Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 912 The Psychic Sword Body
Qinglian Holy Land, the place that countless sword cultivators in the world yearn for.

Qinglian Sword Ancestor, also known as Qinglian Swordsman, built this Qinglian Holy Land before leaving Dongxuan Domain.

The descendants of the Sword Ancestor also followed the order carefully and recruited all the sword cultivators in the world, and all of them could come to the Holy Land to practice.

Moreover, this holy land has never had the heart of striving for hegemony. Although they also have the Juggernaut of the ancient holy land, they never interfere in the affairs of the 72 states.

At this time, the sea ship was moored at a port on Qinglian Island, and the people around them boarded the island in an orderly manner under the guidance of some warriors wearing holy land costumes.

Lu Feng forgot to glance at the place where the sword energy was the strongest, and boundless thoughts arose in his heart.

As long as you come here, you may be able to find out the origin of the black stone if you enter Qinglian Holy Realm.

He was very puzzled about what the word Nadihong actually represented.

"Brother Lu is new here, and he may be confused about Qinglian Holy Land. Why don't you go to my Yuncheng first to settle down and understand."

Yun Lei warmly invited, and when he couldn't help but look to You Ruo beside him, he shuddered.

Lu Feng was silent for a moment, then nodded.

What Yunlei said is reasonable, there must be something he needs to know in the great holy land.

If you rush in recklessly, there will inevitably be some unnecessary troubles.

Seeing that Lu Feng agreed, Yunlei also became excited. He is not a big power in Yuncheng. If he can make friends with some strong people, it will be a beneficial and harmless thing in the Holy Land.

In Qinglian Holy Land, Qinglian Holy City is undoubtedly in the center of Qinglian Island.

Small cities like Yuncheng are distributed on the edge, and can only survive in the cracks among the major powerful forces.

"Cloud City has arrived."

After walking for half an hour, Yunlei breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at Yuncheng, which was getting closer and closer.

It is said to be a small city, but Lu Feng found that this Yuncheng is even more magnificent than the Han family on Changkong Island, and the strong people who are randomly picked out are stronger than the Cangzhou to Tianmen sect.

"Hey, what's going on, what about those little brats, are they all slacking off?"

When approaching Yuncheng, Yunlei frowned, the martial artist who should have been guarding the city wall is now gone, and the gate is also tightly closed.

"I'm afraid something happened to Yuncheng."

Lu Feng smelled a faint smell of blood, which came out with the breeze.

"Let's go, let's quickly enter Yuncheng, who are the bastards who dare to come to my territory to make trouble!"

Yunlei is a very impatient person, he quickly led his men and horses and rushed into Yuncheng.

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, patted You Ruo on the shoulder, and followed closely.

Inside the Yuncheng Square, there are many dead bodies, and judging from the clothes, it is obvious that people from two factions had a fierce conflict.

And in the center of the square, there is a middle-aged man, holding a blood-dripping long sword, with a gloomy face, looking at a large group of people dressed in blood in front of him.

Behind him stood a large group of Yuncheng warriors.

This middle-aged man is naturally the owner of Yuncheng, Yunyang.

Yunyang shouted in a deep voice: "The people of the Blood Sword Sect have made enough trouble in my Yuncheng, do you want to destroy us? Your appetite is too big."

On the opposite side of Yunyang was a middle-aged man wearing blood clothes, holding a blood sword, and his eyes were slightly sunken. He said indifferently: "Little Yuncheng is vulnerable in front of my blood sword gate. People, hand over that girl to me."

"Xinyan!"

Yunyang clenched his palms tightly, protecting a pretty little girl beside him who was only twelve or thirteen years old.

Those big eyes had long lost their agility and were occupied by fear.

"If you hand it over, Yuncheng can continue to stay on Qinglian Island."

The eyes of the middle-aged man in Xuejian were all on the little girl.

"The bastards of the Blood Sword Sect also want to take Xinyan away, give me Lao Lei!"

Outside the square, Yunlei rushed in suddenly, sweeping away with a broad giant sword, and swept away all the warriors of the Blood Sword Sect.

"Cloud Thunder."

