Chapter 949: Killing the Evil Sword Master

After walking out of the ancient village, the radiance of the sky dimmed for some reason, and a faint night veil enveloped the intersection of the two great gods, like a sudden solar eclipse.

In such darkness, Zhu Minglang raised his sword and flew out, and the sword of silver light, like the light of dawn, became extraordinarily dazzling in this extremely dark world.

His silver hair has not faded, and his body exudes a certain ancient aura. He seems to think that a ten thousand-year sword fairy who has been sleeping at the end of this god's territory, after breaking out of his cocoon, gave birth to that frozen aura that made the two gods The sea of ​​nothingness surging between the borders is rapidly freezing, making the constantly restless and turbulent ridges and ridges inexplicably silent!

Zhu Minglang jumped across the river of nothingness, Fengyue Bailong and the gray-haired evil swordsman were fighting in mid-air.

The gray-haired evil swordsman was obviously a bit behind the scenes. He saw Zhu Minglang above his head, saw Zhu Minglang holding the Yinxi evil sword that still exuded the aura of silver light, so he shook Fengyue White Dragon away, Frantically, he rushed towards Zhu Minglang.

"This is what belongs to me!!!" the gray-haired evil swordsman roared, his eyes were extremely red, and his entire face was twitching.

He is the Evil Sword Immortal! !

He is Yinxi's master! !

The power of Xuangu Shengmo will be injected into his body, and he will be the most well-deserved master of evil gods in the birthplace of Shenzhou, and no god can match it! ! !

Zhu Minglang landed on Wushi Mountain, turned his head, and saw the gray-haired evil swordsman.

Cunning, insidious, vicious, and greedy, although Zhu Minglang has never dealt with this gray-haired evil sword master, he can recognize the evil nature in this person's bones. Such a person cannot become an evil sword fairy at all, he can at most become an evil sword master The tribute of the immortal has become a poor body that was taken away by the evil sword dragon.

But this guy has no such consciousness at all.

The gray-haired evil swordsman turned sideways in the air, his body stirred up a magnificent sword swirl, the sword swirl was crimson in color, and one could see the red-red sword blade spinning at a frightening speed. It can be cut thousands of times in the same position.

The crimson sword swirl became bigger and bigger, above Zhu Minglang's head, it was like an ancient blood beast pounced and bit down, and the majestic sword force even shattered the surrounding Wushi land into pieces.

On the constantly shattered ground, Zhu Minglang raised his head and stared at the crimson sword whirlpool, until the enemy's sword power approached him, and he suddenly drew his sword!

"Shadowless Sword!"

Zhu Minglang's figure suddenly blurred,

The next moment has disappeared in place.

Drawing the sword without a trace, falling the sword without a shadow, Zhu Minglang passed through the crimson terrifying sword swirl, leaving only a touch of silver line on the axis of the sword swirl.

Soon, the entire huge sword vortex shattered along that touch of silver, and the surging crimson sword energy stopped at this moment, and the gray-haired evil sword master who used his body to rotate to form such a force suddenly stopped abruptly. The body twitched violently as if being shocked by an electric shock, and then fell to the position of the silver wire...

During the fall, the gray-haired evil swordsman's body was split into two, and he was chopped down to the waist by the slanted shoulders. It was probably because he was still swinging the sword sideways when he was hit by the sword, and Zhu Minglang's sword was too fast. It was almost enough to cut through his body, and he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't even realize that the sword had split him, until when he turned violently again, his body was separated from his left shoulder to his right waist, and then he was With the movement, the two halves of the body were thrown in two directions, and they fell into a blur!

Maybe it was really too fast, the grey-haired evil swordsman still had disbelief on his face, he stared at Zhu Minglang, but his eyes were unwilling to close before dying, instead they stared wider and wider!

He is so intelligent and outstanding, relying on the local sect to strengthen the entire evil sword sect, so that all the gods of the sword palace are helpless against them.

How wise and far-sighted he is, the moment he came into contact with the Fragment of the Silver Sun, he understood that this thing would definitely bring supreme divine power. In the place where Shenzhou was born, as long as he dared to act, there was hope that those righteous gods would be ruthless. He stomped hard on his feet.

However, no matter how resourceful, it is meaningless in the face of absolute power.

One sword, just one sword!

