Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 220 You Hurt Her Hair, I Will Take Thousands of Your Lives
"Bei'an City of the Sword Family, anyone who trespasses will die!"

A cold female voice resounded in the sky, and it rang clearly in everyone's ears, making everyone's eyes fixed. Following the reputation, they saw a light blue figure outside the gate of Bei'an City, Riding a white tiger, he slowly stepped forward.

On the girl's face, there was a beautiful face, like a beautiful jade carved from heaven and earth. A pair of white jade legs hung down on the white tiger's back, and there was an aura of transcendent beauty.

Even if the battle array shattered and the sound of fighting on the battlefield boiled, it would not affect the cold breath in the girl's eyes.

The green sword wolf rider rushing forward was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in front of him, he burst out laughing.

"Haha, little girl, you still want to block us, are you here to warm our beds?"

"That's right, the little girl is riding such a big tiger, I believe she should have received so many brothers from us!"

Dozens of green sword wolves rode above impressively, with evil smiles on their faces, wanting to behave in an unruly way.

"That's right, little girl, you look so juicy, could it be that the sword family specially arranged for you?"

About a hundred green sword wolf riders surrounded her, trying to capture the girl.

"No, it's sister-in-law Xue'er!" On the tower, Wang Chuyuan was shocked when he saw this scene.

"Why did sister-in-law Xue'er run out? If something happened to her, wouldn't my elder brother be furious!" Yuan Feng also froze in fright.

"No, we have to save sister-in-law Xue'er!"

In the next moment, Wang Chuyuan and Yuan Feng jumped down from the tower, a burst of light filled the sky, filled with demon energy, and fell towards the place where the girl was.

"Ice Soul Sword!"

Jian Xue'er's face turned cold, and the Xuanshuang Sword was in her hand, and the Ice Soul True Spirit suddenly appeared behind her.

Zheng!
An icy blue sword energy pierced through the air impressively, swept across the space of tens of feet, and arrived in a flash.

Everyone just felt a blur in front of their eyes, and a sword energy split into hundreds of frost sword energy, which pierced through the chest of the green sword wolf rider in front of him in a flash.

"Puff puff!".
Blossoms of blood bloomed on the chest of Qingjian Langqi. The blood was so bewitching that it made people shudder to see it.

One breath passed, and hundreds of warriors fell to the ground. In Jian Xueer's hand, on the Xuanshuang Sword, a drop of blood slowly fell to the ground.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the sword in Jian Xue'er's hand, and froze in astonishment.

The green sword wolf rider, all the taunts and sneers, the smiles on their faces suddenly coalesced, the contempt in their eyes instantly became dull with fear, and their backs all turned cold.

"Da da da!".
Another breath passed, and hundreds of green sword wolf riders were pierced through their hearts, and fell to the ground with their eyes wide open, with surprised expressions on their faces, and a stream of blood flowed out of their mouths. The breath spread, and there was no vitality.

After all, Jian Qingmu was the pinnacle spirit king, although he was surprised, he reacted instantly, his voice was infused with soul power and shocked people's hearts, and fell down in an instant.

"Array, blue wolf battle array!"

This sound made those sluggish blue wolf sword riders react in an instant, their murderous aura revived, their spiritual power burst out to form a shield, and they lined up into a formation.

These green sword wolf riders reacted, and Jian Xueer's slaughter speed slowed down instantly, and she could only kill dozens of green sword wolf riders with one breath.

Even so, it was enough to shock everyone, you know, this is a green sword wolf cavalry that can defeat one hundred, not an ordinary city guard army.

But after twenty breaths, the tens of thousands of green sword wolf riders have formed a formation, and their spiritual power is surging, forming a huge shield to block Jian Xueer's attack. The formation circulates, and almost ten thousand people unconsciously Jian Xueer has been surrounded in the formation.

Jian Qingmu's figure appeared in the center of the formation in a flash, his eyes glanced coldly at Jian Xue'er in the center of the formation, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you are the body of the holy soul. The art of the soul can frighten the consciousness of warriors with a radius of thousands of miles, so the soul realm must not be low!"

"The young master is not here, so I will do what he wants to do for him, and kill you all!" Jian Xueer looked cold, holding the sword in her hand, and looked coldly at Jian Qingmu in front of her.

Facing the dense crowd of green sword wolves, Jian Xueer still did not change her expression. At this time, she was no longer the powerless girl in Bei'an City back then. She awakened the martial arts memory of her previous life. In her eyes, it's just mediocre.

Her belief has become somewhat similar to that of Dongfang Ling'er in her previous life, there is only one, who will always be with the young master, and help the young master to do everything he wants to do at all costs.

At this moment, Wang Chuyuan, Yuan Feng and the people on the tower came back to their senses.

In the middle of the battlefield, Jian Qingmu looked at Jian Xueer greedily with a sneer, and said: "In this case, I will capture you first and see how you can kill me. If you can't kill me, you are not Jian Fengyun's person Now, you have to enter the Holy Soul Sword Sect and display your due value!"

While speaking, the realm of the spirit king realm spread out on Jian Qingmu's body, and a true green spirit behind him manifested impressively, the aura of the spirit king realm surged out, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a long sword condensed out and shot towards Jian Xue'er.

"Jian Qingmu, stop quickly, or you will regret it!" Seeing this scene, Jian Yuntian's face froze immediately, the Fengyun Sword Sutra suddenly turned, and a real spirit long sword appeared behind him. Unfolding, Ta Kong charged towards Jian Qingmu.

"Jian Qingmu stop, or the king of this county will not be polite!" Han Dongyang stepped out of the void, the aura of the spirit emperor realm surged out, the law of blood, imperial prestige rolled down, and instantly crushed Jian Qingmu .

"King Han, your opponent is someone else!"

On the other side of the void, another spirit emperor's aura appeared, and a middle-aged man in colorful clothes suddenly appeared. This middle-aged man was as fair-skinned as a woman. If it wasn't for the slightly magnetic voice that revealed his gender, I really thought this middle-aged man People are disguised as men.

The law of thunder and lightning circulated on Caiyi's middle-aged man, and with a wave of his hand, he directly blocked the suppression of the law of blood below.

"Are you Kazuto?" Han Dongyang's face darkened, he felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was not inferior to him in strength.

"He is the Ninth Elder of the Holy Soul Sword Sect——Yin Renyuan. Today I am here to help the Qingyun Sword Sect eradicate the chaotic party. By the way, I will solve the matter of the saint. The blood of the Holy Soul Sword Sect is not allowed to flow outside!" Yin Renyuan The tone is damsel authentic.

Jian Qingmu's sword had already landed, and he struck with the full force of the Spirit King Realm, and the sword energy was fierce, and it shot directly at Jian Xue'er.

The frosty spiritual power on Jian Xueer's body was condensed, and it suddenly turned into a mysterious shield, blocking in front of her, the sword energy fell on the shield, and unexpectedly stagnated instantly, was frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then fell powerlessly .

"Bang!" With a sound, the sword energy exploded into ice slag in the air and turned into nothingness.

Seeing this scene, Jian Qingmu's face suddenly turned cold, and the stronger sword energy in his hand condensed.
(End of this chapter)