Chapter 308: The violent Hidden Dragon Taoist, Lingxudu's CPU is about to burn out

"Not coming yet?"

"Could it be that I just chopped it off? Or is the Immortal Sword Mother so patient?"

Looking at the fierce sword energy that suddenly rose and disappeared on the top of the mountain, Yi Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he decided to increase its strength a little more.

now.

The movement in front of Kunxu Mountain has attracted the attention of the monks of Jianxie Sect. One of them flew into the air, and his mind swept across the sky and earth, finally stopping on the majestic purple-gold figure of the Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain.

"Who are you, fellow Taoist? Why do you raise an unknown army and invade the territory of our Sword Evil Sect?" An old man in black and white Taoist robes, carrying a black sword on his back, stepped forward first, emitting the spiritual pressure of a Taoist master.

"How dare you, devil!" A sharp and angry shout came from the sea of ​​clouds.

Yi Chen turned a deaf ear to it and did not respond. It was just some noisy chirping of insects.

He was like a tyrant, holding the halberd in one hand, suddenly pressed down, and slashed with the halberd towards the deep clouds of the distant misty fairy mountain.

Chi! A huge amount of colored glaze suddenly shot out, swelled in the wind, and turned into a huge halberd that instantly extended to nearly a thousand meters.

The mighty energy transformed into a giant halberd that sank into the clouds like a hot knife cutting into butter. With just this one strike, most of the sea of ​​clouds was split in half by the glazed golden light of the halberd.

This halberd has no other name, it relies on its great power and powerful horsepower.

Great strength brings about miracles! At this moment, the purple-gold Taoist's muscles bulged, and the two jade arm armors on his left and right arms slightly dug into the flesh, leaving two marks.

Deep in the clouds, a huge red-crowned crane that was hiding from the cursing demon was unable to dodge and was hit by the halberd light. It exploded into a cloud of blood mist, with only a pair of slender beaks falling from the clouds.

The violent energy stirred up the wind in the sky, and for a moment, the elite disciples of the Jianxie Sect who were attracted by the huge movement and soared into the air were blown away, making them lose their balance and fall from side to side.

Yi Chen spread out his five fingers and clasped them together, and a pair of slender bird beaks falling from the sky were caught in his palms.

"Noisy bugs should be killed too!"

"You are so presumptuous, does your demon have such a pure Yang aura?"

"There is nothing hard about my body except my mouth. I am a good refining material."

The penetrating ability of Force Breaking the Realm allows Yi Chen's Qi to have the ability to shock and explode. After being strengthened many times, it is now able to still have a pair of bird beaks left under the destruction of the aftermath of his Qi, which shows that this beak is very strong.

With a quick thought, Yi Chen put the pair of bird beaks into his storage ring.

The sea of ​​clouds that he had split apart now returned to its original state.

"presumptuous!"

"Brother Dao first killed my son, and then attacked the gate of my Sword Evil Sect, killing innocent people indiscriminately. Are you bullying my sect for having no one?"

The figure of a beautiful woman with a high bun and distinct black and white eyes flashed a few times and landed in front of Yi Chen, with a look of frustration.

Wusheng Sword Mother never thought that she was just asking Ling Xudu about the origin of the strong man at the foot of the mountain, and was delayed for a while, and even the guardian beasts inside the mountain gate were slaughtered.

The reason why she still maintained such great restraint until now was actually because she felt the overwhelming momentum of the person in front of her.

Ever since she saw the person in front of her, the sword on her body that had the ghost spirit in it kept making a buzzing sound to warn her.

She knew that this person was no ordinary person.

If it were someone who was not as good as her, she would have struck him with a sword long ago, instead of asking any questions.

"When did such a powerful cultivator appear in the world?"

Wusheng Sword Mother was filled with doubts. She racked her brains but could not find any master of interception who had such strange and wonderful skills.

"You still have the nerve to question this poor Taoist, True Lord Wusheng."

"I have only been traveling for a few months, and your eldest son has actually bullied the leader of the Hehuan Sect and even tried to get his hands on my Taoist partner. If I hadn't discovered this by accident when I came out of retreat, wouldn't I have dyed my Taoist bun green?"

Yi Chen's eyes widened with anger, he looked like a victim, "Your son only lost his head, but I, the Hehuan Sect's Qinyun Sect Master, was forced to play the qin."

"This is too much. The Sword Evil Sect must give me an explanation for this matter!"

"Good! Good! Good! Even if my son was at fault first, he has already paid with his life. Brother Dao has not suffered any loss after all. Now that you have killed my mountain guarding disciples and destroyed my sect's spiritual beasts, I would like to ask Brother Dao to give me an explanation today."

Wusheng Sword Mother laughed out of anger, her eyes filled with evil, "I have been through ups and downs for half a lifetime, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you, Brother Dao."

