Chapter 931

In the distance, on the pumice seat of Wuding flying sword sect, all the swordsmen, including Yun Feiyang, the leader of Wuding flying sword sect, could not help their anger.

Baiyun city is just a small border town.

Let alone among the martial arts forces of Dongdao Zhenzhou, even if we add a restriction, it's just that among the Kendo forces, Baiyun city ranks behind.

Now, a small town owner who is not well-known, dare to let out such wild talk?

On Jianfeng.

"As you wish."

Li Zailin's face quickly calmed down.

As a swordsman, the most basic accomplishment is to keep the peace of mind when playing the sword.

Ten fingers move.

In the scabbard behind, there are ten flying swords.

Ten swords come out together.

"Ten swords, ten thousand robberies... Kill."

Among the low cheers, ten indefinite flying swords turned into ten looting lights, breaking the air raid and killing them.

"Ha ha ha..."

Chu yunsun looked up at the sky and laughed. The dark red sword light on his arms flashed like blood fog.

The next moment, the blood color Xuan Qi condensed into a red five finger wide sword.

The sword is long and sharp.

Like the sword of death drawn from hell.

He held the blood sword in his hand and cut it at will.

The dark red sword awn flies away from the sword, cuts the air, and slowly forms a sword Qi with trailing tail.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Almost in an instant, it was about to chop ten indefinite flying swords.

It's like a gust of wind blows away the smoke.

At the same time, the sword seemed to be slow and urgent, and cut through Li Zailin's body in an instant.

Everything is completed and ended in the sword of lightning.

"Er..."

There was a trace of confusion in Li Zailin's eyes.

Just now, he had a good reaction, but why didn't he avoid the sword?

It's like the moment of thinking, everything is doomed?

"Ha ha ha..."

Chuyunsun's body flashed in the laughter, and his bloody sword passed Li Zailin's platinum.

Head up.

The blood between the neck is like a fountain.

Putong.

The headless body splits in two and falls.

Chu yunsun reached out his hand and took Li Zailin's head in his hand. With a grim smile, he burst into a cloud of blood.

"Rubbish, it's rubbish."

Disappointed, he raised his head and pointed to the people of Wuding Feijian Sect on the pumice seat in the distance: "Wuding Feijian sect, it's too weak."

There was an uproar all around.

No one thought that the unknown Master of Baiyun city was so powerful.

A sword.

It's just a sword. It's just a second. Li Zailin, the fourth elder of Feijian sect, is not sure.

And the means are extremely cruel.

Li Zailin's remains are not found.

For a moment, no matter the major participants in the conference or the strong people from all sides who came to watch the battle, they stared at the young man on the top of the summit, who was covered with bloody sword spirit, looking shocked.

"Next."

Chu yunsun's opponent Wuding Feijian all hooked his fingers.

"Too much deception."

The elder of Wuding Feijian sect stood up and said, "Zailin is kind-hearted and didn't kill Xiaoran. How could the master of Baiyun be so cruel

... Lord, let me kill him. "

The patriarch's face was dignified and said: "elder song, be careful. If you are not defeated, you must not be brave

"Don't worry, Lord."

The elder song Shuo shot out.

The fighting continued.

……

After a long time.

On the irregular section of Jianfeng, five corpses lay down.

The four elders, Li Zailin, song Shuo, Wei Sanxiao, Yin Chengxiong and Yun Feiyang, all died under the bloody sword of Chu yunsun, the leader of Baiyun city.

Except that the patriarch Yun Feiyang resisted the first sword by relying on the supreme treasure of the clan, Wuding sword shield, the other four people died under the first sword, similar to Li Zailin's fate.

But Chu yunsun only made two swords against the leader of Wuding flying sword sect.

One sword breaks the shield, another sword cuts the cloud.

Since Chu yunsun appeared in the first team battle of the sword conference, the real fighting time is less than 20 minutes.

The rest of the time, in fact, is just dialogue and questioning.

But it's over.

The first team battle of the sword conference ended with the annihilation of the whole army.

After the death of two elders, two Dharma protectors and one patriarch, we can imagine that the strength of Wuding flying sword sect has been seriously weakened. Even the other strong members of Wuding flying sword Sect on the pumice seat are extremely angry, but they have nothing to do, and even dare not take revenge.

First, this is within the rules of the sword conference.

Second, even the patriarch died and the most precious treasure of the clan was destroyed. Who can resist the sword of Chu yunsun?

