The sword is ruthless, but people are even ruthless!
The sword is merciless, and so are people!
In just a flash of lightning, the young master of Lingxu Sect, Si Changkong, who was still complacent a second ago, was beheaded by a sword...
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The sword energy swept across, the heads were separated, and the heads were flying. This scene was like a fault, divided into three scenes, which impacted everyone's visual nerves one after another.
Even Luo Feihong and Luo Feiyu couldn't help but change their expressions.
After fighting for so long, the other party showed off their weapons! .??.??
Could it be that the opponent is not only powerful in physical strength, but also a swordsman?
north.
Inside the tower.
Mingwei Qingluo, the three guardians were suddenly greeted with silence.
The leader of the Bing Pavilion, Li Jian Wuchang, clenched his hands into fists and said in a deep voice, "Have you finally drawn your sword..."
At this moment, even Ghost Lord Fu Ce stood up from his seat and walked slowly to the stands.
"Lord Ghost Lord?"
"Brother Wang?"
Everyone quickly retreated to both sides.
Jun Fuce didn't say anything. He looked at the chaotic battle ahead from a distance.
…
On the rooftop of the sky, the situation changes.
The flames of war cannot be stopped, and the murderous intention cannot be suppressed.
Si Changkong's head fell to the ground, and the body in front of Xiao Nuo fell to the ground. A more intense battle seemed to be about to begin.
"Wow!"
The cold wind roared, Xiao Nuo's robe was fluttering, and the sword in his hand was stained with blood.
"Answer me, how can you... kill me?"
This is a question!
Even more provocative!
The most direct provocation is not only aimed at Qianye Bei, but also against everyone.
After being horrified, the shock on everyone's faces subsided, and then turned into ferocious expressions again.
"Kill! Don't be scared by him!"
"He is at the end of his strength!"
"superior!"
"..."
At this moment, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. Everyone would rather believe that Xiao Nuo would not be able to hold on anymore than believe that the other party could
Fight your way out of the siege.
Two figures quickly approached Xiao Nuo.
"Kill!"
"Hand over the Purple Xuan Holy Order!"
"..."
Just as the swords in the hands of the two men were slashing towards Xiao Nuo, Xiao Nuo passed through the middle of the two people like an aurora.
"hiss!"
"Chi!"
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Nuo struck out three swords in a row.
The gorgeous sword light is like the intertwining halos of stars. The moving two people and even the divided paper figures are swaying warm blood in a broken picture.
"kill!"
One after another figures followed closely behind, facing the Purple Xuan Holy Order, facing one hundred thousand Holy Orders, and under the heavy reward, not many people were willing to back down.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Nuo's mouth.
"You... did your best!"
Suddenly, the Thousand Mile Wing behind Xiao Nuo burst out with silver lightning, and together with the Thousand Mile Wing's activation, Xiao Nuo was immediately tripled in movement speed.
"Whoosh!"
A beam of silver lightning passed by, and accompanied by the passionate roar of the sword, a figure's chest was torn open by the Sky Burial Sword.
"ah!"
The gorgeous blood rain resonated with the shrill screams, and the next moment, Xiao Nuo jumped to another place.
"Qiang!"
Another person failed to react. The cold scene cut across his throat mercilessly. His pupils vibrated and he could only see a wisp of black shadow.
The killing has begun!
With the assistance of Qianliyi, rays of silver lightning crisscrossed the crowd, and everyone could not find Xiao Nuo at all. They could only see the lightning-fast sword energy and the crimson rain of blood...
…
"Moving so fast!" Outside the battlefield, Luo Feiyu looked shocked.
She asked Luo Feihong beside her, "Can you keep up with his speed?"
Luo Feihong shook his head slightly, "I don't know either."
Luo Feiyu solemnly said, "It's so shocking. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. This is the combat power that a seventh-level King of Kings realm can unleash!"
Luo Feihong replied, "Compared to
His movement speed and his sword moves are even more powerful!"
"Um?"
"Didn't you notice? Even some holy armor can't stop his sword energy."