"Today, please try the power of my Phoenix Evil Sword."

Before she finished speaking, the sword behind her was already shaking and humming inside the scabbard.

She was cold-hearted by nature, and was not too heartbroken over the death of her own son, but if she did not have a strong response to the attack on the mountain gate, the Star Sword Alliance might as well disband as soon as possible.

Without the bargaining chip of the Star Sword Alliance, how could she obtain the "Secret Method of Subduing Spirits" of the Yuling Shengkui Sect with the strength of her Sword Evil Sect alone? Anyone who stands in her way must die.

A strange wind suddenly arose between heaven and earth, and one strange lightsaber after another suddenly appeared with the figure of the Wusheng Sword Mother as the center.

"Arrogant? Didn't you see it today, Brother Wusheng?" Yi Chen looked at the sword behind the Sword Evil Sect Master and couldn't help but grinning.

The black sword faintly exuded the aura of ghostly evil power.

It seems that what the sentimental gentleman said is true. This ghost-like object in the sword is indeed destined to be with him.

"Sword strikes, wind and rain collide!"

Wusheng Sword Mother was such a smart person that she could tell at a glance that the person in front of her was just looking for trouble.

She put her fingers together to form a sword and raised her hand. Suddenly, dense sword energy several feet in length appeared in the sky and shot towards Yi Chen like rain hitting banana leaves. Along with the endless sword rain came bursts of ghostly cries and evil howls.

"I'll explain it to you right away, Brother Dao!" Wusheng Sword Mother raised her eyebrows, and her voice was as cold as ice that had been frozen for thousands of years.

"The sect master's swordsmanship has reached a new level. He can condense his energy with his thoughts and form a sword with the energy. When the sword moves, sound is produced. I am far behind him in terms of such cultivation." The old man in black and white Taoist robes exclaimed, twisting the few sparse whiskers under his chin.

In his eyes, Yi Chen is now a dead man.

"The Immortal Sword Mother is extremely ambitious, but she is truly a genius. If used well, she will definitely be a top-notch sword for my Yuling Shengkui Sect." Above the Misty Fairy Mountain behind the thick clouds, Ling Xudu's eyes flashed with a strange light, and his face had an inexplicable expression.

"But who is that person who came to the mountain to stir up trouble? I feel like he looks familiar, as if I've seen him in intelligence reports."

Facing thousands of sword energies, Yi Chen's face showed no panic at all, and even a hint of fanaticism appeared on his face.

He thrust the holy spear into the ground and opened his arms. Rich colored glaze energy surged out from his palms, head, feet, chest, and all over his body, swirling and creating hurricanes. The energy was so strong that the grass on the ground was broken and the ground sank three feet in an instant.

This battle was for Yichengzi to show off his power in front of the stage. Since the sword behind the Wusheng Sword Mother did not move, he would not take out the Holy Halberd. This way he could test the quality of the Wusheng Sword Mother.

Both sides' unique moves were completed in an instant. It happened in a flash. Soon, the sword energy in the sky descended on Yi Chen's purple-gold body as if guided.

The sounds of ding-dong-dong kept coming, and the boundless sword energy fell into the vortex of Jiyuan, piercing out concave holes one after another, but in the end, the power was exhausted and it was crushed by the madly swirling Jiyuan.

The sounds of ghosts crying and evil howling between heaven and earth, under the guidance of the sword energy, gathered into a beam and enveloped Yi Chen's figure. Thousands of evil sounds were like hundreds of thousands of insects, trying to drill into his sea of ​​consciousness, but were shattered by the circles of clear light blooming in his mind.

It turned out to be the supernatural power of the realm of breakthrough that was taking effect.

"Master Wusheng, I am not satisfied with your explanation."

"Please change your explanation."

Yi Chen's eyes pierced through the obstruction of numerous sword energies and reflected the figure of the Immortal Sword Mother. At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back with a cold expression.

"Godfather, the invading man has very strong cultivation and a very ferocious physique. Can the sect leader defeat him?" A foxy woman with a flying fairy bun came to the old man in black and white Taoist robes, hugged the old man's arm, and gently rocked and caressed it sideways.

The old man in black and white Taoist robes twitched his arm, but it didn't twitch. He felt a soft touch, and his heart was moved. Seeing that everyone was attracted by the battle in front of them, he didn't continue. Instead, he frowned and whispered, "Didn't I tell you, don't call me godfather outside, call me master."

"Master, didn't you tell me to call you father in there? How should I call you father?" A seductive voice suddenly sounded in the old man's mind. The words were wanton and alluring, but there was still some sense of propriety, as she used the method of transmitting sound.

"You... forget it, Yufeng, you don't understand. The sect master's methods are not just what you see now. Now I am just testing him. This person is unknown and unknown. Once the sect master's Fengxie Sword comes out, within ten moves, the person who challenges me will be defeated."

