The 2675th chapter forty years of swordsmanship defies destiny! (3)
In Sword City.
Su Xuan killed all the enemy Sword Sect monks with one sword strike.
He didn't pause and raised his head sharply.
"Hiss..." "What kind of sword is this?"
"What a terrifying sword..." The Nanling phantoms lost their voices and ran away subconsciously.
but.
"Where to go!"
Su Xuan shouted loudly and swept his sword across, suppressing the evil spirits and killing the souls.
"Ah ah ah..." The shrill screams echoed.
"If you dare to kill us, you will die badly!"
"You wait, you wait for us!"
“We will be back!”
They were destroyed in a roar of rage.
Su Xuan lowered his eyebrows, and with every step he took, the sword's intention was stirring, and it was faintly tinged with holy power.
The body of the Sword Saint...the fifth realm, Gathering Saints! Su Xuan didn't know the changes in himself at this moment, but he knew that he was very strong now.
Those mountain and sea monsters are still wreaking havoc.
They didn't seem to feel the powerful aura on Su Xuan's body, and their eyes were full of violence and trance.
"Everything has spirit, but you treat us like ants... Then, kill us!"
Su Xuan drank coldly.
The sword passed through the giant beast and fell.
After a series of random killings, Jiancheng returned to calm.
The surviving creatures came out.
They looked at Su Xuan, who was standing with a sword and was stained with blood, with awe and admiration, but more importantly, gratitude.
They wanted to cheer, and they also wanted to thank them, but looking at the dilapidated home, all they felt was sadness and discomfort.
After a long time.
"Thank you, thank you..." They choked out more and knelt down to Su Xuan to express their gratitude.
Su Xuan turned his head and scanned the crowd, his eyes a little mottled and a little dazed.
He won.
But... this is just a corner of the Lingzong area, and it's also on the edge of the Lingzong area.
The edges are so tragic, but what about other places?
Su Xuan couldn't help but look at Ji Lin, who was walking towards him in the distance.
He tried to make himself laugh, after all, the war was over, but his smile was so sad and dazed.
"Master, what should we do in the future?"
he asked.
Ji Lin was startled, and he slowly stopped as he jogged over, feeling confused and desolate in his heart.
"Xiao Fanzi, what do you want to do?"
he also asked.
"How?"
Su Xuan muttered to himself, then lowered his head and glanced at the still bright Beichen Sword.
His heart suddenly calmed down, and the confusion in his eyes slowly dissipated.
"I want to end this war with the sword in my hand, and I will die without regrets."
He whispered, but it was sonorous and powerful.
Sword practitioners do not seek to be spectacular, but to have a clear conscience!... The Lingzong area is completely in chaos.
Giant beasts are rampant in the mountains and seas, and the thoughts of Nanling are causing trouble.
This land has been plunged into dire straits.
But... Donghuang still didn't notice.
Either they are unable to stop it, or they are indifferent... The destruction of Qingyun Sword City is just the corner of the chaos.
Those cities and kingdoms that are larger and have more people are like purgatory on earth.
At first, the major forces in the Lingzong area didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was some evil spirits causing trouble.
This kind of thing happened often after the great prosperity of Donghuang.
But slowly, the situation became more and more serious.
Nanling's idea confuses people's hearts, causing internal fighting and chaos among the major forces in the Lingzong area.
There are three top forces in the Lingzong area, Yeyingmen, Luanfeng Pavilion, and Qingtian Mountain! The names sound ordinary, but they are not ordinary forces. Each force has the top spiritual saint inheritance.
Although the Lingzong area is remote, many ancient inheritances have been unearthed! After a hundred years of fighting, these three forces have completely risen and reached the pinnacle of the Lingzong area.
In every force, there is a ninth-level Spirit Emperor sitting in charge! Obviously he is nothing in the vast Eastern Wasteland, but in the Spirit Sect area, he is the top powerhouse! And in the beginning.
The three forces all thought that each other wanted to cause a war, so they fought fiercely. But when they came to their senses, the chaos was unstoppable! The Yeying Sect was the worst, with Qiqiba being killed directly overnight.
Eight! The reason is that the master of the Yeying Sect was taken over by a Nanling will. Today, the Yeying Sect has become the home of the Nanling Wills.
It was only then that the monks in the Lingzong area discovered that these ideas came from Nanling.
Donghuang and Nanling are old enemies! This makes them frightened, and at the same time they have the idea that 'people who are not from our race will have different hearts'! If Nanling is allowed to occupy the Lingzong area, they will definitely either be beaten to death or become slaves
!But it was obviously discovered too late. What’s even more terrible is that the mountain and sea monsters seemed to have reached some kind of deal with the Nanling Ideas and began to block the Lingzong area.
