If the sect leader doesn’t take action, it’s fine. Once he takes action, it will be a decisive blow.”
Many sword cultivators were so shocked that they trembled all over.
Only at this moment did they realize how powerful Xiahou Longhu was.
"The sect master was planning before, letting the evil master go deeper step by step, now is the fatal blow!"
"His scheming, strength, and methods are all to defeat the evil master!"
While they were shocked, they were also excited.
The evil lord is dead.
The Sword Sect will definitely become famous in the Eastern Wasteland and establish its reputation as the largest sect under the Tian Sect! As participants in this battle, they are naturally honored! But at this moment.
Xiahou Longhu's eyes were still sharp.
It is obvious that Su Xuan cannot be killed with such means.
Almost instantly.
Everyone's breath shortened.
There was panic in the pit, and the sword intent began to rise.
"Buzz buzz!"
An ancient mysterious chant seemed to sound.
Su Xuan pulled out the ninth sword, the Heavenly Sword! Both sides of the Heavenly Sword shone brightly, and the ancient and unknown power was activated.
The two thoughts of awe and killing are rising and tending to merge.
"boom!"
An earth-shattering explosion echoed.
The Heavenly Sword is the main one, and the eight swords surround Su Xuan's body.
He...forcibly propped up the Yongle Stone! Even because of his support, the cracked holy stone began to break faster.
Su Xuan's black hair danced wildly, like wisps of sword light shooting out.
"That's all?"
He looked at Xiahou Longhu with awe.
Xiahou Longhu was shocked, and then his eyes became fierce, with a hint of morbid excitement.
"Do it all!"
He growled.
"boom!"
Xiahou Longhu directly stepped on the Yongle Stone.
Bafang Sword Cultivator was shocked, and subconsciously released his sword intention, blessing Xiahou Longhu.
"Boom boom boom!"
Here the heaven and earth roar.
The terrifying showdown between Su Xuan and his clan began directly.
"You dare to step on my head?"
Su Xuan roared, and the ten-direction black trees stretched directly to the sky, pushing up the Yongle Stone.
"Come again!"
Xiahou Longhu roared.
"Boom!"
The sword palace was shaken, and then it rose up from the ground and slammed into Su Xuan.
"boom!"
Unprepared, Su Xuan was knocked away violently.
Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were even more fierce.
"Dare to kill for the world, kill with sword intent!"
Su Xuan shouted sharply.
The most terrifying aura of killing is the explosion of killing sword intent.
Su Xuan's body was surrounded by swords and swords dyed in killing attacks.
"boom!"
The sword intent soared into the sky, and the Yongle Stone was almost lifted above the clouds and mist.
If there wasn't a sword palace that kept bumping into Su Xuan, the Yongle Stone probably wouldn't be able to withstand Su Xuan's sword intent.
Hiss! Everyone couldn't stop breathing.
This is not only terrifying, it is simply a pervert, a monster! One person fights against one sect, and he is still undefeated. It really makes no sense! But it is just at this moment.
"boom!"
There was another burst of terrifying power, a group of monks exuding martial arts will.
"Is it Wu Wei?"
Many sword cultivators exclaimed.
Martial Palace Guards! The hundreds of monks who appeared this time were actually Martial Guards! Has the Martial Palace been unsealed?
This idea arises in many people's minds.
"The bold evil spirit dares to come to the protected place of my martial arts palace and run wild. It is simply a matter of life and death!"
The leading military guard shouted fiercely, his eyes were proud and terrifying, and he was not angry but proud.
One by one, they were like dragons, walking directly into the sword palace and controlling the sword palace.
"boom!"
The thought of sword fighting rises, and the sword palace bursts into ultimate brilliance.
With a sudden impact, Su Xuan flew backwards and couldn't stop vomiting blood.
Su Xuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiahou Longhu: "Very good, very good, I actually became a lackey of the Martial Palace!"
This group of martial guards has definitely not come out of the Martial Palace recently, but is guarding the Sword Sect! Whether it is their ability to control the Sword Palace or the hidden meaning of mountains and rivers in their bodies, this is exposed! Most people cannot see it, Su Xuan
How could you not see it! And Jian Zong is guarded by military guards, doesn't it mean that Jian Zong has completely attached itself to Wu Dian?
Xiahou Longhu looked indifferent and didn't say a word, but his aura was even more terrifying.
"How dare you resist, evildoer?"