The old man in black and white Taoist robe glanced at the charming woman in front of him, with a look of pampering and helplessness on his face.

This woman was a female cultivator that an old friend of his asked him to take as his disciple. Her aptitude was not satisfactory, but she was very knowledgeable about the note book "Three Thousand Years of Sword Dao", so he reluctantly agreed. At first, he just dealt with it, but later he found out... "Yufeng, look, this is the second time the sect master has drawn his sword since the spirit ghost entered the sword."

"The first time he used the sword, within seven moves he made an enemy flee in blood, his strength and body were greatly damaged. This person's cultivation is not bad, I bet he can hold out until he is defeated in ten moves."

"If he fights to the death for more than ten moves, he won't have to retreat." The old man in black and white Taoist robes slid his jade-like hand along the foxy woman's inky black hair. In his mind, he had already imagined Yufeng falling on the brocade couch with her hair spread out under her body like a canvas.

There was a mist in her shallow eyes, cold and hazy.

Sometimes the black pupil disappears and the eyeball is completely white.

As soon as he thought of this, his sword moved.

——

At this moment, the unparalleled sword carried by Wusheng Sword Mother, the Fengxie Sword, also moved.

The Fengxie Sword comes out!

The sword is surrounded by three feet of energy, and its sharp edge can split the sky.

Before the sword moved, endless sharp energy spontaneously cut through the air, causing ripples around the blade.

The simple action of drawing the sword made Yi Chen's skin slightly tense.

Although there was no strong visual oppression like the sword energy all over the sky, this sword made Yi Chen even more fearful.

A jade foot suddenly touched the ground, and the beautiful and plump Wusheng Sword Mother held an unparalleled sword in her hand. Bursts of ghostly cries came from the sword, which was ten times more powerful and evil than before.

She nodded slightly, and bowed to Yi Chen: "This sword is the treasure of our Sword Evil Sect, the Two-Mark Dao Sword. Wusheng borrows this sword to greet fellow Daoist."

"If you unfortunately die in this battle, I will give you a lavish burial. The Hehuan Sect will only punish the main culprit and allow their inheritance to continue."

Yi Chen drew out the long spear in front of him and bowed in salute.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Grand Elder of the Hehuan Sect, Taoist Yinlong, I am here to greet you!"

"My fellow Taoist is a woman who is as good as a man. I admire your cultivation and bearing."

"If you die today, I promise to only kill the top leaders of the Sword Evil Sect, and not destroy their inheritance. I will kill them all."

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you curious about the real purpose of my trip today?" A strange color flashed in Yi Chen's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Is this important? Brother Dao, you have reasons to come. My Sword Evil Sect is overwhelming the Northern Territory and wants to establish the Star Sword Alliance. We also have reasons to do so. There is no such thing as true morality. If my Sword Evil Sect is truly successful in the future, there will be great scholars to interpret the scriptures for me, and the same goes for Brother Dao."

"There is no morality in the world, only rules and order."

"Indeed, this is the most insignificant matter." Yi Chen sneered, as if he felt that his question was a bit stupid. At this moment, he felt a sense of identification with the beautiful female swordsman in front of him. Of course, this bit of good impression would not affect his decision to kill her.

A dead and motionless enemy is a good enemy.

The two were silent for a second, momentarily speechless.

The onlookers either stood on the strange rocks on the top of Kunxu Mountain or rode in the wind, gazing from afar, all watching it all in silence.

This is the battlefield belonging to Master Jie Dao.

It is also a rare opportunity.

One second later.

The two of them attacked at the same time.

"Spiritual Evil Sword Formation·Differentiation·Cocoon Kill!"

The Immortal Sword Mother gave a clear shout, and the long sword in her hand suddenly rose up automatically, splitting into twelve dark evil swords, which tightly surrounded Yi Chen with Yi Chen as the center of the circle.

"The Overlord raises his halberd, swallowing up the heavens and destroying the earth!"

"Ignite the seven emotions, burn the six desires, the thirteen burnings of pure yang are all empty!"

Yi Chen's fighting spirit was completely ignited at this moment.

He found the feeling of being alive again.

It was this feeling of oppression that made his nerve endings begin to tremble with slight excitement.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

It doesn't matter what happens, just fight.

At this moment, Yi Chen only had the purest desire to fight.

The three tattoos on his purple-gold body, a vicious dragon, a evil tiger, and a ferocious green bull, became even more lifelike.

The sword moves of the Immortal Sword Mother have magic sounds entering the mind, and also have special powers. They have the ability to trap people, but it is most appropriate to deal with it with a domineering body.

Divine power brings luck.

Yi Chen raised his halberd to respond.

This moment.

The sword energy lingered for nine feet, and the extreme Yuan split the sky.

