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Chapter 501 Cut the September!

Zhao Feng's body has been cultivated to the fourth level of the Immortal Demon Thunder Body, and he has a divine kingdom that looks like a real small world. His combat potential is far beyond that of ordinary powerful people in the True Saint Realm. His current physical strength." It can even be comparable to the strength of the ferocious beasts in the original realm of the Heavenly Saint Realm. Naturally, it will not be weak because of fighting with Yue.

"Who dares to come to my September Sword Hall to cause trouble!" A man with a nine-month sword uniform tattooed on his body turned into streams of light and flew towards him.

"Star Sword Sect Zhao Feng, come and kick the hall! Let your owner come out, this is gambling money! Three hundred top-grade spiritual jade!" Zhao Feng waved his hand, and a bag of spiritual jade flew into the dojo.

"Just because you want to see my father, go home and practice for another three thousand years! Come on with me and beat him out! Be careful not to hurt that girl, I will have a good time tonight!" One has The handsome man with a level 6 silver strength and a frivolous smile on his face pointed at Zhao Feng and his party and ordered.

"Yes! Young Master!" Nearly a hundred powerful men wearing nine-month sword suits and possessing silver level six to silver level ten holding sword techniques in one hand, wielding sword techniques, and sword lights that looked like bright moonlight came from Zhao Feng stabbed in all directions.

"The dragon has nine sons, which is very different. The Nine Month Sword Sect is really not worthy of its name, it is simply trash!" Zhao Feng frowned, and a sword point was stabbed out. In an instant, hundreds of star sword lights were divided into differentiated, and the The bright moonlight sword lights were all shattered into pieces, and the sword cultivator in the September Sword Hall cut off his arms.

The entire September Sword Hall was shrouded in a layer of blood in an instant.

"Although this September Sword Hall is one of the three major sword halls of the Sword City of the God-Slaying Sword City, its reputation is far less than that of the Tianyi Sword Hall and the Xiangdian Sword Hall. In this September Sword Hall, its reputation is far less than that of the two major sword halls. There are all some playboys. If it weren't for their pavilion owner, they were geniuses of the Sword Sect of the God-Slaying Sect, "This sword hall is not at all!" Wan Ziqing, who was on the side, sent a voice to Zhao Feng.

"I am Wu Ren, the son of Wu Jian'an, the owner of the September Sword Hall! Don't hurt me, otherwise my father will not let you go!" The handsome man with a frivolous face saw the cultivator in a pool of blood. The scene of breaking your arms, eyes filled with fear, and you said loudly.

"Tell your father to get out, otherwise I will demolish the September Sword Hall!" Zhao Feng kicked Wu Ren and kicked him away into the September Sword Hall.

"Dad! Dad! Someone is here to kick the hall! He killed many people in our September Sword Hall!! He said he wanted to avenge them!!" Wu Ren was kicked by Zhao Feng and flew into the September Sword Hall" immediately issued a message The sound of slaughtering a pig.

"What a waste!" Zhao Feng shook his head. Although Wu Ren has the power of level 5 in silver, his performance is worse than that of some ordinary soldiers in the Naupton plane.

"Wu Jianan was in the fierce battle between a strong man in Wanbeast Mansion and was hit by the other party's vicious curse and lost his fertility. "He only has such a son." Therefore, he was extremely fond of this son. His fond of his son They are very famous in the Sword City of Killing Gods. This son was spoiled by him and turned into a useless waste. He practiced for five thousand years before he had the power of the Heavenly Level 5. "In Sword City of Killing Gods There is also a laughing stock in the middle." Wan Ziqing sent a voice to Zhao Feng.

"Who is it! Who dares to hurt my Wu Jianan's son!" With a roar, a burly man with a claw mark on his face and a black eye mask. "A middle-aged man wearing a nine-month sword robe flew here. .

"Is it you? Let me die of trash!" Seeing the disciple of the September Sword Hall with broken arms all over the ground, Wu Jianan was furious and did not give Zhao Feng a chance to speak, holding a silver moon sword in his hand.

, and slashed out with the power of the True Saint Realm with one sword. A sword light that was as sharp as the bright moon was slashing towards Zhao Feng.

It is very likely that the attack will be affected by the innocent, but Wu Jianan only wanted to kill Zhao Feng with one sword, and did not think too much about it.

"Destroy it for me!" This sword has already enveloped the ten thousand purple green. "I want to kill all the ten thousand purple green together." This made Zhao Feng really angry, and he stabbed out with a sword point." A dazzling star was shining with eyes.

When the light soars into the sky.

The star sword light and the bright moon sword light intertwined, and both disintegrated. The sharp sword energy swept across all directions. Several disciples of the September Sword Hall who were lying on the ground were instantly cut into pieces by the sword energy.

Counting cuts.

Zhao Feng grabbed Wan Qingzi with his left hand and began to draw out the sword path of Zhou Tian Xingchen Sword with his right hand.

Above this area's original realm, the ten stars above the Sword of the God-Slaying Sword City were all activated by the Zhoutian star sword intent, and the star divine lights were immersed in Zhao Feng's sword path.

Zhao Feng stabbed out with a sword point, and the glory of countless stars turned into a huge star sword. "Slashed towards Wu Jian'an. This time, Zhao Feng did not hold back at all, compared to the stars when he fought against Yue Qian.

The sword light is more than twice as strong.

"September appears!" Feeling Zhao Feng's sword intent as he soared into the sky." Wu Jian'an felt a stern, and a crisis surged into his heart. In an instant, the sword in his hand drew a mysterious trajectory.

