Chapter 1051: The Poisonous Snake Is Like a Scimitar, a Demonic Existence

At that moment, blood arrows shot out from the mouths of the Qinglian Pavilion disciples.

The blood drew an arc in mid-air and dripped in the air. At that moment, the handsome cheeks of the Qinglian Pavilion disciples instantly looked much older, as if they had aged ten years in an instant.

Seeing his extremely handsome face look like this, a look of pain flashed across his face.

His eyes were filled with a look of horror. He did not expect that the gap between himself and the man in black robe was so big. He was seriously injured under the opponent's move. You must know that he is an elite disciple of Qinglian Pavilion, with strong strength. He was extremely powerful and could be regarded as the best among the disciples of Qinglian Pavilion. Unexpectedly, he was killed by the opponent with one move. This was simply unacceptable to him.

Thinking of this, his face suddenly turned red.

"Ah... you beast, I'm going to fight you!" Looking at the man in black robe, the disciple of Qinglian Pavilion once again rushed towards the man in black robe like crazy, wanting to fight with the man in black robe. Son.

The man in black robe looked at him coldly, with a look of disdain on his face. He lightly stomped the ground with his right foot, and rushed over like an arrow from the string. He waved the magic sword in his hand and unleashed several devastating streaks. Ying slashed towards the Qinglian Pavilion disciple.

Under the attack of those dazzling sword lights, the disciple of Qinglian Pavilion could only barely resist, but his body still kept flying backwards, dragging a long ravine on the ground. .

Looking at the figures flying backwards, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You bunch of rubbish, why don't you get out of here, are you still waiting for me to catch you?" The Qinglian Pavilion disciple looked at the Qinglian Pavilion disciples and shouted word by word, his tone was cold, full of strong killing intent. Intention, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After hearing the words of the Qinglian Pavilion disciple, the expressions of those Qinglian Pavilion disciples changed drastically, and then they turned around and fled in the direction of their Qinglian Pavilion.

When they ran away, their faces were full of unwillingness and anger, and they wanted to tear the black-robed man into pieces immediately.

"Hmph! You want to leave, can you leave?" Seeing the disciples of Qinglian Pavilion fleeing, the man in black robe said with a sneer. After his words fell, his figure suddenly rose up, like a star. Like cannonballs, it flew out quickly.

His speed is amazing.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the disciple of Qinglian Pavilion. The sword light slashed out quickly, and the sharp sword light slashed towards the Qinglian Pavilion disciple. With each sword strike, Even if it is chopped off, it will bring down a shower of blood, and blood flowers will splash out.

The Qinglian Pavilion disciple's face became increasingly ugly.

He held the Green Lotus Sword in his hand and frantically resisted the sword light coming towards him.

A series of dull collision sounds continued, and the sword light and the green lotus sword intertwined, blooming into a dazzling spark.

Groups of blood mist kept spattering away.

"Pfft!"

His face became colder and colder, he glanced at the Qinglian Pavilion disciples coldly, snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice: "A bunch of trash, you really have no ability at all, how dare you go against me? You really don't know how to live or die. , let you taste the power of my black-robed man now!"

After saying that, the face of the man in black suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he swung the magic sword in his hand again, slashing hard at the Qinglian Pavilion disciple.

Immediately, rays of sword light burst out and turned into sharp sword rays, blasting towards the Qinglian Pavilion disciple. The speed was so frightening that the Qinglian Pavilion disciple could not dodge at all. Zi's ​​body was shaken by the extremely sharp sword light, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out.

His body continued to fall towards the ground, and he fell to the ground, making his head dizzy.

"ah!"

Seeing himself in such a miserable state, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He couldn't help but roar up to the sky, with a strong look of anger on his face. Then he suddenly slapped the ground and jumped up quickly. , and once again ran towards the man in black robe.

Seeing the Qinglian Pavilion disciple rushing towards him again, a look of disdain appeared on the face of the man in black robe.

"court death!"

Those sword gleams quickly slashed towards the Qinglian Pavilion disciple. Dozens of sword gleams enveloped the Qinglian Pavilion disciple, shrouding the Qinglian Pavilion disciple. Cutting the body of the Qinglian Pavilion disciple, he cut his body apart one by one, leaving shocking blood grooves. The Qinglian Pavilion disciple's body was constantly shaking, and he screamed repeatedly. It was very miserable to go up there.

Seeing that the Qinglian Pavilion disciple was killed under the offensive of the black-robed man, a look of horror appeared on the face of the old man in Qinglian Pavilion.

"Damn it, who is that young man in black? How can he be so powerful? What kind of powerful trump card does he have, and why can he do this?" The old man asked secretly in his heart.

His eyelids were beating violently, and he felt waves of panic and despair.

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him. When he looked back, he saw an extremely sharp sword light slashing towards him. The sword lights were like poisonous snakes, carrying A series of sharp screams.

Seeing this scene, the Qinglian Pavilion disciple couldn't help but flash a solemn look on his face. He hurriedly waved the Qinglian Sword in his hand, waving more than ten sword beams in a row, and defeated all the sword beams that were slashing towards him. However, his body continued to retreat, and he spit out blood every time he retreated.

The Qinglian Pavilion disciple couldn't help but staggered and almost fell to the ground, but he held his body up and stood firm.

"Damn it, how is it possible? I actually lost. Why is the black-robed man so powerful? He is obviously only at the eighth level of Guiyuan Realm, and my strength is at the peak of the ninth level of Guiyuan Realm. How could he defeat me!" The Qinglian Pavilion disciple's face was extremely ugly.

The other two Qinglian Pavilion disciples on the side had a look of astonishment on their faces. They stared at the black-robed man with a look of horror on their faces, as if they had seen a ghost.

They never thought that there was such a terrifying existence hidden in the Qinglian Pavilion. He killed a general of the Qinglian Pavilion with one strike. His strength was simply a demon.