100, give me a hundred years of Tuoba, and I will kill you like a dog.
This time, Mu Tieyang's remnant soul looked up, with many emotions in his eyes.
"What do you want to know?" He raised his head, looked at the sword of the divine soul rotating gently in the divine treasure, and asked lightly.
"What makes your Tailing Sword Sect make such a choice?" Han Muye's voice sounded in the Shenzang.
Mu Tieyang's soul pondered for a while and whispered: "I will tell you everything, but you must promise me that if there is a chance, you will protect the inheritance of my Tailing Sword Sect."
"Deal." Han Muye did not hesitate.
Mu Tieyang's remnant soul sighed softly and said in a low voice: "Master of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, you have entered the realm of heaven."
"At the expense of my Tailing Sword Sect's Zhen Sect Spirit Sword, Sword Breaking Spirit Elimination."
"The sect leader originally wanted to unite with the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan to resist the annexation of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, but now it seems that it has failed."
Mu Tieyang's words shocked Han Muye all over.
Heavenly realm.
Southern Wilderness Monster Clan.
Sure enough, every secret the great monk said could shock the world.
Mu Tieyang's remnant soul whispered and began to tell the secrets he knew.
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The convoy moved quickly ahead.
"Bang——"
In the sky, a sword light and a golden lotus exploded.
Then another one.
The beacon fire order of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
A powerful enemy is attacking.
All the disciples escorting him nervously held their swords in their hands.
"Elder Gao, Jiuxuan Mountain has sent word that two supreme elders from the Tailing Sword Sect led a large army and marched straight in. They have entered the territory of our sect thirty thousand miles away."
"The sect master asks the elders to return to Jiuxuan Mountain first."
A disciple flew up from the front, holding a cyan ruler-long spiritual light shining wooden boat in both hands, bowed and spoke.
Let’s go back to Jiuxuan Mountain first.
Give up these materials, give up these disciples.
The elder of Jiange narrowed his eyes, looked behind him, and suddenly said: "Where is the sect master now?"
The disciple was stunned and whispered: "I don't know, disciple."
The elder of Jiange waved his hand, but did not pick up the wooden boat. He turned to look at Han Muye: "Boy, are you afraid of today's round?"
Afraid.
Just like when I first stepped into the sword pavilion, I was really scared.
fear death.
Han Muye looked around, looking at the disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect who were running quickly.
"Elder, what other trump cards do we have?"
Hearing his words, the elder of Jiange was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
"Good boy, it's quite interesting."
The elder of Jiange looked towards the sky, with a hint of pride on his face: "I don't have any trump cards, it's just a gamble."
bet.
The convoy kept moving forward day and night.
It is seven thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain.
Tailingjian sent an army to a distance of 70,000 miles.
Six thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain, Tailingjian sent an army six thousand miles away.
Five thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain.
The Tailing Sword sent an army to 40,000 miles away!
Three thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain, the Tailing Sword Sect’s army has reached thousands of miles away!
The blood is soaring into the sky, and even if you are thousands of miles away, you can feel the changes in the clouds in the sky.
That is the change of the Qi, blood and spiritual energy of the half-step Heaven Realm great monk affecting the clouds and waves of the heaven and earth.
"boom--"
Thousands of miles ahead, there is sword light rising.
That is the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain.
The three sword lights soaring into the sky echoed each other and moved forward slowly.
The three princes of Jiuxuan Sword Sect!
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect is not a small sect, it is one of the nine sects in Western Xinjiang that surpasses the Tailing Sword Sect.
If the elder of the Jiange who has lost his cultivation is killed by the Tailing Sword Sect today, the morale of the disciples on Jiuxuan Mountain will be reduced by at least 70%!
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
On Jiuxuan Mountain, the sound of bells can be heard for three thousand miles.
Six rings.
"The top and bottom of the Jiuxuan Sword Gate have traveled three thousand miles to welcome the elder Gao Changgong of the Sword Pavilion back to the mountain."
There was a voice coming from above the clouds.
"boom--"
Thousands of miles away, three sword lights soared into the sky, cutting away the clouds.
