Sword Sovereign Evil Emperor

Chapter 34 Killing until no one dares to fight

Everyone's shock at Zhan Buge hadn't subsided, and they were astonished by Beiyan's angry shout, and turned their heads to look at Beiyan in disbelief.

Involuntarily, everyone had an illusion in their hearts, as if Zhan Buge and Bei Yan were playing a game, and these more than 100 days were just pawns.

But with so many chess pieces, being forced to play by Bei Yan like this, this game of chess will soon be lost.

"Zhan Buge has already made three sword strikes in a row, and his spiritual power should be exhausted. This time, he should not be spared." The group of geniuses who were persecuted secretly guessed in their hearts. Under the persecution of her, another boy soon walked out.

Without any extra words, as soon as the young man came out, he went straight to Zhan Buge, crossed the distance of ten feet in front of the door without any hesitation, dancing with spiritual power and bursting with swords.

Clang.

Zhan Buge's sword arrived as expected, the sword light was dazzling, and the sound of the sword was worrying.

An invincible sword came out, and an invincible sword will instantly poured into the young man's heart.

With a splash, the young man who rushed out knelt down on the ground, his eyes were horrified, his pupils dilated rapidly, he covered his bleeding neck, pointed at Zhan Buge with one hand, and slurred his speech: "You... how can you still draw a sword..."

Zhan Buge didn't answer. He raised his head and looked slowly at Beiyan in the sky, as if only Beiyan was left in his eyes.

Bei Yan narrowed his eyes, and there was a cold light, the air behind him was gradually distorted by his anger, and the chilling words came out again: "Continue!"

As soon as he said that, the crowd was in a commotion, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that Zhan Buge should have completely exhausted his spiritual power this time, and his fear had decreased a little. Cautiously walked out of the crowd.

Zhan Buge's heart was like a cold pool, and he looked deeply at Bei Yan until the young man walked a foot away from the door, and then his body suddenly moved.

With his right hand clasped on the hilt of the sword, he lunged forward. The moment he approached the boy, the emperor's sword intent erupted, and he suddenly drew his sword.

Clang!
The familiar and chilling sound of the long sword being unsheathed sounded, piercing the boy's heart with everyone's fear and the boy's bewilderment.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Zhan Buge stood proudly again, raised his head, and looked directly at Bei Yan.

wheeze...

The strong wind blew away the fine gravel all over the sky, lifted the hem of everyone's clothes, and woke up the panicked hearts.

"How is it possible... how can he still use the sword! With his cultivation base, it is already the limit to use such a terrifying sword move three times at most. Why can he still use the sword? Why?"

Common doubts flashed in the hearts of countless people. When they looked at Zhan Buge, they no longer looked down upon him, nor did they have the indifferent expression when facing an ant.

"Keep going, kill!" Bei Yan was about to roar angrily. It was indeed more and more like a game. He, a great power of Jindan, was playing a game with a kid in the realm of nourishing Qi, and lost time and time again. Every time Ge looked up at him, it made him feel like he had been slapped in the face, and the burning feeling on his face made Bei Yan angry.

To what extent can an ant on the seventh level of Qi nourishment be so rich in spiritual power, and how crazy can he be?There are more than 100 young geniuses here, even if they are exhausted, they will be exhausted to death!
"Kill me! From now on, line up in a row, go out and kill one by one! He won't die and fight endlessly. Whoever doesn't fight will kill everyone. What are you still doing!" Sen Leng's voice came, and Bei Yan pointed angrily. Looking at a group of young geniuses below.

Under his angry gaze, a group of people quickly lined up, but many of them were desperately pushing back, and no one was willing to stand in front. However, under Bei Yan's angry gaze, the team quickly took shape, and the leader was trembling 's walked out.

Seeing all this, Zhan Buge took a deep breath, his eyes were cold.

Since these people knew that they might die and did not dare to disobey the order, why would he be soft-hearted.

"Come one, kill one!"

His icy voice came, he didn't talk much, but every one of them made people's hearts chill. This was a challenge to Jin Dan Da Neng, to see if the group of people were afraid of him or Bei Yan.

"Kill me!" Bei Yan was furious and shouted.

The leader suddenly shuddered, performed his strongest move, and rushed over frantically.

There was nothing left to say, Zhan Buge closed his eyes and opened his eyes, his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Clang!
The sword light flashed, and the blood light loomed.

This person is dead.

He stood with his sword, under the watchful eyes of 10 people, in the proud position, one person faced countless strong men, one person faced hundreds of qi refining geniuses who were much stronger than him, and the other person faced the high-ranking Jindan power. Shouted loudly: "Who dares to come!"

Who dares to come!One sentence silenced the crowd, hundreds of geniuses dodged their eyes and stood there in panic.

"How is it possible? How is it possible that he is so strong? How strong is his spiritual power? Is he really only at the seventh level of nourishing Qi?"

