An earthly king, his army is a warrior; wherever the sword points, he looks down upon him!

The king of swordsmanship rules all sword intentions in the world. He accepts the sword intentions of the world as one sword, and all swordsmen bow their heads and become vassals!

Nowadays, Su Youyi, with her cultivation in the sixth realm, is still unable to absorb the world's sword intent, but she is in a secret realm, and now she can barely bear the sword intent of a secret realm.

This secret realm is originally the ruins of Guyue Valley Sect, buried among the numerous bones under the loess, and there are not a few sword cultivators there.

Even if the person dies, the sword’s will remains!

For some reason, Su Youyi felt that the sword spirit here had an extraordinary hatred for the abyss, even the sword sent by the senior.

Isn't it clearly stated in the records that Guyue Valley was destroyed by the Blood Demon?

But Su Youyi can't think about that much now. The embrace of her senior brother behind her is so warm, and the sword intention passing through her hand is full of concern for her.

The road to the emperor is inherently lonely, high above the ground, and no one can approach it.

But when Liang Yi took the initiative to hold the sword, he didn't feel any resistance from it. Instead, he meekly accepted his presence.

"I will never refuse senior brother, and the same goes for my sword!"

Su Youyi's voice was as small as a mosquito, but the true emotions contained in it still quietly reached Liang Yi's ears.

Liangyi said nothing, but silently held his junior sister's hands tightly.

There are few swordsmen, but with him, junior sister will never be alone!

In Yue Bai's jealous eyes, this magnificent sword light finally fell, and it struck Qiu Feng, who was imprisoned by the blood dragon, without any deviation.

"ah!!!!"

This sword far exceeds the upper limit of the Sixth Realm monks. Even Chen Hua could not achieve this level in the Sixth Realm, not to mention the blessing of the "Abyss Sword Intent" Linyuan Sword Intention, allowing him to attack the Sixth Realm.

Qiu Feng's damage has climbed to a new level!

The shrill and painful wail resounded throughout the world, and the magnificent sword light directly submerged Qiu Feng in the ocean of sword intent.

The endless sword intent is raging, this is a storm more terrifying than the abyss wind, it is a swordsmanship scene that Qiu Feng has never seen in his life!

This sword is not only the sword of Liang Yi and Su Youyi, but also the sword of thousands of dead sword cultivators buried under the soil!

Under such a sea of ​​sword intent, the torrent of Taoist magic exerted by Qingqiu Fushu controlled by Yue Bai was finally able to stop.

Yue Bai was panting and floating aside. If the senior hadn't helped her from the distance, she would have been unable to hold on.

When the moonlight stopped, the Qingqiu floating book in the mid-air slowly disappeared from the world. He was just a phantom in the long river of time, without even a trace of his own wisdom. After completing his mission, he will return to time.

long river.

Liu Rouxin also retracted her spear, her face was pale and her whole body was weak, she was so tired that she almost collapsed.

Holding the spear in her hand and gently stroking it a few times, Liu Rouxin could also notice the large cracks on the gun's body.

This gun is made from the backbone of a true dragon, and the body of the gun is the current body of the true dragon soul. Since the body has become like this, the condition of the true dragon soul inside is even worse.

In order to hold back Qiu Feng, the True Dragon Soul was almost beaten to the point of dissipating itself.

Su Youyi leaned on her senior brother's chest, or in other words, the two of them relied on each other, using each other as a point of support to prevent them from collapsing.

Now Liang Yi and Su Youyi feel nothing but fatigue, and the spiritual energy in their bodies is also empty, and they can't squeeze out even a drop.

The green lotus within the Liangyi Sea of ​​​​Consciousness is sickly, and the candle in the big hole is only a little bigger than a bean, swaying and showing signs of extinguishing.

With that sword blow just now, Liang Yi really had no reservations. Now, even against the first-level monk, he could only be beaten passively.

The imperial crown on Su Youyi's head had already disappeared with the swing of the sword, and the strange phenomena all over her body had also disappeared.

After simply taking two elixirs to restore spiritual power to relieve the urgent need, and signaling to Yuebai that she was not in serious trouble, Su Youyi weakly turned to look at the senior brother behind her and asked: "Senior brother... who will

Die?"

The ocean of sword intent has not disappeared, and Su Youyi can only detect that Qiu Feng in the center seems to be not dead yet!

Liang Yi shook his head. Although the sword he and his junior sister used together was powerful, it should be no problem to seriously injure a monk at the early stage of the eighth realm. But even if Qiu Feng is just a clone, he still has the strength of the mid-eighth realm, plus Linyuan Sword Intent

The blessing may only be a serious injury rather than a direct kill.

"But fortunately, Uncle Orange has passed."

Liangyi turned around and glanced at the wind wall formed by the abyss's breath of wind. A fist-sized hole in the wall was really insignificant in front of the wind wall that spanned the entire world, but it was just enough for Uncle Orange to shrink in size and get through.