"Zhu Kuan, Deng Yuan, and Jiang Tiansheng, the supreme elders of Fengling Sword Sect, please invite the elders of Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Jiange Pavilion to visit Tianfeng Cliff."
"boom--"
Within a thousand miles, the clouds in the sky exploded, revealing the blue sky.
This is the collision of energy between eight half-step heavenly monks, causing changes in the world.
Under such power, it is rare for a practitioner in such a state to be able to stand firm.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect's motorcade stopped in a flat wasteland.
Can't leave anymore.
The pursuers have arrived, but the enemy is in front.
Elder Jiange stood up, walked out of the carriage, and stood on the carriage frame.
Han Muye stood beside him.
All the disciples of the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect slowly moved closer to protect the carriage frame.
Han Muye looked down.
Are you scared?
Fear.
He could see Jiang Han and the other outer disciples holding their swords tightly and looking nervous.
Sun Dayong turned his head and saw Han Muye looking at them and grinning, but his nervous face was related to the smile, which was always a bit weird.
But this strange look made Han Mu's ambition suddenly relax.
This expression is much kinder than that of those great monks who are always calm.
In the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, three bright sword lights pressed forward.
A stream of water is as light as water, but it cleanses the sky.
This is the Ancestor of Water Vein, Half-Step Heaven Realm, Zhang Zhihe.
A stretch of verdant green, continuous grass and trees blends in with the mountains.
This is the ancestor of Mumai, the peak of pill formation, Wu Ziyuan.
The last ray, the golden light was cold and flickering, as if the sky and the earth were divided in the blink of an eye.
The ancestor of Jin Vein, the peak of pill formation, Lu Hao.
The three members of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect took a half-step to the heavenly realm, two thousand miles away from the Jiuxuan Mountain, and were on par with the three supreme masters of the Fengling Sword Sect.
Before taking action, the momentum has already been exchanged.
Looking at the entangled and colliding clouds, the elder of Jiange said softly: "It seems that Fengling Sword Sect also wants to be a chess player, not a chess piece."
Without actually taking action, but able to control the overall situation, this is a chess player.
The real chess pieces are the two supreme elders of the Tailing Sword Sect.
enough.
Two streaks of light pierced the sky, roaring with the strong wind, and rushed towards the wasteland convoy.
The power of elixir formation, half a step to the heaven, no one can stop it!
"Xia Yunyang and Zhang An of the Tailing Sword Sect ask Gao Changgong of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to die."
The same thing was said by the elder Jiange.
A few days ago, the elder of Jiange killed Mu Tieyang with one sword, causing Tailing Sword Sect to change its situation overnight and merge with Fengling Sword Sect.
Today, two Supreme Leaders from the Tailing Sword Sect arrived together to return this sentence.
The elder of Jiange stood on the carriage frame, with his hands behind his back and a calm expression on his face, looking towards the sky.
"To save my life, Gao Changgong, it's enough to send a strong man. I'm flattered by the battle today."
The Jiange elder's voice was extremely calm.
"Kill Mu Tieyang, the supreme elder of my sword sect, for using the prairie fire sword technique in violation of the prohibition. Gao Changgong must die today, and the Nine-Xuan Sword must be taken away by me!"
In the sky, the wind is fierce, and the light of the sword turns into a rainbow. It seems that one can cut through mountains and rivers with one sword from thousands of miles away.
"Roar--"
Hundreds of miles away, a phantom of a white tiger rose into the sky.
The white tiger turned into sword light and collided with a sword shadow in the sky, causing a roar that echoed thousands of miles away.
The misty sword light exploded, nothing flashy, but every blow was shocking.
Tuoba Cheng.
Tuo Bacheng, the elder of Sanshizhai of Jiuxuan Sword Sect's earth vein, used the divine realm to condense his sword power, and fought against the half-step heaven realm without retreating at all!
"Xia Yunyang, what's up? The boy who couldn't even lift a sword in front of you back then can now make it difficult for you to make any progress!"
"You just want to kill the elder of Jiange and take away the Jiuxuan Sword? What a fart!"
"Give me a hundred years of Tuoba, and I will kill you like a dog!"