Bei Yan ignored the thoughts of the people below, his face had become cold, with a bit of ferocity, as if his fire-breathing eyes were fixed on the strongest person below.

"Three breaths, whoever exceeds three breaths and does not fight, the sect you belong to will be wiped out."

Bei Yan's words invisibly aggravated everyone's fear, and with great fear, the battle continued.

Zhan Buge gritted his teeth and held his sword, and stood quietly on the spot, with boundless killing intent churning in his heart.

"Too much bullying, kill!"

One person, one sword, began a long battle to the death.

Although hundreds of young geniuses were afraid of his sword, they were even more afraid of the people in the sky, and they stood up one after another. When they stood up, each of them was yearning in their hearts, and their spiritual power was exhausted.

Zhan Buge remained silent, his sword came out silently, his eyes were cold, his killing intent was awe-inspiring, Emperor Jin Jianyi ran away recklessly.

In Gu Yue's one hundred thousand disciples, in the Outer Sect's hundreds of powerful geniuses, and in the eyes of the four aloof Golden Core powers, Zhan Buge became more and more courageous as he fought, and his sword came out of nowhere.

One person, one sword, seems to be the only one in this world.

The blood-stained white shirt, the flying black hair, and the Zhan Buge who drew his sword and killed the enemy attracted countless people's eyes with fascination and shock.

Instant sword light, invincible at the same age.

The supreme among young people, can't sing.

I don't know when it started, but the thoughts quietly floated up in people's hearts. The powerful and powerful men with high cultivation bases admire and feel sorry for Zhan Buge, while the young monks with low cultivation bases have endless yearning and admiration for Zhan Buge. look forward to.

Fluttering in white clothes, with one enemy against a hundred, with the humble state of nourishing Qi at the seventh level, shocked the heart of Jindan's power, and shocked the minds of hundreds of thousands of monks.

I don't know how many young geniuses have been killed, the white shirt on Zhan Buge's body is already stained with blood, his hair is flying backwards in the strong wind, the sword lights up, killing the enemy in front of him with a single blow, he suddenly draws the sword, stands up and raises his head , staring at the still long line ahead, asked coldly: "Who is next!"

who is the next!A question made countless people of the same generation tremble.

At this moment, the young geniuses were left with nothing but fear and awe, trembling with fear.

Why is the seventh level of Zhan Buge Yang Qi so strong?When will his spiritual power run out?What exactly is his sword intent?What is the level of his swordsmanship, and so on, all these questions flew to the sky.

In the face of the fact that Zhan Buge had killed one person with a single blow, doubts seemed superfluous. No one cared about Zhan Buge's cultivation, or why he was so strong.Everyone has already silently acknowledged Zhan Buge's strength in their hearts. He is so strong, he is a genius, and he is the supreme among young people.

No one is lucky anymore, all that is left in their hearts is awe.

Therefore, no one dared to take a step again, and at this moment, no one dared to take a step into the area of ​​one foot in front of the door that Zhan Buge had drawn before.

In that circle, there are only Rivers of Blood and Zhan Buge.

"Continue!" Bei Yan's furious roar came from the sky, and he glared angrily at the group of young geniuses below.

But this time, no one dared to take a step, even Jin Dan Da Neng no longer obeyed the orders, because if you step out, you will die, and there is only death.

Until now, Zhan Buge finally frightened these people with countless corpses and rivers of blood, and finally won the game with Jin Dan Da Neng.

He won, and under the coercion of Jin Dan's power and his shock, so many chess pieces all fell to him.

Because there are countless corpses and thick rivers of blood under his feet.

Bei Yan was extremely angry. Ever since he came to the Gu Yue Sword Sect, Zhan Buge had always resisted him with an incomparably humble arrogance. Up to now, he had even blatantly provoked him. He was furious and pointed at the A group of geniuses continued to shout: "I said continue, if you don't do anything, I will kill you all!"

The crowd below was trembling again, tremblingly looking at Bei Yan in the sky, and tremblingly looking at Zhan Buge standing with a sword in his white clothes stained with blood, not advancing or retreating, at a loss.

Suddenly, they all breathed a sigh of relief, as if pulling them back from the brink of death: "Father! These people are not his opponents. Let me fight this battle."

Watching all this all the time, he followed the handsome young man who looked like a fairy behind Bei Yan, and slowly walked in front of Bei Yan.

He looked calm and indifferent, even after watching Zhan Buge for so long, his heart did not have any waves, he looked at Zhan Buge lightly, and said softly: "I have comprehended the burning fire sword intent for a year, and cultivated to refine Qi Five-level peak, do you dare to fight me? If you win this time, all of us will retreat to Gu Yue. If you lose, then please invite your senior sister to fight me."

After he finished speaking, he didn't give Zhan Buge a chance to think or put forward his opinions, and slowly turned to look at his father.

Bei Yan said in a low voice for a moment, and after a long time, he seemed to have calmed down, and his face returned to indifference: "As you said, you go and kill him."

(End of this chapter)