"I discovered that his sword also has a special layer of sword power. Even the simplest basic attack is actually no small matter!"
"..."
As spectators, Luo Feihong and Luo Feiyu watched very carefully.
The Sky Burial Sword itself is the most advanced weapon, and with the blessing of the Destruction Sword, its power is even more powerful.
Xiao Nuona's basic attack, which seems to be the simplest and most direct, also has terrifying lethality.
The battle on the field has reached the most intense level.
Man perish for wealth, bird perish for food, this sentence best reflects the current situation.
Everyone involved thought that Xiao Nuo was about to run out of spiritual power, and also thought that they had a chance to kill him.
Zi Xuan Holy Order, one hundred thousand Holy Orders... This temptation is too great!
"Kill! Kill him!" Qianye Bei stood at the foot of the field, holding the crescent halberd tightly, his eyes filled with anger. "He can't hold on for long, kill him!"
Today, if Xiao Nuo is not eliminated, Qianye Bei will not be reconciled.
In his opinion, Xiao Nuo seemed to have become a serious problem.
If the other party doesn't die, he can't sleep all night.
Driven by Qianye Bei's huge reward, enemies came to kill Xiao Nuo in an endless stream.
However, at this moment...
"Clang!"
Qianliyi behind Xiao Nuo burst out with thunderous fury.
Manic silver arcs covered the entire Qianli Wing.
A flash of lightning flashed in Xiao Nuo's eyes, and he shouted in a cold voice, "The sharpness of lightning!"
Lightning Sharpness, a new skill added after Qianliyi upgraded!
The weapon refiner of Fanxian Tower integrated a thunder and lightning array into it, which can give Xiao Nuo's attack a certain "paralysis" power.
"Chichi!"
As the brilliant thunder light bloomed, Xiao Nuo raised his sword in front of him, the shadow of the sword flickering in his eyes.
"Sky Burial Sword Technique..."
Suddenly, with Xiao Nuo as the center, a magnificent and unparalleled sword formation spread out in all directions, and the figures approaching Xiao Nuo all stood on the sword.
In the array.
The next moment, a cold word "kill" suddenly appeared under everyone around Xiao Nuo.
"Not good!" someone exclaimed.
"Quickly retreat!"
"..."
Sensing this unusual aura, everyone quickly stepped back.
However, the "sharp lightning" originated from Qianliyi suddenly filled the entire sword formation, and all the people standing in the sword formation felt "numb".
Although the power of this thunder and lightning is not strong, and it is not enough to cause huge damage to people, the moment of stagnation between masters is fatal enough!
"Qiang!"
The loud sword chant turned into the chant of the God of Death.
Xiao Nuo opened his eyes, murderous intent spread across the world.
"Ten steps and one kill!"
Ten steps to kill, the third form of the Sky Burial Sword Technique, but it is the third form blessed with "the sharpness of lightning".
Absolute attack, gorgeous presentation, after a moment of space stillness, the breath of death descends...
"His! His! His!"
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
One after another, the sword energy is like an ink-colored brush painting between heaven and earth.
The ultimate sword move creates an unparalleled bloody splendor.
The chaotic sword light pierced and intertwined among the crowd. At this moment, the wind and clouds shook together, and the screams resonated!
Screaming incessantly!
The sword keeps chanting!
The place marked by the sword energy is filled with endless killings.
All enemies marked with the word "kill" have become Xiao Nuo's surrounding background.
After one sword strike, the blood was stained like a painting.
"Whoa!" Xiao Nuo returned to the original place and kept his sword-drawing posture. In all directions around him, stumps were flying and red rain was drifting...
I don’t know how many people were killed instantly with this sword!
This sword made the rest of the people fall into deep fear!
On top of shock, shock again!
On top of killing, add more killing!
Xiao Nuo stood with his sword in hand, his blood and grace fluttering for him.
His eyes are cold and carefree, looking down at the whole audience!
"Is there anyone else who wants the Zi Xuan Sheng Token in my hand?"