Chapter 413

Xuantian to that station, there will be a spirit straight into the sky.

At first glance, it seems that there is a huge sword floating on the head of Xuantian, which is extremely frightening.

This is a phenomenon that only the strong people who have a profound understanding of Kendo can appear.

The larger and longer the shape of the sword on the top of the head means that the swordsman's understanding of Kendo is later. The sword shape of Xuantian's essence and Qi is no less than that of the ten strong ones in the earth level environment.

However, the breath of Xuantian is released. Everyone can see that the cultivation of Xuantian is the five levels of the earth level.

The five levels of cultivation of the earth level realm can release the essence and spirit of the sword shape which can only be released by the ten strong people in the earth level environment. All the strong people are shocked: the handsome young man's understanding of the meaning of the sword must have reached a very high level.

"Less days!" Mu Qingchen's surprise voice came.

He quickly rushed to Mu Qingjie's side and helped him up: "brother, how are you?"

Mu Qingjie wiped the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth and shook his head: "I'm ok, but mother, she...!"

With that, Mu Qingjie's eyes were slightly red, and he burst into tears and fell into Yin Xiyong's hands. Life is not like death.

"Little valley master!" The remaining strong men of wanchungu all ran to Mu Qingchen and Mu Qingjie, and knelt down on the ground: "we are useless. We can't keep our wife. After this war, we'd better be punished for everything."

Mu Qingchen clenched his teeth and helped them up. "No wonder you. If anything happens to your mother, if your father goes out of the pass, you can only get revenge by washing Yin Luo Zong with blood."

"You don't have to be discouraged. Since I am a guest in wanchungu, today's wanchungu is my business. In my presence, no one can take away the wife of the valley master."

Xuantian looked back at mu Qingchen and Mu Qingjie, and then, step by step, went to the powerful men of Yinluo sect.

The strong men of Yin Luo sect and several people in black all stare at Xuantian.

Although it is only one person, the strong men feel that there seems to be a huge sword that cuts through the world and floods and approaches them.

Yin Luo Zong, a strong man with seven levels of land level, came out and stopped in front of Xuantian and said in a deep voice, "young man, where are you from? This is the gratitude and resentment between Yin luozong and Wan Chungu. Don't get involved. "

Even if they are five years old, they can be called "super power" in the heaven.

Yin Luo Zong was afraid that Xuantian would have a great future, so he would have talked with each other. Otherwise, Xuantian would have killed the nephew of the Lord of Yinluo with a sword. Yin Luo Zong would have killed Xuantian long ago, regardless of the name of Xuantian.

"My name is Tian Shao. You don't have to worry about where I come from. You release the valley master's wife, and then roll out of wanchungu. Naturally, I won't interfere in the gratitude and resentment between you." Xuantian kept moving forward.

Xuantian didn't want his news to spread. Although this was a desert place in the western regions, it was not necessarily that there were no martial arts people visiting other places in Shenzhou. Therefore, Xuantian did not give his full name, let alone "Beichen Pavilion".

There are so many names with the word "Tian" in their names. Even if the name of "Tian Shao" is spread, the warriors of Shenzhou may not be able to think of Xuantian.

However, if you know that tianshao was born in Beichen Pavilion, a large number of people will think of Xuantian and tianshao together.

"Little day? Your swordsmanship is good, but I have never heard of your name. " The strong man of the seven levels of the Yinluo clan gave a gloomy smile. Seeing that Xuantian had not reported anything frightening, the murderous intention in his voice suddenly increased: "listen to what you said, you must go through this muddy water, hum! If you dare to offend my Yin Luo Zong, you must not die easily. "

As soon as the voice fell, the strong man of the seven levels of the land immediately took action.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa -

between the fingers, the strong man of the seven levels of the earth level environment, continuously shot hundreds of thousands of palms, and displayed a set of extremely powerful palm techniques.

"Qianshan Guiyuan palm" The old man drank a lot.

The old man's fingerprints are like a mountain, one after another, overlapping endlessly, just like the top of a thousand mountains.

In the void, hand prints and mountain prints are dense, and they are photographed by Xuantian in all directions.

Qianshan Guiyuan palm is a kind of top-grade martial art on the ground level. This old man has developed a very good command of fire. He can make hundreds of thousands of palm prints between his fingers. When attacking the enemy, he will return to one thousand mountains, and thousands of palm prints will merge into a huge mountain, crushing his opponent into flesh and mud.

The most powerful part of this set of martial arts skills is that at the moment when thousands of mountains return to one, the attack will become very terrible as the strength increases by thousands of times.

However, this set of martial arts skills also has one drawback, that is, before the unification of Qianshan, although the palmprint is dense and overlapped, in fact, because one is divided into thousands, each palm print does not have much power. If not, there will be no threat to opponents in the same realm.

