"boom!"
Han Baodiao's body spun 360 degrees in the air for more than ten times, and finally fell headfirst to the ground. His head was thrust into the soil like an upside-down onion, causing stars to appear in his eyes, his skull to crack, and he almost fainted from pain.
past.
"Is this all you have?"
A cold and arrogant voice came to my ears, "I'm afraid I can't even defeat the larger chaos beasts, but I dare to wander around in this area."
He pulled out his head hard, shook it a few times, shook the dust off his head, bared his teeth, and glanced left and right.
Not far away, Tuoba Killing the God and Yuwen Splitian also had solemn faces and earth-colored faces. Especially the fat man's face was dripping with blood, and he looked very miserable.
Only Lu Qingyan was still safe and sound, but her pretty face was also pale, and her right hand holding the sword was trembling.
The eyes of the female swordsman, who had always been shy, showed a rare look of fear.
Not far away, a tall figure stood proudly, with a square face, gray clothes that had been washed a little white, and a long sword hanging across his waist behind his back, exuding an unimaginable domineering aura.
Just now, it was this man who threw the three major disciples of the Sword Pavilion like sandbags. His movements were easy and carefree, as if he was throwing three mice instead of three top sword cultivators.
During the entire process, not only did he not draw his weapon, he did not even raise his left hand.
When this man's gaze swept over her, Lu Qingyan felt a chill in her heart. She instinctively tightened the sword in her hand, but she didn't have the courage to swing it out no matter what.
The huge gap in strength actually made her feel powerless when facing Tie Invincible.
The only difference is that the killing intent in the man in front of him is more real, as if he can tear himself into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Is this the strong man inside the Gate of Chaos?
Can any random person be as good as the old man?
Moreover, his temperament is so changeable. What he said was good at one moment will turn out to be inexplicable the next moment?
Looking at the mysterious man in gray in front of him, Han Baodiao's mind was spinning, he had a grimace and was speechless for a long time.
When they first entered the Gate of Chaos, the disciples of Jiange did not appear in the same place, but I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but the four of them were not far apart.
As a result, Tuoba Godkiller relied on the secret method of the Sword Pavilion to quickly find his separated junior brothers and sisters. With the mutual support of his classmates, apart from some ordinary chaotic beasts, he did not encounter too many dangers along the way. The four of them
His mood gradually calmed down, and he gradually began to think about how to obtain the energy of chaos.
It was at that moment that the four of them encountered the man in gray in front of them.
Just when the other three were on guard, Han Baodiao was the first to run up and strike up a conversation with the other party.
At first, the man in gray had a gentle attitude, answering all questions and appearing to be very patient. For a time, the four of them thought that things had finally turned around and they had met a kind person from the Gate of Chaos.
Unexpectedly, when he asked about the identities of the four people, the word "Sword Cultivator" that Tuoba Godkiller said casually made the other party furious, and he suddenly threw the top disciple of the Sword Pavilion out.
Seeing his sudden attack, Yuwen Litian and Han Baodiao were horrified. Just as they were about to take action, they were caught and thrown out one by one, ending in disgrace.
"Don't be so nervous."
As if aware of Lu Qingyan's emotions, the man in gray glanced at her and said coldly, "I don't hit women."
"We have never met you, and we have no enmity or enmity."
Lu Qingyan bit her lip lightly and glared at him, "Why did you want to sneak attack on the three senior brothers?"
"You call this a sneak attack?"
The man in gray clothes seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and sneered again and again, "If I wanted to make a sneak attack, your senior brothers would already be three corpses."
"Oh? So powerful?"
Being slighted by him, Han Baodiao couldn't help but flew into a rage. He drew his sword in his hand and said, "Draw your sword! Han wants to see how you turn me into a corpse!"
"To deal with an ant like you."
The look of disdain on the man in gray's face grew thicker, "Why use a sword?"
"very good!"
Han Baodiao could no longer hold back, he exerted all his strength with both feet, and his body turned into a shadow and galloped towards the opponent. He shouted sharply, "You brought it on yourself, so you can't blame me, the third person in Daotian"
Style, large system..."
"boom!"
Before he could finish shouting the name of the move, he suddenly felt a flash of gray in front of his eyes. Someone had already grabbed his head and pressed him heavily on the ground. There was a loud noise, and the violent impact seemed to shatter his skull.
Blood flowed out from all the seven orifices, and his consciousness was blurred. For a moment, he couldn't figure out where he was.
"The eighth form of Tao Tian, Tao is always inaction!"
"The second form of Dao Tian, harmonious with light and dust!"
Seeing that he was knocked down after less than one encounter, Yu Wenlitian and Lu Qingyan were both shocked. They stepped forward with their swords and each used their unique skills to slash at the man in gray mercilessly.
