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Chapter 688 Three Swords

The sharp sword intent is in the battle, but among the people who are fighting in the bamboo forest, no one can see the sword trajectory except Hua Yang. Only Hua Yang's eyes that have turned pale can capture traces, which shows that Hua Yang is not worse than these two.

Puff puff puff puff...!

Dozens of deep sword marks appeared on the body of the Black Sword Tower owner Yongqing, and blood flew around with the sword marks.

Swallow...!

Several huge wounds appeared on the palace master's left leg, with blood and flesh rolling around and bones exposed, but what's terrible is that his bones are golden, but the blood has not flowed out. As soon as it surges out, it is taken back into the wound like a spirituality, and the wound begins to heal automatically quickly. In just a moment, the wound disappeared, as if it has not been injured.

"The Immortal Holy Body is still so powerful." The Black Sword Tower owner who used his abilities to stimulate the wound to heal him with a long laugh and sighed.

"The sword king's battle body is not bad either." The palace master laughed and replied with his color.

"This is the first move just now, and there are two more moves. Please give me some serious advice from the palace master." Yongqing did not speak nonsense and directly launched the second move. The black sword in his hand shook, and trembled. Countless sharp sword energy penetrated the limitations of space and time and fell in front of the palace master.

The sword energy trajectory was not visible at all. The bamboo forest shook slightly, and no bamboo leaf fell down.

In fact, if the divine formation had not been used, the half-la Demon Realm would no longer exist. In such a battle, the barriers they stimulated themselves could not be completely blocked. They were afraid of hurting the innocent, so they borrowed the divine formation in the forbidden area, which was also considered to be the accumulation of virtues of these two people.

The short sword in the palace master's hand lit up and he launched a counterattack.

There was no sound to wear, and I could only see the palace master shaking his wrist.

Mo Haichuan's eyes widened when he saw the appearance of the bamboo forest. He didn't understand at this point. On the contrary, the Black Fox Ancestor and the Peanut Ancestor Hu were already scared and almost shocked.

Mo Haichuan still couldn't understand it, but they knew a point, but they were almost scared to death. They knew that these two masters in the bamboo forest were experts, but they didn't have to be so high, right?

The cat and dog tightened their bodies together, shouting in their hearts: You can't see me, and none of you can't see me.

They decided to lead the little guy to watch for a while and retreat quickly before the end. These two men left the bamboo forest. Even if their cultivation level was suppressed to the realm of exterior and swung their swords at will, they could not stop it. Mo Haichuan, the little guy, died on the spot.

They became enlightened.

The space in front of the Palace Master and the Yongqing Domain Lord was shattered at the same time, just like two super huge mirrors in front of them, and they were hit by a giant hammer at the same time. A spider-web-like crack appeared on the mirror, expanding rapidly, and then completely shattered with a click.

The sword energy that moved through the space poured through the cracks and launched the most accurate blow to the target.

‘Puff, swish swish swish swish swish…’.

In the subtle sound, more than a hundred holes that were transparent in front and back appeared on the palace master. Although the Immortal Holy Body acted and the wound healed in a blink of an eye, the violent sword intent shattered the wound again. The wound healed again, and the Immortal Holy Body continued to work and heal itself... The wound was crushed by the sword energy and healed...

After circulating this for dozens of times, the wound finally closed and no longer burst.

The palace master was tortured very much.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Yongqing, who was shaking in the distance, with transparent holes all over his body, but without a fatal injury, and fire appeared in his eyes.

"Yongqing, do you think this is interesting?" The palace master was tricked by Yongqing and used his immortal holy body to commit suicide and was furious.

Who made his holy body a body that heals automatically at speed? Who can blame this?

"It's interesting, why is it boring? If I stab you with a sword, it's equivalent to stab you with dozens of swords. It's so interesting, hahaha." Yongqing's mouth was bleeding, and his arms holding the black sword were trembling, but his words were full of sarcasm.

"You are seeking death." The palace master could not maintain his indifferent expression, so he had to take the lead.

"Slowly, as you are, do you have to take action first? That's not nice. I have another move. You should just call this move before taking action. If you gave me three moves, it would be more respectful to others." Yongqing began to provoke.

"you……?"

The palace master exhaled a mouthful of blood in anger. Every time he competed, the damn Yongqing would use this move, forcing the palace master to attack. Although this move was old-fashioned, it was really useful.

The title of "Master of the Palace Master of the Righteous Path" represents supreme status, but it is also a restraint. If you don't want to insult your name, you must maintain your demeanor.

After all, Yong Qingming is the last of the 13,000 domain masters and the number one in the top lords of Zhengdaozang. If the Lord of Zhengdaozang cannot make three moves, as long as it is passed on, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to Zhengdaozang's prestige.

While enjoying the glory of the palace lord, this is also the responsibility he must shoulder. Maintaining the reputation of the righteous Taoist treasure is the most important part of the responsibility.

He could only hold his breath and signal Yongqing to take the third move.

Compared to the dilemma of the palace master being exhausted by reputation, Yongqing is extremely shameless. Anyway, he is just the last step among the domain masters. It is a miracle that shocks the world with the courage to use the Palace Master of the Right Daozang. In this case, it is correct to use any method to close the distance. No one will blame Yongqing for not being able to be blamed by reputation.

Who is more carefree? From different angles, the results are completely different.

Peng!

Yongqing made a third move, and his figure disappeared into the bamboo forest. When it appeared again, it had moved to the palace master's body, and the black sword exuding murderous intent pointed to the palace master's heart.

With a 'clang', the palace master's short sword was crossed at his chest at some point, and the black sword tip was nailed on the surface of the short sword. Two peerless masters faced each other, with a calm expression.

puff!

Yongqing's chest and abdomen suddenly collapsed, because the hilt of the dagger turned back and hit his chest hard, and his sternum and ribs were broken.

Puchi!

The black sword suddenly penetrated the palace master's throat.

But unfortunately, the palace master avoided the vital points of the major artery. One of his hands suddenly turned backwards and raised them up against the norm. His fingers clamped the tip of the sword that penetrated his neck. The vast divine power penetrated out and knocked the black sword out.

Puchi!

A stream of blood spurted out from the palace master's neck, and the Immortal Holy Body spurted blood. The reason was that the sword energy rushed up along the wound on the neck, hurting his sea of ​​consciousness and severely hurting the origin. Without decades of conditioning, he could not recover.

Peng!

The Palace Master kicked Yongqing's face hard.

Yongqing flew out in a spin, his face tearing, and all the bones in his body were broken, and his injuries were several times heavier than the palace master.

"Damn it!"

The severely injured palace master was furious and wanted to summon the "Daozang Immortal Sword" hidden in the sect's penalty area from the air to kill Yongqing.

But Yongqing smiled cunningly and shouted, "I dare not forget the kindness of the advice, we will have a date later." Then, the light and shadow flashed, and the dignified Black Sword Tower master saw that the situation was not good, so he moved and ran away.

Well?

The palace master did not expect that this person was so shameless and was stunned for a moment.

After a while, the divine thoughts swept out of the bamboo forest and found that the spectators had long disappeared.

He clenched his fists, and the palace master was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his anger.

After thinking for a while, his body flashed and moved directly, looking for a place to heal his wounds. For decades, he could not leave the place where healed.

It is estimated that the owner of the Black Sword Tower is in a worse condition than him.

The bamboo forest swayed without any damage.

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Chapter completed!
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