Chapter 701

Yishui platform, centered on Haoran peak, has formed an absolute field.

Outside the field, there were countless demon carcasses under the command of huanling sect to launch an attack.

I don't know how many monsters were cut by Taibai sword and their bodies were separated. I don't know how many monsters were smashed by Taibai sword and turned into blood and debris.

The only thing you can know is that the river named Yishui is completely scarlet by the blood at the moment.

The monster with serious injuries struggled to get up, but could not, and stumbled over again.

This is really a tragic and bloody scene.

There have been countless battles in the vast sky, but it is rare to see such a heroic as here.

Haoran peak leader in the center of the bloody meat grinder still has no expression on his face, his expression is still so calm, and his eyebrows are still so gentle.

Haoran gas, not stained with dust.

Therefore, even if he was killed, his eyes were still as clear as light without any blood.

It was a boring battle.

Kill the demon, and then kill the demon.

The roar and shrill wail of monsters seemed so monotonous.

The so-called monotony is numb repetition.

From the beginning to now, huanlingzong has filled in at least more than 1000 monsters here.

Clank!

The sound of the sword never stopped.

Roar! Roar!

The roar of the monster never stopped.

The master of Haoran peak has not retreated from the beginning to the present.

Because behind him is the transmitting Dharma array.

After transmitting the Dharma array, it is Qiuyan city of Jianzong.

Woo woo!

Suddenly, a sharp whine came from Yi Shuizhi.

Then the monster finally stopped charging.

It's not that huanlingzong can't afford this loss.

But a man dressed in a Xuanwu robe, I don't know when he appeared in the sky.

He walked slowly towards the Lord of Haoran peak.

At this time, there was chaos, but after the man appeared, it was like a taboo, and the king of beasts came.

Those noisy and crazy monsters were all quiet.

Only the sword still sounds.

Li Shiyi, the leader of Haoran peak, narrowed his eyes, looked at the visitor and his eyebrows jumped.

Come on.

Huanling sect, the master of Xuanwu.

Reverend monk.

The challenger.

Sword sect, master of Haoran peak.

Four robbing monks.

Can you win?

No.

The Lord of Haoran peak knows it.

No matter how strong the friars of Jianzong are, they eventually belong to the human level.

The title of "four robberies" is no longer a matter for people on earth.

However, he was very peaceful and smiled with trust.

Who can make him trust so much?

Who can make him so peaceful.

It's just a "I'm coming" in my ear

This is the very familiar voice of the Lord of Haoran peak.

From the leader of sword sect, Xie Qingyun.

One of the only two sword immortals in the world.

Finally.

Haoran peak is the center of the heart.

The Xuanwu master of huanling sect and the Qingyun sword immortal of sword sect arrive at the Yishui platform.

Who can stop the demon clan?

Now, only the sword sect.

The most powerful force of Jianzong is Xie Qingyun.

Xie Qingyun is here.

The Xuanwu master is also dead.

.........

The cold wind gently brushed the Yishui platform.

Xuanwu dominates the hunting in clothes and robes. Looking at the Haoran peak master standing on the flesh and blood, he exudes extremely humanized complex emotions on his face and sighs: "even if my demons do it themselves, they can't surpass the first sect in the world..."

"Jianzong is worthy of Jianzong."

Under the control of the mind demons, huanling sect has become more and more popular in the past 20000 years.

But no matter how powerful it was, the sword sect kept pressing him.

"However, as a friar of sword sect, why not pay close attention to your eastern region and bathe blood in the spirit?"

Xuanwu dominates youyou road.

"How can some people not cherish a good life?"

The master of huanling sect, who was actually one of the three souls of soul respect, showed an expression of great regret.

Haoran peak master understood the hidden meaning of the words of the master of Xuanwu, looked at the master of Xuanwu, nodded and said, "yes, a good life. Why don't some people know how to cherish it?"

When the Xuanwu master frowned, he was obviously surprised at why Haoran peak master could still have such calm performance and such self-confidence under such circumstances.

He looked up and down at the master of Haoran peak.

Finally, I couldn't help laughing.

"A monk in the four robbers' territory said so wildly to me?"

"Don't you think you can kill me with the cultivation of four robbers?"

"Ridiculous!"

In the end, the master of Xuanwu gathered all his smiles and became extremely indifferent, showing his killing and sarcasm in his eyes.

"Don't you think you are invincible?"

Haoran peak leader didn't answer, but suddenly he stopped holding a sword.

He laid his white sword across his chest.

His hair flows like a black river without wind.

Then, the too white sword in front of him suddenly began to hum. It seemed impatient to be born and drink blood. It seemed that he was struggling with some powerful existence.

Shin!

A sword!

Boom!

A sword roared.

