Chapter 437 Kill Them All!

The expression on the young man's face looked very calm and composed.

That's a sign of winning.

Sword Master Mingxing's face is as dark as it is, at this moment he even has the heart to kill.

If he really wanted to fight, he promised that he would kill this young man in the shortest possible time.

He even began to wonder if this young man was the same after he sang and disguised himself, otherwise why would he bother him specifically?

After a while, five or six people followed the goatee and walked in front of everyone.

"This is the evidence you said?" Jianzun Ming Xing frowned slightly, and asked, "What does this mean?"

"Don't worry, there's one more."

Then, two more people walked over carrying a seriously injured person.

It seemed that he was still holding his breath.

"What's the situation?" Hachijo asked curiously.

The young man bowed to Batiao, and said: "Senior, what happened, some of these people are my friends, and two are my attendants, the one who was injured is the one who went to find that Xiaoshan Sword Sect Disciple, he was seriously injured, and the person who injured him was the man in the Doraemon mask!"

"Oh?" Batiao was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Then how do you know that he must be a disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect?"

"Yes, young man, you can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!" Sword Master Ming Xing sneered.

The young man glanced at him, and said with a serious face, "You can't eat anything indiscriminately, otherwise you will die."

Before Sword Master Ming Xing opened his mouth, he continued: "The Xiaoshan Sword Sect's swordsmanship, I think everyone has heard of it, the Shaking Heaven swordsmanship! Senior, please take a look, my seriously injured subordinate, the body injury."

Eight eyelids moved slightly.

When the young man said this, he thought of something.

After taking a closer look, Hachijo was furious.

He looked at the young man, and asked in a deep voice, "Is what you said true? Was it really done by that masked guy?"

The young man smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, I have a grudge against that kid. You have seen what happened at the auction before, but I have no deep hatred with the Xiaoshan Sword Sect. Why should I frame them? Besides, this sword Is it possible to be fake? Although I am not present, but there are so many people here, can everyone agree to frame Xiaoshan Jianzong?"

Batiao thought about it, and felt that what this young man said was not generally reasonable!

"Did you all see it?" he asked, looking at the people.

One by one, they nodded quickly, like chickens pecking at rice.

Batiao looked at Sword Master Ming Xing, and said with a sneer: "Look at their appearance, I don't think it's a joke!"

Sword Master Ming Xing glanced at the seriously injured person, and took a deep breath.

As these people say.

From the sword marks on the scars of the seriously injured person, it is not difficult to deduce that this is all caused by Xiaoshan Sword Sect's Shaking Heaven sword technique.

"Could it be that he is really a senior brother?" A young disciple of Sword Master Ming Xing was a little shaken.

Although he felt that this was a very nonsense thing, but the matter had developed to this point, he couldn't help but not believe it.

"Shut up!" Sword Master Ming Xing was furious, stretched out his hand and slapped his disciple on the face, and with a scream, the other's body also flew out.

The disciple fell to the ground, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and lost his mind.

"How is it, what sword master, what else do you have to say now?" the eight men asked, scratching their ears.

Sword Master Ming Xing burst out laughing.

He laughed back in anger.

"Interesting, do you really think that I am afraid of you? Not to mention, this matter was not done by our disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect, even if it was, so what? You are a cultivator in the realm of a master. Isn’t it?” Jianzun Mingxing stared at the eight men and said, “Is it interesting to be aggressive? Can you kill me?”

Sword Master Ming Xing chuckled: "It's not right for you to do this. Before you said that you were not a disciple of your Xiaoshan Sword Sect, I think what you said is very reasonable, but now that you have confirmed that you are a disciple of your Xiaoshan Sword Sect. Disciple, then you still start to play tricks on me, what's the point?"

Sword Master Mingxing sneered and said, "Why, are you going to reason with me now? As long as you are not a fool, you should understand that everyone is a master, but I am a sword repairer! Do you think you will still be my opponent? ?”

The faces of the surrounding supporters changed slightly.

They just realized it,

really.

Although it is said that Mingxing Jianzun and Batiao are both immortal cultivators in the realm of masters, but!

This Ming Xing Jianzun from the Xiaoshan Sword Sect is a sword repairer.

Therefore, it must be that the eight-tiao man will suffer a lot.

"Really?" The eight man laughed, and suddenly his eyes became serious. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a long sword.

"Who is not a sword cultivator?"

Sword Master Ming Xing was stunned.

The people watching the excitement around were also stunned.

No one expected that this eight-tiao man was also a swordsman.

The situation suddenly became delicate.

"Say it one last time, hand me over, and I'll spare you." The eight-tiao man said calmly.

"court death!"

This time, Sword Master Ming Xing didn't have any extra nonsense.

It was already a sword, stabbing towards the eight men.

It is better to strike first, and to suffer later.

Even an eight-year-old child can understand this truth.

The eight men took a few steps back, dodging the opponent's sword, and at the same time stabbed out with a magnificent sword, the sword energy rippling, shaking all the people around them away.

Sword masters at the master level fight, it is really not something that everyone can watch on the spot.

Those who are not afraid of death, even if they stay where they are.

"Hurry up and spread out!" someone said.

"Kill those bastards from the Xiaoshan Sword Sect first!" the young man gritted his teeth and said.

He also said that he had no opinion on Xiaoshan Jianzong, which is nonsense!

Of course, I didn't go too far. How did they feel about the Xiaoshan Sword Sect? They are neither fans nor black. They are just passers-by. Their identities made these people turn dark.

After the young man gave a reminder, many immortal cultivators rushed towards the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect.

"Set up the formation!" Xiaoshan Jianzong disciples shouted angrily, and quickly formed a formation.

However, these Xiaoshan Sword Sect disciples still underestimated the determination of the cultivators around them to kill them.

A large group of people began to attack the sword formation formed by the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect.

Xiaoshan Jianzong's sword formation cannot be underestimated, but the number of their disciples is not enough, so there are many flaws in the sword formation.

"Kill them all!"

The young man was full of murderous looks, with red eyes holding a pair of heavy hammers in his hands, roaring angrily.