Step, step, step ~

The quiet footsteps would not attract anyone's attention in daily life, but at this time the two sword cultivators of the hospital vomited blood and retreated, they had an incomparable terrible tension, attracting everyone's attention. The person has not appeared yet, but the slow footsteps were like a heavy drum and deeply ringing in the depths of each heart, as if a cold big hand was revived invisibly, holding his heart tightly!

tread!

The footsteps paused, but the invisible momentum not only did not dissipate, but became even more surging, as if a huge wave hit the rocks, the rapids were running around, and the trend was overwhelming!

A dark color appeared in Chong Hongyi's vision, and his hideous and mighty appearance made him slightly stunned - Is it spiritual armor? At the same time, almost uncontrollable screams sounded in a series of exclamations among the crowd, and everyone's face was filled with horror, but there was still a curiosity in this horror as if he had seen something rare and rare.

He slapped the feather fan in his hand slightly, and the long white tail feathers drew a wave of phantoms in the void, covering up the shock deep in Chong Hongyi's eyes. Spiritual armor is a spiritual object for cultivators. Every move is in line with itself, and it can spontaneously defend the enemy. It is a first-class life-saving thing. Even facing the siege of three or five monks of the same level, spiritual armor monks can escape without even being completely defeated. It is not impossible to defeat the opponent completely. From the beginning of the birth of spiritual armor to the present, in tens of thousands of years, there has never been a known that a monk with refined spiritual armor died and a fight with the same level. Even the legendary genius and a person who looked down on the ranks could not kill spiritual armor monks of the same level. At most, they would defeat them, and not die!

However, it often takes a huge price to gain power. The cultivator is a spiritual armor cultivator who has been silent and comfortable in his life. Not only does he have extremely lack of means of attacking and killing, but even the level of cultivation is rising, it is far from difficult to ordinary monks. From ancient times to the present, for tens of thousands of years, the cultivators who practice war armor are like the sand of the Ganges River, and there are countless of them. Among them, there are no shortage of super geniuses who are talented and despised Tongji. However, these endless spiritual armor cultivators... have only reached the realm of scattered immortals...

Less than thirty people!

Thirty thousand years, less than thirty people!

Almost every time it takes thousands of years to reach the realm of the scattered immortals, a strong man who has entered the realm of the scattered immortals can emerge among countless spiritual-armored monks. If he passes the scattered immortals, he can be called the earth immortal, and there are almost no one!

None, none!

But it is also because of this that the power of those spiritual armor monks with real level of Sanxian is not comparable to that of ordinary Sanxian! According to a top sword cultivator who had fought with those thirty existences, it is, "Your sword cannot break his defense at all, but his random punch is powerful and cannot be blocked!"

Not bad! The spiritual armor monk with extremely weak attack power before Sanxian was completely different after advancement. If it was just a hard but clumsy giant stone before, then the bluestone had turned into a rolling stone at this time!

The huge rock rolls, and you can attack Wushuang, and you can only turn into a pool of blood mud under this huge rock. There is no second possibility. It is an extremely violent and unreasonable terrifying force! Even the sword cultivator who attacks extremely sharply will be inferior in actual combat!

Once such a terrifying existence appears, it will surely become famous and will smash the stable situation in the world like a rolling rock!

Fortunately, such an existence is extremely rare, and no one will appear for thousands of years!

But unfortunately, there is such a person in front of him!

"Ha...Ha...Ha..."

Looking at the black armor emitting cold metallic light on the man in front of him, the elegant middle-aged man didn't know whether to cry or laugh - was he honored as a witness to the legend? Or...

Bang~

The feather fan gently patted the palm of his hand, and a dark smile appeared in Chong Hongyi's eyes, and then disappeared into the deep pupils.