The leading military guard shouted again, with natural nobility and superiority! "Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After a series of collisions, Su Xuan was defeated step by step.
"You dare to be an enemy of the righteousness of the world, you simply don't know how to live or die! As soon as I leave the martial arts palace, you will be as humble as dust!"
The leading Wuwei sneered and kept bumping into each other.
And this time.
"Swordsmanship gathers mountains and rivers to suppress evil!"
Xiahou Longhu stopped drinking.
In an instant, there was an ancient talisman like a curtain that covered the sky, covering all directions! All spirits gathered in one talisman! This is the imperial talisman, which contains the avenue that can smelt all power.
The eyes of the leading military guards flashed with greed.
In an instant, all the power of the Shanhe Sword Sect gathered together.
Just like the thin ropes that can be easily broken are twisted into a thick rope, the power is concentrated in all directions at this moment.
"boom!"
The Yongle Stone bursts into its final brilliant glory.
In an instant.
Su Xuan was smashed into the ground! Jian Gong followed closely and pressed down.
The eight swords around Su Xuan's body could no longer protect his body and would directly cause it to crack.
And this isn't over yet.
Su Xuan suddenly raised his head.
"boom!"
An ancient holy gate that seemed to have existed from ancient times crashed down, emitting immortal martial thoughts! The Holy Gate of the Martial Palace! The Martial Envoy stood on it! This is not the real Holy Gate, but it is also the power of the Holy Gate that the Martial Envoy has attracted in the past two years, which is enough
It is worthy of the Holy Gate's strongest blow.
"If you dare to kill my disciple, you will return to dust today, and dust to dust!"
The military envoy sneered.
Su Xuan paused and then looked at Xiahou Longhu.
Xiahou Longhu looked indifferent.
"Haha, very good!"
Su Xuan saw the plan and immediately raised his head to the sky and screamed: "Bullshit martial arts cultivators are just like pigs!"
"die!"
The military envoy was furious, and the Holy Gate suppressed him fiercely.
"Bang!"
Su Xuan's physical body seemed unable to withstand the pressure and exploded directly.
The Imperial Sword, treasure... was scattered all over the floor.
"Vulnerable!"
The military envoy sneered.
Xiahou Longhu frowned.
Is this dead?
His spiritual consciousness continued to disperse, and he could no longer sense Su Xuan's vitality.
"Why is it so easy?"
Xiahou Longhu was surprised.
The sword cultivator watched from a distance.
They were stunned for a moment and then cheered.
"Haha, we won, the evil master is finally dead!"
...in a void.
Su Xuan's consciousness gradually condensed.
He seemed to be walking in the long river of history. As he walked forward, strange yet familiar memories kept reappearing in his mind.
This is the memory that belongs to Jian Beichen.
Su Xuan was silent, his eyes like a pool of death.
He seemed to have expected that he would come here without any panic.
"The flesh is broken, the bitter cold has gathered, I will uncover the past..." Su Xuan walked deeper step by step, as if looking back on history.
This moment.
Su Xuan only felt that his interrupted memory was being continued.
From the time Jian Beichen started cultivating the body of the Holy Sword, memories continued.
He traveled through mountains and rivers, secret places and dangerous places, and narrowly escaped death to achieve the body of the holy sword.
He returned to Jianzong.
He was devastated to hear that his senior sister was waiting for him to die.
Compared to the Sword Sect's sword and robe, he was invincible with one sword, and the Sword Sect paid attention! His master was pleased, but also worried, as if he had foreseen something.
He is known as the strongest sword robe, but his reputation has not yet spread to the Eastern Wilderness. With the recommendation of Xiahou Longhu and the notification of the Martial Palace, he went to the Martial Palace... Su Xuan paused, and the evil spirit slowly appeared in his dead eyes.
It turns out...this is how he entered the Martial Palace back then.
The memory continues.
When he entered the Martial Palace, as the most powerful holy sword in history, he was naturally still dazzling.
In some Wudian circles, he is well-known in all directions.
If he hadn't been a martial arts cultivator, he would have become famous in the Martial Arts Temple! Later, he came into contact with an ancient martial arts inheritance and obtained the ancient martial arts mark. Finally, he was favored by the master of the Martial Arts Temple and was fortunate enough to enter the Martial Arts Temple to practice... And
Later...the memory suddenly stopped for no reason.
Su Xuan raised his head.
The dark place ahead.
A figure slowly appeared.
He stood like the most majestic and powerful sword in the world.