Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 608

On Lieyang Peak, Jiang Mo devoted himself to studying the swordsmanship for about a month.

Apart from gaining some insights, he did not enter the realm of the sword spirit.

Jiang Mo was not annoyed by this. If it was so easy to step into the third level of swordsmanship, there wouldn't be so many swordsmanship geniuses, who would be so poor.

One month ago, the Shengwu Mountains were calm, and Jiang Mo concentrated on his practice.

One month later, the entire Saint Martial Sword Sect was in a state of tension.

But Dazong has his own grandeur, nervousness is nervous, all disciples and elders are methodical, waiting for the arrival of the powerful enemy known as the Thirteen Great Sect Alliance.

Su Lang stood tall on the top of the mountain, closing his eyes and muttering to himself.

"The family property left by the ancestors of the past generations may be destroyed in the hands of me, Su Lang!"

After the words fell, his figure gradually distorted...

"Su Lang, you are not authentic! We, the thirteen major sects of Dongxuan Realm, came to your Holy Martial Sword Sect, but the rightful master hides and does not see anyone. It doesn't look like the Holy Martial Sword Sect's way of hospitality!"

A skinny old man was stepping into the void, and as he got closer, all the elder disciples in the Holy Martial Sword Sect felt oppressed as if a black cloud was overwhelming the city.

There are not many monks who can walk in the air, but they are all strong Wuzong without exception.

With the appearance of the feeling old man, nearly ten monks who came from the air followed closely behind the old man.

"Senior Xie Longzi, in my opinion, let's just blast open the gate of his Holy Martial Sword Sect, how can he be so polite?" A strong man behind him said loudly.

At the same time, nearly [-] cultivators with strong auras have already surrounded the huge Holy Martial Sword Sect, with murderous aura, they rushed straight to the sky.

"Hey, I said Wang Xiong, the more you live, the more you go back! If you hit Sovereign Su Lang in the face, you are not afraid that the old man will destroy your Hong family?" The thin old man turned his head and said with a smile.

"Then he, Su Lang, must have this ability. Today, our thirteen factions joined forces. I don't believe that he, Su Lang, can fly with wings!" Wang Xiong said indifferently.

"The old man kindly reminds you that Su Lang's ability is not as simple as you think! As far as I know, he has already stepped into the realm of martial arts!" The skinny old man's face gradually became serious.

"Wu Zun? If that's the case, what's the point?" Wang Xiong's face was filled with horror, as if he had seen a ghost. Although he was already a seven-star Wu Zong, facing Su Lang, who was already in the realm of Wu Zun, he couldn't do it at all. Not enough to see!
"I asked you to come here, but I didn't tell you to die! If I didn't have the ability to stop that Su Lang, how could I come to deliver him to death?" The skinny old man called Scorpion Dragon Son stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"So, Senior Xie Longzi also passed that hurdle?" Wang Xiong was extremely shocked, and even more horrified in his heart. If the Holy Martial Sword Sect is destroyed, wouldn't it be that the Tianming Pavilion family controlled by this Xie Longzi will be the only one in the future? ?

At this time, behind the deputy suzerain, a group of elders including Xiao Zhenyu, as well as Bai Youyou and his disciples, all solemnly looked at the monks who were used like a torrent.

Especially the skinny old man gave them a terrible pressure.

"Aren't you too impatient? It has only been two months since planning the rebellion of the vassal forces of the Holy Martial Sword Sect and now forcing the palace. Do you really want to eat our Holy Martial Sword Sect?" A large number of people are forced to come, but the energy in the meridians is already flowing quietly, and the muscles are tense.

"You are not qualified to talk to the old man, call suzerain Su Lang to come out!" Xie Longzi said lightly.

"It's such an arrogant tone, don't you really think that I, the Holy Martial Sword Sect, are a soft persimmon!"

Hearing the words of that scorpion dragon son, countless disciples and elders of the Shengwu Sword Sect were extremely angry.

The skinny old man didn't speak anymore, apparently feeling that talking to the deputy suzerain would be demeaning of his status.

"I would like to advise your Excellency, the Holy Martial Sword Sect has seized dozens of Yuanshi veins, our thirteen sects can turn a blind eye, but now they have seized a sacred stone vein, it is impossible to justify it!" Wang Xiong folded his arms across his chest. , said coldly.

"What do you want, Your Excellency? My Sword Sect has spent countless manpower and material resources to excavate the sacred stone vein. Do you want us to give it away?" The deputy lord snorted coldly.

"This sacred stone vein is a rare thing in the world. How can it be monopolized by your family? If you are sensible, it is best to hand it over, so as not to suffer the disaster of destroying the family!"

Said a monk dressed as a Taoist in Qinghuo Palace.

"Hehe, you finally showed your fox's tail. If you want to snatch the holy stone veins from my Holy Martial Sword Sect, you have to ask me if I will accept the sword in my hand!" In front of him, there was a constant tremor.

"I heard that the deputy sect master is good at controlling swordsmanship in one hand. Today, I will ask the old man to see if it is as good as the rumors!" The Taoist priest of Qinghuo Palace smiled coldly, and immediately waved his hand, and rushed towards the deputy sect master. .

The deputy suzerain stepped on the sole of his foot in the void, and an invisible wave of air swept away, and he fought with the Taoist priest.

At this time, Wang Xiong turned his head to look at the skinny old man, who waved his hand and signaled: "It's fine for a fight, you all don't want to make a move, let the one in Qinghuo Palace kill the spirit of the Holy Martial Sword Sect!"

Whether it is the deputy suzerain or the Taoist priest from Qinghuo Palace, both of them are strong in the Wuzong realm, and the aftermath of energy generated by the fierce battle in midair shocked everyone below.

In the end, the deputy suzerain cut off the Taoist priest's whisk in Qinghuo Palace with a sword, and knocked him back hundreds of feet with a palm.

"What a powerful swordsmanship, the old man really underestimated you!" When he vomited blood and retreated violently, the Taoist priest of Qinghuo Palace forced himself to stabilize his body, waved his big hand, and said to everyone in Qinghuo Palace behind him, "Fight with me!"

Everyone in Qinghuo Palace was ready to move, Wang Xiong looked at Xielongzi beckoningly.

"It's time to make a move, otherwise, Su Lang really thought the old man was afraid of him!"

As soon as Xie Longzi said this, outside the Holy Martial Sword Sect, nearly [-] murderous monks flocked to the sect. The scene was truly earth-shattering.

"Where are the disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect?" the deputy suzerain said loudly.

What responded to him was the rushing momentum of the disciples and elders. At this moment, the entire Holy Martial Sword Sect seemed to turn into a sharp sword, piercing straight into the sky.

"We can't let them take half a step into the sect!"

"I will defend the sect to the death!"

……

Accompanied by the shouts of killing that soared into the sky, these disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect stood guard in front of the mountain gate, and there was a faint tendency that one man was guarding the gate, and no one could open it.

The alliance that brought together thirteen major sects was unable to break through the defense all of a sudden.

"The old man has to make a move!"

Xie Longzi stroked his beard, and immediately slapped his palm. In an instant, the defense of the Holy Martial Sword Sect was shattered!
The strength of Wu Zun is so terrifying!
(End of this chapter)