Chapter 344 Long Song of Sword Art

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Chapter 344 Long Song of Sword Art

Several people in Wangdaomeng were completely intimidated by Xiao Fan's previous murderous aura, even if Xiao Fan was lying on the ground now, they did not dare to advance rashly.

"He really can't move!" Walking ten meters away from Xiao Fan, the eyes of one of them lit up, his soul power enveloped Xiao Fan, and he found that Xiao Fan hadn't moved at all.

"I see, he was deliberately delaying the time before, so that he would have the strength to resist, we were deceived by him!" Some people in the crowd also showed a trance look.

"Quick, kill him!" Ning Zhe roared again.

"Don't worry, leader, he's dead!" Several people were very excited, and the others were also inexplicably excited. Many of the survivors of Wang Daomeng rushed forward.

"Are people in the Academy of War Souls accustomed to bullying the few with the more?" A faint voice sounded, and a strange figure appeared in front of Xiao Fan.

It was a young man in a plain white robe, his thick long hair was simply draped behind his shoulders, and he held a long sword in his hand, looking very ordinary.

However, those eyes that are as bright as stars are not to be underestimated.

"Who are you, dare to stop my Wang Daomeng!" One person shouted angrily, if they hadn't felt the aura of the other party, they would have rushed forward.

"Xueyue, Lou Aotian." The young man in white robe said lightly.

"What the hell, I haven't heard of it, kill him." Wang Daomeng's people rushed up one after another with disdain on their faces.

Xueyue, of course, is the Xueyue Dynasty, just a member of the Dynasty, they really don't take it seriously.

"The Xueyue Dynasty? It seems that the Dayan Dynasty that Xiao Fan belongs to is also the Xueyue Dynasty, are they together?" Someone in the crowd suddenly thought of something.

But at this time, Wang Daomeng's people had already rushed forward.

"Stab la la~"

A burst of bright light flickered around, blooming like a brilliant galaxy, and at some point, the long sword in Lou Aotian's hand had been unsheathed.

"Sword Dao Long Song!"

Out of sheath, in sheath!

With the simplest movement, the crowd saw that brilliant galaxy disappear in an instant, and disappeared in a flash, as if it had never appeared before.

"Boy, are you embarrassing yourself?" The members of Wang Daomeng laughed, this kid, really think that he can kill people like this?

Puff puff!

Before the words were finished, a sharp blood glow suddenly burst out in the void, and the bodies of the people who rushed towards Lou Aotian suddenly disintegrated, some turned into a stream of blood, and some were cut into several pieces.

The weird sword energy was beyond the reach of the naked eye, as if it roared out of their bodies.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan trembled all over, because he didn't see the sword completely clearly, he only saw the moment when the light flickered, covering many people's bodies in an instant.

All the monks who were shrouded in the light died unexpectedly, and there were only a few people whose bodies were only partially covered by the light, and then, the parts of those people's bodies turned into blood mist.

"From the outside to the inside, and then from the inside to the outside, this is a kind of sword intent!" Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Lou Aotian's strength is really beyond his expectation, even if Yingfeng confronted him head-on a month ago, the winning rate would definitely not be higher than 10%.

But what he didn't expect was that Lou Aotian would actually help him.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the humming sound was endless, the crowd felt hairy all over, and looked at Lou Aotian dully.

His white robe was better than the snow, and fluttered in the wind, without any stains. He just stood quietly on the street with a long sword in his hand, his eyes were ancient and calm, without any waves.

Ning Zhe in the distance saw Lou Aotian, his pupils trembled slightly, "Sword Intent, he actually comprehended Sword Intent!"

It's no wonder that Ning Zhe was so astonished. Even he only grasped the fur of the sword intent, but didn't comprehend the real sword intent.

Once he comprehends the sword intent, he, Ning Zhe, will be able to break through to the Battle Emperor Realm, but intent is just an illusory existence, and it is more difficult to capture than potential.

Otherwise, many people with seventh-rank battle spirits would not stop at the peak of the battle king state all year round.

It's like "lifting weight as lightly" that Xiao Fan suddenly touched before is also a kind of meaning, but Xiao Fan only touched the fur, which is not a real comprehension.

"Bastard!" Ning Zhe roared angrily, with a deep sense of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

The dozen or so people who were lucky enough to be alive in the distance looked at Lou Aotian with fear in their eyes, even if they met Xiao Fan before, they were not so afraid.

"Lou Aotian, another evildoer has appeared in the Xueyue Dynasty!" Yi Yun stared at Lou Aotian with burning eyes, slightly surprised in his heart.

With just one sword strike, Wang Daomeng's courage was broken. This is not ordinary fear!

Suddenly, Yi Yun raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see several figures approaching from the sky, with a breath of transcendence, overwhelming the monks at the scene a little out of breath.

The crowd looked up at the same time, but they saw three figures slowly falling into the dilapidated rubble pile.

The leader was a middle-aged man, standing there, exuding an aura of detachment, without the slightest smoke and fire, like a peerless sword, standing proudly and straight.

On the left of the middle-aged man is a burly old man with a cannon. The old man seems to be bathed in flames. Even if his aura is restrained, he gives off an extremely violent feeling.

On the right is an old woman, her breath is very calm, if Chu Qingkuang sees it, she will definitely recognize it, this person is Ruo Liushang's master, Hua Huang!

"I've met the Sword Emperor, Fire Emperor, and Hua Emperor seniors!" Yi Yun quickly stepped forward and saluted the three of them, without their permission, he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"Sword Emperor, Fire Emperor, Flower Emperor?" The crowd took a few breaths, looked at the three with admiration, and then bowed down without hesitation.

No wonder they were so shocked, these three were the three most powerful war emperors in the inner courtyard, and being able to have their own titles was enough to prove their strength.

Just like the King of War, even if it is the peak of the King of War, as long as he has not comprehended the third power, he will not dare to become the king, and the same is true for the King of War.

"What's your name, would you like to worship me as your teacher?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man looked at Lou Aotian lightly and asked.

"What, Lord Sword Emperor really wants to accept apprentices in person?" The crowd looked at Lou Aotian in surprise, but they were relieved after thinking about it. Those who can comprehend the fighting spirit in the late stage of the King of War have the qualifications to be the Sword Emperor disciple.

"Sorry." To everyone's surprise, Lou Aotian's face was very calm, and he directly and tactfully rejected the Sword Emperor.

As soon as the words came out, the crowd thought that their ears had heard it wrong.

Many people even secretly scolded Lou Aotian for not knowing what is good or bad, Lord Sword Emperor himself opened his mouth to accept you as a disciple, this is your great honor, you boy still don't agree?

Lou Aotian's answer was obviously beyond Jianhuang's expectation, but his face was very calm, without the slightest hint of anger, instead showing a hint of satisfaction.

"No problem, if you don't understand anything in the way of swordsmanship, you can come to me at any time." The Sword Emperor nodded, and with a flick of his hand, a stream of light shot towards Lou Aotian.