Speed ​​versus strength, sharpness versus toughness.

The Wusheng Sword Mother made a sword gesture with her hands, and the Fengxie Sword turned into an ordinary sword energy, disappearing within the twelve huge sword lights.

Yi Chen urged his divine power again and again, using his unparalleled halberd moves one after another.

Many ultimate moves collided between heaven and earth, and the overwhelming and unstoppable power converged between heaven and earth, roaring, rubbing, and offsetting each other.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with raging winds, which blew across the mountains, leaving only the grass.

"Start the formation, start the mountain protection formation!"

The old man in black and white Taoist robes' face changed drastically when he saw this, and he couldn't help shouting loudly. With a thought, a black sword-shaped talisman shot into the clouds.

With the command talisman of the Third Elder of Jianxie Sect and the Chief of Punishment Hall, he activated the formation to the second level, which was enough to resist the power of Yi Chen and the other man.

The clouds and mist dissipated, forming a thick film like clear plastic, blocking the aftermath of the fight between Yi Chen and the other man, as well as the overflowing power.

That's right, at the moment when the sound of the Pure Yang Thirteen Blazing All Emptiness Dao sounded, the old man in black Taoist robes felt a strong desire to burn his body, and the fire in his heart rose. For a moment, he was awe-inspiring. If he didn't open a large formation to cut off the strange fluctuations between heaven and earth and block the Dao sound, all the ordinary disciples of his Sword Evil Sect would die in a moment!

The clouds and mist turned into a formation. When the formation was completed, the old man in black and white Taoist robes wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced down the mountain. He saw that more than a dozen disciples were rolling on the ground, unable to suppress the anger in their bodies.

Fortunately, the formation was activated in time, so no greater disaster occurred.

"Master, this person has come with bad intentions. Do you think the Sect Master can really win?" The foxy woman's face turned pale. She stared blankly at the fierce battle in the distance, and changed her previous frivolous tone.

"Yes... maybe, no, the Sect Master is invincible, the Sect Master will definitely be able to kill this man."

"The Sect Master will not lose, and cannot lose!"

As if he was convincing himself, the old man's tone changed from doubtful to firm. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. He turned around and headed towards a hilltop, not caring about his female disciple who had made a profound study of "Three Thousand Years of Sword Dao".

The leader's behavior is not like a man but he is better than a man. Although he also plots and schemes, he always keeps his word. He always keeps his word. Once the rules are set, it is a one-on-one duel and a fight to the death. He will definitely not do something like a sneak attack.

But he is the elder of the Punishment Hall, so he can.

For the sake of the sect, what does his personal honor and disgrace matter? You know, their Jianxie Sect still has a high-ranking cultivator from the Yuling Shengkui Sect here.

…. …. “Haha, I recognized it.”

"Although it is more shocking than the description in the intelligence, this kind of strange phenomenon must be this person without a doubt."

"Zizaitian, Tanlang Xingjun, you are hiding so deeply, Yinlong Taoist, Hehuan Sect's Great Elder, Tanlang Xingjun, Fajia's abandoned disciple Zhang San, all of these are connected."

"The sect master once said that among the sixteen most powerful forces in Dongzhou, the old fox Zizai Tianzhu's cultivation and scheming can be ranked in the top three. He is one of the few people that he can't see the slightest clue about."

"This Star Lord Tan Lang is a True Lord Jie Dao, but he is pretending to be crazy and stupid. Could it be that the small He Huan Sect has some great secret?"

"Or is it that Zizaitian has made a move in advance, intending to secretly compete with my Yuling Shengkui Sect for control of the Northern Territory?"

People who play tactics have dirty hearts. As the wisest general of the Yuling Shengkui Sect, Ling Xudu, who had just been promoted to the Jie Dao realm, had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He had already thought of countless conspiracies, but they were all overturned one by one.

As a military strategist of the Yuling Shengkui Sect, he handled countless pieces of intelligence every day, and the information about the emerging Yi Chen was naturally among them. Among the vast amount of intelligence, he left a trace of impression on him.

He never expected that all this was actually acted out by a powerful Jie Dao master.

"Master Yinlong, are you crazy?"

"There is obviously a better way to accomplish this, but you keep popping up. Are you deliberately creating confusion to attract our attention? What on earth is Zizaitian up to?"

Countless thoughts were tangled together. Even with the brain power of Lingxudu Jiedao Zhenjun, his CPU was about to smoke, but he still couldn't figure out what this Tanlang Xingjun was up to.

"What the sect leader said is true. The people of Zizai Heaven are mysterious and mysterious. They are really not easy to deal with. Dou Mu Yuanjun is crazy and acts illogically. The same is true for Tan Lang Xingjun under her, and Zizai Heaven Lord is even more so."

(End of this chapter)