Chapter 739 Qin Xuan's Killing Intention

When Zhuo Le released his attack to extinguish the sword light, the crowd suddenly fell into silence, and their hearts trembled.

Zhuo Le of the Sword God Palace is so powerful!

As he said, it would be too simple to write directly on the wall of inscriptions. It would be more interesting to interrupt others in the middle.

"This bastard." Xuanyuan Potian was furious and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan said calmly: "Let Jian handle it himself."

Xuanyuan Potian was stunned and looked at Qin Xuan, but saw that Qin Xuan's eyes were extremely calm, as if he didn't care at all.

However, only those who are familiar with Qin Xuan will know that Qin Xuan at this time is the most terrifying.

Qin Xuan was angry.

The reason why he didn't explode was just to give Jian a chance. There were disciples of the Sword God Palace here to test his sword for him, so why not?

A ray of coldness flashed in Jian's eyes, and the Nether Sword slashed out angrily. The golden dragon twisted his body again, and roared in anger, shaking the world.

In an instant, countless golden swords shot out and attacked Zhuo Le.

Since he felt bored, he would do something interesting.

"Don't overestimate your ability." Zhuo Le had a sarcastic smile in his eyes. He was showing off his sword skills in front of him.

The crowd stared at Zhuo Le, and saw that Zhuo Le was still standing there, but his figure became illusory, and a wonderful halo was lingering around him, which was extremely gorgeous.

Then a shocking scene happened.

An unparalleled breath burst out from Zhuo Le's body, and a series of virtual figures separated from his body, but they all revealed a strong sword intent, stepping through the void and soaring into the sky.

Countless phantoms walked in the void, as fast as lightning, as powerful as gods, and a sword intent that tore the world apart swept across and enveloped the world.

At this moment, the crowd felt a surge of sword intent falling on them, penetrating their clothes and stinging their skin.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this..." Many people stared at the void, their hearts shaking fiercely. Is this Zhuo Le's true strength?

Under the great reputation, there is no false person, the majesty of the disciples of the Divine Palace, just this one blow is enough to show.

"Let's see how you block it."

A proud voice sounded in every corner of the void, like endless phantoms speaking at the same time, with a mighty momentum.

This voice entered everyone's eardrums, containing terrifying true essence. Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths and look exaggerated, trying to weaken the impact of the sound on the eardrums.

"Zhuo Le, so strong!" Mu Hai's expression was extremely solemn, and his eyes were full of deep fear.

Zhuo Le's attack was not deliberately aimed at them, but it still made them so uncomfortable, and the sword in the center of the attack, what kind of pressure was it under?

"Are you still not going to attack?" Xuanyuan Potian looked at Qin Xuan suddenly, his tone was a little anxious.

If this continues, the sword will inevitably be injured, and no matter how strong the will is, it will be useless. This is beyond doubt.

"Wait a little longer." Qin Xuan said, his eyes fixed on Jian's figure. Although Jian was in danger now, danger was also the best time to break through himself.

Only when facing life and death can one stimulate his potential to the greatest extent. Now Jian needed this opportunity.

I saw endless shadows in the void stepping in one direction at the same time, pointing their fingers, and the brilliance of endless swords bloomed, dazzling and boundless.

Suddenly, countless pure Yang sword qi broke through the air, with a sharp whistling sound, and the terrifying sword rules directly locked the space where Jian was, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

However, Jian's face did not show any fear, and even looked a little excited, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to have infinite power, and a sword light that combined sharpness and dead silence burst out from his body, turning into a beam of light, rushing straight into the sky, trying to shatter this world.

"Destroy." A cold voice sounded, and this world was instantly covered by endless sword shadows, and the destructive momentum swept the void and buried everything.

Everyone's breathing stopped, their eyes were filled with madness, the collision of two pure sword forces, this kind of battle is extremely rare.

They suddenly realized that Jian's strength was seriously underestimated. The dead sword light he just released, few people present could block it.

There was a loud bang, and the sword light was extremely strong. Everyone's heart trembled, and their eyes looked at the place covered by the sword light.

Is it over?

The sword light gradually dissipated, and a black figure appeared in everyone's sight, but it was half-kneeling, motionless, and the body seemed to be frozen there.

This black figure was naturally Jian.

"Tick."

The ticking sound suddenly sounded in the void, and drops of bright red blood dripped from the sword and fell into the void, which was very eye-catching.

The blood dripped, and the result of this battle was about to come out. Zhuo Le won.

The crowd gasped when they saw this scene. Although they had expected this result, they still couldn't help but tremble in their hearts when they really felt the atmosphere of the battle just now.

They couldn't help but wonder, if it were them, could they resist the attacks of the two?

Qin Xuan stared at the sword. Although the sword was defeated, he could feel that the sword's will was still strong and never yielded.

