Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 245 The Strongest Sword

boom!
Qingcang's four swords are combined into one.

Under the nine levels of good fortune, it is almost an invincible existence.

Although this Zhao Ji is considered an outstanding existence among the younger generation, it is obviously not enough to face Qing Cang's four swords.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

All the Tibetan sword disciples were pulling their necks to look, wanting to see what the result would be after the sword was cut down, but at a glance, they were full of smoke and dust, and it was impossible to see clearly what was inside. Case.

"What happened?"

"This sword is too powerful! Is this really the fourth level of good fortune???"

"I already have eyes. This is the disciple of the Sword God. He really stands up to me!"

"…………"

"Zhu Xiongying."

"Little master, do you want to fight him?"

The disciples of Tibetan Sword who had planned to break up turned back one by one. When they saw the second person standing before the sword mound, they were all shocked.

Changhong dispersed, and there were two figures, which were Nezha and Monkey King.

Zhu Xiongying no longer discussed this matter with Teacher Cang.

"Ah."

"It's just... that we, Jie Zun's successor, are a little dangerous."

Zhao Ji was kneeling in the sword marks, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, he could only breathe out his breath, but not take in his breath, his whole body was almost done.

"Senior brother Qin Xiong, is it too much to challenge the senior brother with your strength?"

Originally, only one or two thousand disciples gathered in this sword mound.

"It makes sense."

"You little Nezha, will you plot against my grandson anytime?"

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, one hundred pass ten million...

Sun Wukong stared at it for a moment, then slapped his thigh.

Nezha raised his hand and pointed, and the person he was pointing at was obviously Zhu Xiongying.

He doesn't have time to mess around here, improving his cultivation as quickly as possible is the most important thing.

"Need not."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Mr. Cang who was sitting on his shoulder. He remembered Mr. Cang said that he and Baili Changfeng comprehended the Seven Swords of Qing Cang together, and she was also responsible for it.

Just because of the appearance of this person, everything disappeared.

But, it's about the same as dying.

"A battle?"

"In fact, I do not know."

"it is good."

The person who opened the gap must face the Immortal who hid the sword.

"This is the Nine Layers of Creation???"

"Facing the ninth level of good luck with the fourth level of good fortune, and this boy of the ninth level of good fortune is very strong, the ordinary tenth level of good fortune is no match for him, and judging by the power in his body, he can break through the tenth level of good luck at any time."

"When the time comes, you come to break open a gap, and I will go in and save people."

Below, the land of Sword Tomb.

After all, if Zhu Xiongying is the eightfold good fortune, defeat Zhao Ji.

"Zhao Ji violated the sect's rules and prohibitions. As a master Tibetan sword master, when the suzerain is away, I will act on behalf of the suzerain to exercise the order of the sect."

The sound of Dare to fight echoed before this sword mound.

Qin Xiong, who had opened up the Nine Layers of Good Fortune, slowly raised his hand.

Qin Xiong was already planning to leave, so how could he care about these false names.

"Since you are asking for a fight like this."

Qin Xiong yelled sharply, the aura of the Nine Layers of Creation descended suddenly.

"I, I can feel..."

Then, the whole person passed out directly.

What's more, Qin Xiong thought about it, and he felt that he didn't have to bear it any longer.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Qin Xiong!"

"If your life is in danger, you and I will take another shot."

"Furthermore, this Guiyun Zangjian has a large formation protecting the sect, you and I can't get in at all, if we force our way in, it will definitely disturb the immortality inside this hidden sword, then you and I can't bear it and walk away."

"have to."

Now this result is something he never expected.

But interesting.

That, will not cause any sensation.

As for the other Tibetan sword direct disciples, all of them were terrified to the extreme. In fact, some of them had the idea of ​​challenging Zhu Xiongying at first.

When Zhu Xiongying showed his strength, it had already been explained that sooner or later the number one position of Gui Yunzangjian would be this person named Zhu Xiongying.

Of course Sun Wukong didn't want to be taken advantage of.

"Little master, it seems that the results are still good."

Nezha pressed his hand.

Teacher Cang was analyzing the four Qing Cang swords that Zhu Xiongying had just cut.

None of the elders showed up.

The disciples around were all shocked.

In their view, Qin Xiong was really impulsive.

"It's gone."

But since he had already agreed, it would be out of style to go back on his word.

Nezha obviously agrees with Monkey King's analysis.

However, if you cut out the fifth sword, you will receive damage.

Therefore, Qin Xiong stood up.

According to his thinking, after this battle, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will leave Guiyun Zangjian.

