Chapter 443 The Descendants of Divine Phoenix Island

A general trend of breaking a thousand-layered giant wave, with the long knife in Su Zimo's hand, burst out in a turbulent crushing posture, upstream, it seems to be able to split everything and cut off everything!

This general trend seems to be tearing apart the void, attracting countless eyes.

"This is……"

"Knife Stance!"

Some Tianjiao's expressions changed greatly and exclaimed.

The sound of the tide is too clear, and the momentum is also frightening. All Tianjiao present can recognize that this knife has reached the second level of the sword's "momentum".

But not all Tianjiao can recognize the origin of this knife.

Only Jianzong Hang Qiuyu and Shurazong Baiyu shrank their pupils and said slowly: "Dinghaijuan, countercurrent!"

These six words fell, and instantly set off a storm on the battlefield!

Everyone may not recognize the origin of this sword technique, but it has been famous for Dinghaijuan for a long time.

This is the invincible stunt of the first sword emperor to traverse the world!

As early as in ancient times, the first sword emperor left the Heavenly Desolate Continent and went overseas.

Today, in the cultivation world, there is only one descendant who knows this sword technique.

"Divine Phoenix Island!"

"He is a descendant of Divine Phoenix Island, no wonder he dare not reveal his sect token!"

The top powers in the cultivation world are nothing more than the Nine Sects of the Immortal Sect, the Seven Sects of the Demon Sect, the Six Temples of the Buddhist Sect, the Five Great Left Ways, the Four Great Side Sects, the Three Great Families, and the Second Island and One Palace.

Among them, the power of Erdao is established overseas, rarely set foot in the wilderness, and there is no news, and the most mysterious.

Divine Phoenix Island is one of the two islands.

Due to the relationship between the Sword Emperor and the Sword Emperor in the ancient times, the grievances between the two super sects of Divine Phoenix Island and the Sword Sect have a long history.

Every time a descendant of Divine Phoenix Island sets foot in the wilderness, it will definitely cause a lot of fluctuations on the Tianhuang continent, and naturally there will be a bloody storm!

"It turned out to be a descendant of Divine Phoenix Island?"

"The last time a descendant of Divine Phoenix Island appeared, it was ten thousand years ago."

In the distance, more than a dozen sealers murmured and frowned slightly.

The mountain of swords and the sea of ​​​​spirits disappeared, and there was news that the monks had obtained the inheritance of the sword emperor, and everyone heard about it, but in such a short period of time, it was impossible to cultivate to the realm of 'potency'.

Only the descendants of Divine Phoenix Island, who had cultivated the Dao of the Blade since childhood, and had been immersed in the Dinghai Scroll for many years, could achieve this stage.

In the battlefield, almost all Tianjiao believed that the big man in linen in front of him was from Divine Phoenix Island.

However, the expression of Bai Yu, the demon son of the Asura Sect, was cloudy and cloudy, and his eyes were cold. He lingered on Su Zimo for a long time before he recovered.

Whether the descendants of Divine Phoenix Island entered the ancient battlefield, he did not know.

But he saw with his own eyes that there was a cultivator who had obtained the inheritance of the Sword Emperor, and he also practiced against the current trend!

The big man in sackcloth in front of him and the monk in blue shirt are very different in appearance, stature and dress, and the weapons they use are not the same.

But the similarities between the two are not without them!

It is also a strong physical body, and he has cultivated against the current trend, and according to the cultivation realm of the blue-shirted cultivator, he has now cultivated to the foundation of the seven veins, which is exactly the same.

What's more, this big man in linen and monk in green shirt are both related to Fairy Ji!

Bai Yu's thoughts have not fallen, and changes have occurred on the battlefield.

Su Zimo slashed out with a knife, and the two monks, the monk Jueyan and the descendant of Xuankong Temple, who were on the opposite side, were under the most pressure, and they were all shocked!

At this point, the two of them were too late to gain momentum.

when! when!

Two loud noises, almost indistinguishable!

The figure of the descendant of the Hanging Temple did not wait for it to land in mid-air, and was directly knocked into the air by a huge force, and fell out from a distance.

