziye asked curiously: "Do you know this person?"

"I've heard of it."

Seeing Ying Ziye asking, Wu Kuang shook his head and said, "The strange sword immortal Zhao Xuanzhen, hundreds of years ago, he entered Zhixuan at the age of thirty, and entered the celestial phenomena at the age of forty..."

"It can be said to be the fifth strongest person in the swordsmanship!"

"But later, because he provoked countless enemies, he was besieged by hundreds of first-class and above strong men, dozens of people died and finally seriously injured him and fell into the East China Sea!"

Master Xiaomeng's eyes flashed, he fell into deep thought, and asked back: "Didn't he die seriously injured Chen Hai? Why is he still alive?"

"Then I can't know."

Wu Kuang was also puzzled.

Ying Ziye looked at Zhao Xuanzhen, who was standing in the void, powerful and slaughtering.

"I didn't expect to attract such an old monster!"

"But now that I'm here! Let's fight!"

"Here!"

Yuan Tiangang, the monk sweeping the floor, Hou Qing and others responded one after another.

At this time, he didn't care about destroying Tian Hu, he was just a small character.

The most important enemy of life and death is Zhao Xuanzhen, the leader of the Seven Killing Sect!

At this time, Zhao Xuanzhen suppressed countless peasant disciples in the audience alone. With a sword, even if everyone ran away desperately and wanted to hide, they still suffered heavy casualties.

Ying Ziye stepped on the void and went up to meet him.

Two-sleeved green snake!

boom!

Two phantoms of dragons and snakes swallowed the sword shadow, but they also cracked inch by inch.

"Oh!"

Zhao Xuanzhen chuckled, looked down at Ying Ziye, and said lightly: "Is the Eighth Master?"

The voice was filled with indifferentness, as if he was facing ordinary people.

"good!"

Ying Ziye stepped on the void, and the leaves under him turned into long dragons, lifted them up and came to the same height as Zhao Xuanzhen.

Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes revealed a hint of interest and praised: "The Eighth Master has a wonderful idea and can have such a trick to do in the void."

"but……"

As soon as he changed his voice, the life breath of the powerful superior vented out.

Majestic!

Ying Ziye instantly sensed a force that seemed to be a natural enemy, suppression in his bones.

He must surrender and bow down!

"snort!"

Ying Ziye snorted coldly, his momentum burst out, and his powerful aura was released.

Although it is not as good as Zhao Xuanzhen, it is not as embarrassing as the peasant disciples.

Under the huge pressure, even though his shoulders seemed to be carrying the weight of a mountain, his body was still sinking and falling, but he still held on to not bend his backbone.

Ying Ziye looked straight at Zhao Xuanzhen with his eyes burning, and said in a deep voice: "As a citizen of China, why do you want to join the barbarians of the South Vietnam?"

However, Zhao Xuanzhen had no intention of answering.

Instead, he raised his sword and pointed it at him.

"Young Master!"

The sweeping monk, Yuan Tiangang, Jian Jiu, Hou Qing, Ying Gou, Master Xiaomeng, Zhu Family, Dian Qing and others came one after another, came to Ying Ziye and faced Zhao Xuanzhen with him.

Under endless pressure, even they were a little scared and had to treat it carefully.

Seeing everyone coming, Ying Ziye breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure on his body was shared a lot.

Zhao Xuanzhen didn't stop them, but just accumulated the sword force, glanced lightly, and said, "A ants are just ants after all, are they ready to die?"

As the words fell, the infinite sword disaster occurred!

In the void, countless huge swords and catastrophes lingered in and rushed through.

The catastrophe energy shakes and the void is destroyed.

He is sharp and has not yet gotten close.

Ying Ziye and Hou Qing felt a stinging pain in their eyes.

kill!

Sword Nine and Six long swords float in the void, Sword Nine and Six Thousand Miles!

Mountains and rivers are all in this sword!

He suppressed Zhao Xuanzhen in a mighty way.

However, the infinite sword curtain fell, and the infinite sword catastrophe turned into a cycle, and the catastrophe energy destroyed everything.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is drifting, and the mountains and rivers are stained with blood.

Six thousand miles apart are destroyed inch by inch!

Under the sword curtain, it turns into nothingness.

Even the huge long sword blasted towards Jian Jiu.

It is powerful and difficult to compete with.

Sword Six!

Jiazi Six Paths Locking the Cymbiosis of Reincarnation.

The nine-six swords were thrown out and turned into a sword formation to connect with the void in front of you, induced the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turned into the power of reincarnation, and evolved into the six phantoms.

In the sword formation, the power of the six phantoms of reincarnation flowed, and the boundless long sword pierced, and was wiped out by the six swords inch by inch.

boom!

The void burst.

Jian Jiu was lifted up by a huge impact, and his whole body stinged as if his skeleton had been dispersed.

"Too strong!"

Even as an enemy, he couldn't help but praise him.

His eyes were filled with horror.

Master Xiaomeng looked cold and rushed towards Zhao Xuanzhen.

He walked over step by step, and the void all over his body was filled with inch by inch of pure qi, turning into black and white colors.

Heaven and earth are fading!

A repulsive force surged, trying to squeeze Zhao Xuanzhen out of the world, and not tolerate him in this world.

Rumble!

Thunder sounded, endless wind and clouds gathered, blocking the night sky.

The sky and the earth are all dark, only the divine beauty and spiritual lights intertwined, and the sky thunder broke through the sky and shone on the night sky.

A silver-white lightning straddled the void and struck Zhao Xuanzhen.

At the same time, Master Xiaomeng's figure moved.

With light and dust!

Be harmonious with its light, like its dust, it is as bright as it exists, and it changes its position by moving its shape.

In an instant, it crossed hundreds of feet away. Qiu Li's long sword carried the power of the boundless heaven and earth, swirled endlessly, turning into a huge whirlpool of wind and clouds, slashing towards Zhao Xuanzhen's neck.

The autumn waters of thousands of rivers, the heart is as calm as water!

"Oh!"

Zhao Xuanzhen chuckled and said, "Yes, I'm young and skilled in martial arts, and I'm even more amazing than me."

"However, the genius who died has no future!"

After the words are finished.

The Border Sword Curtain killed Master Xiaomeng again.
To be continued...