The strongest head exchange system

Chapter 448
"Anyone who hurts Tian Haozong will die!"

"Whoever scolds Tianhaozong will die!"

Yan Xu's voice suddenly sounded.

Three words full of killing intent, the Agni Fire Sect disciple did not dare to take another half step.

"Who? Dare to play tricks in front of this old man, and show up quickly!"

Zhao Yijing squinted his eyes and looked around, but he didn't find half a figure, and his expression suddenly lost the relaxedness just now.

Even he couldn't find it, this person either practiced hidden skills, or his cultivation base was higher than him.

"It can't be a late Jindan cultivator, this kind of master won't stand out for Tian Haozong!"

Before coming to Tianhaozong, Zhao Yijing sent people to investigate and collect information.

Tian Haozong did not know what luck it was, and suddenly rose up, and there was no great sect behind it.

From Zhao Yijing's point of view, this person must have practiced a special skill, so he didn't find any trace.

"The head! The head is back"

Contrary to the Blazing Fire Sect, the Tianhao Sect was full of joy.

Zhao Yijing couldn't hear Yan Xu's voice, and it was impossible for Tian Haozong disciples to hear it.

At the most critical time, the master returned, why couldn't the disciples be excited.

"The master is back, let's see how the Fire Cult ends, hahaha!"

Not only ordinary disciples were elated, Cui Cheng, Ye Qing and other elders were also beaming.

"The cultivation of the elder of Raging Fire Cult is unfathomable, I'm afraid he will suffer from the senior brother who is the head of the sect." Zhao Yan said in a low voice.

She was naturally happy when Yan Xu came back, but she was even more worried that Yan Xu would suffer and get hurt.

Before leaving the sect, Yan Xu was only building a foundation, and they didn't know about forming a golden core.

Although Zhao Yan's words were harsh, they calmed everyone down.

"Let's go together with the sect leader, and send all the spirit beasts of the fifth and fourth ranks into battle, so there may be no chance of winning!"

After a brief silence, the group cheered up again.

"Don't worry, since the Sect Leader speaks harshly, it will never come out of nothing. We'd better find out the situation before making a conclusion, so as not to hinder the Sect Leader in case."

Qian Hao kept calm and reminded.

At this time, two figures in the cloud gradually appeared.

"It's the head, it really is the head!"

Yan Xu showed his true face, stood on the flying magic weapon, turned his head and nodded slightly to the people of Tianhaozong, and then shouted at the Fire Cult with a vicious expression:

"I am Yan Xu, head of Haotian Sect. Whoever comes first among you will come and lead the death."

After leaving the small world, Yan Xu flew back to Nan'an without stopping.

At the last moment when the Fire Cult launched a general attack, Yan Xu finally rushed back.

If it was half an hour late, Yan Xu couldn't imagine what kind of Tianhaozong he would see.

Yan Xu was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

Not to mention others, Zhao Yijing and other core figures of the Raging Fire Cult, Yan Xu will never be soft-hearted.

"Yan Xu? Didn't you enter the small world, didn't you should have..."

Zhao Yijing was in doubt.

Even if Yan Xu revealed his identity, he still couldn't believe it.

The left minister ordered someone to take Yan Xu's life, and the Raging Fire Cult just came to Tianhaozong to finish.

Moreover, the intelligence mentioned that Yan Xu was only building a foundation.

The aura of this person in front of him was like an abyss like an ocean, which made Zhao Yijing very afraid. How could it be the same person?
"Should have been what? Should have died long ago?"

Yan Xu stared at Zhao Yijing chattingly, smiled and said, "I don't want to explain too much, because it doesn't mean anything to the dead."

Zhao Yijing's face became more and more ugly, and the short-term surprise was replaced by anger.

The great elder of the Raging Fire Sect is fit to be underestimated like this.

Even if it is the left minister of Chen Guoxian's dynasty, he has a cooperative relationship with the Raging Fire Cult, so he should be given some face.

"Bold lunatic, talk nonsense! No matter what your status is today, you will be buried with this Tian Haozong."

