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Chapter 628: Qinglian Sword Song

Ruan Huaxu, Ruan Zhengye and others on the southern peak were all shocked and puzzled to look at the calming lake. Was Zhuo Bufan just dead like this?

Qingzhu clenched her fist and bit her silver teeth and cursed: "What kind of heroes are you going to hit one of four? You can only bully people."

Zhuo Shixian and Zhuo Luo Chang's eyebrows were frowned, and the Nine Gate Admiral, Wu Chongshan and others all showed solemn expressions. It was obvious that Zhuo Bufan was obviously somewhat facing the three masters of magic and a sword god from Japan.

Can't hold on.

Qin Shaoyou suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If he could be killed by us so easily, then we don't have to do it together."

"Bang."

Sure enough, a pillar of water suddenly exploded from the calm lake and soared into the sky. A figure was hidden in the pillar of water. It was Zhuo Bufan. However, after being attacked many times, Zhuo Bufan's clothes were torn and his long hair was covered with noodles, making him look a little embarrassed.

"He is not dead yet?" Nan Kongting showed surprise. The three masters of magic attacks, and there was also a Japanese sword god, who only caused Zhuo Bufan to suffer some minor injuries.

If this is the case, if any of them face Zhuo Bufan alone, the final result will be death but not life.

Zhuo Bufan held the three-foot sword sharp edge in his hand, with a proud look on his face, and a smile on his lips, "Happy."

The women like Chu Xin, Chu Lingding, Bai Rui and others in the northern mountain peak saw him like this, with a bit of tragic fighting spirit, and their eyes turned red. Although Zhuo Bufan regarded them as ordinary friends, these girls

I have long put him in my heart.

"Master Zhuo, why bother to make trouble? Now as long as you are willing to stop and hand over your secrets and heritage to me, we can shake hands and make peace now." Qin Shaoyou said unwillingly.

Judging from Zhuo Bufan's appearance, even if he wants to kill him, everyone will probably be seriously injured. Everyone is already ahead of mortals and is really unwilling to take this risk.

"No one has ever dared to negotiate terms with me Jiuxuan Immortal Lord." Zhuo Bufan's eyes were cold, and the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand swept across, and a sword of about five or six feet of bright sword light crossed dozens of meters and slashed in the sky.

Shanye's sword was blocked by Wuming's sword, but he was knocked away, sliding a hundred meters above the water surface, dragging out a long white wave.

The next figure of Zhuo Bufan disappeared in a flash. Nan Kongting suddenly felt that there was danger behind him. When he turned his head, he saw that Zhuo Bufan was already standing behind him.

"Be careful..." Baili butcher shouted in shock.

However, Zhuo Bufan had already pinched the magic trick in his hand, and lightning was covered with lightning on his palm, and Nan Kongting flew out instantly, and his back was blew up by lightning, and his body almost collapsed.

The magician focuses on practicing spiritual magic. His body is very weak, so how can he withstand Zhuo Bufan's close-up spells?

"There is another one." Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and danced countless sword lights in the air. "Today I will let you see the real sword immortal technique."

"Hua Lianhua Sword Technique-Qinglian Sword Song."

Suddenly, the entire Lijiang River almost lost its color. Zhuo Bufan's sword danced out countless sword lights, wandering around the river, turning into countless silver snakes dancing. This was Zhuo Bufan's own sword technique he had just stepped into the world of cultivation. At that time, he

Disheartened by life and realized the peerless sword technique.

But his current strength is almost one billionth of the strength of this sword technique, but this is already an immortal art, which is comparable to that of ordinary martial arts?

The butcher of Baili cultivated the Eastern Sword Immortal, and the Shanye cultivated the Japanese sword with one sword. The two of them had only a few achievements in swordsmanship, but when they saw Zhuo Bufan dancing the sword light, their faces were suddenly lost, just like the sword fairy descending to earth to demonstrate swordsmanship.

generally.

"The road is like a sunny day, but I cannot leave it alone."

Zhuo Bufan shouted softly, and the sword light was even more tragic. The road to the world is so wide, but there is no way out for me. This is a gesture created by Zhuo Bufan after he realized that he had lived a confused life. It was full of resentment and anger, and the world was fading.

"No, everyone, hurry up and prepare to resist." Qin Shaoyou's face was as white as snow, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the peach wood sword in his hand, shouting: "There is a god who looks up three feet tall. Please protect me."

"kill."

Zhuo Bufan shouted loudly, and suddenly hundreds of sword lights around him blurted out and flew wildly. Each sword light cut on the river water, as if it was about to cut the river water in half. The raging waves rolled wildly, and one of them hugged each other.

The thick old tree was rubbed by the sword light and instantly broke its lap.

The entire Li River seemed to have been blown up, and the sword lights were raging. The clear water marks were drawn out. What was even more amazing is that after each sword light transformed, the sword energy condensed but did not dissipate, and the water did not even have it.

The method is closed instantly.

When Shanye came out of seclusion, the knife cut the waterfall was just this kind of effect, but his only one sword. Zhuo Bufan's sword lights were hundreds of more than much stronger than him.

The raging sword light flew out with him as the center. Nan Kongting was closest to him, and he had not even pinched out the curse of protecting his body. His whole body was swept several times by the sword light, and a pool of river water was stained with blood.

Although Baili Butcher and Shanye Yidao held a sword to resist, several deep bone-sighted wounds were still cut from their bodies. Even the nameless sword of Shanye Yidao showed signs of cracking. Baili Butcher's sword broke the sword on the spot.

It made him heartbroken.

Qin Shaoyou held a foot-long peach wood sword, and a faint red light emitted from the sword covered him. The sword light slashed on it, like a mud bull entering the sea, but the powerful attack power still made Qin Shaoyou's face flushed, the blood in his body surging, and the corners of his mouth

A trace of blood overflowed.

"Second brother." Qin Shaoyou saw with his own eyes that Nan Kongting's body was destroyed, leaving only a blurry light and shadow standing on the river surface, and his eyes couldn't help but show anger.

The vague light and shadow are just the soul of Nankongting. The magician specializes in cultivating the spirit. After the body is destroyed, the soul can still condense but not disperse and can be transformed into a ghost cultivator. However, this is different from the Nascent Soul's share.

Infants can take over other people's bodies and continue to exist in the world, and this simple spiritual body will lose the qualification to win the great way in the future.

"Everyone, if you don't show off your skills today, I'm afraid you can't kill him anymore. Don't keep a backup plan." Qin Shaoyou spit out a mouthful of blood.

Shan Ye held the Taidao in his hand with a knife, and suddenly a faint red energy burned all over his body. His aura suddenly increased, and it seemed that his strength had increased more than twice. The powerful energy was blowing the river water under his body, and the water surface was concave one foot.

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"The secret technique of blood burning, burning life span, and gaining a short increase in strength." Zhuo Bufan frowned and murmured to himself.

"Please let Lu Jianxian go to the mortal world." Baili butcher bit his tongue and stained his blood with his fingers to outline the talisman on the short sword in his hand. Suddenly, a white lightning flashed, and thunder and lightning wrapped around the sword body.

"God's Fight?" Zhuo Bufan glanced at him. There was also a Taoist tradition on earth, but it was too backward. It was like the gap between the United States and North Africa with other cultivation planets. (To be continued)


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