Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 913

The sudden sound eased the fierce fighting in the square slightly.

From the corner of Yuncheng, a force gradually spread out, and a blue holy energy turned into a storm and swept over.

"Quasi-sage?" The quasi-sage's eyes narrowed, and his face became extremely ugly.

There is actually a quasi-sage in this small cloud city, and it is also a person in the holy city.

But at this time, I saw an extremely slovenly, ragged old man shaking his head and sighing, walked out, staring at the Blood Sword Gate with muddy eyes.

"He turned out to be a quasi-sage strong?"

Everyone in Yuncheng was shocked and almost petrified.

They are very familiar with this old man. When they came to Yuncheng more than ten years ago, they always treated him as an ordinary old man.

Usually, it's the people from Yuncheng who order food for him.

"Grandpa beggar!"

Xinyan, who possesses a psychic sword body, also exclaimed.

The beggar old man smiled softly, his cloudy eyes were cold, and he said bluntly: "From the Blood Sword Sect, this girl was raised by the old man, and I want to take her away. promise."

The old quasi-sage didn't give up, his eyes flashed brightly, and he sneered, "Saint power is floating. Although you are a quasi-sage, you may have been severely injured, so you want to stop me from the Blood Sword Sect with this strength." act?"

The beggar old man coughed, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and said coldly, "Then you come and try."

"From the Blood Sword Sect, take away the psychic sword body, I will stop that old thing!"

The quasi-sage doesn't intend to waste time.

The psychic sword body is an extremely rare physique, and it is difficult to obtain it in a hundred years. If Qinglian Holy Land knows about it, it will definitely be included in the sect.

At that time, there will be no such thing as him in the Blood Sword Sect.

With a flick of his footsteps, the blood sword pierced out lightning like a bloody poisonous snake mixed with holy air.

"Little quasi-sage, if you are at the peak of this old man, you can be killed with a single slap!"

The beggar old man suddenly erupted with mighty strength, the aura of dominance over the world made people tremble, just clap his palms, and a strange force flew across like a shooting star.

The two collided suddenly, and the flying sand and rocks were swept up by the hurricane.

"Daxuan Jin, has it reached this level?"

The quasi-sage old man took a few steps back, his arms trembled slightly, and he said in silence for a moment: "Who am I? It turns out that the remnants of the Great Xuanzong, and the only one who can achieve this level of Daxuanjin is Xuanqing, aren't you Has it been wiped out by the Ghost Sword Saint?"

This Daxuanzong was also a saint sect decades ago, but he offended Ghost Sword Sect and directly exterminated it.

"The old man is lucky, he was lucky enough to pick up a life."

The beggar old man is Xuan Qing expressionless.

"Alright, if I meet someone from the Daxuan Sect today, I will capture you back. The Ghost Sword Saint misses that Daxuan Jin very much, so let's go to hell with that Daxuan Sage!"

He could see that this Xuan Qing was able to survive from the hands of the ghost sword sage, and he had paid a lot of price, and it was probably the time when the oil was exhausted.

In an instant, he turned into a blood shadow, and the blood sword erupted with a mighty holy power, piercing through it like tearing apart the space.

Over there, two quasi-sages fought together, and the fluctuations caused almost destroyed the entire Yuncheng.

"Take Xinyan away!"

Yunyang roared fiercely, even if the quasi-sages were restrained by these people in front of him, they were not something he could deal with in Yuncheng.

"Hehe, City Lord Yun, don't let the psychic sword body escape in front of my blood sword gate."

From the Blood Sword Gate, a pale-faced man walked out, exuding a majestic aura of Zunwu Nine Transformations, and even released a trace of holy energy.

"It's another Nine Transformations of Respecting Martial Arts."

Yunyang's complexion changed drastically. Although he touched the threshold of the quasi-sage, the pale man with his strength was enough to deal with him.

"I'll take care of that Yunyang. The psychic sword body must have no problem with your strength."

The pale man said indifferently to the middle-aged man in Blood Sword.

The middle-aged man in Xuejian grinned, his white teeth were extremely sinister, he snapped his fingers, and said, "It's on me."

boom!
The blood-red true essence filled the entire sky in an instant, the pale man drew his sword out, and the blood light immediately fell on Yunyang.

"The prey I fancy in the Blood Sword Sect has never escaped!"

The blood mist came out, and the middle-aged man with the blood sword smiled grimly, and fell in the direction of Yunlei in an instant.

"Leave this person to me to deal with."

Lu Feng's expression was stern, and he took a step forward, the palm of his hand erupted with bright light, and the scorching air wave evaporated the blood mist, and the moment he punched out, it rose like a bright sun.

When he sensed this fist wind, the face of the middle-aged man in Xuejian changed slightly, and he was about to back away.

But the sun under Lu Feng's feet exploded, pushing his body as if teleporting, and the terrifying power of the punch immediately hit the opponent.

The power of that punch instantly caused countless gullies to appear on the ground of Yuncheng, and the middle-aged man with the blood sword shot back and ruthlessly embedded in a building.

"What a powerful force."

The middle-aged man in Xuejian shook the gravel on his body, his expression extremely gloomy.

Although he has just entered Zunwu Nine Transformations for the first time, he can also feel that the other party has not yet stepped into Nine Transformations, but it can make him so embarrassed.

"I don't think your Excellency is from Yuncheng, do you want to get involved?"

He looked at Lu Feng apprehensively, then let out a cold drink.

"I see you guys are not happy." Lu Feng smiled lightly.

"Do you know that behind my Blood Sword Sect is the Ghost Sword Sect, which is well-known throughout the Holy Land."

The middle-aged man in Xuejian also knew that many strong men had come due to Qinglian Holy Land recently, and he was also afraid that Lu Feng would have a good background behind him.

"Take that girl away. The Ghost Sword Saint is a disciple of the Emperor's Heartless Sword Master. Don't cause any trouble."

Xuan Qing over there shook the quasi-sage old man back with a palm and shouted loudly.

"Thank you for reminding me, old man, but the boy has never been afraid of this so-called trouble. Even if there are powerful emperors in this holy land, they are not the ones who can make decisions in the holy city."

Lu Feng laughed, showing a cold look on his face.

He took three steps, Sanyang followed him like a shadow, and then rushed away, raised his leg and kicked, the explosive force blasted up, and fell directly.

"court death!"

The expression of the middle-aged man with the blood sword changed slightly, the sword light flashed, and a river of blood turned into a huge horse and swept across the sky, sweeping towards Lu Feng mercilessly.

However, that kick contained extremely scorching power, which evaporated immediately.

In an instant, a kick landed on the chest of the middle-aged man with the blood sword, and suddenly he saw green smoke rising, and his entire chest was almost scorched.

Today, his spiritual power has reached level 64, and he is only one step away from reaching the eight-changing celestial phenomena.

Except for quasi-holy realm powerhouses who make him afraid, this kind of ordinary nine transformations is nothing.

"Hurry up and grab the psychic sword body, if something goes wrong, the sect master will definitely ask you!"

Seeing the deadlocked battle situation of the blood sword middle-aged man, the pale man couldn't help but let out a loud shout.

"I understand."

The blood sword middle-aged man's face was extremely gloomy, he gritted his teeth, as if he had made a big decision, and roared: "Blood sword technique, I will cut you alive today!"

The breath soared wildly, and the blood mist exploded all over his body, and he saw a nearly majestic wave of blood from the blood sword, emitting an extremely strong bloody smell.

"It's a crooked way, and you dare to show it to shame."

(End of this chapter)