Yunyang's eyes looked over, and turned around for a while on Lu Feng and You Ruo who were behind him.

"Brother, if these bastards want to take Xinyan away, I will be the first to say no!"

At this moment, Yunlei came in a flash, staring at the opposite side with a pair of eyes.

"It turned out to be just an eight change, and you dare to yell in front of me."

The middle-aged man in Xuejian laughed out loud, he looked extremely disdainful towards Yunlei with his nine transformation abilities.

"Blood Sword Gate, I, Yunyang, really think that I am afraid of your failure, and want to snatch my daughter, and I will be the first to refuse."

Yunyang sneered, and with a movement of his palm, the flaming long sword brought up a piece of pistol, which contained a trace of holy energy, and stabbed fiercely at the middle-aged man with the blood sword.

"Little Cloud City also has a not-so-simple character who has even touched a trace of the Holy Way."

Behind the middle-aged man with the blood sword was an old man in a red robe, a blood sword flashed out, and it turned into a bloody light within the envelope of the holy yuan, and Yunyang was blown away.

"Quasi holy!"

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage with one blow, Yunyang stared fixedly at the old man in the red robe.

Although he has also touched the holy way, there is a huge gap between him and the real quasi-sage.

"Yunlei, hurry up and take Xinyan away and flee to the holy city, these bastards dare not commit murder there!"

Yunyang shouted angrily at Yunlei.

Yunlei's face was full of grief and indignation, he hugged Xinyan, the lightning flashed under his feet, and he was about to turn into a long rainbow and leave.

However, the quasi-sage old man sneered, and with a movement of his palm, the space froze, and a wind of his palm shook Yunlei back.

"Because the old man still wants to take away the psychic sword body, I will get rid of you together today."

The quasi-sage old man sneered, the purpose of their trip was for the little girl with the psychic sword body.

"Spiritual sword body?"

Lu Feng's expression in the crowd changed.

The psychic sword body is an extremely rare physique, which is most suitable for practicing the way of swordsmanship. Almost any kind of swordsmanship can easily reach the point of great success.

And as long as this kind of psychic sword body is cultivated well, there will be no bottleneck before quasi-sacred state, it is a kind of physique favored by heaven.

"Don't think about it, don't think that I don't know what kind of tricks you are playing in the Blood Sword Sect. I just want to take away Xinyan's psychic sword body! Give it to that waste-like young master of the Blood Sword Sect."

Yunyang's voice was filled with strong anger.

This blood sword sect has a means, which can transfer some special physiques to others, so as to possess some abilities.

However, this method is extremely cruel, and the person whose physique is extracted will not only lose their ability, but also have absolutely no possibility of surviving.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, first wash Yuncheng with blood, and then take away the psychic sword body."

The blood sword middle-aged man said cruelly to the quasi-sage old man.

The quasi-sage old man nodded, waved his palm, and said, "Do it, remember not to hurt the psychic sword body!"

The moment the words fell, the quasi-sage old man moved, and a sea of ​​blood rose up from the blood sword, and it directly enveloped Yunyang.

And Yunlei, who was holding the psychic sword body, received intensive care. Countless strong men from the Blood Sword Sect surged in, and countless terrifying attacks fell down in an instant.

The little girl had obviously never experienced such a terrifying battle, and her face was full of panic.

The moment the attack fell, Lu Feng's expression turned cold, and the dazzling sun's light in his hand turned into a dazzling long sword, and he saw the warriors of the Blood Sword Sect fell to the ground in pieces.

And this time.

"Brother Lu, I beg you, Yunlei, to bring Xinyan to the holy city, where there is an estate of mine in Yuncheng."

Yunlei knew that Lu Feng's strength was unfathomable, only he could bring Xinyan back to the holy city.

Seeing the little girl weeping, Lu Feng thought of the night of the great change of the dynasty, when You Ruo was buried in the ruins, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of seclusion in his heart.

Just as he was about to nod his head in agreement, he suddenly heard an old voice resounding from a remote corner of the plaza, saying, "You don't have to be ashamed, you guys from the Blood Sword Sect, this has gone too far!"

(End of this chapter)