Chapter 1775 Yuan Zhengyang, Wenjian Town Sword City!
Du Qiong's face was ashen.
He felt that Yuan Zhengyang was a bit uncouth.
Last words.
Just one sentence passed.
How could anyone say so much?
"Go to hell!"
With a flash of body, he landed on the top of the city!
Yuan Zhengyang ignored him.
The pace is getting faster and faster.
at first.
The speed was as slow as that of a hobbling old man, and by the time he reached the halfway point, he had turned into an afterimage.
"kindness?"
Du Qiong suddenly realized something was wrong!
The changes in Yuan Zhengyang are far more than that!
The eyes are getting brighter and brighter, the steps are getting faster and faster, layers of bright yellow flames are faintly flowing through the body, and the aura is also rising sharply. In the blink of an eye, it has been promoted to the immeasurable realm, and it still does not stop!
The immeasurable second level!
The fifth level!
The seventh level... is like a dragon lurking in the abyss. Once it takes off, it can swallow mountains and rivers!
Lift the hidden edge in your hand.
Aiming at Du Qiong in front of him, the guards, and... the inner city!
"Come and fight!"
Click! Click!
As he spoke, the body of the Hidden Edge Sword was covered with cracks. It seemed that it could not adapt to Yuan Zhengyang's soaring strength and was about to collapse!
only.
The sword spirit was unexpectedly excited, buzzing and chirping, fully cooperating with Yuan Zhengyang!
"The mantis' arm is like a chariot!"
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Boom boom boom!
The power of law, which was hidden as a domain image, rose up and instantly covered the sky above the head. Eucommia ulmoides swayed and came to Yuan Zhengyang!
Yuan Zhengyang seemed unaware.
The broad sword in his hand was as light as nothing, and it was slashed down. The movement was very light and very familiar. After all, it was a hidden-edge sword... He had swung it hundreds of millions of times!
"remember!"
Du Qiong's face was grim, "The one who kills you is Du Qiong!"
boom!
The swords and palms intersect, the sky explodes, and the blood mist scatters!
The figure flashed!
Yuan Zhengyang has already arrived at the top of the city!
As for Du Qiong... Du Qiong is dead.
A sudden scene.
Everyone was shocked!
They never imagined that how could Du Qiong be killed with one sword when he was just an inconspicuous sword slave in the Tongtian realm a moment ago?
Yuan Zhengyang is very considerate.
One sword fell directly, sending everyone back to the west!
If you're dead, you don't have to think about it!
Standing proudly on top of the city.
The bright yellow flames on his body are getting stronger and stronger, and his aura has completely entered the realm of unity!
Sudden!
The hidden-edge sword trembled, and a corner of his body instantly shattered. His body trembled, and a corner of his body also shattered.
Swish, brush, brush!
Naturally, there are not only a few monks in the inner city. Visible to the naked eye, he is already surrounded by a black crowd of monks!
Deep in the inner city.
There is even a faint aura of returning to the realm that is approaching!
Yuan Zhengyang was completely unaware.
"Burn my sword body."
"Burn my sword soul!"
"Merge my sword spirit!"
Zang Feng was raised again and fell heavily!
boom!
Rumble!
The wind and clouds in the sky were turbulent, and the vibrations continued. A sword was far stronger than before, and the force of the sword was continuous and unstoppable. It was like the ground cracking, the mountain collapsing, the sky falling... and it directly cleared away the monks blocking the road in front of them!
Yuan Zhengyang laughed happily.
With a single movement of his body, he had already entered the inner city!
"Sword Xiu Yuan Zhengyang!"
"Today, Wenjian takes over Sword City!"
A heroic voice sounded.
Like rolling thunder, majestic and upright, with an unyielding and decisive meaning, it actually tore apart the sky and spread outside Zhenjian City!
…
Yuan Zhengyang!
Wenjianzhenjiancheng!
These words were like a huge boulder thrown into a calm lake, causing huge waves in Zhenjian City!
only.
What it brought to the millions of monks in Sword City was not chaos, but anger, disdain, and...humiliation!
For countless years.
The purpose of Sword Suppression City is to plunder endlessly and make up for the damage. In addition, it is to suppress all sword cultivators in the world!
These two concepts.
It has been buried deep in their hearts, ingrained and unshakable.
But now...
"Are you asking about swordsmanship in my sword city?"
On the long street, a man in blue robe who had cultivated in the realm of freedom sneered: "I simply don't know how to write the word "death"!
"Whose sword slave is he?"
"How come he was allowed to touch the inner city?"
"You can't even look down on your own sword slave. You are such a loser. If you find out who it is, you must be severely punished!"
"..."
his words.
It immediately aroused the resonance of everyone.
"Ask the sword?"
A pretty female cultivator looked at the sword slaves around her, a trace of disgust flashing in her eyes.
"Just these trash?"
Hear the words.
They still had blank expressions on their faces, showing no reaction at all.
in their hearts.
Not to mention asking for swords, even the word "sword" has become extremely strange in their hearts.
"waste!!"
The female nun cursed again, "Even a dog knows how to respond, but you are not even as good as a dog!"
Bang! Bang!
She seemed a little upset. As she spoke, she struck out repeatedly, beating all the sword slaves to death on the spot!
"What's the point of killing these wastes?"
One person laughed and said: "Let's go see that brave man who dares to ask for a sword. It will be a lot of fun!"
"Yeah!"
"Go quickly!"
"If you arrive late, you might be killed by the guards in the inner city!"
"..."
Have this idea.
It's not just them.
Including almost all the monks in Zhenjian City!
For a while.
Lines of blue light flashed across the sky, men or women, old or young... Countless monks from Sword Town City were all rushing towards the inner city!
Compared to them.
In the outer city, the other eight generals except Du Xuan received more detailed information.
They know it very well.
The one who asked about the sword was a sword cultivator, but there was far more than one sword cultivator going to the inner city!
"Go to the inner city!"
"The plans of the city lord and the four deputy city lords have reached a critical moment, and they must not be disturbed by these people!"
"Kill! Leave no one behind!"
"Kill one to serve as a warning to others! Not killing is not enough to shock people's hearts! Remember, the city lord said that in this world, sword cultivators will never be able to kill them all!"
"..."
As orders were issued one after another, the eight generals and their trusted subordinates also rushed towards the inner city!
…
"Brother!"
Yuan Zhengyang's declaration was naturally heard by Gu Han.
He can feel it.
Yuan Zhengyang's aura of looking forward to death was hidden in his declaration!
Worried in my heart.
His speed was much faster again.
"It's a sword cultivator!"
"Where do all these sword cultivators come from?"
"Whatever! Don't let anyone go, just take them all!"
"..."
We are on our way with all our strength.
A large number of Sword-Suppressing City monks suddenly appeared on both sides and directly in front, gathering together and killing everyone!
Not to mention cultivation.
The number of people alone is tens of thousands!
Gu Han said nothing.
The speed has not slowed down at all.
Thousands of swords roared around him.
The violent sword intent cut through the sky, tearing apart the space, and like a torrent, swept all the monks' figures in!
The blood rain poured down again!
The fifth game!
Lao Sun calculated silently in his heart.
Along the way, they encountered many interceptions, but every time, they were wiped out by Gu Han's Ten Thousand Swords!
Until now.
Neither Lao Sun, Sanqian Sword Cultivator nor Lu Linyuan opened their doors!