"Zhu Xiongying, dare to fight?!"

"Ah."

"Monkey, look at that man."

Unless it is a last resort, otherwise the fifth sword must not be cut out.

"When I was born with consciousness, the old master had already comprehended the Qingcang Seven Swords."

Following the news that Qin Xiong was about to fight Zhu Xiongying, the number of disciples gathered increased exponentially.

And this time.

After Zhu Xiongying made up his mind, he turned and looked at Qin Xiong outside the sword mound.

Boom boom boom!
The breath turned into waves, exploding round after round.

"This breath, this coercion, is not so strong in the ten layers of fortune?!"

"Could it be that senior brother Qin Xiong also wants to challenge senior senior brother?!"

Teacher Cang could feel Zhu Xiongying's fighting spirit.

However, Zhiruo obviously miscalculated this time.

Monkey King pointed to the location of the main island of Hidden Sword.

"Ah."

Among the disciples, Qin Xiong was clenching his teeth and clenching his fists.

However, in just ten or so breaths of time, the number of hidden sword disciples gathered outside the sword mound has reached at least three or four thousand, and this number is still increasing.

After he slashed the fourth sword just now, he could actually feel that if he fought hard, he could indeed slash the fifth sword.

But when Zhao Ji was cut off with a sword, the focus of the whole Tibetan sword fell on Zhu Xiongying. In everyone's mouth, Zhu Xiongying became the proud son of heaven and the brightest star of Tibetan sword.

Zhu Xiongying's sword did not kill Zhao Ji.

It's not that Zhu Xiongying didn't kill him, but in Zhu Xiongying's opinion, abolishing this Zhao Ji is more effective than killing him, and it can deter the disciples of Tibetan Sword, and it can also make him a wrong brother The reputation of being a killer.

Since it is impossible to bow your head, there is no need to continue to stay in Guiyun Hidden Sword.

The voice is cold.

"Shall we go and do a favor? Also show your face to this heir?"

Following Zhu Xiongying's indifferent words.

"Hey? Look quickly, it seems to be very lively down here."

Sun Wukong added a sentence.

"Well, if it weren't for Zhu Xiongying's appearance, the position of the great disciple of Tibetan Sword would be Senior Brother Qin."

These words caused even more uproar among the disciples. From this moment on, there was more fear in the eyes they looked at Zhu Xiongying.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated at this moment.

In a rage, he rushed to the crown.

Defeating the eighth layer of good fortune by leapfrogging the fourth layer of good fortune is already the best proof for oneself, and there is no need to prove anything else.

"I'm thinking that it's not a good thing to keep retreating. If you find a hard stubble, you may improve faster."

"Starting today, Zhao Ji will be expelled from Guiyun Zangjian."

Zhao Ji was defeated, and they didn't have the confidence to fight again.

The group of direct disciples, especially Liu Muying, who had challenged Qin Xiong in the big test that day, were all horrified, but at the same time felt a little fortunate.

In fact, for the current Zhu Xiongying, he can go back to Jianzhong directly, just thinking that Qin Xiong is farting.

This step was possible only because of the ever-present sword intent in the sword mound. Under the nourishment of these sword intents, Zhu Xiongying's understanding of the sword multiplied and skyrocketed.

"Then today, I will reward you for a fight."

The tragic image of Zhao Ji fell into the eyes of every Tibetan sword disciple immediately after the smoke and dust dissipated.

He believed that with his aptitude, no matter which sword sect he was in, he would be an extremely brilliant existence.

Zhu Xiongying directly crippled his dantian, and from then on, this guy is a useless person.

Many disciples of Tibetan Sword have witnessed this sword with their own eyes, and they are all sighing with emotion, most of them are lamenting how powerful this big brother Tibetan Sword is.

After all, he had just shot.

It was also when this voice came out.

"…………"

Nezha frowned.

at the same time.

"The immortal who hides the sword, although his strength is only at the fifth level, is immortal after all. With the strength of my old grandson, he can only block her for three breaths. Within three breaths, you must save her."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong also nodded.

"he is…"

And in the pit at this moment.

This voice was infused with cultivation, so that all the disciples who hid the sword could hear it.

But not much impression.

Originally, Qin Xiong had no plan to fight Zhu Xiongying.

The moment Zhao Ji's sword energy was annihilated, the hope in his heart was also extinguished at this moment.

All eyes were on Qin Xiong.

Staring at Zhu Xiongying in front of him, behind him, a huge sword condensed with his own sword energy appeared.

"Look at it first."

"When did Baili Changfeng create Qingcang Seven Swords?"