There was a flash of essence in Xuantian's eyes. Since he opened the third eye pupil, his eyes have become sharper and sharper. He has to be more careful in everything. Although the naked eye can't see through the false and the false, it's easy to see the flaws and weaknesses of the moves.In an instant, Xuantian could see that the dense palm print seemed turbulent, but in fact, the void was greater than the real. Breaking this palm technique was just before the thousand palmprint became one.

Shua!

Xuantian's high-grade sword in Xuantian's hands exploded, and the dazzling sword light suddenly shot in all directions.

All the sword light is the track of sword marks made by Xuantian.

Xuantian raised the speed to the limit. In an instant, he stabbed hundreds of swords in all directions. The sword was shining everywhere, just like a bright fireworks suddenly blooming.

Although the fingerprints taken by the old man of yinluozong were dense and overlapped, they were stabbed by the sword light, but they were like a dream bubble and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Xuantian sword, light and cold eight sides, to break the Yin luozong old man's "Qianshan Guiyuan palm.".

In the meantime, thousands of sword lights were collected and integrated. Xuantian collected the sword and stabbed the old man of Yin Luo clan.

Whew!

The dazzling sword light, like a ray of light, shoots straight into the brow of the old man of yinluozong.

The old man of yinluozong was still using "Qianshan Guiyuan palm". He never thought that Xuantian's sword speed was so fast that he broke his palms with a single sword, and made a counterattack in an instant. The sword flash came to Yin luozong's eyes.

WOW!

As soon as the hair of Yin Luo Zong's whole body exploded, a cool feeling rose from the back of his back, and instantly rose to the top of his head, which made his whole body emit a layer of cold sweat in an instant.

At this moment, the old man of yinluozong experienced what is the first line of life and death.

Back! The shadow of the old man of Yin Luo clan retreats!

The sword is in front of us, and there is no time to stop it. The old man of Yin Luo clan has to retreat to avoid this sword.

However, the speed of Xuantian's sword was so fast that the old man of yinluozong retreated in a panic. How could he match the speed of this sword.

The shadow of the old man of Yin Luo clan just moved, and the bloody stool blossomed in the void. The sword in Xuantian's hand had already penetrated into the brow of the old man of Yin Luo clan.

Xuantian's sword point stabbed an inch into the heart of Yin Luo Zong's eyebrows, and then stopped moving. Only an inch was enough to kill the spirit of the old man of Yin Luo clan and let him die.

The fierce sword pierced the second half of the head of the old man of Yin Luo sect, and the blood flowed out of the back of his head.

With the inertia of retreating, the body of the old man of Yin Luo clan retreated for several meters before falling to the ground. His eyebrows were pierced, his mind was destroyed, and his body died. There was no miraculous medicine in the world to cure him.

However, although the mind of the old Yin Luo Zong had been destroyed, his body was still very vigorous, and he did not die completely. The corpse on the ground still twitched instinctively.

However, at the moment, no one cares about the twitch of the old man of Yin Luo sect, but is shocked by Xuantian's sword technique.

A sword! Another sword!

Yin Xiyuan, who had previously been killed by Xuantian with one sword, was able to cultivate the four levels of the earth.

At the moment, in addition to the elder of the seventh level, Qiu was the first master of the second level.

There are three different realms between the two, and there is a big difference in strength.

However, under Xuantian's sword, there was no exception. Only one sword was killed by seconds.

"Tianshao's sword! How terrible

At the moment, whether it is wanchungu, or yinluozong, or those several people in black, their hearts are cold and shocked.

With the five levels of cultivation, Xuantian's strength is beyond the expectation of all the strong men.

Especially for the sword in Xuantian's hands, the strong are afraid.

The same sword, in the eyes of other martial arts practitioners, although it can improve the strength, it is also limited. However, in Xuantian's hands, it is so terrible.

The scene turned into silence again, and all the strong were shocked by Xuantian's sword.

However, after the shock, Wan Chungu cheered, while Yin luozong was still shocked. His face was deep and ugly.

Xuantian killed the great elder of Yinluo clan with a sword. His eyes were like a sword, and he fixed his eyes on Yin qiuyong, the leader of Yinluo clan: "let go of the valley master's wife!"

Xuantian's people are like swords, their momentum is like swords, and their voices are also like swords. Every move has the spirit of killing and cutting. Swords are like people, and people are like swords. They almost merge into one.

Yin Juyong's pale face was now more white and almost bloodless. He said in a cold voice: "boy, no one has ever dared to threaten us like this. If you dare to move forward, I will strip the clothes of this rascal and perform a spring palace map in front of all of you, so that all of you can see with your own eyes that the rascal screams in the crotch and under the seat!"

"Try to move as much as you can. If you move with your left hand, I will cut your left hand, you will move your right hand, I will cut your hands at the same time, your tongue will move, I will cut your head, you will move your body, I will cut you in two!"

Xuantian's voice was cold and murderous, staring at Yin qiuyong and saying word by word.

Bang! In his heart, it seemed that he had broken a glass bottle, and his body was shocked and changed color. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!