Thousands of phantoms flashed in the void and merged into Zhuo Le's body. At this moment, Zhuo Le's temperament became more outstanding, and he seemed to emit a strange light, which was particularly charming.

Zhuo Le's eyes slowly turned and fell on the sword, and said lightly: "Thinking that it is not easy for you to practice, I will spare your life this time. If there is a next time, I will kill you without mercy."

The crowd was shocked when they heard this and looked at Zhuo Le in surprise. He actually let this person go like this. He was quite generous. If it were them, they would have killed him directly.

Jian slowly raised his head, glanced at Zhuo Le with slightly dim eyes, then stood up and walked back step by step, never responding to Zhuo Le's words.

Zhuo Le's face could not help but darken, and he shouted coldly: "Didn't you hear what I said?"

There was another moment of silence, and everyone's faces couldn't help but reveal a strange look. Could it be that that person was still dissatisfied?

Suddenly the sword's footsteps paused, and a voice came out: "Although you defeated me, you cannot defeat my will. If there is a next time, I will still take action."

"If there is a next time, I will still take action."

The sound of the sword was very soft, even slightly weak, but it continued to echo in everyone's ears in the void. Many people were trembling and stared at the black figure in a daze.

What kind of strong will is needed to say such words?

Even if Zhuo Le defeated him, he still could not make his will surrender. If there was still a chance to meet him, he would still challenge Zhuo Le.

What kind of person is Zhuo Le, a disciple of Sword God Palace? However, in this person's eyes, he doesn't seem to be much different from ordinary people.

"There won't be a next time." A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhuo Le's mouth, and then his figure disappeared instantly.

In an instant, a sword energy condensed from the void, carrying a terrifying killing intent, and swept towards the sword's body.

This scene happened too fast, beyond everyone's expectations. No one expected that Zhuo Le would take action suddenly.

"presumptuous!"

Qin Xuan's face instantly turned ugly. This Zhuo Le actually dared to sneak attack and seek death.

Almost at the same time that the sword energy appeared, Qin Xuan also moved.

However, Zhuo Le was closer to the sword, and Zhuo Le came behind the sword almost immediately.

Feeling the strong killing intent coming from behind him, Jian's body trembled violently. He turned around and saw a pair of indifferent eyes looking at him. At this time, Zhuo Le was as cold and ruthless as a god of murder, without any trace of emotion. Palace style.

Zhuo Le stretched out his palm and lightly pressed it on Jian's chest. In an instant, the endless True Yang Sword Qi penetrated Jian's body. Jian snorted, and a look of pain appeared on his face. Then his consciousness gradually disappeared, and finally slowly Close your eyes.

The next moment, the crowd saw Jian's body being shot backwards like a sharp sword, quickly sweeping through the void and making a harsh sound.

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed. Some were shocked, some were confused, some were angry... Zhuo Le's attack exceeded all their expectations, and his decisiveness was even more shocking.

Qin Xuan stepped across the void and caught the sword's body firmly. His soul power immediately penetrated the sword's body. After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, as there was no fear for his life.

If Jian met with something unexpected because of this, he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life. He was too careless. He didn't expect Zhuo Le to be so despicable.

Then his eyes gradually became cold, like the eyes of a demon god. Endless demonic aura lingered in his eyes, and wisps of demonic aura were released from his body. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a demon god who could reach the sky.

The murderous intention is spreading...

Xuanyuan Potian's face was also extremely cold. Zhuo Le defeated the sword and could only say that his sword skills were inferior to others. He had nothing to say, but he couldn't let go of the killer if he sneaked up on him.

"How is he?" Xuanyuan Potian came to Qin Xuan and asked.

When he saw Qin Xuan's terrifying eyes, his heart trembled. Even though he had been with Qin Xuan for a long time, he had never seen Qin Xuan show such a look.

At this time, Qin Xuan felt a little scary even to him.

"There is no danger for now, take care of him."

Qin Xuan carefully handed the sword's body to Xuanyuan Potian. Xuanyuan Potian nodded lightly without saying anything. He knew what Qin Xuan was going to do next.

Since Zhuo Le made such a stupid decision, he must pay the price for it.

Not everyone can bully their friends.

At this moment, an astonishing chill was released from Qin Xuan's body, quickly covering the vast surrounding space. A terrible storm was brewing, containing monstrous murderous intent, roaring towards the sky, as if to strangle the world.

Many people raised their heads and saw strange phenomena happening in the sky. The wind and clouds changed color, and black mist obscured the sun's brilliance. The originally clear sky instantly became extremely dark, just like the scene of the end of the world.

"this……"

Everyone stared at the scene that happened in front of them in stunned silence, their hearts beating wildly, and then they looked at the young man with unparalleled elegance, their expressions trembling wildly, what does he want?