Zhao Yijing stepped on a cloud of fire and rose into the air to confront Yan Xu.

Yan Xu turned sideways slightly, and said to Chen Miaoxue behind him: "Go down and wait for me first."

Chen Miaoxue nodded and flew towards the main hall of Tianhaozong.

In the sky, only Yan Xu and Zhao Yijing were left facing each other from afar.

"Fellow Taoist, it's not easy for you to cultivate at such a young age. I advise you not to force yourself to stand out. If you leave now, I will treat the rebellion just now as if it never happened. If you don't listen to the advice, you will be displeased by the left. I'm afraid the sect behind you won't be able to protect you." Zhao Yijing said via voice transmission.

Yan Xu couldn't help laughing, because the elder of the Raging Fire Cult still doesn't believe that he is the head of Tianhao Sect.

From Zhao Yijing's point of view, Yan Xuding was a disciple of some great sect who happened to pass by Zhengyi to make a move.

As long as you point out the strong relationship to him, the other party doesn't have to do it himself if he retreats in spite of difficulties.

In case of hurting this person, it will be troublesome for the sect behind to find the Fire Cult.

In a word, Zhao Yijing is obviously bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, and he will not offend if he can.

"Open your dog eyes and see what this is!"

Yan Xu sneered, and showed the token of the head of the Tianhao Sect, the word Tianhao dazzled with golden light.

ah?It is really the head of Tianhao Sect!

Zhao Yijing was taken aback for a moment, but suddenly he was furious, and his knuckles creaked.

"I've underestimated you. It's a bit of a skill to escape from the small world! It's a pity that instead of running away, you returned to the Haotian School. Now that you're here, go to hell!"

Zhao Yijing stopped talking, and pinched the formula with both hands, and fire dragons gushed out from behind.

The faces of Caidie and the others changed drastically, and Zhao Yijing went all out, which was not in the same order of magnitude as the previous casual blow.

Everyone was sweating, but Yan Xu's expression remained calm.

"A Jindan junior is so crazy, leave it to me to clean up?"

Tuntian Shuwang didn't show up, so he asked Yan Xu for his opinion first.

"No need. I just advanced to Jindan, so I just want to practice with this person." Yan Xu smiled.

Seeing that Yan Xu was still smiling, Zhao Yijing became even more angry, and summoned dozens of fire dragons again.

There are 49 fire dragons in total, and the flames soaring into the sky surround Yan Xu, leaving no dead ends.

"Master's fame spell, Yanlong Seven Changes!"

Zhao Xuri shouted excitedly, and the disciples of Raging Fire Cult followed suit.

With one hand on his back, Yan Xu slowly raised the Taihuang sword with his right hand.

Zhao Yijing continued to pinch out formulas, controlling 49 fire dragons to weave into a prison, but was aroused by the lingering sword energy, making his eyebrows twitch.

"Sword repair!?"

His movements were neither flamboyant nor dazzling, and Zhao Yijing felt great pressure just by pointing away.

In addition to the sword energy, Yan Xu's sword also has a domineering and royal air that traverses the world, which makes Zhao Yijing faintly breathless.

Zhao Yijing couldn't figure out why Yan Xu was only at the early stage of Golden Core, why the pressure on him was even greater than that of late Golden Core monks.

"Seven transformations of Yanlong, Lihuo!"

Zhao Yijing's beard and hair were dyed crimson red, and his robes rattled with his powerful qi and blood.

49 fire dragons, waving their sharp claws and long teeth, besieged Yan Xu with a strange rhythm.

Yan Xu remained silent, Taihuang sword was drawing an arc, cutting three times in a row.

Three moves to kill the world!
Yan Xu's movements were crisp and sharp, but he saw infinite sword shadows piercing the clouds like thousands of swords, and in an instant, 49 fire dragons were smashed one by one.

Taixu's fourth sword, the sword comes out without me!

After breaking Zhao Yijing's moves, the Taihuang sword in Yan Xu's hand lit up again.