"boom!"
However, in just half a breath, the fat man followed in the footsteps of Han Baodiao. His head came into close contact with the ground. For a moment, his eyes rolled up, he foamed at the mouth, and almost fainted from the pain.
At the same time, Lu Qingyan felt an irresistible force rushing toward her face. Her delicate body flew out involuntarily and hit a hill in the distance. Her pretty face turned pale in pain, and her spine was about to crack.
People seem to be falling apart.
For some reason, the man in gray always attacks Yu Wenli Tian more harshly, as if he has aversion to fat people.
"With this little strength, do you dare to shamelessly call yourself a swordsman?"
After easily dealing with the three of them, the man in gray patted the corner of his clothes and said softly, "This word is simply insulting."
"I see, your Excellency took action just because we consider ourselves sword cultivators?"
Tuoba leaned his God-killing sword on the ground, his eyes flashed, and he looked straight into his face and said, "I, Tuoba, have been practicing God-killing for thousands of years, and I have never seen such a tyrannical and domineering person. All of us disciples of Jiange use it."
Swordsmanship, lifelong hard training just to pursue the true meaning of swordsmanship, what is it if it is not swordsmanship?"
"As long as you don't contaminate these two words, I don't care what you are?"
The man in gray had a cold expression and said arrogantly, "As for the title of Sword Cultivator, you are not worthy of it!"
"You don't want me to scream, but I insist on screaming!"
Tuoba Godkiller raised his long sword across his chest, grinned and said, "We Jiange disciples have no other characteristics, except that we have strong bones that are constantly broken!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable and shocking force burst out of his body, and endless sword energy spread across the world in an instant, unparalleled in dominance and sharpness.
At this moment, he was no longer a person, but a sword.
An unparalleled sword!
"Huh?"
The man in gray clothes shrank slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"The ninth form of Daotian!"
When the momentum accumulated to its peak, Tuoba Godkiller's eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly gave a sharp shout. His sword came out like a dragon, and with boundless determination, he went straight to the opponent's eyebrows. His speed and momentum were so incredible.
Realm, "Tao follows nature!"
This is an ordinary sword, as if it was made by a rookie.
But it was a sword that shocked the world and made ghosts and gods weep. It vowed to smash the earth and pierce the sky!
No gorgeous words can accurately describe the power of this sword.
Facing the last sword of Daotian's Nine Swords, the man in gray showed a little solemnity for the first time on his face.
He did not launch an attack as before, but allowed Tuoba Killing God to fully display his sword move. Then he suddenly raised his right arm, and quickly closed his index and middle fingers to clamp the oncoming sword blade like lightning.
Then, there is no more.
The terrifying sword intent suddenly disappeared. The tip of the sword was still three inches away from his nose, and it could no longer move forward.
How can it be?
Tuoba Godkiller's expression changed drastically, and he used his soul power crazily, but the sword seemed to be welded to the opponent's finger, unable to move at all. A storm surged through his heart, and everything felt so unreal.
The world-shaking ninth form of Daotian was actually cracked so easily.
"boom!"
Just when he was still in shock, the man in gray reached out with his left arm, and with a strike like lightning, he grabbed his face and slammed the head of the top disciple of the Jiange Pavilion to the ground like a Han Baodiao, knocking him seven times.
If you eat meat and vegetables, you will see stars in your eyes, and you will almost die.
What the hell kind of freak is this!
If the Gate of Chaos was full of powerful men of this level, I really don’t know how those people left alive in the past.
Under the severe pain, Tuoba's consciousness of killing the gods was blurred, but such an idea still appeared in his mind involuntarily.
"answer me."
After easily knocking down four people, the man in gray suddenly pulled out the sword from his back and pointed it directly at Tuoba's God-killing eyebrow. His voice was as cold as ice and he asked word by word, "Are you a sword cultivator?"
"I am a swordsman."
Tuoba Godkiller stared at him without fear, grinned and said, "If you ask this question ten thousand times, the answer will not be any different. Kill or behead as you please. Anyway, in my heart, the disciples of Jiange are special
He is a true swordsman."
"Is it?"
The man in gray pointed his sword at the other three people and asked this question respectively, and they all got the same answer.
"I lost my life for a false name."
He frowned and asked with some confusion, "Is it really worth it?"
"If you are also a swordsman."
Tuoba ignored the pain and laughed loudly, "You shouldn't ask such stupid questions!"
"Very good, since you want to be a swordsman so much."
The man in gray clothes was silent for a long time, then suddenly put down his sword, smiled slightly and said, "Then I will help you."
At this moment, two muscular figures suddenly appeared in the sky above the five people.
This chapter has been completed!