The dark Taibai sword turned into a black sword light and split the wind. It pierced the Xuanwu master coldly, as if to penetrate the Xuanwu master who has reached the honor level.

In the unknown field of vision, a very thin and light gray shadow of the sword body, which is completely transparent and can only be seen by the sword owner, shoots out together with Taibai sword and is tightly attached to Taibai sword.

It looks like one sword, but it's actually two.

The invisible sword shadow, like shuttle and electricity, is the real killing move.

Taibai sword was ferocious. The low sound of the sword became a huge roar like wind and thunder in a blink of an eye.

Taibai sword is very fast.

The power carried by the sword will empty the air where the blade passes.

There was a tearing sound in the air.

The flying sword roared past and tore countless air currents.

These torn air currents form a straight line behind the Taibai sword.

At the end of the line is the incomparably powerful Xuanwu master.

"Ants try to shake trees and strike stones with eggs."

The Xuanwu master, who has always been as calm as a stone carving, has just changed a little because of the words of the Lord Haoran peak, and now he is calm again.

He admitted that the sword of Lord Haoran was very powerful and had the potential of great wind and thunder.

But it's too far to beat him.

"That's it?"

The master of Xuanwu smiled coldly.

He reached out his hand and waved it gently.

The next moment, behind the master of Xuanwu, there was a chaotic air flow, and a pair of blood red eyes opened like blood lanterns in the air flow.

Whoa, whoa!

The power is surging.

Four spirit holy Art - Xuanwu treasure art.

The basaltic master directly uses the basaltic treasure art of the four secret treasure arts of huanlingzong.

The Xuanwu blood beast pet placed in his body suddenly showed his body shape behind him.

A behemoth revived.

The dragon head, crocodile sound, dark brown all over, with a hard shell on its back, glowing like scales.

With the help of the spirit of Xuanwu, the master of Xuanwu casts the powerful holy skill that can only be cast by the blood of Xuanwu.

The blood is incomparable.

The arms of the basaltic masters have been covered with dark brown scales, and the bloody air flow is rising. They have the ability to cut dragons and kill Kun.

So he made a fist with his palm and waved it out against the void and the Taibai sword.

Xuanwu is the most defensive spirit beast in the world.

In the face of such powerful magic, will the flying sword of the four robbers really make a difference?

The answer lies only in the result, not in the expectation.

Taibai sword swept away the breath of heaven and earth in Yishui platform.

It went all the way and finally collided with the sword wielded by the master of Xuanwu.

A loud bang.

Xuanwu dominates the burly body, suddenly leaves the ground, flies upside down, and falls to the Yi water below.

In mid air, the Xuanwu master uttered a fierce, unwilling and puzzled roar, angrily trying to adjust his body and stabilize his body.

Then the Taibai sword came again.

He flew back out.

He struggled again.

Fly backwards again.

After six repetitions.

With a bang, the master of Xuanwu was finally smashed into the easy water below, arousing towering waves.

When he struggled to get up from the easy water, the blood red river flowed over his scales, flowing down the cracks of those scales, looking very seeping.

Wow.

The basaltic master began to vomit blood.

Scarlet blood gushed from his mouth.

At the moment, there was a touch of confusion and self doubt in his eyes.

The Xuanwu master could clearly feel that the power of Li Shiyi's flying sword was not enough to shake him.

However, it is puzzling that when such a "flat power" flying sword collided with his fist to display the Xuanwu spirit skill, there was a force that should not exist, which was countless times stronger than the Taibai sword itself.

It's not like one sword, but two.

But in his vision, in his perception, and under the exploration of his mind, he did not find the figure of the second flying sword.

Therefore, even if he couldn't believe it, he had to admit that there was only one Taibai sword between heaven and earth.

It was Lord Haoran who hurt him.

This inexplicable force, fierce and peerless, not only blew him away, but also penetrated into his powerful and invincible body, directly hurting his internal organs.

Yes, his defense is almost invincible and difficult to break under the blessing of Xuanwu spiritual skill.

Therefore, this sword uses the means of force anti shock to break his defense.

It's like a man in an iron bucket who was hit with a hammer.

The iron bucket was very hard and was not damaged.

But the huge anti earthquake force shocked the people inside to death through the iron sheet.

This is also the case with the master of Xuanwu.

His scales and armor were not damaged at all, but the great power caused him extremely serious internal injuries.

On the easy water, there was a dead silence.

Huanlingzong demon cultivation couldn't believe the loss of Xuanwu master.

But the battle has only just begun.

Taibai sword drew a round arc in the air, flashed across the void again and killed the master of Xuanwu.

The sword came suddenly, sharp and gorgeous.

The Xuanwu master was finally angry.

He gave a loud roar.