‘...Tsk tsk tsk tsk ~, Spirit-armored monk, such a big name..., powerful and powerful, and his power chasing the North Sea. Cultivators of the same level are not their opponents... But are you too careless... This is not in the wilderness. Haoyuan City, the largest power in the Baye Leaf Realm, not to mention the powerful Sanwu Sansanxian, even thirty or fifty, it is not impossible to take it out... I saw a legend falling directly with my own eyes. This feeling...Tsk tsk tsk...'

"Ahem, you are really a master of art and brave... Could it be that my Haoyuan City Lord's Mansion is not in your eyes..."

A light cough sounded slightly embarrassed but still quiet. Cai Yongyuan slowly straightened up, and the ink-colored sword on his right hand that had become famous was even more faintly lit up at this time, and it looked even more sharp.

"upbraid!"

With a loud shout, the blood-colored sword light soared into the sky like a meteor. The sword energy was not cold and cold, but it was extremely bright, almost comparable to the scorching sun hanging in noon.

The sword light rose like a waterfall, but beyond the expectations of Cai Yongyuan, who was on guard, Chen Fei, wearing ink armor, not only did not intercept him, but his face was even more lazy and careless.

"Tongtian Sword Rain is named as extremely majestic, but it does not contain any murderous aura or attacking means. The sword intent turns as he wants, and the spiritual energy in his body turns into Tongtian Sword Light and soars into the sky. The sword light is extremely bright and clear, without fear of all obstruction types of spells or formations. Even if they are gathered for tens of thousands of miles, they can be clearly captured by the City Lord's Mansion. It is Haoyuan Realm, or in other words, it is a powerful and reliable means of transmission of spells among dozens of realms in the Baye Leaf Realm."

The voice was clear and cold, but it did not come from the mouth of the terrifying spiritual armor monk. On his right hand, a handsome young man wearing a jade robe and black armored man with a delicate face, and his eyes and eyebrows were endlessly romantic and suave, but his face was too pale, and his tone was too cold and arrogant, which made everyone present subconsciously gather on him.

And this young man is Yu Yuanji. Although he is very talented, he is only a young man over ten years old after all, and his cultivation is only equivalent to the peak of silver. There are dozens of monks present, and any one of them is almost as close as a scattered immortal. His combat power is even more of a life-striving person who leverages the sword and licks blood at the edge of a knife. It is no exaggeration to say, \'Any monk here can crush him to death within three breaths.

He was locked by these terrifying eyes for a moment, allowing Yu Yuanji to be an old man, and his heart almost stopped beating at this time. However, before the fear in his heart had risen, the face of the girl beside him and Chen Fei's previous instructions surged deep in his heart, and the fear was directly extinguished by these two "powers".

So in everyone's eyes, this young man who was almost the most handsome and cold they had ever seen was just a slight pause, his tone was even more arrogant and light, as if the one in front of him was not a group of powerful monks like wolves and tigers, but just a simple and casual existence like the breeze in the mountains and the bright moon in the sky. "With the strength of the Haoyuan family, its reinforcements should have arrived, general, after all..."

"This is the place of his Haoyuan City..."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Almost as the boy's voice fell, three huge roars appeared from the edge of the sky, and then three extremely bright lights appeared, cutting down the bright sky unique to Haoyuan City. Then, after less than three breaths, the light subsided and landed straight in the inner palace of the city lord's mansion, making Yi Yixuan's pupils slightly locked, and her lower hands subconsciously clenched tightly-

That's the sword light!

Its momentum is vast and clear, and it is endless, just like the beautiful and awakening distant sky ten thousand years ago!

Haoyuan Sword Intention, the secret master of Haoyuan Sect, inspired by the master, the third ancestor was perfected, and the fifth ancestor was great. He could dominate the world! More than 3,000 years ago, the leader of the Haoyuan Sect at that time taught him to his great disciples, and he was very favored, but at the same time... it was this eldest disciple who was favored by the master of the sect, the senior brother of the Haoyuan Sect, who personally destroyed the sect that cultivated him! Since then, Haoyuan Sword Intention has become an empty sound, but after that, every leader of Haoyuan will be taught by his elders - how to distinguish... mortal enemy, Haoyuan Sword Intention!

