Chapter 535 One Sword Nine Levels

In the school grounds on the top of the mountain, everyone was discussing in a panic, with a faint aura of madness.

Lingweizi closed his eyes tightly, and after a long while, he managed to regain his breath. Four hundred Yunlong iron sword masters were killed in battle, almost making him unconscious on the spot. But after all, she was stronger than Wuyue, and swallowed a mouthful of blood.

"That's enough, shut up!"

When the first two words were uttered, many monks on the mountain did not respond. But when the word "shut up" was spit out, Lingweizi had already used his true strength. The shock made people's eardrums hurt, and made everyone in this place feel silent.

"Even if there are no Taoist soldiers, we still have tens of thousands of monks gathered here from various sects and sects. What are you afraid of? If there is no Taoist soldiers, we will wait for the elite disciples of the various sects to use the mountain guard formation of the Shangxiao Sect as an example." Relying on it, is it unbearable to fight this blood cloud knight?"

One sentence calmed everyone down, Lingweizi looked down with cold eyes.

"The method used by Cang Sheng Dao in the past is good, and we have to try it. As far as I know, Cang Sheng Dao has already been severely damaged ten thousand years ago, and there are not enough sixth-level spiritual masters. Only when there are less than 300 blood cloud riders. The defect After all, it’s a flaw, but it’s just that there are too many people, and it’s more difficult to crack. We are waiting now, but there are enough spiritual masters. The blood cloud cavalry of Zongshou is only four thousand, and it’s easy to break!”

Just when he was about to speak, Taoist Yuankong saw the foot of the mountain, and Zongshou raised his bow and set his arrow again, and the arrow was pointing at the two hundred Shangqing Xuanleishi of Shangxiaozong.

Unable to hold back anymore, a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. Knowing that the two hundred soldiers are less than three thousand feet away from Shangxiao Mountain, they have no hope of winning.

With a pale face, Taoist Yuankong waved his hand, and said lightly: "Pass down the order! Call two thousand disciples, and build a great formation of Leikong!"

Han Nishui was stunned for a moment, and his pupils shrank sharply: "But Master, Wan Leikong's great formation is based on the essence and blood of a person. After using it—"

Yuan Kong shook his head, and stopped Han Nishui's words: "This is a last resort, if we can't destroy the Blood Cloud Rider today, we will go to the Xuanling Sect, and we will have no future!"

Han Nishui was silent and walked away in a daze. Then I found that the entire Shangxiao Mountain was still full of panic. Even some people were already desperate when Yuan Kong said that sentence.

How could it be like this?

It shouldn't be after leading Zongshou to the foot of Shangxiao Mountain to gather and annihilate its elite. In front of Zongshou, he married Xuanyuan Yiren and humiliated this son? Then Li Wuhui, the sword lord, beheaded his head with a single blow?

But why did it become like this? Could it be that this time, in front of that person, I still lost?

—No, absolutely impossible!

Han Nishui gritted his teeth suddenly, his eyes were full of madness!

If this is the case, then even if he dies, he will drag that person along with him into the underworld!

※※※※"Bow, salvo!"

Another 4,200 blood-colored meteors rose from the ground and covered the sky. When the blood arrow exploded, the air was just like the Dao Lingxuan wind warrior before, only blood and flesh remained.

After this blood bow volley, the thousand-two soldiers had been completely wiped out.

And where the iron hoof stepped, not only tens of thousands of fine riders smashed their halberds into the sand. The Thousand Cities League, hundreds of thousands of elites placed in front of Shangxiao Mountain, were also rushed away.

Within a thousand feet, all the soldiers who had no time to escape died tragically. Blood energy and essence all over the body also merged into the blood mist.

The mighty army of more than three million people around them also collapsed and fled in all directions.

These soldiers are indeed rare elite soldiers. But if it is an opponent, what is rare is Yue, but at this time, he has thousands of blood cavalry under his command. But even more so, his eyes were glowing red, like blood flames burning.

——The fighting intent became more and more violent, and the killing intent became even more intense!

Even Zong Shou's determination to kill for this blood cavalry could not help but slightly affect Zong Shou's heart.

kill! It is only by slaughtering living beings that he can vent!

Fortunately, this idea can still be firmly restrained.

Suddenly, he frowned. Looking up into the sky, I saw that in the sky, suddenly hundreds of sixth-level spiritual masters, supported by many sixth-level and seventh-level martial artists, descended one after another, hovering at a height of three hundred feet.

Then the whole world suddenly froze piece by piece. Even the surrounding blood mist is the same. Although it was still able to function and urge, it was a little difficult and it froze.

Then in the next moment, waves of abnormal psionic fluctuations also spread.

Zong Shou was stunned at first, but when he felt that part of the spiritual formation in the blood cloud cavalry armor on his body began to vibrate, he burst out laughing.

"The art of summoning spirits? That's how it is!"

Sure enough, Kong Qizong repaired the thousands of blood cloud cavalry armors, but they couldn't sell them, which is not unreasonable.

This defect of the invincible iron cavalry back then seems to be known to everyone.

It's just a pity that this missing part has been completed in his hands.

"Takong, get up!"

The sixth-order dragonhorn and winged horse under its crotch roared suddenly. Sure enough, it rose into the sky and walked on the wind.

The entire cavalry team followed closely behind and galloped through the air. Then followed Zong Shou, a total of 4252 euphorbias. They all fell down.

The blood flashed out, and all the spiritual masters in the sky here were swept away. The corpses of the rest of the martial artists were also trampled to pieces by those dragon-horned and winged horses!

