Chapter 9, The old man who walked out of the sword cave, Part 1
~Date: ~September 21~
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The once extremely prosperous Baijian Valley fell here in a moment, with smoke and dust everywhere, sparks everywhere, and a desolate scene.
Chen Aotian, the master of the Bible Sword Valley, stood in the void, looking at the scene silently, heartache as if dripping blood, his fingernails penetrated deeply into the flesh, and he was unaware of it.
Slight blood flowed from his palm, looking so dazzling.
All the disciples of the Sword Valley, standing behind him, witnessing their homes becoming like this, were all bleak and their eyes were bloodshot and their eyes were bloodshot, but they could not help.
The hatred in the hearts surging like a river, looking at the people in the sect who were originally gentle and gentle. They were originally called brothers and brothers, and each brother loved each other. At this moment, when the trouble of the sword valley was in trouble, they all turned into jackals. , in the chaos and searching for their tongues, their eyes were filled with resentment.
A great birthday turned into a strange disaster. After this battle, more than half of them were destroyed. Although many of them were blocked by the way, more people saw those flying swords. Afterwards, he developed a desire to be greedy and deliberately damaged it.
The swordsman's valley has been built with countless swords, and it has accumulated countless treasures, with no less than ten treasures. At this moment, it has become a treasure that can be looted. Anyway, no one can see anyone in the chaos. Even if you see it, this is the one Jiangu has not fallen anyway, so I can't do anything to myself.
Even if it's only tonight, Bai Jian Valley can survive, but its vitality is severely damaged. It will take at least hundreds of years to recover... It's basically removed from the Wushuang Kingdom Sect.
Many female disciples who worshipped Jian Gu were worried and couldn't help but burst into tears. When those male disciples saw their junior sister crying, their eyes couldn't help but turn red and sore.
Soon everyone retreated, including the old woman in black in Linglong Xiaozhu, the elegant middle-aged man in white in Meteor Sect, the old man in green in Jinyan Palace, the sick swordsman in Sun and Moon Sect, the old man in iron flute from Qiankun Gate, and There are Red Powder Villa Blood Refining Hall, Zijing and…
Even if they were all heroes, when facing a real Xuanzong strong man, they had to retreat and dare not stay. In the whole field, there were only a few people left.
The Lei Zong Lei Jitian, the old blood bird sect of the Medicine King Valley, the old demon god of the demon Tian Skeleton in the Skull Hall, and the green-clothed woman in the Lenghuo Palace, as well as the Lord of the Sword Valley, Chen Aotian and the "Dead Sword" "Zhang Songyuan, and a group of disciples worshipping Jiangu.
"Hehe..." He sneered twice, and looking at the silent people in the field, the strange man in the feather clothes said coldly: "Why, aren't you leaving yet?"
Lei Zong Yan Jitian, Medicine King Valley Snake Old, Blood Bird Sect Mr. Lan Da, Demon God Valley Skull Old Demon, but with the support of the sect behind him, even if the other party is a powerful Xuanzong person, there is not much fear in his heart. .
Yan Jitian stepped forward, hugged his fists, and put on a respectful expression and said, "This senior brother Yan Chongtian, for this sect leader of Ren Lei Sect, is also a sect-level powerhouse. Although the senior is very powerful, this place is ours. Lei Zong discovered first that even if the senior wants to take the big head, he should give us some soup, otherwise...
At this point, he smiled pretending to behave, and the meaning in his words was self-evident.
Seeing that Yan Jitian had already spoken, the old demon of Demon God Gutian said coldly: "Yes, after all, senior is just a lower-level Xuanzong who has just entered the sect level, and our four sects all have sect level. The strong are in charge. Although the seniors are powerful, they may not be able to offend our four sects at the same time!"
The leader of the Lei Sect, Yan Chongtian, is the middle-level Xuanzong and the Demon God Valley, and is also a quasi-median Xuanzong-level strongman. They both rely on their power behind them and think that even if this strange guy is domineering, he dare not be so bold.
Knowing his strength, he has just entered the lower Xuanzong realm, but it is much worse than the background of the two sects. It is not wise to offend the two sects. I think when I hear them claiming their own identities, I will definitely take a step back.
Give up some of the benefits.
Although the old snake of the Medicine King Valley and Mr. Lan of the Blood Bird Sect did not speak, it was obviously the same. Therefore, under the scolding of the weird man in the feather clothes, the rest of the people were so scared that they ran away one by one, but the four of them were all scared.
But standing there, motionless, was determined that this feather-clothed monster did not dare to treat people from their four major sects.
Otherwise, with their strength, how dare they be so arrogant in front of a strong sect.
On the Wangjian Peak, the feather-clothed monster heard the words of Yan Jitian and Tianskull Old Demon, laughed instead of anger. He looked coldly at the people in the Cold and Nuan Hall on the other side, and said with a smile: "Oh, where are you, that's it.
Not the same?"
The woman in green clothes in the Cold and Nuan Hall heard this, but she just sneered disdainfully: "Same, my Cold and Nuan Hall is not worthy of being with a group of incomparable sects. I would like to stay if I want to stay, and I would like to leave if I want to leave, you, little
What can Xiao Xuanzong do?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Yan Jitian, Tiansku Old Demon and other four people all glared at each other. However, when they saw the disdainful gaze of the woman in blue, they did not dare to refute.
After hearing the words of the woman in blue, the monster in feather noticed the markings on their sleeves. When she saw red lines on her cuffs, she circled a blue ice flower for six circles.
The color of the meat also changed.