Yi Yixuan is no exception!

Since the three of them all have the extremely skillful Haoyuan sword intent, their identities are about to emerge...

The city lord's mansion is a direct descendant, and it must be outstanding!

"hateful...'

Almost at the moment when this sword intent appeared in the air, Yi Yixuan, who had been acting very calm, could not control her emotions. Not to mention the thousands of years of bloody entanglement between the head of the Haoyuan Sect and the lord of the Haoyuan City City, it was only in Yi Yixuan's short decades...

I have seen it countless times...number!

The bright and familiar sword light shattered the familiar faces one by one. Even as the young leader of the Haoyuan Sect, she would be transferred first by her elders... But every time when the melodious sword intent of Haoyuan appeared, many familiar smiles would disappear-

Elder Li, who teaches boxing, Sister Wu, who smiles very gentle and reliable...all of them disappeared, after the sword light flashes...

Haoyuan's sword intent, mortal enemy, another more appropriate name for death and blood!

Anyone who brings death and killing should die! He should kill!

The light eyes were almost about to show a little scarlet blood. A faint illusion power that appeared faintly in the girl's not very wide tendons, roaring and roaring in her petite and cute body, then... When the three sword lights dissipated in the girl's vision... were completely furious!

Click...

Just like the sound of ice chunks, the invisible barrier finally... disappeared! The attachment to the person he cherished, the anger caused by this, and the hatred for himself were finally mixed into a force beyond his true essence and different from the sword intent through such an unexpected meeting.

murderous look!

An invisible and qualitative power lingers around the girl, guarding her like a loyal guard. If you change to another person, or at another time or on another occasion, you will awaken this extraordinary power, but here, in the city lord's mansion, in front of the monk who had rolled in countless corpses...

Awakening murderous intent...

The girl's fair face suddenly became paler, and the last ray of blood on her face reached its peak when she saw the smile playing with Xue Yada's mouth!

"Great Elder, Third Young Master, Fifth Young Master..."

He bowed respectfully to the three arrogances, but his lowered eyebrows looked at Yi Yixuan and Chen Fei and became cold in an instant. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he silently compared his mouth to Chen Fei and the other two.

‘I saw it…’

Looking at the girl who became bloodless in an instant, Xue Yada's eyes became more and more mocking. It was a vicious intention that was almost as sticky and cold as a poisonous snake.

He did see... if ordinary monks just felt the murderous intent, at most they thought that these three were demonstrating against them, but he clearly saw the "battlefield evil ghost" who had been rolling on the battlefield since he was a child... This murderous intent only appeared when the direct disciple of the city lord appeared.

To be precise, it was only after seeing the face of the direct disciple of the City Lord's Mansion that he achieved a breakthrough... and realized the absolutely pure murderous aura! Such a pure and wonderful taste...

There is a deep hatred, almost like an absolute hatred like annihilation of the family and massacre!

‘It’s really interesting….Hahaha, this time the garrison mistake will not only not have any bad effects on me, but will also make me closer to the City Lord’s Mansion...Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, I think about it, the City Lord’s Mansion is the most disgusting and fearing... the remnants of Haoyuan Sect!’

With his eyes shrank, Xue Yada respectfully bowed to the old man with white hair in front of him, and said with a smile: "Great Elder, the villain has discovered something this time. You know the people in front of him..."

boom!

But at this moment, a murderous aura that was as strong as the sea suddenly soared into the sky. Then, it slapped hard like a wave. The so-called "battlefield evil ghost" Xue Yada's body instantly became stiff as if it had been immersed in the ice. The words that had not been said were frozen, choked in his throat and could not be said. When he was shocked in his heart, a frivolous, arrogant, yet solemn and majestic voice sounded softly-

"Great... Elder, right? In Xia Feichen, this person is despised and killed me!"

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