In a moment, the scales on the Xuanwu master turned from brown to red gold, and the Xuanwu virtual shadow behind him raised his head.

So, the Xuanwu master shot again.

The speed of light was surging between his five fingers, and the void was like broken glass, making a cracking sound.

In his palm, the light of scales and red gold shone. Facing the Taibai sword shot again, he grabbed the blade of Taibai sword in his hand.

The fingers of the Xuanwu master clenched tightly, and the scales in the palm rubbed with the Taibai sword, making a sour sound.

"I've got you." he showed a ferocious smile, and the light in his palm was surging and beating like a flame.

There is no doubt that the Xuanwu master's grasp is amazing. He even grabbed the sharpest sword among all kinds of magic weapons with his bare hands.

However, the master of Haoran peak, whose life sword was paid, was not flustered at the moment. Instead, he said with a happy smile: "I'm on the hook."

For a moment.

Countless wind rolls are born out of thin air, rolling outward rapidly and spreading.

The three inch sword light suddenly rose.

But it did not rise in the Taibai sword grasped by the Xuanwu master, but bloomed in the emptiness of nothing.

The master of Xuanwu suddenly turned pale.

He reacted suddenly.

This time, the strange power that came from nowhere was no longer attached to Taibai sword.

Because it had been so before, he had acquiesced that this power would only coexist with Taibai sword.

It was this habitual thinking that made the master of Xuanwu finally take the bait and suffer a great loss.

Like countless strong winds rolling away the void, tearing up the sky and going straight to the master of Xuanwu.

In the distance, the Lord of Haoran peak, who saw the spectacular weather, just pulled the corners of his mouth and despised it.

He whispered in his heart.

Remember, the one who killed you, sword sect Xie Qingyun.

You can die without regret.

At the next moment, a faint blood mark expanded rapidly in the eyebrows dominated by Xuanwu.

Blood gushed out like no money.

The Xuanwu master covered his eyebrows, and blood overflowed from his fingers.

But the more fatal injury was the sea under his eyebrows.

A sword has penetrated his soul and torn countless pieces.

He looked at Haoran peak master angrily, leaned forward and fell down slowly, and fell into the easy water again.

He grabbed the hand of Taibai sword and couldn't loosen it.

Until the moment of death, the master of Xuanwu still didn't know where the second terrorist force contained in the flying sword of Haoran peak came from?

Roar!

Taibai sword, which broke away from the control of the Xuanwu master, went straight to the Lord of Haoran peak.

"I'm the friar of the sword clan," said the master of Haoran peak calmly, looking at the Xuanwu master who had lost his breath of life, with his usual gentle smile on his face. "It's invincible in the world."

........

There is a sword across the chest, and a sword goes invisible.

There is a sword between beast tide and demon Xiu.

One sword kills the master.

Invisible sword.

Invincible sword.

Its name

Fuyao.

........

In front of the Yishui platform, the surging tide of people and Demons became quiet again.

The blood color in the Yi water has not faded, and now another master's blood is added.

All the people, all the demons, looked at the Taibai sword held by the Lord of Haoran peak. They were frightened and felt like they wanted to escape and cry.

Long sword never asks people to laugh, it only asks people to cry.

Suddenly, the Lord of Haoran mountain raised his Taibai sword, pointed to the demon tide and laughed loudly.

He said, "come!"

Huanling sect demon cultivation didn't come.

They chose to run.

Huanlingzong's demon cultivation finally chose to escape in a low atmosphere.

Countless demons and beasts and a large number of huanling sect demons fled in all directions.

Haoran peak saw this scene and a sense of regret flashed in his eyes.

Now, it's time to pursue the victory.

However, he was really unable to pursue and kill these fleeing monsters and huanling sect demon cultivation.

Because, whether it was the previous killing candlelight palm sect, or the later independent battle yishuitai, and finally with the "performance" of the Sword Fairy, it consumed too much mana and energy.

His face was extremely pale.

He has no more strength.

Just then.

Behind the leader of Haoran peak, a light suddenly flashed in the cross domain transmission array that he had guarded with his long sword for a day and night.

In the light, a proud figure emerged.

It was a very handsome and young Jian Xiu with black shirt and black hair.

Behind him was a red sandalwood sword box.

"Lu Qingshan took the sword sect to repair 400 swords and was ordered to help!"

A cold voice sounded.

Then the light and shadow flickered.

One shadow after another emerged in the magic light of the Dharma array.

But in a moment, nearly 400 figures poured out of the transmission array.

Sword sect is the sword sect of all disciples.

It won't let any sword sect disciple fight alone.

Unless there is only one left in the sword sect.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan came with the first batch of western expedition sword repair of Jianzong.

All right.

Come!