Chapter 739 Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect

The next battle, the competition for the fourteenth place in the Vision List.

The little fat man is against Qin Li of the Illusory Demon Sect!

"The exercises of the Illusory Demon Sect focus on mental influence, so be careful."

Fairy Ji, who had just come down, kindly reminded the little fat man.

Little Fatty, Ji Yaojing, including Ji Chengtian, Shi Jian and others, all belong to different sects, and even the immortals and demons are opposed to each other, and they have no intersection with each other.

But at this time, this group of people gathered together with Su Zimo as the center.

"Thank you."

The little fat man said thank you.

Before entering the Star Dou Dragon Saliva, Little Fatty's Yellow Spring Vision would not have ranked in this place at all.

Not to mention the top 20, even the top 50 on the Vision List is difficult!

Today, Little Fatty has been recognized by Huang Quantu.

Although he has not cultivated his primordial spirit and cannot control this ancient magic weapon, his vision of the Yellow Spring has long since changed from what it used to be, and has undergone a reborn change!

On the stone platform, the two of them just stood.

Qin Li's eyes brightened, and scenes of horror suddenly appeared behind him.

Countless creatures were tied to the hot copper pillar, and their flesh and blood were scalded to the point of sizzling.

On the other side, a huge stone mill appeared in the void.

Hundreds of millions of living beings were involved in this stone mill. A little bit of rotation and crushing, the flesh and bones were crushed, and scarlet blood was dripping all over the ground!

Although the flesh and blood of these creatures have been crushed, their consciousness is still there.

In the blink of an eye, these shattered flesh and blood reunited, and were once again involved in the stone mill, crushed and ground again, and suffered this pain all the time.

Cycles and cycles, reincarnation!

When many monks saw such a scene, they felt a shudder and their minds shook!

Ancient Vision, Senluo Hell!

Scenes of hell appeared behind Qin Li, eerie and terrifying!

"Yellow Spring!"

The little fat man looked solemn and pointed forward.

Behind him, a rushing yellow river emerged, with corpses floating in it and ghosts struggling.

This yellow spring came surging, directly drowning the Senluo hell behind Qin Li!

Many creatures in Senluo's hell enter the Yellow Spring, and they are truly liberated, and they don't have to endure these endless pains.

Ka Ka Ka!

Sen Luo's hell was crumbling, and there was a sound of cracking.

Qin Li's face was pale, his figure retreated violently, and he left the stone platform in time.

"Acceptance!"

The little fat man let out a sigh of relief, and also withdrew the Jindan vision, clasped his fists in the distance, and said with a smile.

After this battle, there are only four games left in the ranking battle of the Vision Ranking.

The next game, the battle of swordsmen!

Hang Qiuyu, as the first true disciple of Jianzong Jindan, naturally wants to maintain the glory of Jianzong!

If the sword cultivators of other sect forces are ranked above him, the sword sect will definitely be affected a lot.

He cannot lose this battle!

Hang Qiuyu believes that he will not lose either!

The ancient vision of Jianzong's inheritance, Jinghong Jianqi, how can it be no match for this person's ten thousand swords to cover the sky?

The two stood on the stone platform, and before they fought, Jianzong's Yuan Ying Zhenjun asked firstly, "Would you like to join Jianzong?"

Many monks around showed envy.

Before fighting against Hang Qiuyu, Dugu Sword has been recognized by Sword Sect, one of Immortal Sect!

Jianzong is a place of pilgrimage for swordsmen in the world.

The Zongmen has collected countless kendo secret techniques since ancient times and modern times in the cultivation world.

Sword Sect is the place where every sword cultivator dreams of seeking the Way.

On the stone platform, upon hearing Jianzong's invitation, Dugujian's expression was as usual, and he could not see the slightest joy, but just shook his head slightly.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Refused!

In the face of Jianzong's invitation, Dugujian did not hesitate and chose to refuse!

"Young man, I can remind you that only in Jianzong can you comprehend the real swordsmanship!"

Jianzong Zhenjun frowned slightly, pondered a little, and said again: "It's not easy for you to get to where you are today. I think you have good aptitude in swordsmanship, so I can give you another chance."

Dugu Jian just looked at the long sword in his hand and shook his head again.

It seems that in his eyes, apart from the sword in his hand, there is nothing else.

He doesn't believe in the sect, nor does he believe in the clan.

He only believes in the sword in his hand!

The aura of Dugu Sword was out of tune with everyone around him, and there was a sense of loneliness in his body that others could not understand.

This kind of sword repair is terrible!

Pure, clean, no distractions!

Jianzong Zhenjun was expressionless and stopped talking.

The war has begun.

hum! hum!

almost simultaneously.

Dugujian and Hang Qiuyu shot at the same time, two stunning sword lights flashed in mid-air and disappeared in an instant, extremely fast!

Immediately afterwards, two blood lights appeared.

Both were injured at the same time!

too fast!

Many monks did not respond.

Just seeing the two sword lights separated at a touch, the two were already injured.

Hang Qiuyu's right leg is in the sword, and Dugujian's left arm is in the sword.

The two swords were deeply wounded, and their clothes were dyed red in an instant!

This kind of sword injury is also attached to a very strong sword energy.

The sword energy in the wound must be removed before the wound can heal.

It's just that in such a tense fight, neither of them has the opportunity, and they dare not be distracted!

Jian Xiu's killing power is the most terrifying.

If you are distracted a little, you may fall under the Meteorite Sword!

Almost at the same time, the two shot again.

Loudly!

The long swords of the two kept colliding in mid-air, making a series of clashing sounds, and sparks shot in all directions.

After just three breaths, the two figures staggered and separated again.

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Both of them had more than a dozen wounds on their bodies!

Either shallow or deep.

Some even exposed the bones of the forest inside, and almost cut off the bones!

Dugu sword can't stop Hang Qiuyu's sword.

And Hang Qiuyu can't stop the edge of Dugu Sword!

Both of them were dripping with blood, and their qi and blood began to decline.

If it goes on like this, the outcome is unpredictable, and it is very likely that the outcome will be decided in an instant!

"Jinghong Sword Qi!"

Hang Qiuyu sacrificed the vision of Jianzong inheritance, behind him, a dense sword qi emerged, extremely sharp, and shot towards the Dugu sword!

At the same time, Hang Qiuyu bit the tip of his tongue lightly and spat out a streak of blood, which was scattered on the sword qi.

The power of vision is great!

Hang Qiuyu's expression instantly slumped.

This is the secret technique of Sword Sect. The blood essence that he spit out consumes a lot of vitality. If it is not crucial, he will never release it.

The entire void was torn apart by the shocking sword energy!

The Ten Thousand Swords Covering Talent of Dugu Sword had just been sacrificed, but it was already pierced by Jinghong Sword Qi and shattered into pieces!

"Not leaving yet?"

Many monks frowned.

The Jindan vision has been broken, and the Dugu Sword has absolutely no means to contend with it.

If you stay on the stone platform, you will be ruthlessly strangled by Jinghong Sword Qi!

Looking at the oncoming sword energy, there was no fear or retreat in Dugujian's eyes. At this juncture of life and death, he seemed to have realized something, and the whole person's breath was changing!

The Jinghong Sword Qi that stabbed at the Dugu Sword gradually slowed down.

Hang Qiuyu stared at her with a look of shock and anger.

His golden core vision is completely out of his control!

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the sword qi fell in front of the Dugu sword, as if yielding to him!

The expression of Jianzong Zhenjun changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"