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Chapter 788 The task of saving the world is left to you

Fengxiao Wusheng Sword is really terrifying.

Su Leng's long river of sword energy had no ability to resist at all. It was instantly divided, shocked, and finally annihilated.

The last scene that caught everyone's eyes was the desolate flash of a sword light that was condensed to the extreme, solemn and beautiful, but also annihilated everything.

Finally it landed on the eyebrows of Wusheng Sword Master Su Leng.

Seeing such a scene, even the demigod warriors around him felt their whole bodies tense up.

This sword light is too destructive and too fast.

In addition, it can immerse people in a world of horror and destruction.

Even many demigod bosses are not confident that they can dodge such a sword.

At this time, the extinguishing sword light did not completely explode.

However, Su Lieng knew very well that he had no chance of escaping now.

The poignant sword light severed the connection between his soul and his physical body.

He has become meat on the chopping block.

"Su Leng! Seriously. What name would you choose? Do you have to name Wusheng Sword Master Su Leng?"

This is really taboo.

Even now, I still have to say, just now, I advised you to change your name to something like Goudan, all for your own good.

It's just a pity that you really didn't listen. So you are going to die!"

Su Leng was really aggrieved.

He can fight to the death.

But how tragic is it that he was buried because of a name?

He could imagine that even if he died, he would definitely become the biggest joke in the world of China, and even the Xuanhuang world after the integration in the future.

His eyes were filled with endless resentment.

But everything erupted with that wisp of sword light that destroyed everything, and completely disappeared.

Then, Feng Xiao raised his hand towards Qingpao and said, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to steal your limelight, but anyone who offends Master's name will die!"

Qingpao also didn't know what to say.

Finally, he bowed and said in return: "Respect teachers! Although you are younger than me, I want to learn from you!"

Seeing such a scene, the beggar Qin Feng also looked stunned.

Soon, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Very good! My disciples should be so domineering!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but nodded, feeling very proud in his heart.

At the same time, Qin Feng has discovered that the killing sword intent in Fengxiao Wuhun has almost condensed into substance and transformed into its origin.

He also secretly admired in his heart: "You are worthy of being the son of destiny. You are truly blessed by nature and favored by the origin of heaven and earth."

Then, he waved.

"This young gentleman, I see that your bones are very strange, and the auras of light are ejected from the Tianling Cap.

You know, at such a young age, he has strong muscles and muscles, and he is a martial arts prodigy seen only in a century.

I have a book on peerless swordsmanship.

Don't look at it in shabby condition, it is really not simple.

It is a secret passed down by the ancient supreme sword emperor. Practicing this sword technique can allow you to directly access the origin of the great avenue.

From now on, the task of punishing rape, eradicating evil, and maintaining world peace will be left to you, what do you agree?"

The voice of beggar Qin Feng sounded again.

Attract everyone's attention.

Feng Xiao was stunned.

Looking at the beggar in front of him, his martial soul vibrated and he felt a sense of intimacy.

Selling secrets?

It seems a bit familiar.

Phoenix Feather Kingdom?

Breakfast man?

This is Master!

With a snap of his fingers, Fengxiao reacted and was about to scream, but was stopped by Qin Feng's look.

Feng Xiao stepped forward and respectfully took the so-called ancient sword emperor's secret technique in his hands.

Needless to say, these are the seventeen basic sword styles that Qin Feng obtained in the Sword Emperor Space.

For a warrior who has practiced swordsmanship to the core, the seventeen basic sword styles are like opening a portal to the avenue of swords.

Fengxiao was like a sponge, frantically absorbing all the mysteries of the seventeen basic sword styles.

Fengxiao fell into the vast ocean of swordsmanship.

At this time, those warriors from Taishang Pavilion were waking up from a dream.

Even though these elders in the demigod realm do not like Su Leng, who is proficient in calculation, they even hate him to the extreme.

But, after all, Su Leng is their supreme warrior.

Now, he was killed by a little child just because of his name.

Ridiculous!

However, they also trampled on their Taishangge's face.

"So arrogant! So domineering! The warriors of Jixia Academy are really arrogant.

Today, since you walked out of Jixia Academy, don’t go back!”

Mi Tian is the Holy Son of Taishangge. Even if Taishangge loses face, he still has a certain right to speak when he is not deprived of his position as the Holy Son.

His gaze passed over the bodies of the many demigod elders: "I would also like to ask you, the elders, to slay the demons who have done all kinds of evil for the Beginning Ground."

Mi Tian seemed furious.

In fact, he is not stupid.

The fighting power of the true disciple Su Leng is only slightly weaker than him.

When the final Wusheng Sword River erupted, even Mi Tian's heart tightened.

Now, Su Liang is Fengxiao's enemy.

He knew that the result of stepping forward would not be much better.

We can only use our identity to ask many demigod elders to take action.

It can not only show determination to safeguard the honor of the sect, but also prevent oneself from going forward to die.

In this world's martial arts, many people's brains have been trained into muscles.

But there are also truly wise people.

Those elders see through it but don't tell it.

However, I also have a little complaint in my heart towards Saint Son Mi Tian.

"Jixia Academy Fengxiao, at a young age you only know how to kill indiscriminately. If you grow up, it will be okay. You will definitely become a demon in the original land.

Our Taishang Pavilion inheritor, Taishang, exists for the purpose of exterminating demons all our lives. How can we allow the sealed place to become a lair for growth?

When the fusion of the Seven Kills Ancestor Cave Mansion is completed, the devil's nest of Jixia Academy will be conquered!

Of course, I still have to kill you now."

The strongest elder of Taishang Pavilion, Mi Tian's grandfather Mi Yan, came out.

Even though the other elders were a little unfriendly towards Mi Tian.

But they couldn't help but all of them stood up.

It is related to the glory of Taishang Pavilion. No matter what, they will kill the beggar, Fengxiao from Jixia Academy and the young man in green robe.

Seeing such a scene, Qin Feng turned his attention to Qingpao: "Remember, these are rubbish, and they are only worth lending you the power of two months of training and three hundred children's songs.

With a little more power, I'm afraid I'll blow them into pieces. Where can I find these trophies?"

Trophies?

Seeing the beggar's greedy eyes, all the Taishangge warriors could no longer tolerate it.

Kill kill kill!

Suddenly, more than a dozen demigod elders from Taishang Pavilion took action at the same time and flew away through the air.

The energy and blood on their bodies rolled like a great river, eventually gathering together to form a terrifying ocean of blood and energy.

The entire Seven Kills Ancestor inheritance portal is shrouded in a sea of ​​blood and energy, which can be said to be suffocating.

The irritable elder took the lead.

His body was majestic, and there were stars flowing in his eyes.

The whole body is surging with mana fluctuations that ordinary people cannot imagine. (To be continued)


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