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Chapter 1240 The Fall of the Sword

Among the hundred dynasties, the most eye-catching ones are these four dynasties.

At most, one Tianxing Dynasty can be added.

So it can be seen that this battle will be very eye-catching and attract attention from all sides.

Around the Weak Water Realm, thousands of geniuses stayed here to watch the battle between the four great dynasties.

However, this battle is obviously not symmetrical.

Although the top geniuses from both camps have not yet arrived, judging from their numbers and strength, the geniuses from the three dynasties clearly have an absolute advantage.

But none of the swordsmen of the Sword Dynasty are weak.

"kill!"

Without any more unnecessary nonsense, the war broke out directly.

Jiang Fengmian's true energy spurted out, and he waved the maple leaf sword in his hand, and the sword energy in the sky turned into maple leaves and spread out.

"Autumn Maple Sword Dance!"

The mighty sword energy swept out.

Ling Mo Shu, Xu Zihao and others also took action at the same time without any hesitation or fear.

Mu Xingzhu, Han Lingxuan, Ling Moyin and other women were also women, their pretty faces full of cold murderous intent and determination, not showing any fear because of the predicament in front of them.

"How can a group of ants be able to resist?" Upon seeing this, Zhao Weihuang had a sneer on his lips.

In his hand, the tiger-headed golden gun pierced through, as if it was carrying the power of wind and thunder, tearing the air and shooting out.

"Wind and thunder strike the sky!"

Zhao Weihuang's blow seemed to shatter the sky. The clouds in the sky were pierced, and a big hole appeared.

His strength is not much weaker than that of Zhao Shenkong, and he is an extremely powerful opponent.

At the same time, Zhong Shan, Zhan Bubai and other geniuses of the God of War Dynasty also took action.

There is also the Moro Dynasty, Princess Rahu also took action, holding the death sickle, like a beautiful female death god.

"Black Moon Slash!"

When the Death Scythe was slashed, the dark rays of the Scythe were like a black crescent moon.

Feng Shalie and others from the Ba Dao Dynasty also took action.

Feng Shalie held the desolate knife in his hand and slashed it out. The air of desolation filled the air, and the surrounding earth seemed to be cracking and becoming desolate.

The battle began, ripples of true energy burst out, and the entire territory of Weak Water was in chaos.

The light of the sword shook the sky, the sword covered the ground, the light of the spear shocked the world, and the air waves splashed everywhere.

It can be said that this is the greatest battle. Although there are no overlord-level talents participating, it is still very powerful and very tragic.

boom!

A collision caused Ling Mo Shu's chest to surge with blood. His opponent was Zhao Weihuang.

Even though Ling Mo Shu's one-handed sword was extraordinary and he had transformed into a flawless divine palace, it was still difficult to resist Zhao Weihuang.

"Come die!"

Zhao Weihuang is like a god of war, with a powerful momentum, and the dazzling light of his spear, carrying the terrifying true energy of the sixth level of the divine palace, bombards him.

"careful!"

Jiang Fengmian on the side saw this and supported him with his sword.

He joined forces with Ling Mo Shu to resist Zhao Weihuang's domineering spear light.

boom!

The sound of metal vibrating sounded, like the harsh sound of forging iron.

Jiang Fengmian and Ling Moshu both stepped back more than ten steps, their bodies full of energy and blood.

Zhao Weihuang also took a dozen steps back, but obviously more calmly.

"Leave him to me and you go help others!" Jiang Fengmian said.

In terms of sword ranking, he is the highest here and is willing to take responsibility.

"You... be careful..." Ling Mo Shu looked solemn.

He also knew that Zhao Weihuang's spear was fierce and domineering, while his one-handed sword was flexible and difficult to compete with.

It's not just the two of them.

The other swords were also in danger one after another.

Mu Xingzhu is fighting with Princess Luohu.

Among the Thirteen Swordsmen, there are many women, and Mu Xingzhu's combat power should be considered the first among women.