Among them, only Uncle Ju knows the will of the abyss best, so it is the best choice to let Uncle Ju go after that thing. Liang Yi and the others are just trying to divert Qiu Feng's attention.

But even Liang Yi didn't expect that his junior sister would actually hide such a trump card. It seemed that this was what was in the golden ball of light that his father-in-law left for his junior sister.

After plunging headfirst into the mound, leaving only his feet dangling in the wind, Liangyi pulled out Zhou Zuixi. Liangyi took his junior sister, Yuebai and Liu Rouxin to a spot that had been flattened by the aftermath of their battle.

I plan to take a rest.

"As long as I'm here, you can't kill them!"

As early as when Liang Yi and Su Youyi struck out with their swords, Zhou Yuqing and Baihu Shi had already stopped fighting.

Even when their battle was in full swing, that sword was attracted by the dazzling light of the imperial crown.

Such a stunning sword did not move them much, but what was contained in this sword and the sword path that the sword master wanted to take made them look at him with suspicion.

If this kind of swordsmanship doesn't appear, it will be fine. Once it appears, he will definitely become the top figure at that time, just like Chen Hua back then.

Bai Hu, who understood this very well, felt murderous intent rising in his heart. They really couldn't let such a person live!

Moreover, if he can kill a prodigy of this level, it will be of great benefit to the path he wants to take.

But before he could take any action, Zhou Yuqing, who had already seen through what he was thinking, spoke coldly.

"If you have the skills, you might as well go and see if the Abyss Messenger is dead."

Zhou Yu spoke softly and mocked, gloating with his arms folded.

As long as she is here, Bai Hu will not let Liang Yi and Su Youyi get a hair out of their way, but to keep them here, her strength alone is still not enough.

So she didn't want to die here with the White Tiger Envoy. The best outcome would be for these people to just run away.

The White Tiger envoy also had some hesitation on his face. He didn't feel bad that all his subordinates were dead or injured, but if he went back in despair without gaining anything, then even he himself wouldn't want to let him go, not to mention the leader's punishment.

What's more, if he wants to climb higher in the future, the blood demon in this secret realm is of vital importance to him, and he doesn't want to give up.

But the current situation is really unfavorable for him, leaving him in a dilemma.

He can't ignore the guy below. No matter what their relationship is, they are naturally in the same camp. If they want to continue to take action in this secret realm, they must have that guy's help.

Just when everyone's actions were suspended, the mighty sword ocean storm below had begun to gradually subside.

Although the shadow in the center of the storm looked very weak, it still had some vitality left and could resist the sword without dying.

The transformed body has long since disappeared, and Qiu Feng has now returned to the shape of that palm, and three of the fingers on the palm are broken, leaving only the thumb and index finger.

A sword wound penetrated the center of the palm, stabbing him to the core. He was now bleeding profusely.

The entire remaining hand was densely covered with sword marks, and the bones were clearly visible. Now it looked more like this hand was made of withered bones.

At this time, Qiu Feng was filled with shock and anger. He was really about to be beaten back to his hometown. It would only be a small injury but a big shame!

Now that the source of power that makes up this hand has been severely damaged, even if he leaves directly, he will still suffer heavy losses, so it is better to fight for this source instead of killing those juniors, so that he can still gain something!

The white tiger envoy in the sky is no longer reliable. After he recovers from his injuries and comes out of the abyss, he will definitely make that guy look good!

"Now...how much strength do you still have in your body?" Although Qiu Feng himself was in extremely poor condition, he could see that the people below him were also at the end of their strength.

Now he can still manage to mobilize some spiritual power and kill a few juniors who have no power to fight back without any problem.

A face appeared on Qiu Feng's incomplete palm, with a mocking look on his face. He wanted to see if these people would still be as confident as before when faced with such a big fear as death!

Originally, he wanted to humiliate these guys before they died, but in order to avoid long nights and nightmares, he stopped talking nonsense and just wanted to let these hateful guys taste the feeling of death!

He retracted the wall of wind that blocked the sky and sun behind him, and then he regained some strength.

Qiu Feng smiled coldly, waved his palms, and the abyss wind turned into the shape of a fierce wind beast, roaring like a sharp sound breaking through the air, and trampled away towards Liang Yi and others!

However, when Qiu Feng saw the expressions on the faces of Liang Yi and others, he was stunned.

Because when faced with such a fatal dilemma, Liang Yi and others showed fearlessness on their faces, with no trace of the fear of facing death.

"Is it possible that these guys have some trump cards?" Qiu Feng's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

But shouldn’t this kind of trump card have been used up just now? How could it still be retained until now...

In order to stop himself from thinking wildly, Qiu Feng secretly controlled Gale to speed up his bite, trying to kill these guys before the bad premonition came in his heart!
Chapter completed!