The Hunyuan iron rod in his hand collapsed and flew, and a blood mist spewed out of the mouth of the Xuankong Temple legend, and fell into the soil, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he had fainted.

Severely wounded!

Another Tianjiao disqualified.

Monk Jueyan held the vajra pestle in both hands and tried his best, the spiritual power in his dantian was running to the limit, his eyes were round, his blood was surging, his body was covered with vajra, and he recited four words in his mouth: "The vajra is not bad! "

Ding Ding Deng!

Rao is like this, and the monk feels anger still can't resist this general trend, and keeps retreating.

With each step, a deep footprint appeared on the ground.

Even after retreating seven steps in a row, Monk Juehan still couldn't stabilize his body, and fell on the ground with his butt down, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, a little embarrassed.

Compared with the descendants of Xuankong Temple, he was only slightly injured and could still fight.

With one knife, the two arrogances were repelled, Su Zimo did not stop, his figure flickered, and he ran all the way, and in the blink of an eye, he came to another battlefield.

At this time, Fairy Ji was already in danger.

She had just blocked the flying sword of Piaoxuegu's successor, and the long sword of the nun of Mingxin Nunnery had also stabbed.

The angle of this sword is tricky and weird.

It was stabbed from the lower part of the waist and abdomen and suddenly lifted up!

Ji Yaojing's eyebrows and eyes were frosted, her lips were blue and purple, and her figure was slow. Seeing that this sword was about to be dodged, there was a sudden flash of sword light on the battlefield.

There was a figure in front of her.

Deja Vu.

Swish!

Su Zimo cut into the battlefield and fired again.

Different from the general trend of countercurrent, this sword is extremely soft, as if on the lake, there are ripples and sparkling waves, and the long sword of the nun of Mingxin Nunnery is instantly involved in it.

Jingle Jingle!

A series of collisions.

Every time there is a collision, the face of the nun of Mingxin Nunnery will be pale.

Dinghai roll, rippling.

The ripples are as delicate as water. Once they are displayed, they are continuous and offensive, until...

The knife light flashed again.

The long sword in the hands of the nun of Mingxin Nunnery was swayed, her chest was wide open, and the blade was wiped.

puff!

Blood flashed.

"what!"

The nun of Mingxin Nunnery cried out in pain, staggered back, and there was a bloody wound on her chest, bleeding like a stream.

Fortunately, she had already crushed an amulet, otherwise this knife would have cut her into two pieces!

Another Tianjiao left the stage dimly.

Whoosh!

The sound of the sharp blade breaking through the air sounded, and the chill was pressing.

Su Zimo backhanded a knife and slashed heavily on the flying sword that was stabbed. The blade was instantly covered with a layer of frost.

At the same time, the voice of the descendants of Piaoxuegu sounded.

"Freezing Technique!"

The cold wind was biting, as if a basin of ice water fell from the sky and poured it on Su Zimo.

Under the gaze of many eyes, Su Zimo's body actually condensed a thick layer of ice cubes at a speed visible to the naked eye, starting from the head, spreading rapidly, and spreading all over the body.

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo didn't move, maintaining his previous knife posture, his expression froze, and he became an ice sculpture, lifelike.

Seeing this scene, some Tianjiao breathed a sigh of relief, relieved.

The power that Su Zimo erupted was too terrifying and unparalleled, and three geniuses were already in his hands.

There are many Tianjiao present, and no one is absolutely sure that they can suppress them.

"Ling Han Dao's friendly approach is worthy of being a descendant of Piao Xue Gu."

"Amazing, one-handed freezing technique, directly sealing the descendants of Divine Phoenix Island!"

Several Tianjiao praised one after another.

Ji Yao sank meticulously, with endless worry surging in her eyes, before she could get rid of the chill in her body, she was shivering all over, so she had to step forward to rescue Su Zimo.

"It's too late."

Ling Han, the descendant of Piaoxuegu, fluttered in white clothes, looked cold, descended from the sky, and said proudly: "This is a technique that I don't teach in Piaoxuegu. Those who are recruited will have their blood and spiritual power frozen, and within ten breaths, their vitality will be cut off! "

"Is it?"

On the battlefield, a strange voice suddenly sounded.