Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 48 kill with one sword
"Just you?"

Ning Qingyun took out a sword. The scabbard was engraved with dragon patterns, intertwined and intertwined, as if a real dragon was sealed.

"The name of this sword is Rising Dragon Sword. It was forged by the ancestors of my Ning family dyed with dragon blood. If you can die under this sword, you will have no regrets."

The sword was unsheathed, the blood light spread, and a tragic breath was released. Everyone was shocked and stared at Shenglong Sword. There are nine grades of sword weapons. There is no sword weapon above third grade in the land of Dongyuan. Ning Qingyun The sword in his hand has such a strong aura that it probably already has the power of a third-order sword weapon.

Holding the Rising Dragon Sword in his hand, Ning Qingyun is more confident. Even if he is an innate strong man, he dares to fight now.

"A mere Houtian martial artist with the fifth level of Houtian dares to confront me in vain. Under the Dragon Sword, even if you are a congenital, you will die. Wuxin, do you think that the Ning family's ability to occupy the position of the county king is only due to luck?"

"The ancestors of my Ning family used to be the figures of an era of suppression. The background of my Ning family is beyond your imagination."

Ning Qingyun lifted the dragon sword in his hand, stepped out with one step, the ground was shattered layer by layer, jumped up, and slashed down towards Lin Xuan.

"The mourning dragon roars to the sky!"

Blood light overflowed from the Dragon Rising Sword, and there seemed to be an invisible blood dragon gathered in the midair, roaring and devouring towards Lin Xuan.

"Die, Wuxin!"

The sword energy was surging, Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips, which surprised everyone.

"Half-step congenital, third-order sword weapon, is this your reliance?" Lin Xuan said lightly, Ning Qingyun's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and continued to slash towards Lin Xuan. He had absolute confidence in this sword.

Keng!
With a soft cry, Lin Xuan pulled out a sword behind him, everyone was stunned, and the audience froze.

"No... no?"

"Is this Wuxin's saber?"

The sword is a broken sword, black and full of rust, with chaotic symbols engraved on it, as if just taken out of the boiler, it may be broken into several pieces with a slight touch, Ning Qingyun was also stunned.

"Wuxin, how dare you humiliate me like this!" Ning Qingyun was furious, his sword energy became stronger, and he slashed towards Lin Xuan.

"laugh!"

When the blades collided, there was a scalp-numbing sound, a gust of wind and waves was set off, and smoke and dust enveloped the area.

When the smoke cleared, everyone looked towards the center of the battlefield, their eyes froze a little bit, shocked and unbelievable!
"The sword is broken?"

The sword was broken, but it was not Lin Xuan's sword, but Ning Qingyun's sword, a third-order sword weapon left by the ancestors of the Ning family.

"How is it possible? The Rising Dragon Sword is a Tier [-] sword weapon, which can block innate power. What happened just now?"

"Could it be that the Rising Dragon Sword is fake?"

Everyone was full of doubts, and their eyes were focused on the two people in the field. When a gust of wind blew by, Ning Qingyun spat out a mouthful of blood, his body softened, and the broken sword pierced the ground, barely supporting his body, and stared at Lin Xuan.

"Your sword..."

"Ha ha."

Lin Xuan chuckled, put the corpse sword back into its sheath, and let out a snort, which made everyone's hearts tremble.

This battle, the outcome has been divided!
A generation of county kings, the ruler of Fengyang County, was defeated in this way. He was defeated by a younger generation who was only in his early twenties. With just one blow, the Shenglong Sword was broken in two, and even his life disappeared little by little.

"The Ning family, that's all."

Lin Xuan said lightly, retracting his sword and standing, Ning Qingyun's body suddenly fell down, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he was the king of Fengyang County, and he had the ambition to dominate the world, why did he die like this?
"Homeowner!"

"Qingyun!"

……

The faces of the Ning family members changed drastically, and they shouted, lifted up Ning Qingyun's body, and looked at Lin Xuan, full of hatred.

"A war is a war, why do you want to kill someone?"

"I am going to kill you!"

The Ning family rushed out and charged towards Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan's eyes were fixed, sword energy was born out of thin air, and blood spread, leaving behind corpses all over the place. The crowd panicked and paled in horror.

"You are so naive. Since ancient times, winners and losers have always been kings and losers. If I lost today, would you let me go? Since I lost, you have to bear the consequences."

Lin Xuan said calmly, walked to Ning Qingyun's body, picked up the Rising Dragon Sword that had been broken in two, and swept his gaze at the Ning family members, who retreated in unison, terrified.

"What do you want to do?"

"The king of the county is dead, this battle is over, there are so many heroes here, don't be presumptuous!"

Several elders of the Ning family stood in front of the Ning family, pointed at Lin Xuan and said solemnly, wanting to save their lives by the people watching the battle, Lin Xuan knew their small plans, but just smiled lightly.

"There is a good saying, the weeds are never burned, and the spring breeze blows again. Do you know what it means?"

"you!"

The complexions of the elders changed, they pointed at Lin Xuan, turned their eyes, looked at the carriage of Zhoushan County King, and said: "Zhoushan County King, we are both ministers of the Great Jin Dynasty, this person is from Dayan, but he is in Dajin The king of the county was killed in Jin, the king of Zhoushan, please kill this person and save the mansion of the king of Fengyang County!"

The two elders suddenly knelt down, and then all the Ning family knelt down to Zhoushan County King together, with a look of sadness, Lin Xuan looked at Zhoushan County King in the carriage with a faint smile.

Silence!
After a long time, a sentence came out from the carriage: "Little friend Wuxin, Ning Qingyun is dead, the grievances are over, and the disaster will not be as serious as the family, why don't we let it go at this time?"

There was a discussion in the tone, as if they were afraid of offending Lin Xuan, and everyone was slightly startled.

"What if I don't agree?" Lin Xuan smiled lightly, looking directly at the carriage of Zhoushan County King, his fighting spirit was rising, so what if he was innate, he defeated Tao Ran before he realized the realm of the master, now even the old man Crazy Sword and Lin Xuan is not afraid of Zhoushan Junwang's attack together!
What Lin Xuan is really afraid of is the woman above the attic, Qi Qiuye, the saint of Jin!
"Little friend, you are still young, some things can't be done on impulse, you killed Ning Qingyun, the Ning family is already hurt, why bother to kill them all?"

"The Ning family is the vassal of the Great Jin. If you move the Ning family, you are against the Great Jin. Although the dark night is strong, the Jin Emperor is stronger. Because the Great General King, the Jin Emperor is afraid, but if you do too much, Do you know the consequences?"

Zhoushan Junwang said lightly, with innate strength in his tone, people around him felt a little difficult to breathe.

"Ha ha!"

An evil smile appeared on Lin Xuan's mouth, and the corpse-repelling sword was pulled out suddenly, and a sword glow swept out, with the power of the mountain, pouring down towards Zhoushan County King's carriage under the horrified eyes of everyone.

"Sword of the mountain!"

"Oh!"

The carriage tore apart and collapsed into countless pieces. A figure soared up and landed on the ground. The ground was crushed, wearing a python robe and holding a sword in one hand. The King of Zhoushan looked at Lin Xuan indifferently.

Lin Xuan also looked at the Duke of Zhoushan, and his fighting spirit collided with each other. Everyone's expressions changed in horror. Wu Xin dared to confront the Duke of Zhoushan.

Have nothing to fear?Or is Wuxin originally an innate strongman?Is this an innate battle?

(End of this chapter)