In one sentence, Zhao Ji's fate was directly determined.

"I'm not wrong, I'm Qing Cang Sword Spirit. The old master comprehended the Qing Cang Seven Swords. I must have done it first. It's just that I didn't have my own consciousness at that time."

Zhiruo frowned and said in a concentrated voice.

Including Liu Muying's direct disciples of the Tibetan sword, they all frowned.

When Zhu Xiongying was about to return to the sword mound, a voice came from outside the sword mound.

It's really annoying one after another.

Zhu Xiongying tilted his head slightly and looked at Qin Xiong.

"Senior Brother Qin Xiong is the strongest disciple of Tibetan Sword in our generation, his strength is definitely not comparable to that of Zhao Ji, to put it bluntly, even if there are ten Zhao Ji in front of Senior Brother Qin, they are not enough for Qin Xiong's sword. "

And in the past, the proud son of heaven was Qin Xiong, and the brightest star was Qin Xiong.

As if seeing the suspicion in Zhu Xiongying's eyes, Master Cang pouted and said.

Obviously, Qin Xiong retained a lot of his own strength that day.

He has a little impression of this kid.

"…………"

Teacher Cang sighed.

Zhao Ji exhausted all his strength to finish this sentence.

Regarding Teacher Cang's analysis, Zhu Xiongying nodded.

"It's the first time I've seen Senior Brother Qin Xiong go all out!"

The sound resounded in the sword mound, every disciple who hid the sword could hear it, and all of them felt their hearts burning.

All these disciples who hid swords had dispersed.

However, defeating Zhao Ji with the fourth layer of good fortune is equivalent to fighting across the four layers of heaven. This kind of strength in fighting across the four layers can be described by the word "so terrifying".

Zhu Xiongying was thoughtful.

She knows Qin Xiong's temperament, the most face-saving, she will definitely not give herself a reputation of bullying the weak.

Zhu Xiongying turned around and continued to walk towards Jianzhong.

With a proud fighting spirit.

But now, they can be said to respect and fear Zhu Xiongying in their hearts.

Nezha nodded again.

Over the sky above the Guiyun Zangjian Islands, there were two long rainbows galloping, and suddenly they braked and stopped.

Sun Wukong nodded, and then his eyes changed.

"He, his sword, can only cut four swords."

In any case, the lives of these two people are still in the hands of the world lord Zhu Xiongying, so it is not incomprehensible to show some courtesy.

"I didn't see you last time. I heard that before the sword mound, the sword god himself said that senior brother Qin Xiong's aptitude is not good?"

But after seeing such a sword, they all gave up decisively.

"Oh, he is the heir of Jie Zun!"

At the place where Zhao Ji was, there was a sword mark several feet deep on the ground, which was hundreds of feet long.

He has always been a person who hates cumbersomeness, even when he was governing Daming, he has always just thrown the burden away, and the people below can do whatever they like, as long as they get the job done in the end.

Nezha said in a condensed voice.

Qin Xiong glanced at Zhao Ji behind him, and looked at Zhu Xiongying in front.

Sun Wukong sat on the clouds, crossed his legs, and analyzed seriously.

With the power of the fourth level of good fortune, cutting out the four swords of Qingcang, Zhao Ji, who is at the eighth level of good fortune, can be broken into pieces. According to this calculation, if Zhu Xiongying reaches the tenth level of good fortune, and then casts the seven swords of Qingcang, wouldn't it be Even the strong in the Da Luo realm can be beheaded.

"After you slashed the fourth sword just now, I feel that you still have more strength."

Zhao Ji, who was almost slashed by a sword and was paralyzed, opened his eyes and looked at Qin Xiong as much as possible.

But I have to say that Qing Cang's Seven Swords are really abnormal.

He originally thought that Zhao Ji would be able to defeat Zhu Xiongying in one battle.

If it was placed fifteen minutes ago, these Tibetan sword disciples would probably have let go of Zhu Xiongying's order as a fart, and would not have cared at all.

And Qin Xiong himself, it is impossible to bow his head to him.

And at this time.

The appearance of Qin Xiong directly caused the public opinion that had been suppressed to rebound again, and reached the highest point.

"Little Nezha, it seems to be here."

"Ah."

"Zhu Xiongying, can we fight?"

Zhu Xiongying spoke lightly.

"This will be my strongest sword."

Following Qin Xiong's words fell.

boom!
With Qin Xiong as the center, a circle of roaring sword energy exploded.

At this moment, the coercion of the original ninth level of fortune suddenly jumped to the tenth level of good fortune!

(End of this chapter)