Returning from the Immortal World

The brilliant sword lotus blooms hundreds of meters high, as if a round of sun were falling from the sky, releasing a million brights. Dim dark field, much faded by swordlight.

Tang Guangbai was brilliant, as his arms swung down, a sword like a long rainbow chain descended from the sky and stabbed the giant tens of meters tall skeleton monster.

This move.

It was Tang Guang's strongest killing technique. At the moment when a sword and a bone knife were slaughtered together, a shadow appeared as if riding a sword and appeared silently near the skeleton monster. As the space fluctuated and sputtered, the shadow appeared behind Solov.

“Careful. ”

In the distance, Soros suddenly changed his face and lost his voice.

Yet.

That obscure figure was so fast, so fast that a fairy sword stabbed silently into the back neck of Solov. As the sword flourished, Solov's neck was instantly split open, and even the flying head exploded instantly.

“Boom...”

The skeleton monster exploded, and although it blocked the sword ray emitted by Lotus, it blocked only a moment, and then the skeleton monster broke apart, and the sword ray lashed in front of Sorojee.

“Dark Barrier. ”

Sorojee sprayed a bite of grey black blood, risking avoiding critical parts of her body, instantly escaping nearly 100 meters when her left arm was severed by a swordman.

With an angry look on his face, Solo Xing quickly rushed to Solo Jie's side, blocking other swordmen for him, growling: “Damn bastards, you sneak up on him with shame. People of the House of Heavenly Witches, kill them for me. And whoever kills the most, whoever does the most, when I return, We give him the dark sacred fruit. ”

“Dark Sacred Fruit? ”

Dozens of wizards of the Heavenly Witch clan went mad, and the Dark Holy Fruit was the sacred object of their Heavenly Witch clan and the fruit of that holy tree. The Dark Sacred Tree blossoms every hundred years and results every two hundred years, with only ten dark sacred fruits.

You could say that.

Dark Holy Fruit is absolutely one of the top three treasures in the Heavenly Witch clan, taking one, even a newborn child, can have tremendous strength in a short period of time. And the strong take it, and they can increase it to 100 years of cultivation.

“Kill!”

“Kill them! ”

A cloud of black fog exploded and a strip of ghostly shadow quickly rushed towards Rough Island 9. They're like demons coming out of hell, foggy and murderous.

Tang Xiu's eyes locked on Solo Xingsi and saw that he had not rushed in. He suddenly lifted his arm and swung forward, drinking: "Kill me! No one can take a half-step back until you die. The more you kill, the more rewards you get. ”

Far from the sea.

As soon as Zixuan arrived with ten apprentices, he saw the battalion that had been slaughtered together. Forgive me, Zixuan human has been killed several times, and I have seen him killed with my own eyes. None of the hundreds of powerful people have been killed together at this time.

Her gaze, staring dead at the fairy sword in the hands of the members of the Baibang Tavern, after her judgment, has now determined that it is absolutely a fairy sword. And the number of monks with the sword is definitely over twenty.

“Master. ”

The golden cicada was a little pale, and his brothers and sisters had not encountered such a scene of killing, and his face was similarly gloomy.

Purple Xuan's eyes were lit with reflection. With more than a dozen seconds of silence, he finally made up his mind and said in silence: “It was Tang Daoyou of Kowloon Island who saved us, Mo 'a Wu. Now they are killing with the people of the Tian Wu clan. How can we stand by and watch? Kill with me, even if you die here today, you must help Don Daoyou and them. ”

“Yes!”

Despite their hearts, the ten Golden Cicadas mustered courage and followed Zixuan to the battlefield with their swords. They are all foundational monks, and they are no worse than the foundational masters of the Baibang Pavilion. However, their inexperienced defects in combat were immediately revealed when they rushed into the battalion and the leaders of the Tianxi clan were killed together.

Don Hugh didn't do it.

The Solo Star Division is also watching with cold eyes.

The sword shadow, the bloody storm, soon the whole island of Rough Nine, is full of fighters. Bloody desert island, bloodbath.

As time went on, Solo's eyebrows grew deeper and deeper, he acutely discovered that as the killing continued, more and more people of his Tianxi clan were killed and injured, and the scene was disadvantaged.

“How is that possible? ”

“Why are these young people so experienced in combat? ”

“The scariest thing is that the longer they kill, the stronger they burst, and even the greener places they could have easily changed. ”

Solo Xingshi's fist was tight, his eyes suddenly fell on Tang Xiu, and his mind echoed one of the words he had been emphasizing before Tang Xiu: practice.

