Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 433 Three Swords Blood Killing
Tong Zhihui was like all her disciples, she couldn't avoid the cold wind, did she really want to die?
Thinking of this, Tong Zhihui's vitality erupted, her martial soul circulated, and rushed into the sword body frantically. The violent sword energy was like falling meteors, sweeping towards the cold wind frantically.

"Blood kill!"

Leng Feng raised his long sword high and murmured softly, a blood-red color slowly emerged and became stronger in an instant, swirling around the sword.

At the same time, the surrounding air began to fluctuate, and there were bursts of trembling sounds. The air flow seemed to gradually materialize, and the surging spiritual energy continued to gather towards the sword body, and a suffocating aura began to emanate. Soul.

Tong Zhihui's jade face changed wildly, and she clearly felt a powerful sword force gathering, which actually gave her a strong sense of oppression.

"fall!"

The long sword fell, and the terrifying sword energy pulled the power of the four directions, like the collapse of the sky, and collided fiercely with Tong Zhihui's sword light.

In an instant, a horrifying scene appeared. Tong Zhihui's powerful and fast sword energy, like rotten wood, was continuously shattered by the cold wind's bloody sword light, and violent roars erupted.

Tong Zhihui only felt an overwhelming force rushing towards her. She instinctively resisted with the huge sword, but was directly knocked out, and blood was sprayed before it hit the ground, like a rain of blood, falling on the ring.

Boom!
Tong Zhihui landed heavily on the ring, staggered a few steps back, pierced the ground with her long sword, and forcibly drew a sword mark several meters away, only then did she stabilize her figure.

She only felt that her chest was still heaving violently, and with a wow, several mouthfuls of blood spewed out again.

"hiss!"

Looking at this scene, there were countless voices of astonishment from all around.

The cold wind that had been tightly suppressed suddenly burst out with a strong attack, which not only shattered Tong Zhihui's sword energy, but also sent it flying, causing her to vomit blood.

This……

Is Leng Feng's fighting power so monstrous?

Yueyimen, are they all evildoers?

Defeating Tong Luan was already a bit unbelievable, perhaps because Leng Feng's eyesight and rhythm just restrained the opponent, and the last move seemed to be "distracted" by Tong Lun, so he was defeated by Leng Feng.

However, in the face of Tong Zhihui, Leng Feng once again gained the upper hand, and even overwhelmed the two great Xuanzun seventh-level warriors. This is definitely not just restraint, but absolute strength.

"it is good!"

In the direction of Yueyimen, Fatty Xuan continued to applaud, "Brother Lengfeng, come on."

Leng Jianfeng was also very pleased, and at the same time looked at Mo Chen, who responded with a calm smile, everything was self-evident.

Leng Jianfeng nodded, knowing Mo Chen was indeed the luckiest thing in his life.

"Blood kill!"

Leng Feng has been silent in his sword posture, one sword fell, and the second sword began to condense again, slashing down expressionlessly.

The sword energy surged, and the surrounding space seemed to become an ocean, surging continuously, setting off a terrifying cyclone, and instantly enveloped it.

Tong Zhihui's jade face was pale. Although the cold wind was only at the peak level of Xuanzun's sixth level, she felt an irresistible feeling when facing the falling cyclone. That feeling spread uncontrollably and crazily, and finally formed a sense of fear.

She gritted her teeth secretly, hoping to forcibly block the opponent's sword energy with her own realm.

"Blue Light Sword Art!"

Tong Zhihui Cui unleashed all his strength, and the vast Yang-like sword energy surged out like thunder and lightning, trying to disperse the cold wind's cyclone.

However, the strange thing is that Tong Zhihui's erupting sword energy was completely swallowed up by the cold wind's cyclone, which was swallowed up by Tong Zhihui's sword energy, and the terrifying cyclone was like a giant beast, directly engulfing Tong Zhihui's sword energy, and slammed down viciously.

Tong Zhihui turned pale with shock, and instinctively retreated back again. The terrifying cyclone directly bombarded the arena, and the sky was filled with rubble, and the terrible cracks began to spread.

While the cyclone bombarded the arena, the powerful aftermath directly slapped Tong Zhihui's body, knocking her back a few steps again.

"hiss!"

At this moment, the audience was silent, completely silent, deeply shocked by the strong sword energy of the cold wind.

Even those warriors in the Saint King realm were shocked again and again. Although the power of the cold wind's sword energy was not huge, the rules of the traction made them feel huge waves in their hearts.

The laws of heaven and earth are definitely the most difficult power to master, but this cold wind actually pulls out such a terrifying aura. Under the sword moves, the rules change, and there are thousands of ways, and the changes are endless.

"Blood kill!"

The cold wind opened his mouth again, and the third blood kill condensed again. At this moment, the blood red color began to spread out from his body, and continued to condense on the sword body. The terrifying sword power seemed to rise to a higher level again. The faces of those elders changed drastically, and they felt a strong threat coming.

call out!
The last sword glow whizzed down, as if gathering all the sword intent that Leng Feng had comprehended, the bloody sword glow suddenly burst, one divided into two, two turned into three, three gave birth to all things, and fell down densely.

"Blue Light Sword Art—Explode!"

Tong Zhihui felt a deep sense of fear of death, her martial soul was completely opened, and all the vitality that roared like a sea was sprayed out, and it also condensed into ten thousand sword qi, which exploded continuously in the air.

That terrifying aura is definitely not weaker than that of Xuanzun's eighth-layer realm, but the cold wind's sword aura keeps shattering it.

Tong Zhihui watched in horror as the sword aura she propped up was shattered layer by layer, and watched in horror as the endless bursts of sword aura were shattered and dissipated continuously.

"No!"

