Supreme Swordsman

Chapter 312 Nether Sect, Ye Chenxi

"Bai Le!!!"

The moment the sword spirit rain fell, Wen Ze let out an angry cry.

He couldn't help being angry!

Just before, when he saw Bai Le, Bai Le kept saying something and didn't want to return to Qingwang Palace, but in a blink of an eye, Bai Le came back with Wu Xuesong, and at this critical moment , chose Wu Xuesong without hesitation.

why?
He had clearly warned Bai Le that Wu Xuesong was unreliable, and he didn't believe that Bai Le would be unaware of what happened before!

But, why at such a critical moment, Bai Le would still choose to believe in Wu Xuesong, who had harmed him, instead of him, Dao Ling Tianzong!

Naturally, Bai Le also heard Wen Ze's roar, but his sword still didn't stop at all.

Sword out without regret!

Now that the decision has been made, Bai Le will no longer be influenced by other people, or at least... Wen Ze can't influence him yet.

It's just that Bai Le couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

It is undeniable that he has a sense of gratitude to Wen Ze, but under such circumstances, he has no choice.

It's not that he doesn't want to believe Wen Ze, but that he doesn't dare to believe Zhao Rui at all.

It is impossible for him and Dao Ling Tianzong to be of the same mind, which was already doomed from the moment he obtained the inheritance of Tongtian Demon Lord.

The rain of swords all over the sky suddenly fell!

Whether it was Wen Ze or the mysterious demon cultivator, they were dragged down in the same way.

Without the strength of the Star Palace Realm, no one can ignore the threat of Sword Spirit Rain.

With Bai Le's relief, Zhao Rui also failed to get help. He alone could not stop Wu Xuesong while resisting the sword energy.

In an instant, he watched Wu Xuesong fall in front of the dragon chair, raised his hand and made a bloody mark, and grabbed Qing Wangjian.

"Death to me!"

His eyesight was about to crack, Zhao Rui also became completely crazy, the star palace was suddenly sacrificed, and the majestic star power surged out, directly resisting the attack of sword energy, and slammed towards Wu Xuesong.

At the same time, the mysterious magic cultivator also had a sharp killing intent in his eyes. With one hand, he grabbed a huge black sickle out of the void!

The moment the scythe appeared, it suddenly brought a touch of pure death intent, tearing apart the void, brazenly chopping up the rain of swords in the sky, and went straight to Wu Xuesong to chop.

At that moment, Bai Le suddenly felt a deadly sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Instinctively, Bai Le could feel that the black sickle must be a treasure. The most frightening thing was that, without knowing what means the other party had, they forced the power of the treasure itself with the strength of the Lingfu realm !
Even if it only mobilized a very small part, it was enough to shake the Xinggong!
Bai Le is not stupid, he is good at delaying the other party, but it's just that, he can't really risk his life to stop the other party, he just avoids the moment he senses the danger.

Bai Le knew very well in his heart that when he got hit like this, the next thing had nothing to do with him at all, he just had to wait and see the result.

It's like rolling a dice, a gambler's mentality of just waiting for the result.

Fortunately, there is no need for Bai Le at all!

Zhao Rui and the demon repaired fast, but Wu Xuesong was even faster, forcing out his own soul blood to directly break through the restriction on the Qingwang Sword, without encountering any obstacles, Wu Xuesong grabbed the Qingwang Sword.

The moment the Qingwang Sword was used, the sky and the ground shook, and the entire Qingwang Palace suddenly trembled violently, and it was almost impossible to stand still.

Brilliant blue light suddenly burst out from the Qingwang sword, and even Wu Xuesong didn't move, the sword light directly blocked the attacks of Zhao Rui and the demon cultivator at the same time.

In almost an instant, the Qingwangjian directly completed the process of recognizing the master, and in the backhand, the power of the Qingwangjian was directly displayed.

Wu Xuesong is not in the Spirit Mansion Realm, but a real Star Palace Realm powerhouse. Once he masters a treasure such as the Qingwang Sword, the power he can unleash is simply terrifying, and even with one against two, he still has the upper hand.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

A hideous look appeared on his face, and Wu Xuesong let out a burst of wild laughter, pointing coldly at everyone with a sword in his hand, "Don't you all want the Qing King's secret treasury? This king will fulfill you, and leave everything to this king." Come down!"

In an instant, the surrounding sword energy suddenly slammed towards everyone like a wave. Even a powerhouse in the star palace like Zhao Rui couldn't help but be terrified by the terrifying power.

If he still had the confidence to fight Wu Xuesong before, then Wu Xuesong who got the Qing King Sword now gave him a sense of despair, especially in this Qing King's mausoleum, he was like a god. comparable.

"As expected... Immortal Qing King, you really haven't died yet!"

Holding the huge sickle with one hand, the Moxiu suddenly said coldly.

Speaking of this sentence, everyone's face changed drastically, and they stared at Wu Xuesong, almost unable to believe their eyes.

Undead Green King!

The meaning of these four words is really terrifying.

"Hahahaha, yes, it is this king! For thousands of years, this king was trapped in this dark mausoleum, life would be better than death! Now thanks to you, this king is back again, hahahaha!" Without the slightest intention of concealing it, Qing Wang said proudly, with a sense of self-confidence and domineering disdain for the world in his eyes.

Even a person who is unresponsive can tell that this aura definitely cannot belong to Wu Xuesong!

If you haven't really stepped on the pinnacle of this world, and haven't really held the power for many years, even if you want to pretend, you can't pretend to be such a glamorous demeanor.

"Qing Wang, do you still recognize this knife?" There was a sharp murderous intent in his eyes, and the demon cultivator said with a sickle in his hand.

Glancing at the other party, King Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Death Scythe, it seems that you are the heir of the Nether Sect?"

Nether Sect!
As soon as these three words came out, Bai Le didn't react yet, but Zhao Rui's face became even more ugly.

The Nether Sect itself was one of the top demon sects thousands of years ago. The Nether Sect master called himself Death God, and he was also one of the most terrifying powerhouses in the past.

It's just a rumor that the Undead Qing King was the one who took the lead in slaughtering the Nether Sect when it was destroyed by the Daqian Dynasty!
It is naturally none of his business that the other party wants to confront King Qing, but it will definitely mean that the Nether Sect is born again.

For Dao Ling Tianzong, this is definitely not good news.

It seems that since the battle of Daoling Mountain, all kinds of ghosts and snakes have jumped out one after another. Is this world really going to be in chaos?
Holding the death scythe with one hand, the demon cultivator coldly reported his family.

"The Nether Sect, Ye Chenxi!"

(End of this chapter)