“He, he practiced with the people of my Tianxi clan...? This fucking lunatic, doesn't he know how hard it is to train a master? Even if the situation is good for them, even if they can kill the best of my Tian Wu clan, they will suffer huge losses! Isn't so many masters worth nothing to him? ”

At this moment.

Soros has some hidden regrets and regrets tearing his face apart in a short time and in front of these enemies. The young man doesn't care about his men, but he can't care less! You know, it was difficult for him to cultivate the masters of the Tianxi clan. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen of his masters of the Tianxi clan died in battle and dozens were injured.

“Four, only four are dead. ”

Staring dead at Tang Xiu, Solo Xing sighed and drank: "Young man, I have thousands of people in the Tianxi clan and more than 100 master witches. Less than a tenth of the masters come here this time, and if you really don't fear reprisals from our Heavenly Witch clan, let them die. ”

Tang Xiu smiled coldly: "Threaten me? I'm afraid of everything, I'm just not afraid of threats. If you don't tell me, I don't have many good men. I'm afraid not even a tenth of you are from the Tianxi clan. But then what? Only those who experience killing are truly powerful. They die in battle because they are inexperienced, but those who survive will only grow stronger and stronger. ”

“You're a lunatic. ”

Soros roared.

Tang Xiu smiled coldly: "Crazy? You're right, I'm crazy. Because I kill too many people, because I experience too much killing. On the battlefield, life and death are long gone. This is a time of peace, and it's really hard for me to find some opponents for my men. How can I waste this opportunity when you Tian Wu clans come to the door on their own initiative? ”

Solo Xing clasped his fist and, as his staff was raised high in his hand, he finally couldn't help releasing the "Dark World” killing move and rushing towards the people he was killing.

Tang Xiu laughed furiously. As his arm split forward, the sword turned into a 100-meter flood, splitting the rolling black fog apart. In the sword wind, Tang Xiu instantly appeared in front of Solo Xingshi.

“Electricity…”

“Fire...”

“Wind…”

“Rain…”

The law squeezed, and a lightning bolt fell above the dome; a flame appeared in the sky, and a flaming sea of flames formed in the blink of an eye; a tornado formed and ravaged; and a drop of rain dripped with a strong corrosive drop, dripping with a cloud of clouds.

“What is this?”

Sorostar's color changed dramatically, and he felt like he was in a magical world, and these magical energies posed a huge threat to him.

Magic?

Solo Star bites through the tip of his tongue and the staff swings faster. As a cloud of black fog protected him, the Reaper sickle instantly released and hit Tang Xiu hard.

Tang Xiu laughed and did not hesitate to manipulate the sword against the bombing.

“Knock! ”

It's like the sound of a broken egg shell, huge energy shock waves, many of the masters around have been turned over by the air waves. Leaving even a 100-metre long, 78-metre deep divide on the rough island ground.

Soros sprayed a bite of blood and his face instantly grew pale like paper. His body shivered, looking at the broken Reaper, his heart almost shed tears.

This magic trick!

His father was killed and given to him. He was sacrificed for more than 300 years. He possessed the Reaper, and his strength can increase dramatically. This Reaper, to say the least, is what he cares about.

But!

But now the Reapers have been smashed by each other's swords?

This…

How is that possible?

Solo Xingshi looked at Tang Xiu with resentment and yelled: “The people of the Tianxi clan, the other side set traps here in advance, we are here with them to kill too much loss. On my command, evacuate immediately. ”

For a moment.

The master of the Heavenly Witch clan is unwilling to fight.

Sorosheng and Tang Xiu have just been killed, and many of them have seen it clearly. They didn't expect that the elders they admired, who were not rivals of a young man, even the elders' natural witchcraft, the Reaper, were destroyed.

“Run!”

Despite the strong humiliation in their hearts, their lives are even more important. Even the elders didn't have the heart to keep fighting, and if they fell in love, they would only die.

Soon.

Dozens of people from the Tianxi clan fled quickly with injuries. However, the foundational masters of the Baibang Pavilion, like dog cream pills such as maggots and bones, are dying, leaving them unable to escape to safety for a short time.

Don Shu had a smile in his mouth, and he was very pleased with his fierce men. After a dozen minutes of fighting, nearly twenty people were killed by the Tianxi clan, and only four of his banquet hall masters died.

“Everybody follow orders, give me a chase. ”

Tang Xiu took the lead. He was as fast as a meteor and chased after the master of the Heavenly Witch clan. The sword he sacrificed was like a lethal charm. Each attack would seriously damage some of the leaders of the Tianxi clan. Even if it was not killed in a short time, it would drastically delay the other party's escape time.