Countless bright moonlights flew out from the silver moon sword, revealing one extremely bright moon after another. There were nine moons in total. The nine moons were like nine stars, guarding the pure and pure thread in the center.

The silver sword light of the x pierced towards the huge star sword in the sky. "Every time one appears in the nine moons, it can double the power of the silver sword light." September comes out together, and can make

The silver sword light increased by nine times, which was extremely extraordinary and extremely terrifying sword technique.

The giant star sword mixed with countless star powers and the nine-month sword energy that had increased its power nine times were bombarded together.

A moon collapsed around the nine-month sword energy. When the nine-month completely collapsed, the giant star sword slashed from the sky, shattering the silver sword technique and landing on Wu Jianan's body.

, cut his body into two pieces, and blood splattered everywhere.

The remaining sword energy spread around, slashing the disciples of the September Sword Hall to their bodies, and they were covered in life and death!

"The September Sword Hall is really a famous person! I don't want your spiritual jade either! Break it for me!" Zhao Feng pointed out, and a starry sword energy instantly stabbed the sign of the September Sword Hall.

, cut it into two pieces and dropped it on the ground.

Seeing the signboard of the September Sword Hall being cut off and fell to the ground, Wu Jianan's face turned pale and his eyes were full of resentment, looking at Zhao Feng, with indescribable hatred. His right arm and right leg were cut off, and his body was also

Most of the time he was cut open. Although he was seriously injured, he had the healing medicine of the God-Slaying Sword Sect, and he could not die of this injury.

The signboard of the Sword Hall is cut off or taken away, and the signboard is not allowed to be hung within a year. This is the rule of the Ten Thousand Sword Empire, which is to make people know that the sword hall is weak, and the practitioners in the Sword Hall will also

Living in shame.

"September Sword Hall was picked!"

"Who is that person? Wu Jianan from the September Sword Hall was actually seriously injured by his sword. He is so strong!"

"The signboards were all killed, and the September Sword Hall is so embarrassing this time!"

“…”

There was a lot of noise here, and soon a group of troublemakers gathered to point fingers here.

"Let me down!" In Zhao Feng's arms, his pretty face was covered with a layer of blush," said in a delicate voice.

Zhao Feng put her down.

"Are you going to the Xiangdian Sword Hall?" Wan Qingzi didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Feng. After a while, she calmed down and asked. Just now, she felt the shocking sword intent on him in Zhao Feng's arms, and defeated him with one blow.

Wu Jianan's domineeringness also caused ripples in her heart.

"Yeah!" Zhao Feng nodded.

Bai Qingzi led Zhao Feng toward the Fragrant Butterfly Sword Hall.

"This is the direction to go to the Xiangdian Sword Hall! Are they going to the Xiangdian Sword Hall!" A pervert suddenly guessed the truth when he saw the direction of Zhao Feng's advance.

Groups of sword cultivators followed Zhao Feng's footsteps and rushed towards the fragrant butterfly sword hall.

The Fragrance Butterfly Sword Hall is the only sword hall among the three major sword halls of the Killing Sword City. The construction is not much different from the other two major sword halls.

Before Zhao Feng walked to the fragrant butterfly sword hall, he was about to violently break the barrier of the sword hall with a sword. Two beautiful swordsmen with a level seven in the sky, wearing seven-color butterfly pattern embroidered with seven-color butterfly pattern

The beautiful girl in costume came up to meet her.

"Are you Zhao Feng, the successor of the Star Sword Sect?" A beautiful girl with a round face smiled sweetly at Zhao Feng.

"That's right!" Zhao Feng said.

"My name is Zhang Tiantian." This is Li Xiaoyu. My house owner is welcome. Please and your friends come with us!" The round-faced girl said to Yang Zhao Feng with a sweet smile.

"Okay!" Since the other party is polite, Zhao Feng did not force anyone to do anything. He followed Zhang Tiantian to the inside of the Fragrance Butterfly Sword Hall with Wan Qingzi to the inside of the Fragrance Butterfly Sword Hall. After Zhao Feng and the other party entered, they were outside the Fragrance Butterfly Sword Hall.

The barrier opens again, making it impossible to see the reality and reality inside.

"Go in!"

"Damn it, I really want to know what's going on inside!", "..."

Those who are good at it were blocked by the barrier. "Wandering outside, none of them had the courage to break the barrier like Zhao Feng and break the barrier and break into it.

In the Fragrance Butterfly Sword Hall, there are all female sword cultivators. Zhao Feng glanced over and found that these sword cultivators were all beautiful women with unique characteristics and temperaments.

Those beautiful sword cultivators also looked at Zhao Feng curiously. This Fragrance Butterfly Sword Hall does not welcome men. "There are only a handful of people who have entered this Fragrance Butterfly Sword Hall in the past.

Through the corridors, Zhao Feng and Wan Qingzi came to a room with a faint fragrance of women and the fragrance emitted after the burning of the fragrant wood of Wannian Cang.

"Please wait a moment, my house owner will be here later!" Zhang Tiantian arranged for Zhao Feng and Wan Qingzi to sit on a jade mat and said with a sweet smile.

Soon under the guard of six female swordsmen wearing fragrant butterfly sword robes, "the beautiful and heroic female swordsman with a long sword on her waist, one of them was covered with long hair as if passing through a black waterfall, and her skin was as bright as jade.

"The face is peerless, and the eyebrows are mixed with a hint of charm and heroic spirit. A peerless beauty who looks a little alternative strode into the room.!~!


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