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The corners of Murong Xianxian's mouth twitched slightly: "Is the Songshan School so powerful? You must have the courage to come?"

"Murong Xianxian, don't go too far!"

The old man stared at Murong Xianxian with gloomy eyes, and he couldn't believe the news from those disciples before... It's no wonder that Murong Xianxian's bones are only a hundred years old. There are not many people who have achieved spiritual cultivation, each of them is a strong man who is famous in the surrounding sea area, and this Murong Xianxian in front of him has never heard of it at all.

"Another excessive."

A flash of disdain flashed in Murong Xianxian's eyes: "I'll give you a chance, as long as the suzerain of your Songshan sect comes out and gives me an explanation, I don't have to pursue this matter."

Killing is nothing more than nodding, and she has killed dozens of disciples of the opponent, and her anger has gradually dissipated.

"It's up to you? You're really brazen!" A flash of anger flashed in the old man's eyes.

"It seems that I have nothing to say to you, please go on the road." Murong Xian looked coldly, raised his right hand and patted forward.

hum~

Sanskrit suddenly stood up, and a golden palm flew out of her hand, and immediately shot up to the old man.

huh~

A flying sword flew out from the old man's hand, turned into a rainbow of swords and slashed towards the golden palm... However, what shocked him was that the flying sword slashed on it, just like it was on an indestructible piece of steel. , bounced several meters with a 'clang' sound.

This is the real 'Vajra' palm, indestructible and indestructible.

The old man turned pale with fright, this kind of method was miraculous, it made him feel cold all over, and he retreated quickly.

"Since you don't want to admit your mistake, then I'll beat you until you admit it!"

Murong Xianxian let out an angry reprimand, and that giant golden palm suddenly hit the old man's body, sending him flying more than a hundred meters away on the spot.

All the disciples of the Songshan School around were dumbfounded.It was icy cold from head to toe... Even the elders of the cultivating stage in the sect were shocked to death by this female cultivator. How could they stop such an enemy?

Gods are simply gods blocking and killing gods, and Buddhas blocking and destroying Buddhas. I am afraid that only the Supreme Elder above Chunyang will take action.Might be able to suppress this person.

Murong Xianxian ignored them and continued walking, those people were trembling and dodged to the sides.

boom~

boom~

boom~

Shouts of exclamation arose, beams of light shot into the mountain gate, and then an alarm bell rang leisurely, all the disciples of the Songshan School were startled, and many monks flew over quickly.

Murong Xianxian stopped on a piece of grass, with blue waves rippling in front of her, and blossoming Zhu Lian standing proudly in the water.It exudes a refreshing and long-lasting fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.

Rays of light flew towards Murong Xianxian from a distance, landing around Murong Xianxian and surrounding her.

"Who are you? You actually trespassed on the mountain gate?!" Someone shouted loudly.

"I'm Murong Xianxian, you sent people to attack me, I didn't wrong you, did I?" Murong Xianxian said calmly.

"So, you were responsible for the deaths of more than ten Songshan sect disciples on Moon Moon Peak?" Behind her, an old woman with white hair and childlike face slowly approached her with a gloomy expression.

"That's right, the murderer will always be killed." Murong's slender eyes flashed slightly, and finally a monk in the pure yang realm appeared.

"A disciple of mine. He came from a family. In order to collect the panacea that would allow me to improve my cultivation, he almost exhausted his family resources and even delayed his own cultivation. I have just broken through the pure yang realm and I want to support him all the way. You actually killed him. And you dare to come to the door!"

The old woman had an extremely resentful expression on her face, she glared at Murong Xianxian sinisterly, and ordered to the people around: "Kill her!"

call out……

The shadow of the sword is flying, the precious light is shining, and all kinds of magic weapons of flying swords are sacrificed.Dozens of people attacked at the same time... The disciples who had escaped from the Moon Peak had reported that although Murong Xianxian's cultivation was not certain, his combat effectiveness was unquestionable, so they tried their best to kill the enemy with one blow.

As for saving face...does it make sense?

Murong Xianxian slapped them across the face one after another. What face and face...had been completely ruined long ago.

Murong Xianxian's complexion darkened, she snorted coldly, and decided to kill... And she used the sword intent she just comprehended to clear the door for their patriarch.

Beside her, a cloud of light and mist rose, and her figure flew up into the air, straight forward, relaxed and natural, full of ancient clumsiness, and a cyan sword energy flew out from her fingertip...In an instant , in everyone's perception, that sword energy turned into a boundless ancient pine forest, bursts of pine-like howls of swords filled the ears, every branch, every pine needle contained infinite sword intent , enveloping a hundred meters in one direction.

laugh……

Sword qi criss-crossed, like sword nets, and the magic weapon flying swords coming from all over the sky became pale under the cutting and suppression of these sword qi, and two fourth-level magic weapons unexpectedly shattered.

"what……"

There was a scream, and none of the dozens of elders of the Songshan sect who besieged and killed Murong Xianxian could escape. Their bodies and spirits were wiped out by the sword aura... In the sky, the cyan sword aura shaped like a horned dragon slowly faded away. fades, and then disappears.

