The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 97
laugh!
Blood splattered!
The sword of benevolence, engulfed in strong energy and blood, tore through the void, and pierced into the bones of Xiao Xiong's arms crossed like lightning.

It was as if he wanted Xiao Xiong to be the leader in public.

"you……"

Xiao Xiong's pupils shrank suddenly, as if flames were about to be ejected from his eyes.

Even if you are a master of refining gods in Shenhuozhuang, but at the same time you have such a powerful level of refining spirits, how strong can your Qi refining cultivation base be as a method of cultivation?
The moment his arm was pierced, and the remaining power of the sword edge stabbed at his neck, Xiao Xiong no longer held back, and suddenly let out a low growl. The special purple energy cultivated from the body of the Great Sun Treasure was detonated by Xiao Xiong, and then his body retreated violently. , keeping a small distance of about ten centimeters from Jianfeng who was assassinated by Shen Lang.

"Today, even if you are a member of Shenhuozhuang Village, you can never walk out of my Yang Yanzong unscathed."

Xiao Xiong's eyes were full of anger, he was basically sure - this incomparably mysterious great master of refining gods was from Shenhuozhuang Village.

Said a bunch of inexplicable words, and compared him to a devil, you are worse than me?
Oh, this sentence is a bit hypocritical.

It should be said that he met a ruthless person who was as vicious as him.

But after using the method of refining the gods to kill the spirit of the second elder, he does not believe that Shen Lang can still use the method of refining the gods in a short time, and a great master of refining the gods without the method of refining the gods, the result can be imagined And know.

"Today, I'd like to see if you have any means to turn things around!"

Yes, the result can be imagined...

Just when Xiao Xiong was full of confidence and wanted to fight back, Shen Lang had already drawn out his sword, and while bringing out a piece of flesh and blood, he stabbed out the second sword without stopping.

Furious and bloody sword fighting method, seven swords in a row, one sword with blood is better than one sword, until the seven swords are exhausted, the enemy is not dead, and he is finished.

Shen Lang's own qi and blood are as high as 1600 cards. At this moment, he has superimposed Qianyuan Blood Burning Dafa, Crazy Demon Dafa, and the blessing from the sun's true qi. The burst of qi and blood of this second sword will reach 600 calories.

It was basically equivalent to a full-strength punch from a fitness master at his peak.

Chi!
There was another sword cry, his arms were in severe pain, and the fierce wind blew on Xiao Xiong's face, his face flushed, as if he didn't expect Shen Lang's attacks to follow one after another, each time with greater strength and speed It was faster than once, so that he was so tired of parrying that he had no strength to fight back.

And this second sword stabbed the left shoulder.

Pain pain pain pain!
This was the only thought in Xiao Xiong's heart after receiving the second sword.

"Why, can't you run out of energy and blood? Why can you keep bursting out such a huge energy and blood?"

Xiao Xiong vomited blood while retreating, doesn't this person never exhaust himself?

First, under the pouring bullets of his disciples, he felt as if he had entered the land of no one, and then confronted the second elder in the spiritual realm, and then he burst out with the vitality that seemed to be at his peak.

He couldn't figure it out, as a normal person, he would have been exhausted by this time, even the innate qi and blood could not support such a luxurious usage.

Chi!
Xiao Xiong's psychological construction is not over yet, the third sword, Qi and blood burst has reached nearly 900 calories.

It is also a real lore sword.

At the same time as the sword edge stabbed out, Shen Lang was extremely excited: "Because, I have learned the ultimate skill of the patriarch: the benevolent is invincible!"

This sword, with the word "Ren" facing upwards, pierced into Xiao Xiong's chest, and then exerted force from bottom to top.

"No!"

As if he had a premonition of his own death, Xiao Xiong screamed in horror.

but……

late.

Tear!

Blood spilled into the sky.

split into two.

This is "benevolence".

Xiao Xiong, the patriarch of the Yangyan Sect, occupied Longling Mountain. The evil dragon who caused harm to the people of one side was decapitated by a brave man on the eighth day of the third lunar month.

To show their gratitude, the latecomers put up a large stone tablet at the entrance of Longling Mountain, praising the achievements of the brave (crossed out).

Today is auspicious, suitable for traveling and celebrating.

"Sovereign, dead!?"

"What a joke!"

"What happened? Is the suzerain playing us?"

Three swords, the intruder only used three swords, just like a father beating his son, and killed the suzerain who in their minds dared to fight the Warrior Association head-on, was brave, resourceful, wise and martial.

Still divided into two.

How much they wished that today was April Fool's Day, when the suzerain would get up unscathed, pointing at his body that was broken in half, bloody and bloody, and said to them: "You have been deceived, the master is not dead!"

But the reality is that the suzerain is dead, and the second elder is dead.

There is only one great elder who is alone in the sect, and the remaining disciples, the guardian elders, have all gathered in the square.

They panicked and screamed again and again.

"Great Elder, come back quickly, Yangyan Sect is finished!"