It was meaningless for the gray-haired evil swordsman to be so cautious in the past. When he saw Zhu Minglang holding the sword and killing him with jealousy, this result was doomed!

"You should thank me. You can't grasp this sword. It only brings you endless mental torture, and you can't feel the slightest bit of superiority and pleasure. You will only be like a flesh and blood puppet, living in humiliation under this evil sword. Under his control, he will die early and be liberated sooner." Zhu Minglang said to the gray-haired evil sword master who died with regret.

It was even more difficult for the evil sword master to die when he heard such words...

In order to help others, Zhu Minglang cut off his soul completely with a sword strike.

After all, he is also an evil sword god, and there are all kinds of weird methods these days. God knows if this evil sword master will use the magical power of resurrecting the dead to make him die as soon as possible, and go to reincarnation as a beast as soon as possible. For Zhu Minglang A deed of good deeds.

Based on what the evil sword master has done in his life, even if he is reincarnated as an animal, he should be the most humble cockroach, ditch rat, stinky maggot, etc. Eagles, tigers, and dragons have nothing to do with him.

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After beheading the evil sword master, Zhu Minglang walked towards the extremely chaotic battlefield.

The Wushi Mountain on the left has long been changed beyond recognition. Nuwalong, Yanwanglong and Zhu Minglang's other dragon pets are fighting with the entire Earth Sword Sect.

The Wupao Sect Master also knows very well that the sword created by the Evil Sword Sect is definitely a peerless fairy sword. Whoever holds it will be able to control the future Shenzhou. With this sword, their sect can even become the only Second to the existence of Yuheng Xinggong, so they spared no expense.

Although most members of the local sect have been defeated, there are still about ten sword gods in the entire local sect. These sword gods can pose a threat to Zhu Minglang's dragons.

The battle situation is not optimistic, after all, Nuwalong's soul has not fully recovered, and she has cast Yanzang supernatural powers that surpass her own cultivation one after another, which has made her face extremely pale. Can't hold on.

Nuwalong is strong and strong, but her body is too weak. If she can be as energetic and physically strong as Lianchen Heilong and Yan Wanglong, Nuwalong can compete with Yanfeng Dragon God and Chu Chengying by herself.

Yan Wanglong's injuries are getting worse and worse. After its wings are broken, it means that it has lost the means of attack that can threaten the existence of a god-level existence. In this way, Chu Chengying and Yanfeng Dragon God can attack Yan Wanglong unscrupulously. , tail, abdomen, and dragon horns are obviously missing...

That is, the bloodline of the giant dragon martial body, so that it can continue to fight in the battlefield, otherwise, I am afraid that Zhu Minglang will not be able to suppress this evil sword fairy, and he will already die in battle!

Zhu Minglang, like a silver meteor, streaked across the sky above Wushi Mountain, and the air was like the power of ice, instantly cooling down the extremely hot area steamed by the Yanfeng Dragon God. In this chaotic sky, one can see a gleam of starlight, which reveals a strange silver color.

There is no sun and moon, but there are stars. At the junction of these two great gods, it seems to indicate something.

Zhu Minglang took a deep breath, and the god-killing breath suddenly swept across him, like a bloody dragon wind coiling around him, making Zhu Minglang's clothes rustle, and Zhu Minglang's hair stood upside down.

"If you come one step too late, your dragon will be slaughtered by me. Hehe, do you really understand swords? This Yinxixie sword is just broken copper and rotten iron in your hand, and you and I It’s different, I have practiced swords since I was a child, and there are thousands of swordsmanship in the world, no matter how complicated and difficult they are, I, Chu Chengying, can learn them within ten days, and within a month, I will definitely reach the level of mastery!” Chu Chengying, the lord of Wupao, looked at Zhu Mingming couldn't help laughing.

Chu Chengying roughly understood.

The opponent is indeed a dragon shepherd, but it is just a dragon with a sword spirit.

The Dragon of the Sword Spirit endowed the man in front of him with the power of sword cultivation.

However, compared with a real sword cultivator, what kind of power can a dragon shepherd master display? He doesn't know sword moves, doesn't understand sword realm, let alone learn sword skills. The sword evil dragon is attached to such a useless body. On the other hand, how can it play the name of the world's number one evil sword? ?

A good sword needs a real sword god! !

And he, Chu Chengying, is undoubtedly the most outstanding sword god, and the youngest suzerain of the earth sect! !