Then, he laughed wildly: "It turns out to be the six-star deacon of the Lenghuo Palace. OK, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant and arrogant. It is said that you, Zuo Binghuo, are only about to cultivate to become Xuan King, I don't know if there is any
This matter.
The woman in green snorted coldly and said, "Since you know the reputation of our two hall masters, Ice and Fire, you should know that I am doing things in the hall, and I never ask why, and I am not controlled by anyone. The affairs of the two hall masters,
How could you, a little Xuanzong, be able to inquire about it!"
Outside the field, the others' faces changed drastically when they heard this. The powerful Xuanzong, in the eyes of this blue-clad woman, looked nothing. You can imagine how proud she was, but everyone felt relieved when they thought about it.
The Leng Nuan Palace is worthy of being the Leng Nuan Palace. It is said that there are no less than ten powerful people at Guangzong level in it. The two main hall masters are even more accused of achieving the realm of Xuanwang. How could such a person care about an ordinary Xuanzong who has just entered the sect level?
If you offend the Lenghuo Palace, you can easily kill him by sending any guardian-level figure.
Although the woman in blue had not advanced to the sect level, her momentum was unfathomable. Even Yan Jitian and others could not see through it, and it was obviously almost at the edge. Moreover, she had control over the various things in the Hall of Cold and Warmth.
If the great secret technique is really fought, it may not be lost to a Xuanzong.
Therefore, others were afraid of the strange man in the feather-clothed clothes, but they didn't care about it at all. The same was true for the disciples of the Cold and Hut Palace. None of them retreated, as if they regarded the strange man in the feather-clothed clothes as if nothing was seen.
"well!"
The strange man in feather clothes seemed to be angry and smiled to the sky for a long time, and then he wanted to get angry. But after a moment, he didn't know what he thought of, his face changed slightly, and he didn't say anything again. He stopped looking at Leng Nuan anymore The disciples of the palace asked the last group of people, namely Chen Aotian, the Lord of the Sword Valley, and a group of disciples of the Sword Valley, and said coldly: "What about you, what about you?"
At this moment, his voice was as cold as ice, and anyone could hear the murderous intent in his voice. Obviously, he had been successfully angered by the Cold and Nuan Hall, but due to the power of the Cold and Nuan Hall, even such a person would not If you dare to offend, you can only vent your anger on the people next to you.
The Lord of the Baijian Valley looked coldly at the feather-clothed monster standing on the Forget Sword Peak, with no trace of fear in his eyes. Obviously, at this moment, he had put everything aside. He heard this, but said coldly. : "This is for me to worship the forbidden area of Jiangu. Except for me to worship the disciples of Jiangu, you must not trespass. Now, you are standing on the forbidden area of my sect and asking why I am here, isn't it the greatest thing in the world Ji!"
"Dead Sword Master" Zhang Songyuan also had a cold look. At this moment, behind him, a pitch-black sword appeared at some point, hidden in the void, and only a afterimage was cast, like a weapon of the god of death.
He looked at the feather-clothed monster on the Forget Sword Peak and said coldly: "It is a crime to worship the sword valley and destroy my forbidden land. This hatred and this hatred are irreconcilable!"
Below, Gao Ge, a disciple of the Sword Valley, started to start and led by Yan Yuwu, the third disciple of the Sword Valley, and Chen Feihong, the young master, said loudly: "Sword Valley disciple, the heart is like a sword, and he will never retreat even if he dies. , it would rather die together than live alone, the sun shines brightly on my heart, and die with the enemy, and end with the faction...
"Okay, OK, OK..."
Seeing this scene, the feather-clothed monster on the Wangjian Peak said three good words in a row. He raised his hand coldly. Between his fingers, five red feathers were as bright as blood, and coldly looked at the people below.
"Would you rather die together than live alone? It's better to worship the sword valley. The ancestors looked down on you before. Since that's the case, I'll send you on your way!"
He raised his finger and said, "Push, pounce, pounce, pounce, pounce..."
The five red lights, like phantoms, disappeared in just a moment, and worshipped the sword lights of Chen Aotian, the master of the Sword Valley, and Zhang Songyuan, the "Dead Sword Master", were thrust into the sword lights of the whole body, and they were about to stop them. However, when those red lights passed by them, Just a pause, the direction changed. The next moment, the five disciples of Baijiangu who stood closest were covering their throats. The gurgling blood kept flowing out, "Puu..." and the five disciples of Baijiangu Immediately, I fell to the ground in anger.
Chen Aotian shouted sadly, and the light of the Sky-Splitting Sword behind him shone brightly. He held it in his hand, and a terrifying sword aura surged into the sky. The Dead Sword Master Zhang Songyuan was also really angry. With a move of his hand, the black sword behind him suddenly passed through the air and automatically floated in front of him. At this moment, he actually closed his eyes, and black air was everywhere on his body, but a thick stream of energy was filled with The strong murderous aura is constantly rising.
However, the feather-clothed monster didn't even look at them, and his hands raised again, "Puff...", and amid the sound, five disciples from the Sword Valley fell silently, and no one could see through that No one can escape the five rays of light, everyone is like a target, but although there is fear in the eyes of the disciples of Baijian Valley, no disciple retreated. They pulled out the long sword behind them, with a solemn expression, one by one The sword light soared into the sky from their top gate, forming a vast sword light, illuminating the void. The sky was shining with light. At this moment, only sword energy was left, as brilliant as a galaxy.
Then, these sword energy passed through time and space and gathered on the two people in front. The Lord of the Sword Valley, Chen Aotian and the Dead Sword Lord were both shocked. Then, their aura that had already reached its peak actually turned out to be the best. Start climbing again.