Chapter 584

The sword God glanced at the kneeling swordsman, frowned and said, "against the sword Pavilion, you will die."

As soon as he spoke, he had to move away from the soul of the sword and cut people with one sword.

An unknown wooden sword, a simple sword, came down from the sky. The sky seemed to be dark. Before the sword arrived, the two legs of the visitor had been pressed into the earth by a huge sword.

Someone's hands are up with one stroke, the light is shining, and there's a loud click. Someone's body falls into the ground.

The weapon in his hands turned out to be a stick, which had been broken in two, and blood flowed out along the corner of his mouth.

There was a flash of horror and pain on his face. His sinews were clear, but he insisted.

A simple sword has such divine power. It is worthy of being the God of sword.

Tang Zheng can't help but gasp at his own strength to fight against the sword God. It's really a fat tree that can't stand a single blow.

"It's not an unknown person to receive my sword. If you don't give me your name, you will become the nameless ghost under my sword." Said the sword God coldly.

"Don't you care about the life and death of the swordsman?"

The sword God snorted coldly and said, "if they are dead, I will avenge them. No one of you will want to leave here. They will be buried together. That's enough."

The visitor is also a ruthless man, shouting: "do it!"

Poop poop!

Blood poured down from the top of the sinkhole, just like a blood rain.

But the sword God didn't blink his eyes. He just cut out another sword. The man roared hard. He rose from the earth. The broken stick of his hands met the unknown sword fiercely.

Bang bang!

Two broken rings, the stick became pieces, the blade cut against his forehead, the next moment, he seemed to be split in two.

There was despair in his eyes. He underestimated the strength and determination of the sword God. This man was not only a sword maniac, but also a cold-blooded man. So many sword slaves could not make him throw away their weapons.

The sword God is really a cold-blooded man. In order to pursue a more powerful sword way and a higher cultivation, can a regional sword slave let him stop fighting.

In his mind, the soul of the sword is more important than the life of the swordsman.

The visitor regretted that he was too reckless. As soon as he got the news, he came to the northeast. He just found out something about it, so he was killed here.

But instead of being afraid, he showed a resolute face, because he was a fighter, a fighter of the country.

Bang!

With a loud sound, the soul sword stopped in the air, the air fluctuated violently, and a dark long sword was exposed in the air.

But the sword was suspended in the air, without any support, as if it was controlled by an invisible hand.

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise. Even the sword God stopped and looked at the black sword that had blocked his sword suspiciously.

"Cultivator!" He suddenly frowned, "fierce, since tracking seven kill came here."

At one glance, he judged that the sword was the sword of the man who fought against the seven killers, and immediately figured out the reason.

Seven kill was seriously injured and lay on the ground, unable to move. He looked at the black sword directly, his eyes were bared and his eyes were split. He had been tricked by the other side and even led into the room.

At the same time, he was afraid. He had been very careful all the way, but he still followed a tail.

"Come on, why don't you show up and sneak around?" The sword God asked in a cold voice. The voice reverberated in the Tiankeng, like a sharp blade, stirring every space.

Every word into Tang Zheng's ear, as if to stir up his head, he tried to resist the pain, and did not appear as the other party wanted.

This time he was forced to help, because the visitor was an acquaintance - Xu Yingtian.

Xu Yingtian and he are allies. He can't watch Xu Yingtian die under the sword of the sword God.

But if you can help each other, it's equivalent to exposing your whereabouts. If you want to be unexpected, it's even more difficult.

Especially when he just received the sword of sword God, he felt that his arm was almost broken. The power of the sword of the other side was too great.

"Well, you want to hide your head and tail in front of me. I see if you have the ability." The sword God did not hear the response. He was furious and scolded. As soon as the unknown sword was cut off, there were sword shadows in the Tiankeng, which made people have nowhere to hide.

Tang Zheng had to recall the soul sword. With a jingle, the brilliant sparks splashed everywhere, and Tang Zheng's body shape was forced to be exposed.

Whoosh!

The sword God's body shape flashed. The unknown sword came to Tang Zheng's direction. Tang Zheng gritted his teeth and carried the sword to resist. With a crisp sound, Tang Zheng exploded and retreated. His hands were numb. The soul sword fell to the ground. At the same time, his illusions were completely invalid, revealing his figure.

"You're finally there." The sword God looked at Tang Zheng with fierce eyes. In front of him, there had never been a young man who dared to be so unscrupulous and didn't put him in his eyes.

Xu Yingtian is shocked. He looks at Tang Zheng strangely. In any case, he doesn't expect Tang Zheng to be here, and he saves him from the ghost gate.This Peck and drink is really a chance. If it was not for him to maintain a good relationship with Tang Zheng, Tang Zheng would not help himself in any way.

