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Chapter 609 Fengtian Sword

The descendant of the Sword Emperor who was reviving the Fengtian Sword, heard Xie Yuxi's shout. He turned his head and looked with a fierce look and said, "How can the Sword Royal Family members inform the enemy? You are from that branch of the clan. Report to the family law and punish the Hui tribe afterwards."

Xie Yuxi straightened his back and said, "I am a child of the Tianyun Mountain branch. My name is Xie Yuxi. You can go back and ask the clan leader to punish me. But I am not informing the enemy. Long Jiaoyang is the chief general of the Tianlong Army. I am the general of the Tianlong Army. I remind the master general to pay attention to the enemy's spells. What are the mistakes?"

The second prince Li Ming said, "What General Xie Yuxi said is good... He is now a member of my Tianlong Army. Naturally, he has to consider the chief general of the Tianlong Army."

"Hmph. Tianlong Army. Tang Dynasty royal family. A group of traitors who make the demon clan a superior race. Are they qualified to have the status of the Lord of the Domain?" The descendant of the Sword Emperor sneered and sneered.

The second prince Li Ming changed his expression slightly, "What do you mean?"

"You must understand what I mean. The foundation of the Tang Dynasty royal family is so profound that it cannot be as profound as that of the descendants of major emperors. The God Emperor Realm is a place where human race rule. We can be defeated. But we cannot let the demon clan be above us." The descendant of the Sword Emperor said with murderous aura.

The second prince Li Ming's heart was confused because of the words of the descendants of the Sword Emperor. He understood the meaning of the words of the descendants of the Sword Emperor. Now that the descendants of the great emperors were born, they would first seize the Immortal scriptures and then attack the major races that made a comeback. The Tang royal family has now become allies of the demon clan. They have become betrayers in their hearts. They will be the first human force to be purged.

After saying this, Emperor Sword Descendant said, he no longer went to see Xie Yuxi and the second prince Li Ming. He turned to look at Long Jiaoyang and said, "Although someone informed me, unless you escape to the arena, you will definitely not be able to continue to hide."

Long Jiaoyang ignored the descendants of the Sword Emperor. He looked at the white-faced scholar between the four grids and said, "He used the magic weapon left by the great emperor. It was so difficult that he did not violate the rules."

"No. Because the magic weapon in his hand is not an imperial-level magic weapon. It is just a magic weapon for time and space." The white-faced scholar said calmly.

The descendants of the Sword Emperor looked at Long Jiaoyang with mocking sarcastic words, "Are you worthy of the Fengtian Sword engraved by the Sword Emperor's ancestor? This is just an imitation Fengtian Sword. It is not an imperial-level magic weapon."

At the end of the story, the descendants of the Sword Queen pinched the sword with their hands and said, "Fengtian Sword. Rongyun Fengtian."

Nine blood-stained wooden swords and eight storms rushed to the eight directions. One storm rushed into the earth.

The time and space of the entire life-class are blocked. Time stagnated at this moment. Looking at the life-class arena from the other three arenas. The people on the life-class arena were updated as soon as possible. Suddenly, they were stationary and there was no change.

"What a powerful magic weapon for time and space. It can actually stop time." Qiankun Ding said in shock.

"I'm really annoyed. I want to see how Long Jiaoyang and Chu Ling'er defeat the enemy." The Seven-Secret Sword Saint was very depressed. He got angry when he was depressed. This angrily Tiange ring was immediately affected.

Countless strong men were slashed away from the arena by the Seven-Mission Sword Saint. The battle on the ring that was updated in three grids and stopped to watch the battle started again.

On the Death Gauge Arena, all the weak have been eliminated. The remaining ten people are the strongest.

The demonic beauties who entered the devil Lord naturally were not eliminated. The old man Tianxuan also stood proudly. In addition, there were seven old strong men with little life, who had achieved great success in the holy level and Kang Bo, the elder of the Killing God Sect who protected the three young masters of the Qi family.

The Demon Lord was the first to emit imperial patterns and began to shock the old and powerful men who had achieved great success in the Saint-level realm with few lives. He was not in the mood to waste time with these people. Old Man Tianxuan had the same thoughts and emitted imperial patterns. Kang Bo, who had been holding the sword box, unexpectedly leaked the imperial patterns.

Three powerful emperors appeared, and the seven old strong men with few lives retreated from the arena themselves. After all, this is not a fight for the elixir of life-sustaining life. It is just a competition for the first place to see the immortal scriptures. For this reason, fighting to the death to the death was not of any substantial benefit. So they quit themselves.

The Demon Lord looked at the old man Tianxuan and Kang Bo coldly and said, "There are still strong people in the human race. But in the eyes of me, I am still too weak. You should retreat by yourself. Don't waste my time."

The old man Tianxuan carried his hands on his back and snorted coldly, "Are the same powerful emperor's pattern? How much better are you than this emperor."

Conbae narrowed his eyes and stared at the Demon Lord and said, "You even borrowed your body. When you really fight, how much strength can you exert?"

"I am the Aotian Demon Lord of the Demon Clan. I will update you as soon as possible. If you two annoy me today and wait for me to come out of seclusion, you will definitely kill you two people without leaving." The Demon Lord threatened.

Kang Bo's expression changed slightly. His hand holding the sword box trembled. He did not want to cause the destruction of the descendants of Emperor Xuan.

"You are afraid. You have lost psychologically. You leave first. Let me solve this waste who once joined forces with the other three demons. None of them won the Haoqi Tianbei." The old man Tianxuan said provocatively.

The hesitation on Comber's face had disappeared... He smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if he was scared away by a useless demon?"

"You... are very good. I will make you regret it." Aotian Demon Lord was furious and took the lead in launching an attack.

...

The battles on the other three arenas could not affect Long Jiaoyang and others at all, because their time in this arena has stopped.

"Brother, this Fengtian Sword is so terrifying. The world where we are is still." Wu Xinmi exclaimed in surprise.

Wu Xinjie frowned and stared at Long Jiaoyang. At this moment, Long Jiaoyang wanted to escape with secret techniques. It would definitely be impossible to delay time. The Fengtian Sword. Seal the time and space, and let the world in this small area be in this state forever.

"Long Jiaoyang. Keep using the escape technique." The descendant of Sword Emperor opened his arms provocatively and said.

Long Jiaoyang used the technique of the time and space domain to avoid it in order to restore his mental consciousness to a better state. After all, he had previously forced the last change of the Yan Emperor's Sun True Art to make his soul suffer great damage.

Unfortunately, the descendants of the Sword Queen did not give him too many opportunities. The appearance of the Fengtian Sword made Long Jiaoyang no longer have the opportunity to hide and recover.

Long Jiaoyang is now completely supported by the sacrificial arts. Otherwise, he would have fallen to the ground and cannot move at all. Because his physical injury was too serious.

"One move determines the outcome."

In the desperate situation, Long Jiaoyang had the belief of winning in his eyes. He stared at the descendants of Sword Emperor and said word by word

And while Long Jiaoyang was talking, his entire aura was undergoing a tremendous change. The shocking aura erupted from him.

He originally wanted to humiliate Long Jiaoyang's descendants with words. There was an incredible look in his eyes. His expression was extremely solemn. He was a swordsman and extremely sensitive to sword energy. He noticed that the sword energy surging Long Jiaoyang's body was extraordinary. Such a killing aura had surpassed the sword energy of his ancestors' sword skills and killing.

Wu Xinmi stared at Long Jiaoyang in amazement and said, "How is it possible? He has been so injured. The eight extraordinary meridians have been damaged. How can such a power burst out?"
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