At this moment, the Shangxiao Mountain Palace was dead silent again.

Lingweizi's canthus was about to burst, he clenched his fists tightly, with a dazed expression.

——This blood cloud knight has no flaws! It seems to have been completed, perfect!

Suddenly thought of something, Lingweizi suddenly glared at Long Ruo.

And Long Ruo felt cold all over his body at this moment. He thought of those bloody god irons in his Qiankun bag before his death.

At this time, the aura of the Blood Cloud Cavalry has already rushed nearly three thousand feet into the sky, and even the ten great sky formations seem to be extremely difficult to cope with the raging flames, Gaia's audience. On the battlefield, there are no opponents, and no one dares to be the sharpest cavalry!

More than 4,000 people were all unharmed after the end, and no one was injured.

Yin Yang felt great in his heart, and a trace of intense pleasure permeated his heart.

Lurking minions, forbearance in recent years. Today, the blood cloud iron cavalry will finally dominate the world again!

But Zong Shou's gaze was thoughtful at this moment, and then he looked at the top of Shangxiao Mountain.

I saw a trace of thunder and lightning flashing in that direction. In the sky, there are also dark clouds gathering wildly.

"Wan Lei Kongjue Formation? It's interesting to want to die together!"

He casually put away the halberd in his hand and shook his sleeves. The thunder pterosaur, together with the seven holy fire silver ants, all flew out one after another.

"Gu first go to the top of Shangxiao Mountain! Zongyuan leads the army on behalf of Gu, sweeping away the remaining enemies at the foot of the mountain, and preparing to break the formation."

The 4,000 people behind them all took orders with a bang. Zong Shou hesitated slightly again, and after confirming that the choice he made later came from his own heart, rather than being influenced by the blood knight's killing heart formula, he said lightly: "Set up the double banner of blood killing! Within a day, never Seal the knife!"

When the words fell, Zong Yuan's primordial soul had already rushed out of his body. Seventy percent of the surrounding blood mist was brought together on the blood halberd in his hand. Just at this time, the disciple of the Kong Qi Sect, controlling those Yuan Mie Shen crossbows, fired another volley.

The spirit pattern restriction on Shangxiao Mountain began to collapse again. Zong Shou followed closely behind, driving the vast blood light in his hand, and struck on the mountain protection spirit array.

"boom!"

There was another tremor, and the ground shook. The mountainside part of the protective spirit array immediately collapsed, exposing a huge hole.

And Zong Shou's soul also 'stepped' on the stone steps on the mountainside. Holding the Duan Qiujian in his hand, he walked up step by step, walking in a leisurely manner.

Just a few breaths later, there was a sound of wild laughter from the peaceful Shangxiao Mountain.

"Zong Shou, I don't know if you are crazy, or if you are too confident! Dare to go up to Xiaoshan alone with your soul, you are looking for death by yourself! All fellow disciples, join forces to kill him! If you punish this person, I will go up to Xiaoshan." Win-"

Before the words were finished, countless spiritual artifacts and spiritual methods would fall from the Shangxiao Lingfu on the top of the mountain.

Overwhelming, as if it could destroy everything. Zong Shou did not respond, nor did he avoid it. He allowed these spiritual weapons to bombard his primordial soul, but after a while, the rain of flames, ice, and even wind blades and thunder finally stopped for a while.

But Zong Shou was still standing in place perfectly. Already walking a hundred steps on the dilapidated stone steps.

As a result, the whole world with a radius of several hundred miles was once again deathly silent. Everyone, in disbelief, looked at the scene in front of them.

——Thousands of spiritual tools, thousands of spiritual methods, let alone eighth-level monks, even the first-level spiritual monks, can be killed on the spot!

How come this son is still safe and sound?

The people who were in the sky in the distance breathed a sigh of relief. On the top of Shangxiao Mountain, a group of monks were terrified and inexplicably terrified. If they couldn't even kill such an enemy, how should they deal with it?

"Is it an illusion? No! Your primordial soul is a real image!"

The sharp voice in the sky resounded again, and after being startled, he couldn't help but asked, "What kind of secret technique is this? Such amazing power? If you can tell me, I will be very grateful—"

But Zong Shou only felt that it was this person, especially noisy, and frowned slightly.

"Shut up! Believe it or not, tomorrow, you will slaughter your Heart Demon Sect alone?"

As expected, the voice stopped, and Zong Shou went up the stairs again, with the blood in his eyes appearing again.

The technique he used was not a secret technique. Instead, it is derived from the method of black and white two holes, watching the scene of the beginning of time, and fighting Yuan Wushang in the void. I don't know how, but I have a little understanding of the law of space.

Using the black hole in the primordial soul to distort the space around him, so that the thousands of spiritual tools and spiritual methods can truly reach his body, less than one in a thousand.

So you can be safe and sound, and still move forward. It's a pity that this method can only be used for Yuanhun now, and after another two breaths, there was another cold snort from above.

"I don't care what mystery you make, I don't believe it, I can't kill you—"

A breath suddenly appeared beside Zong Shou. A sword slashes to the ground, and the sword's energy is overwhelming.

The corner of Zong Shou's lips twitched slightly, and he slashed back with his sword.

"Zheng!"

It is also a ninth-tier sword weapon, but the Broken Edge Sword is extremely fierce at this moment. A simple sword, but extremely fast, so fast that it is indescribable!

Severing the ninth-level spirit sword directly, it also easily cut open the skull of this ninth-level martial artist!

Kill the ninth rank with one sword!