After advancing to the Golden Core stage, Yan Xu's realm has greatly increased, and the originally impenetrable fourth sword of Taixu was displayed without any hindrance.

Before Zhao Yijing could react, Yan Xu swung five swords in a row.

Every sword flows like clouds and flowing water, completely natural.

Yan Xu used the remaining five moves of Taixu Sword Qi in one breath.

For Zhao Yijing and other people, all this happened in an instant, and they couldn't see Yan Xu's moves clearly.

I saw six vague sword shadows swaying vigorously.

Zhao Yijing knew he couldn't dodge, and he didn't dare to dodge, so he could only summon a defensive magic weapon to resist.

Before Zhao Yijing could hold the magic weapon firmly, the sword energy pierced through his mana shield, and the sword pierced through the center of his eyebrows.

"you……"

Zhao Yijing's eyes were lost, and his words were vague.

A thin red line appeared in the middle of his forehead, and it became more obvious that the blood oozed from the wound.

The astonishing sword energy was too fast, cutting through Zhao Yijing's body, the wound was only as thin as a hair.

After a few breaths, Zhao Yijing stared wide-eyed, as if he couldn't close his eyes, and his body fell into several pieces before falling from mid-air.

Zhao Xuri and the disciples of the Raging Fire Cult stared at the sky absent-mindedly, unable to believe it.

"The Great Elder is dead!" Someone yelled in shock, and the Raging Fire Cult suddenly became a mess.

The head of the Tianhao sect beheaded the great elder in the middle stage of Jindan with a few swords, who can compete with him! ?

If you don't escape at this time, is it true that you really stay and wait to die?The Agni Fire Cult disciple who reacted quickly fled immediately.

If there is one, there are two, and soon the disciples of the Agni Cult scattered like birds and beasts.

It's not that the disciples of the Fire Cult are unruly, it's that Yan Xu's impression is too shocking.

The Agni Fire Cult disciples had no chance of winning, and had only one choice, which was to escape from Haotian Sect as quickly as possible.

Zhao Yijing died, no one came out to take charge of the overall situation, even Zhao Xuri was among the fastest runners.

"I can't die, I can't die here! I am the number one genius in the sect, and my spiritual root aptitude is rare in a thousand years. How could I die in such a place!"

Zhao Xuri muttered something while running away.

Zhao Xuri has considered himself a genius since he was a child, and the Raging Fire Sect has devoted all its resources to cultivating him.

This time I came to Tianhaozong completely for the purpose of increasing my experience, I never thought of running away from the desert, and it is not unknown whether I can escape or not.

Yan Xu slashed out all the sword moves of Taixu's sword energy in one breath, he suddenly had a feeling in his heart, he hung in the air and closed his eyes to concentrate.

"The master is comprehending the cultivation technique?"

"It can break through like this, it's no loss to be the leader!"

"Why are you still in a daze, why don't you hurry up and chase the remnants of the Fire Cult!"

The disciples of Tianhaozong came to their senses and led a mighty army of spirit beasts to kill them.

Without Zhao Yijing, the Tianhao Sect would have already wiped out the Agni Fire Cult.

Now that Zhao Yijing died in the hands of the sect master, the anger that had accumulated in the hearts of the disciples of the Tianhao Sect broke out completely.

"Leave Zhao Xuri to me!"

With the power of thunder and lightning in Donglai's fists, there was a crackling sound.

"You don't see enough, let me come! Watch me display Taixu sword energy, as domineering as the head!"

Wu Ming went hand in hand, chasing Zhao Xuri with Donglai.

Mo Jun touched his nose, not far from them, and whispered: "Do you think I don't exist?"

Zhao Xuri cried. With his usual temper, he had already jumped, and now he could only escape as fast as possible.

It is rare to meet a genius with good strength, and none of the core disciples of Tian Haozong are willing to show weakness.

A few hours later, more than 400 disciples of Agni Fire Sect died and fell, and none of them escaped.

(End of this chapter)