Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 207 Dragon Soaring Sword King
"The sky is covered with frost!"

A low growl came from Ferris surrounded by the living dead. The biting cold centered on Ferris and radiated in all directions. All the living dead were frozen and turned into ice sculptures.

"Destroy!"

Skyscrapers rose from the sky, with purple hair flying, and uttered a word towards all the frozen living dead.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With a bang, the ice sculpture shattered and turned into ice slag, scattered all over the ground, completely dead.

"Okay, you are worthy of being the great disciple of Yunwu Mountain. His body is full of frost, which freezes everything and makes me ashamed!" Dead Leaf praised, and some other people also nodded in praise.

Thousands of living dead were all wiped out under this blow, and Motian was not feeling well, his breath was a little unstable, and he looked at Liangshi with a slightly dignified face.

"who are you?"

"Cool stone."

Liang Shi replied indifferently, with a calm face, and a terrifying aura permeated his body, like a wild giant, which made people frightened,

"Liangshi, I've remembered that one punch today will definitely be rewarded on the day when the Eight Schools meet!"

"Yeah." Liang Shi nodded, as if admitting it, the purple-haired youth frowned, and did not provoke again.

"Liangshi?" Withered Ye looked at Liangshi, with doubts hidden between her brows, Liangshi, which sect is he from?Why never heard of it?
"Liangshi, may I ask, which sect are you from?" Dead Leaf couldn't help asking.

Liang Shi looked at Dead Ye, without saying a word, turned to look at Lin Xuan, as if asking for Lin Xuan's opinion, Dead Ye was slightly startled, and noticed Lin Xuan, a young man in six realms, what background did he have?
Facing the gazes of a group of people, Lin Xuan smiled lightly, without any restraint, looked at the dead leaves, and said, "We are from the Demon Mountain."

A simple sentence shocked everyone, Monster Mountain, the Holy Land of the Monster Race in the Sunset Mountain Range!

The Yaozu has been hidden for thousands of years, and now they are going to be born again?Liangshi is so strong that he can resist Motian. If he is from Yaomo Mountain, then it makes sense. The descendant of the Yaozu Holy Land must be strong!
"It turned out to be Demon Mountain." Mo Tian frowned, and said softly, with a trace of fighting spirit blooming in his eyes.

"Which place can you rank in Monster Mountain?" Mo Tian asked, everyone looked at Liang Shi, Liang Shi shook his head, everyone was slightly disappointed, as Liang Shi didn't want to say anything.

Lin Xuan smiled slightly. It's no secret that Liang Shi, a disciple of Liangshan, a white tiger with two wings, can be ranked among the top five demon servants in the Demon Mountain. .

"boom!"

Suddenly, the ground trembled, everyone was startled, and their eyes all focused on the pool of blood at the foot of the stone statue.

At the edge of the pool of blood, there was a stone statue trembling, and the bloody talisman was flowing on his body, he was about to wake up!
"No, this stone statue is about to wake up, stop him!" Withered Leaf said, and swept away towards the blood pool with his sword light.

"cut!"

"Freeze everything!"

"The Palm of Mercy!"

……

A series of attacks from the crowd poured on the stone statue, and the blood-colored runes on the stone statue burst out with a burst of blood, obliterating all the attacks, and the stone statue trembled even more violently.

suddenly!

The hall trembled, and everyone's eyes were focused on the stone statue in the blood pool, and their pupils shrank violently.

The bloody talisman flowed on his body and turned into a black robe. He stood up a little bit from the ground, opened his eyes, and looked at Lin Xuan's group of people indifferently. There was no trace of human color in his eyes, cold, dead, killing...

"Death!" An indifferent voice came out of his mouth, a sword appeared in his hand, the dead leaf was startled, and uttered aloud.

"Ancient Soaring Dragon Sword!"

"How is it possible, the Dragon Soaring Ancient Sword has disappeared for more than 5000 years, how could it appear here?"

Everyone's face changed in astonishment, and they stared at the man in black robe. He disappeared for 5000 years. Doesn't it mean that he was a person 5000 years ago, and how could he live for so long before he reached the world level?

"Intruders must die." The man in black lightly raised the ancient dragon sword in his hand, and slashed down with the sword, everyone changed color.

"retreat!"

The sword light cut down, as if a river of blood had flowed across the hall, and the horrible smell of blood covered it. One person was accidentally involved, and was swallowed up instantly with a scream, turning into a few drops of blood, which flowed into the blood in the hall in the pool.

terror!
A group of people trembled, looking at this black-robed man, no one dared to make a move. Who can beat the figure from 5000 years ago?

"kill!"

The figure of the man in black disappeared, as if teleporting, and appeared in front of a person. Before the person could react, the sword had penetrated his body, so he could only stare at a pair of horrified eyes, which gradually dimmed.

The black-robed man grabbed the corpse and threw it directly into the blood pool. The corpse disappeared in the blood pool and turned into a few drops of blood, blending into it. Everyone trembled and changed color. It was too strong. of.

"Dead leaves, Buddhists, think of a way, if this continues, we will all die!"

"He's here again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black disappeared again, and appeared beside a person. The man trembled and swung a scimitar. The man in black stretched out his hand and pinched the scimitar. The man's arm was also shattered little by little, screaming in pain, and the man's face was deformed.

"Kill me!" He screamed, and just as he finished speaking, his body exploded and turned into a cloud of blood, which disappeared in the sky.

"Withered leaf, he has the ancient dragon sword of your Heavenly Sword Sect, do you know his identity?" Motian asked, a layer of ice condensed on his body, glowing with purple light, exuding shocking power.

The sword in Dead Leaf's hand became bigger and turned into a huge sword, ten meters long. Standing on the huge sword, he looked at the man in black with a serious expression on his face.

"5000 years ago, there was a young sword king of Tianjianzong who held an ancient dragon sword in his hand. The ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect had high hopes, but in the end he disappeared inexplicably."

"I thought he was envied and plotted to kill him. It was a sensation at the time, but I never thought he would be here."

The words of Dead Leaf surprised everyone. Some people have heard of the Dragon Sword King. This is a terrifying monster with the possibility of being promoted to great power, but he fell here.

Such a person, who strayed into this place and still fell, could they still escape?Thinking of this, everyone was in despair.

"Impossible, I won't die!"

"I am the Lord of Ningye City. I have been powerful all my life. How could I die here? I must escape!"

"Live!"

……

With death imminent, everyone went crazy, their aura gathered, and they stared at the man in black.

All eyes were on the black-robed man, but Lin Xuan looked up at the terrifying giant stone statue in the hall. Since entering the hall, he has always felt a gaze watching him, and this gaze is from this statue.

(End of this chapter)