"You... this is Tingtao Sword Intent! This is the complete Tingtao Sword Intent! How could you comprehend the ultimate swordsmanship left by the patriarch?!" She survived the sword attack just now, but one of the magic weapons for protection was destroyed.And the most important thing is that she is familiar with that sword.

The crouching cow stone in front of the gate of the Songshan School has been there since the school was founded.The patriarch wrote an inscription on it, which contains a sword intent, which is said to be the ultimate swordsmanship created by the patriarch in his later years.

Every generation of Songshan sect disciples will come to enlightenment in front of this crouching bull stone, but only disciples above the infant stage will not be hurt by the sword intent contained in the words... It is a pity that although many people have passed the participation Comprehend this sword intent, and have learned a lot in the journey of sword cultivation, but no one can really comprehend this sword intent.And according to the last words of the Founding Patriarch, this sword will will be truly understood one day... Either the sect will prosper, or the sect will be on the verge of extinction.Now that this sword intent is actually displayed from Murong Xianxian's hands, how can she not be surprised?

"Tingtao Sword Intent? It sounds like a good name." A faint smile appeared on Murong Xianxian's face.

"This seat is the Supreme Elder of the Songshan Sect, do you really want to be an enemy of my Songshan Sect?"

The old woman took a deep breath and performed some kind of secret technique, probably to convey some kind of message... That's right, the suzerain of the Songshan sect is retreating, and the other elders are similar, and she wants to summon them all , Against this unprecedented enemy.

Murong Xianxian shook her head and said: "You should have called them here earlier, it's too late now, no one who comes can save you."

"Fellow Taoist Murong, since you have comprehended Tingtao's sword intent, it means that you have a predestined relationship with our Songshan School, why don't you turn your hostility into jade?"

Seeing that she was unmoved, the old woman changed her rhetoric again: "I am a cultivator of Chunyang. If you want to kill me, you can't do it without paying the price. Both sides will suffer. A wise man will not do it. Fellow Daoist, think clearly."

"I thought very clearly, today I'm going to clean up the sect on behalf of the patriarch of your sect, you'd better get together with your good disciple Quan Xia!" Murong Xianxian was unmoved and pressed on every step of the way.

"You... let's die together!"

The Supreme Elder of the Songshan School let out a stern whistle, with a ferocious face, her hair suddenly fell loose, her eyes were sharp, a sword light flew out from her sleeve, and she opened her mouth immediately, hundreds of red silk threads The brilliance shot towards her like a storm.

"Is this all your strength?" Murong Xianxian disdainfully.

However, the disciples of the Songshan School who were watching the battle from a distance shouted in unison... In their opinion, the distance between the two sides was too close, and there was no reason why Murong Xianxian could escape the attack of a pure Yang cultivator at such a distance, unless she was Mahayana monk.

However, they quickly shut their mouths.

call out!

Murong Xianxian swiped out with one finger, the sword energy was shaped like a horned dragon, but it was full of vitality, it was so huge that it filled the sky.

In the horned dragon's body, there is an endless forest of ancient trees, and the sword energy is like a sea. The red silk-like brilliance was twisted into powder in an instant, and the flying sword was also crushed by the sword energy, sending out bursts of overwhelmed noises. whine.

"cut!"

Murong Xianxian drank heavily, the flying sword snapped in two, the sword energy filled the sky, like a forest pouring down towards the front.

"what……"

The Supreme Elder screamed, losing the talisman that she had cultivated for many years, and she herself was traumatized, with blood oozing from her seven orifices, and her hair was disheveled, she looked like a ghost, she fled desperately, trying to survive.

The sword energy emitted by Murong Xianxian still did not dissipate, the sword energy was completely stretched, exuding supreme coercion, many disciples of the Songshan sect in the distance could not bear it, and had to kneel down, while some self-reliant cultivation bases He wanted to fight against the disciple with a strong spiritual sense, but in the blink of an eye he vomited blood, and he was seriously injured.

As soon as the sword energy of the forest rushed past, the Supreme Elder yelled and fell from the air. Her primordial spirit rushed out of the Zifu, trying to escape, but was annihilated by the sword energy in a blink of an eye.

rumbling...

Where the sword qi passed, none of the palaces or pavilions survived, and the vegetation turned into easy ashes. Dozens of monks who couldn't escape screamed and fell to death. After releasing the sword formula, the huge horned dragon slowly disappeared.

In the distance, those disciples of the Songshan sect who were intimidated by the momentum of the sword almost collapsed. They could not resist such a supreme power, and it directly intimidated them to their bones.

Tingtao Sword Intent, this is a way of killing and cutting swordsmanship, which is quite different from the Hongmeng Sword Art, which conceives thousands of meanings. Every time you comprehend it, you will have a different feeling, especially when combined with the Hongmeng Sword Art, the power is even more powerful... In contrast, the Hongmeng Sword Art is more like a general outline of the sword art, and this sword intent is the specific application method, which has infinite mysteries.