After all, she is Ye Guchen's disciple, and she has Ying Ning's soul in her body. She has inherited Ying Ning's innate magical powers, immortal soul beads, and peerless soul swordsmanship.

Mu Xingzhu's strength is stronger than Gong Louyue, Han Lingxuan, and Ling Moyin.

At this moment, she took the initiative to take the lead and deal with the difficult Princess Luohu.

Around her, the power of the soul surged, turning into translucent soul swords, trapping and killing Princess Luohu.

"As a disciple of Dugu Wubai, you do have some abilities." Princess Luohu did not take it lightly and also used powerful moves.

On the other side, the situation of the other swordsmen is even more difficult.

"Pfft!"

Yue Shan spat out a mouthful of blood and stared coldly at the knife-wielding figure opposite.

Feng Shalie said with a playful expression: "Is this the sword dynasty that ranks first among the hundred dynasties? It's so unbearable. Aren't you sword cultivators all indomitable? Then I'll see today, how can you persevere?

To what extent!”

Feng Shalie looked relaxed, feeling completely stress-free, and satirized the Sword Dynasty.

Sword cultivators and sword cultivators are inherently in conflict.

Just like the Jianzong Pagoda Forest and Fengdaowang Palace in the Shengyuan Dynasty.

The Sword Dynasty and the Sword Dynasty often had sword fights.

"Hmph, if Jian Jinghong and others are present, do you still have the qualifications to speak? Besides, don't forget that Jin Taiji, the third best swordsman in your Sword Dominance Dynasty, died in the hands of the sword leader!" Yue Shan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

, sneered.

After hearing this, Feng Shalie and other top swordsmen's faces sank.

This news has spread within the Holy Emperor Realm, making the proud face of the Tyrant Sword Dynasty look shameless.

After all, Jin Taiji's ranking in the sword rankings was not low, but he died in the hands of a swordsman whose divine palace was destroyed, which was a huge embarrassment to the Sword Tyrant Dynasty.

"Who knows if your Sword Chief has played some dirty tricks? Besides, if he dares to show up, I will definitely cut off his head with the barren sword in my hand and wash away the bad name of the Tyrant Sword Dynasty!" Feng Shalie said in a cold voice.

"I'm afraid you don't have the guts!" Yue Shan said coldly.

"court death!"

Feng Shalie drew his sword again, and the other geniuses of the Sword Tyrant Dynasty also swung their swords.

"I'm here to help you!" Not far away, Xu Zihao, Xiao Jun and others saw Yueshan being besieged by the Ba Dao Dynasty and immediately wanted to rush to help.

But in a flash, several figures stood in front of them.

It was Zhong Shan, Zhan Bubai and others from the God of War Dynasty.

"Your opponent is me, so be careful." Zhong Shan's tone was cold and venomous.

His father, Marquis Yingwu, died in the dynasty war, and his status was not as good as before.

His hatred for Ye Guchen and the Sword Dynasty was no weaker than that of Zhao Weihuang.

If given the chance, Zhong Shan would like to destroy all the Thirteen Swordsmen.

"You...really do whatever it takes..." Even Xu Zihao, who has always had a calm personality, was angry and filled with murderous intent.

Although there is no fairness in the Holy Emperor Realm.

But this kind of grand siege and wheel battle is indeed a bit unbearable.

While Zhong Shan was pestering Xu Zihao and others, Feng Shalie and others besieged Yue Shan.

In fact, Feng Shalie alone is enough to deal with Yue Shan, but they insist on attacking in a wheel battle, which is humiliating and making fun of the swordsmen of the Sword Dynasty.

"Pfft!"

Yue Shan was injured one after another, vomiting blood at the mouth, and had stab wounds all over his body, making him miserable.

As for the other swords, they were all entangled by their opponents and could not come to their aid at all.

Finally, Feng Shalie seemed to be tired of playing. He stepped forward and slashed with the wild sword in his hand.

"Hunting is no fun, just die..."

Feng Shalie slashed Yue Shan's body in half with a knife, and blood sprayed in all directions.

A swordsman from the Sword Dynasty died!


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