Chapter 1797 One Move

"It's the junior!" Murong Qiuxue's expression did not change from beginning to end. In her opinion, there was no suspense in this battle.

If it was not for the purpose of making the Tianwu Wilderness have better development and more competitiveness in the Fanxuan Wilderness, Murong Qiuxue would never have been so long-winded with the Ximen family.

Just push it forward, and kill anyone who opposes. In this way, the Tianwu Wilderness will definitely have only one voice in a short period of time.

However, the consequence of doing so is that the powerful forces in the Tianwu Wilderness will disappear in the Tianwu Wilderness.

After merging into the Fanxuan Wilderness, the overall combat effectiveness of the Tianwu Wilderness will be greatly reduced in the entire Fanxuan Wilderness.

In the future, in the entire human world, their Tianwu forces will definitely not be able to compete with the forces of other wilderness realms.

Murong Qiuxue took the future into consideration, so she did not let the Zhenwu Sword Sect go on a killing spree in the Western Star Region.

Now the entire Western Star Region is gritting its teeth at the Zhenwu Sword Sect, but not many forces will fight to the death with the Zhenwu Sword Sect.

As long as the Ximen family bows their heads, other Western star domain forces will also obediently submit to the Zhenwu Sword Sect.

No matter whether they are sincere or hypocritical, the strength of their Tianwu Wilderness can be preserved very well.

When they know the benefits of integrating into the Fanxuan Wilderness, they will definitely change their views and even support the Zhenwu Sword Sect.

"Okay. Let me see how powerful you, such a young sect leader, are.

Let me see how powerful the people who keep saying they want to conquer my Ximen family are." Ximen Xiong suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and exuded his own aura.

At this moment, Ximen Xiong exuded an extremely sharp aura all over his body, like a sword that can destroy everything!

The aura exuded even tore the surrounding space apart, and small space cracks appeared around Ximen Xiong.

All the disciples of the Zhenwu Sword Sect present felt that the blood in their bodies seemed to solidify, and a cold chill rushed out directly from the soles of their feet.

Ximen Xiong is at the level of a human god, and his strength is outstanding in the Tianwu Wilderness. These disciples of the Zhenwu Sword Sect will definitely not be able to withstand his momentum.

Murong Qiuxue tucked the hair beside her ears, and the pressure felt by the disciples of the Zhenwu Sword Sect disappeared.

Murong Qiuxue took two steps forward and glanced at all the people of the Ximen family. Anyone who was swept by Murong Qiuxue's eyes could not help but feel a sense of fear in their hearts.

Especially when they met Murong Qiuxue's eyes, they trembled all over and their legs kept shaking.

Even a few disciples with low cultivation could not help but take a few steps back, and they had already lost the faith to fight.

Murong Qiuxue's eyes finally stopped on Ximen Xiong, and she said calmly: "Grandpa Ximen, the junior will only use one sword. As long as the old man can withstand the junior's sword, my Zhenwu Sword Sect will no longer interfere with your Western Star Region and turn around and leave."

When Murong Qiuxue said this, a stream of sharp sword energy emanated from her body. This sword energy was even stronger than the aura that Ximen Xiong exuded.

All the children of the Ximen family trembled in the aura of Murong Qiuxue.

At this time, their belief in victory had been completely destroyed by Murong Qiuxue's words.

After knowing the strength of the old patriarch, she still made such a request. If she was not a fool, she would know that the little girl on the opposite side had absolute confidence that she could defeat the old patriarch.

From the aura exuded from her, it can be seen that the other party is definitely not an easy existence to deal with.

Ximen Xiong's brows were tightly knitted together, and his eyes narrowed into a slit. He was not angry at Murong Qiuxue's words, but was afraid of the aura exuded by Murong Qiuxue.

Murong Qiuxue continued: "If, if the senior can't take this sword of the junior"

At this point, Murong Qiuxue didn't continue to speak. As long as the brain is not crazy, you know what this means.

If Ximen Xiong agreed to Murong Qiuxue, then if he couldn't take a move, then he would have to lead the Ximen family to surrender unconditionally to the Zhenwu Sword Sect.

Ximen Xiong was not absolutely sure that he could defeat the opponent in front of him at this time. Since the other party made such a request, how could he miss it?

So he said: "If I can't take your move, then I will bring all the forces in the entire Western Star Region to surrender to your Zhenwu Sword Sect."

When Ximen Xiong said this, all the disciples of Zhenwu Sword Sect smiled after hearing it. We are waiting for you to say this.

"Okay, then you have to be careful, Mr. Ximen!" Murong Qiuxue said lightly, and there was still no expression on her face.

After the voice fell, Murong Qiuxue raised her hand, and with a "swish", the long sword in her right hand automatically flew out of the scabbard.

Murong Qiuxue did not put her weapon into her body or into the main equipment like others.

She basically held the sword in her hand, and it can be said that she was inseparable.

This is a mid-grade spiritual weapon. When it appeared in front of the Ximen family, they suddenly felt the breath of death in their hearts.

The aura emanating from the mid-grade spiritual weapon caused the entire space to tremble slightly.

At this moment, everyone had only one thought: waiting for death.

At this moment, the middle-grade spiritual weapon was no longer a weapon in the eyes of the Ximen family, but a god of death, a god of death who harvested their lives.

At this moment, Ximen Xiong's heart was in turmoil. At this moment, he finally understood why the other party made such a request.

Not to mention that he couldn't see through Murong Qiuxue's strength, even if she was slightly weaker than him, he couldn't take it with this weapon.

Soon he found something worse. He was actually locked by the long sword that exuded the breath of death.

Not only locked, but the breath of the long sword directly controlled him and made him unable to move.

Damn, this is still a fart, I am now a fish on someone else's chopping board, and they can eat it however they like.

"Buzz!!!"

A crisp sword chant came out, the sound shook thousands of miles, and the space rippled like water waves.

All the children of the Ximen family spit out blood at this moment, and some people with less strength fainted.

Just a sword sound, so terrifying! !

"Shua!!"

The long sword turned into a beam of light and shot towards Ximen Xiong. The speed of the sword was not that fast. This was controlled intentionally by Murong Qiuxue.

He wanted to let all the people of the Ximen family and the people of other Western star domain forces who were watching the situation from a distance feel the difference in strength between you and me, feel what is the fear of death, and feel what it feels like to watch death coming.

The space began to collapse where the sword passed, and pieces of space cracks appeared.

The scene was so terrifying!