He can't help but rejoice in the decision to unite Tang Zheng to deal with the dragon team, which is not only beneficial to the National Security Bureau, but also plays an indelible important role for him.

"You are the apprentice of tianchanzi. I'd like to see how hot you learn from him." The sword God walked towards Tang Zheng step by step, his eyebrows were full of murderous spirit.

Tang Zheng waved, the soul sword flew back to his hand, crossed the sword to his chest, faced the sword God, and said with awe, "since you are interested in fighting with me, of course I can't ruin your happiness."

"Hum, I don't know if you are fearless. You're not your master. You dare to be so arrogant and arrogant." Said the sword God disdainfully.

With that, the nameless sword turned into a aurora and beheaded Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng is ready to go. The flying fairy sword technique is used in the sky. He just hears the jingling sound. Tang Zheng quickly retreats, and finally smashes into the mountain wall, spewing out a big mouthful of blood.

Tang Zheng wiped a handful of blood, looked at the sword God who was calm and didn't even breathe a breath, and deeply felt the gap like this gap.

It's the ultimate to be able to take the swords from the God of swords. It's extravagant to think more about it.

However, he also benefited a lot from these swords. The sword of sword God is full of incomparable sword meaning, which is really a rare sword technique in the world.

Moreover, this set of sword technique is by no means a rising sun, but a more advanced one.

The sword Divine sword technique is superior, and there is more than one set of advanced sword techniques. These sword techniques are all created by him. He can really be called a generation of sword master.

Tang Zheng can't test each other's accomplishments, but there is no doubt that he is an expert in the realm of patriarch. If he wants to surpass each other, he can't have such extravagant hopes. Therefore, the most urgent thing is to get the soul of the sword and then escape.

When Xu Yingtian saw Tang Zheng take the other's moves, he couldn't help being surprised. He still underestimated Tang Zheng's strength. He managed to take both swords, but Tang Zheng took these moves, and the strength of both sides was superior.

Of course, he is more concerned about whether he can leave safely.

Members of the National Security Bureau on the edge of Tiankeng saw that the director was in great danger, and someone could not help but come down to help him.

When Xu Yingtian saw this, he hurriedly stopped this stupid behavior in the telephone headset. He can't do the attitude of sword God that treats human life like a mustard. He should be responsible for his own members.

But Xu Yingtian's heart was also in turmoil. After all, his opponent was sword God. Tang Zheng could take him to escape, which is unknown.

Tang Zheng, with his back against the mountain wall, had already retreated. His face turned morbid, and he stared at the sword God.

Looking over the sword God's shoulder, Tang Zheng locked the sword spirit, had a brainstorming and a plan, secretly gritted his teeth: "this bet is to die or to live, it depends on my luck."

When a sword came, Tang Zheng didn't use it to resist it. Instead, he waved his hands forward. The momentum of a black cloud pressing the city was overwhelming, covering the Tiankeng.

Sword God's unknown sword attack stopped abruptly, and was blocked by a giant. The four elephants raised a leg and stepped on it.

Boom!

The sword God disappeared, the place where he stood had collapsed, and there was no sign of the sword God in other places, as if he had been trampled by the four image venerable.

Seven kill stupefied for a while, immediately immediately furious: "I want to kill you, revenge for the master."

Xu Yingtian's heart thumped and looked at the scene unbelievably. Was the sword God so easily trodden into mince?

Tang Zheng didn't pay attention to the life and death of the sword God. He had to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to integrate the sword spirit.

He had come to the soul of the sword in a flash. The soul of the war stabbed at the soul of the sword. The sharp sword spread all over the world.

The light of the soul of the sword envelops the sword of the soul of war, and then envelops the white bone below. The white bone radiates a lot of white light.

Tang Zheng is overjoyed. He has already felt that the strong sword is intended to penetrate into the soul sword. It seems that it is merging, which is not as simple as he imagined.

"Come on, come on." Tang Zheng's face beamed with joy and urged silently.

Suddenly, the joy on Tang Zheng's face stopped abruptly. He saw the light of the sword's soul beating violently and was very unstable. Then, with a loud explosion, Tang Zheng hit the mountain wall hard to dissolve this force.

The soul of the sword has recovered as before, but it has changed obviously. A wisp of fresh air is rising from the white bone and floating on the soul of the sword.

The gathering of Qingqi finally formed a person's face. The man glanced at several people with a rather bad look and said: "if you want to take my sword soul, how can I let you do it?"

"Who are you?" Tang Zheng looked at each other in surprise.

"Master of sword spirit." Said the other proudly.

It's just a ghost.

Tang Zheng, however, turned away his mouth. His eyes were bright, and he immediately saw through the true face of this breath.But he believed that this ghost did not lie. He was indeed the former master of sword soul, that is, the right master with white bones.