Some mountain and sea monsters are ignorant and clumsy, but some have extremely terrifying strength and wisdom.
Blocking the mysterious barrier is the masterpiece of the giant beasts of the mountains and seas.
Of course, there were monks who tried to break through, but without exception, they all died in front of the mysterious spirit barrier.
Moreover, they seem to know how to use the Mysterious Spirit Barrier and have the means to reactivate the Mysterious Spirit Barrier.
Nanling's thoughts and the giant beasts of the mountains and seas have not yet started killing people, but the dark clouds of despair have filled the entire Lingzong area.
...in an ancient city.
Cries tore through the night.
This is Shuiyuan City.
It is famous for its beauty in the Lingzong area, and it is also an ancient city with few conflicts.
The reason is that there is a rare ancient water spirit in this ancient city, which gushes out from the ground and can wash the body.
This ancient city is jointly controlled by three major forces. In order to avoid damaging the source of the ancient liquid, fighting has always been strictly prohibited here.
But today.
Fighting and bloodshed spread throughout the ancient city.
Under night.
Nanling's thoughts turned into phantoms, driving a group of monks to kill indiscriminately in Shuiyuan City.
The sinister and wild laughter spread in all directions.
"Quickly, catch everyone in the Night Dragon Clan and find the keys!"
The leader's idea of Nanling is a phantom with four heads. Compared with the other vague ideas, this one is obviously much clearer, and the same strength must be stronger! "Yes!"
They blocked Shuiyuan City and continued to fight.
In an alley.
A young man with a bloody face gritted his teeth and carried a wooden box behind his back.
"Absolutely... you must not hand over the key, otherwise there will be no hope for this land..." The young man sneaked in the darkness and kept approaching the city wall.
He... wants to escape! There are black shadows shaking around, they are monks from the Night Dragon Clan.
They are sheltering young people to escape from this place.
"boom!"
A figure stopped in front of the young man.
"There are Night Dragon monks here!"
The man growled.
The Night Dragon Clan monk is easy to recognize. Not only is he tall, but his skin is dull.
But the next moment, before the young man could move, a monk from the Night Dragon Clan rushed out to stop him.
"Yehui, escape.
We, the Yelong clan, have been loyal for generations, and even if we die, our reputation cannot be ruined in our generation!"
The Night Dragon Clan monk roared and fought with the man.
"kill!"
"Yehui, rush out with all your strength!"
All the Night Dragon monks appeared around him.
The young man named Ye Hui gritted his teeth and roared at the fastest speed in his life! "Rush out, you must rush out!"
Ye Hui's eyes turned red, and from the corner of his eye he saw his tribe members falling down.
but.
They protected him until death! "Ah!"
Yehui's muscles were all torn, and his speed repeatedly exceeded the limit.
But... "Boom!"
The four phantoms raised their hands and shot out an illusory pitch-black spear.
Yehui turned his head and stopped him with a change of expression.
"Bang!"
His left shoulder was directly pierced, and he was dragged and stuck on the city wall! The distance was only a wall! But when Ye Hui looked at the four phantoms floating towards him, he felt that it was as difficult to cross as a chasm.
"Leave it to me and then die. Do you want me to torture you?"
Four phantoms opened their mouths.
He flew in front of Yehui, and his hands turned into sharp claws that shone with cold luster.
Ye Hui felt uncontrollably frightened, because he vaguely saw a ferocious corpse in the shadow.
"You foreigners, I, Donghuang, will kill you!"
Yehui yelled, staring hard, waiting for death.
"If it weren't for the closure of the Eastern Barren, I, Nanling, would have ruled the Eastern Barren long ago."
The four phantoms sneered, and their sharp claws pierced Yehui's skin.
"Feel the pain, feel the despair..." The four phantoms exerted their strength.
But just at this moment.
"Buzz!"
The city wall suddenly trembled, and the bricks continued to shake.
The next moment.
The city wall beside Yehui suddenly exploded.
There was a sword light, and a figure followed closely.
"boom!"
Four phantoms flew upside down and screamed sharply: "Who!"
Ye Hui turned his head in shock, and a hooded man in black robe supported him. The sword in his hand was as bright as starlight.
The man in black robe raised his head, his hood slipped off, revealing a resolute face.
"Sword cultivator, Su Bufan."
He whispered, gripped the sword fiercely, and the sword's intent was dyed holy, soaring straight into the sky.