After Tan Congyuan, the tower keeper of the Beihai Empire, announced the end of the battle, the master of Wuding Feijian sect rushed to lunjianfeng, put down a few cruel words, and took the bodies of five clan leaders

"Ha ha ha ha, it's boring. It's really boring."

Chu yunsun's face full of disappointment, arrogant laughter, turned back to the pumice mountain of Baiyun city.

Lu Guanhai is expressionless.

Chu yunsun's eyes fell on Ding Sanshi.

However, the latter is always like an old monk, bowing his head and closing his eyes, as if he had isolated everything around him.

"Waste."

He said with a sneer.

There is a smell of blood between heaven and earth.

This is just the first scene of the sword conference.

But it has been so tragic that it almost destroyed the door.

Lin Beichen looks at the expressions of Yan Ruyu and realizes that the killing and death may not be special. Sister Yan's expression is dignified, but it's not so unexpected.

This makes Lin Beichen realize that the dangerous degree of the sword conference is far beyond imagination.

It can be divided.

It can also be divided into life and death.

As long as you step on the Jianfeng mountain, you can't help yourself whether you live or die.

Always in the hands of the stronger, between the thoughts of the stronger.

So, is this the true face of the martial arts world outside the Beihai Empire?

I'm afraid.

Lin Beichen turns on WiFi hotspots.

Around the countless floating stones, also heard the noise.

Originally, I thought I would see five wonderful sword fights, which might even last for an afternoon.

I didn't expect it to end so soon.

"Next time, the sword sect will fight against the white bone sword sect."

The voice of tower keeper Tan Congyuan reverberates between heaven and earth.

Bumiejianzong is one of the great swords who participated in this discussion

Among the clans, the strength can enter the top three Kendo clans, while the white bone sword sect is 21 places behind the immortal sword sect in the clan ranking, which is a huge gap.

I thought it was the rolling Bureau.

But after seven battles, the white bone sword sect won a small one.

And the blood of this battle is much less than that of the last one.

Although the white bone sword sect lost, it only slightly injured three people, one broke his arm, and there was no death.

All three of them are merciful.

These seven battles lasted for four hours.

By the end of the fight, it was midnight.

In the sky, many stars are floating, and the lights are shining for tens of miles around the Jianfeng mountain.

The sword conference did not stop.

Until the third day, it was finally the turn of Wen Xiang Jian Fu.

"Wenxiang sword house vs. Chiyu demon mountain clan."

The voice of the tower keeper Tan Congyuan clearly reverberates between heaven and earth.

The expressions of the people on the pumice all around became strange.

Before, because the Chiyu demon mountain disciples molested the female disciples of Wenxiang sword house, the two sides broke out a conflict, which was regarded as a dead feud. Unexpectedly, in the first round, the two sides met by drawing lots.

Isn't that what's in the legend? Isn't it that the enemies don't get together?

"Ha ha ha..."

The leader of the red feather demon mountain clan laughed.

The red feather demon mountain people on the floating pumice also laughed excitedly and made a mockery.

There's a chance for revenge.

Whew!

A streamer falls on the top of Lun Jianfeng.

It was the elder of the red feather demon mountain clan who was stopped by the old chess player.

The power structure of the Chiyu demon mountain clan is similar to that of the general martial arts forces. Twelve mountain lords are in charge of the clan, and there are also elders, generals and other experts under them. As the famous Kendo force of the host Zhenzhou, they have a deep foundation. The elder level strongmen have reached the fourth level of cultivation.

"Carry a cup to sink, clay Qin son tentacle, not burning, tower gate shake uncomfortable, ward pile beast."

The elder of the red feather demon mountain clan, who was called Deron, called out in the strange human language.

Suspended on pumice.

"Chen elder brother, this old thing says, let you hand in person, our team other people, are not his match." Hu Meier, the unruly younger martial sister, has amazing translation ability.

Lin Beichen laughed.

"What are you, worthy of my hand?"

He looked down at Deron from the floating pumice and said, "the level 6 Heaven and man are as vulnerable as a wild dog under my sword. You are not qualified to let me do it... Brother, go up and kill him."

Xiao Binggan, who was gnawing at the drumsticks, kicked back the ordinary drumsticks and said, "OK."

His feet work.

The floating pumice is shaking.

Xiao Binggan, like a meteorite, smashed on Lun Jianfeng.

Adhering to the safety principle summed up in the trial of Lost Castle, which is "fight quickly and make a quick decision, never allow the other side to have time to sing and open big", he directly took out 98K without any hesitation.

"Sun thief, let's go."

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98K direct flame.

Come up and fight.

Xiao Binggan has no virtue.

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