Tong Zhihui yelled in horror, and in her bursting pupils, she could only see the bloody sword light in the sky, and nothing else, she could only watch herself being swallowed up by it in an instant.

Rumble!
The roar was like thunder, and the explosion sounded from the arena, and the entire arena collapsed under the terrifying sword energy, stirring up broken stones all over the sky, and spreading in all directions with the strong aftermath.

After a long time, the aftermath of the sword's force subsided, and the entire arena had long since ceased to exist, replaced by a deep pit, and Tong Zhihui's figure was lying in the deep pit, covered in blood, her breath was weak, and she was still spitting out Bloodstains, obviously seriously injured, I am afraid that it will be difficult to fight.

Quiet, silent, the scene fell into deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned in shock, looking at the ring in horror, their brains went blank and it was difficult to function.

The bloody killing with three swords completely deterred everyone, even those warriors in the sage state were stunned, deeply shocked by the power of the rules communicated by the cold wind.

At this moment, everything seems to have stopped, and a needle can be heard.

"The Dao is as simple as it is, all things are born from the three, and any Taoism will return to the original and return to the truth, and integrate the sword intent, and you will go one step further!" Mo Chen's voice suddenly remembered that it really fell into everyone's ears in this silent scene.

Mo Chen's words resounded in Leng Feng's ears like a bell in the evening, shining like thousands of rays of light on his understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he had grasped something, he hurriedly closed his eyes, and felt the feeling of the previous moment, as if in the depths of the night, the front was completely illuminated.

hum!
boom!
Daoist rays of light echoed around Leng Feng's body, as if being restrained by a force, they gradually poured into Leng Feng's body. In an instant, there was a soft sound, and Xuanzun's seventh-fold coercion rolled away.

The shocked crowd around them were shocked by the coercion of the cold wind, and suddenly they were in an uproar.

"He, he actually broke through!"

"Three sword bloody kills, breakthrough in battle, what a comprehension this is!"

Amidst the sound of shock, there was undisguised astonishment and a deep sense of envy.

Leng Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he thanked Mo Chen, then landed on the ring, and walked towards Tong Zhihui.

Qiu Hong's old face changed suddenly, and he said eagerly: "Sect Master."

Zishan Taoist's face was not very good-looking either, it was livid, and he had the tendency to follow the trend, but he finally endured it.

"Tong Zhihui didn't admit defeat, I, we have no right to save each other." Taoist Zishan gritted his teeth.

"By the time we can save each other, Tong Zhihui will be dead." Qiu Hong said in a deep voice, with a hint of dissatisfaction and determination in his voice.

The moment the voice fell, Qiu Hong rushed out like a sword light, trying to take advantage of the situation to save Tong Zhihui.

However, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and before he could react, he was shot flying, and landed heavily in the crowd of Purple Cloud Sect, knocking them down.

"Taoist Zishan, could it be that your Purple Cloud Sect wants to violate the rules?" The person who made the attack was naturally Mo Chen. He had been keeping an eye on Qiu Hong, just to prevent him from taking the opportunity to make a move. Thousands of vines swept him away and sent him flying.

"Qiu Hong." Taoist Zishan glared at Qiu Hong coldly, wanting to reprimand him, but he saw Qiu Hong spit out blood, and the blood flowed from his lower abdomen like a flower blooming.

His ashen complexion became even more ugly in an instant, and he came to Qiu Hong's side with a little step, and with the spread of consciousness, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Mo Chen, how dare you destroy Sect Master Qiu's dantian!" Zishan Taoist looked ferocious, his vigor surged, and he locked onto Mo Chen with murderous intent.

Mo Chen turned a blind eye to his killing intent, and said with a disdainful smile: "Your Majesty saved him with good intentions. If you let him rush to the ring, it would be to interfere with the rules of Tianzong's extreme realm, and the result would not only be as simple as shattering the dantian. Speaking of which, Ziyun Sect has to thank this young master for saving the life of a deputy suzerain for you, of course, this young master does not leave his name for his good deeds, so there is no need to thank you."

The light and fluttering words made Ziyunzong furious, destroying the deputy lord's dantian, and even wanting them to thank them, this is simply too much deception.

Taoist Zishan wished to tear Mo Chen to pieces immediately. He was the deputy suzerain of Ziyun Sect, the second strongest person, and it was very likely that he would enter the realm of Saint Monarch in a short period of time, bringing the overall strength of Ziyun Sect to another level.

But this Mo Chen was lucky, he directly abolished his dantian, and threatened to ask Ziyunzong to thank him.

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, Taoist Zishan stomped the sole of his foot, as if he wanted to bully him.

But Mo Chen's voice resounded leisurely, "Luofengshan, Luoxian Pavilion is also considered as the host of the Tianzong Extreme Realm this time, do you want to watch someone make trouble? This is the accident principle of Luoxian Pavilion?"

Luofengshan sighed in his heart, not to mention how monstrous Mo Chen's talent and strength are, the city alone is enough to make people pay attention.

He has used the extreme rules several times to destroy the opponent's dantian, and even killed the opponent. No matter how the rules change, he can use them. The depth of this city is terrifying.

At this moment, Qiu Hong had indeed violated the rules of the Extreme Realm. If Luoxian Pavilion did not make a statement and spread the word, his majesty would be severely damaged after all.

Even if he can unify the Wuwang Territory and establish the Wuwang Dynasty, he may not be able to convince the entire Wuwang Territory.

"Zishan Sect Master, please calm down. It's important to send your deputy Sect Master to heal your wounds first. Some debts will be settled sooner or later." Luo Fengshan said the last sentence through voice transmission.

Taoist Zishan heard the words, and gradually suppressed his anger, he snorted coldly at Mo Chen, and then walked towards Qiu Hong
(End of this chapter)