"Run, run!"

"Preserve your useful body, and avenge the sect in the future!"

Immediately, the only [-] or so remaining disciples, the guardian elders fled around like frightened birds.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The flames of war are raging, wreckage is everywhere, and ruins and rocks are everywhere.

Looking at this scene, Shen Lang didn't waver in the slightest, and there was only determination on Jun Lang's clear face.

In war, there are no innocents.

Those who do evil will be punished for several crimes, and they will be implicated and sit together.

Today, if he let go of any Yangyan Sect disciples or guardian elders, he will be the one who will regret it tomorrow.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake.

"My heart and my deeds are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is righteous!"

Shen Lang's sword trembled.

The whole person is like a long rainbow piercing the sun, and his figure shuttles among the disciples of Yang Yanzong.

One sword, another sword.

23 people, 18 people, 11 people, one person...

Scarlet became the only color here.

The Yangyan Sect, which dared to openly call the Banwu Artists Association, was the territory of the devil in Yangcheng, and today it ushered in its purification.

Here, ten deaths and no life!
……

Three minutes later, Shen Lang caught up with the last elder protector and shot him dead on the spot.

The huge Yangyan Sect has no vitality at this moment and is lifeless.

"I'm so tired. If there are 80 more people, I'm afraid I will be cornered."

This battle was narrowly won.

Shen Lang let out a heavy mouthful of turbid air, took out a few bottles of his wife's oral liquid from the guitar case left at the door, and drank it to relieve the weakness of ischemia.

This was the first time that Shen Lang had used the Mad Demon Dafa twice in one day. Although it seemed that it had no effect, he felt tired.

He was tired, weak and sleepy.

Anyway, Yang Yanzong closed the mountain, ordinary people would not dare to go up the mountain without warriors leading the way, and warriors are afraid of the great power of Yu Yangyanzong, thus resulting in Yangyanzong's one-sided, domineering and incomparable style of behavior.

Closing the mountain means that no one will come.

He can find a place to sleep.

He wanted to find a bedroom with a bed. The floor outside was too hard and flat, which would hurt his back, hurt his spine, and put his back on it.

but……

I don't know if it was Yang Yanzong's intention to hide the bedroom privately, or if the disciples in the sect were all on the floor, he searched for a long time, but he couldn't find a place to sleep.

"No, there is no bed here either. Where did the damn Yang Yanzong hide his bedroom?"

Shen Lang was a little annoyed,

looking for...

Alas!
By such a coincidence, he found a place that resembled a garden.

Taking a closer look, a small tree of only eight or nine meters is being planted in the garden. It has luxuriant branches and leaves, looks like an umbrella, and is fiery red in color, like a burning fire mulberry.

"Hey, this looks like a fire mulberry tree?"

Looking at the scratches on the branches, Shen Lang was sure that this was the natural treasure of fire mulberry tree that could produce the essence of sun inflammation.

The so-called Sun Flame Essence is actually the resin inside the fire mulberry tree, and the scratches on the branches have already explained everything.

"It's better to take it back and plant it. This kind of delicate thing needs careful cultivation to survive. It is also a product of the cave. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rare and rare variety. Putting it here will only make the fire mulberry tree gradually wither. Yangcheng has lost a precious species."

After thinking about it, Shen Lang still felt that he couldn't let it go like this.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the side of the fire mulberry tree from the corner of his eye. There seemed to be a cellar?
When I opened it, it was really a cellar, and it was an ice cellar.

It was terribly cold inside, and the temperature was at least minus degrees Celsius.

Inside, Shen Lang found dozens of frozen Sun Flame Essence.

This time, Shen Lang didn't hesitate, and put these dozens of Sun Flame Essences into the incubator.

He never refuses anything that can enhance his strength.

While calling for a trailer, Shen Lang accidentally discovered a treasure house while searching for the bedroom.

There is a large amount of cash in it, a total of three million yuan, which seems to be dirty money accumulated by Yang Yanzong for the war.

There are also several methods of body refining and qi refining in the treasure house.

Among them is the treasure body of the big sun that Shen Lang practiced, and the matching big sun...?
Ok?
How is this not a visualization of the Great Sun?
Shen Lang took a closer look, and found that this was not a visualization of the Great Sun at all, but a visualization of purple qi coming from the east. He visualized the first ray of purple qi that appeared on the horizon in the morning. purple gas.

Shen Lang: ...

If you don’t visualize the sun, what do you call the Great Ribao Body? Why don’t you just call it the Amethyst Battle Body?
Even the name of the cheat book has been fraudulently consumed, and Shen Lang is very tired.

But when he thought that the handle of his visualization of the Great Sun was no worse than that of the visualization of Ziqi Donglai, Shen Lang's mood turned around.

However, Yang Yanzong must take the main responsibility for this mistake.

These ill-gotten gains must not be allowed to circulate.

Otherwise, it will intensify the greed in the hearts of the people and cause others to go crazy.

He can bear this kind of crime alone!
(End of this chapter)