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Chapter 223 Please Taishang Dharma Protector, Kill Strong Enemies

"when!"

Accompanied by a shocking sound, the entire sky seemed to be shattered into countless fragments, flying in all directions.

The blood-colored long sword flying from Tianjiange was trampled on violently and had no resistance.

Not only that, but the people who rushed over were blown backward by the huge wind and retreated crazily.

In the air, blood was spurted wildly, shocking everyone.

"metropolitan!"

"Oh my god, the suzerain couldn't stand the foot of Leng Qiu's servant, could he!"

"It's terrible, it's terrible, one kick can have 4000 million strength!"

Seeing Qi Sheng's attack, the Tianjiange disciples all felt the coldness and exclaimed.

"Kill! Revenge for the Suzerain!"

You was wearing armor, and a white sword light flew out in front of him, rushing fiercely towards Qi Sheng.

"kill!"

The roar aroused everyone's hatred, and tens of thousands of long swords flew up from the 36 mountain peaks in an instant.

With an indomitable momentum, Qiqi rushed to the sky.

In an instant, the sky of Tianjian Pavilion became extremely dazzling.

Countless sword glows turned into ribbons, gathered into a sky-reaching giant sword, and came towards Qi Sheng's unicorn feet.

This sword is like opening the sky, and the blue clouds rise straight up, unstoppable.

Facing the endless sword light attack, the cowardly Qi Sheng stopped the momentum of the impact in an instant, and his whole body was like a streamer, dodging the attack quickly.

"Leng Qiu's subordinates are nothing but wine bags and rice bags, go ahead, kill!"

There is an elder of Tianjiange who controls Wanjian and kills Qi Sheng.

At this moment, the remaining 9 swords pierced through the endless void at the same time, and in the sky of Tianjian Pavilion, a great sword that reached the sky was gathered, gathering all the strength of [-] people, and came towards Leng Qiu.

Facing the nine long swords approaching quickly, the corners of Leng Qiu's mouth slightly raised, revealing a look of disdain.

In an instant, the strength of the whole body gathered, and a strange-looking dragon shadow appeared on the right fist.

"Defiant Dragon Fist!"

Along with the roar, Leng Qiu swung his right fist.

The entire air was instantly exploded, with endless explosions, accompanied by streaks of black thunder.

"hold head high--"

A dragon chant, high pitched and clear, rushed out quickly, with an indomitable momentum, never looking back.

Long Ying was good at facing the wind, and instantly became the only one in the world.

He rushed to the side of the nine long swords, opened his teeth and claws, and directly shattered the two long swords, turning them into fragments all over the sky, flying to nowhere.

The body paused, and three long swords flew around, uncontrollably.

Then it instantly disintegrated into countless parts, impacting all the giant flying swords.

Amidst the whistling sound, only endless icy light remained on the scene.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Countless long swords lost control and flew in all directions.

Even the great formation protecting the mountain of Tianjiange was hit with countless ripples, almost shattered.

Many long swords exploded directly, turned into fragments, fell to the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

On the 36th peak of Tianjiange, countless people spurted blood wildly, and their spirits were listless.Others just passed out and lay on the ground.

With just one attack, at least one-third of the disciples were injured and fell to the ground, unable to move.

At this moment, the face of the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who had just made a move, became extremely ugly.

I was defeated by Leng Qiu's subordinates, and all my disciples were defeated by Leng Qiu's punch. Could it be that he is really unstoppable!

"Eldest brother, my sect is going to be destroyed! Please take action!"

Knowing that there was nothing to be done, he raised his head to the sky and yelled.

The sound shook the entire Tianjian Pavilion and the loft above the mountain peak.

In an instant, the attic glowed, and the whole body turned into a brass color, as if it had life, and there was a sound of breathing.

With every breath, the whole world trembled.

The next moment, there was a frantic vibration of the heartbeat, as if some terrifying creature woke up from a deep sleep.

The entire Tianjian Pavilion did not know that such a terrifying person was hidden in the attic.

Even the sound of breathing can resonate with the world, and everyone can hear the sound of heartbeat.

Qi Sheng couldn't help hiding behind Leng Qiu, feeling the power of life in the attic.

His eyes rolled around, checking the surrounding situation.

No one knows what will happen, nor what creatures are inside, waiting quietly.

"Ha ha!"

Leng Qiu only had icy laughter and didn't feel anything.

The sound of his own heartbeat can kill the entire Tianjian Pavilion, he is nothing.

Soon, the heartbeat stopped, and the person seemed to wake up completely, making an old and domineering voice:

"Tianjian, you can't do it after all! I once warned you that it is better to cultivate the sword of killing than to gather the swords of the world."

In a word, it indicates that two people practice different kendo and have different effects.

As the words fell, a Heavenly Sword Pavilion released a mighty killing aura, pointing directly at Leng Qiu, as if it wanted to smash him to pieces.

Qi Sheng, who was standing behind Leng Qiu, couldn't stop this fierce and domineering killing intent at all, and was directly thrown hundreds of meters away, watching in shock.

The eyes are full of horror, it is hard to imagine, who is inside?

How could there be such a violent killing intent.

What frightened him even more was Leng Qiu, standing in the void, unaware of the killing intent, calm and composed.

Is the gap between the two really that big?
Just now, Leng Qiu faced nine swords alone, smashed with one punch, and felt that he had exhausted even one sword.

All the unwillingness in my heart is deeply pressed in my heart, and I have no ability to resist.

Just when he was terrified, Leng Qiu's indifferent voice came from beside his ear:
"The killing intent is just like a mosquito. Do you want me to destroy the Tianjian Pavilion?"

The real strong man, his body is calm, not even a single hair is moved, and there is endless power gathering inside.

"Hey, I can't bear my killing breath even at the fifth level of the eighth palace realm. Could it be that you are already at the sixth level? Then I will make a move and show you my killing sword!"

There was a sound of surprise from Tianjian Pavilion, and I was shocked by Leng Qiu's gesture.

"Thank you brother for taking the shot! If you survive this test, I will definitely teach you the way of killing!"

Tianjian pays tribute to Tianjian Pavilion in the air, and his mentality will change drastically!

"Thank you Tai Shang Dharma protector, kill the powerful enemy!"

On the 36 mountain peaks, there was a mighty voice. All the Tianjiange disciples knelt on the ground and shouted suddenly, hoping to kill Leng Qiu.

He is too powerful, and even the all-in-one swords that he is proud of can't hurt him at all, instead he has suffered a lot of injuries.

"True ink marks, if you want to fight, fight!"

Leng Qiu listened to their babbling for a long time, but the attack in Tianjian Pavilion did not come for a long time, so she couldn't help but sneered.

The next moment, I saw a red sword light flashing suddenly, as if endless blood appeared in the sky, piercing the endless void and filling the entire sky.

"Sword that breaks the sky! Kill!"

The blood-red light was almost in front of Leng Qiu, and only then did the old man inside roar.

In an instant, red light gathered in the sky, and a huge and boundless sword emerged, with endless killing intent lingering on it.

The endless grievances roared around the giant sword, trying to struggle to get out, but they couldn't.

The howling of wolves and ghosts was extremely horrific, unbearable to the ear, and my heart was beating wildly.

Even the disciples of Peak 36 below felt terrified and almost died in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)