Royal Guard

Chapter 270 Meet Ren Woxing Again

Just when Jiang Hailong was confronting the Unfeeling Patriarch, one of the spectators thousands of miles away was also staring at Jiang Hailong.

"This person... this person...has the supernatural power of thunder...has the fast movement...why is this person so similar to Ren Woxing in the Immortal Mansion? The tone of his speech and the way he strikes are all exactly the same, but... it's just them looks different..."

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you? Do you know that monk?" The friend next to the monk asked doubtfully.

"Do you remember what I told you about letting me go?"

"Remember, the lunatic in the Immortal Mansion of Jiuyou Jidi a hundred years ago killed many people from the three major sects. Could it be that this person is the one who let me do it? But didn't you say that he couldn't get out of the Immortal Mansion?"

"I don't know either. I just feel that they are very similar. The way they strike, the tone of speech, and the magical powers they use are all very similar. I just don't know if his sword is the same..."

"That's right, didn't you say that there is a sense of Taoism in the sword technique of Ren Woxing?"

"Keep watching, I'm just skeptical now..." The two stopped talking, but continued to watch the battle.

Jiang Hailong didn't tell Patriarch Jueqing his own name, because he really thought Patriarch Rueqing was not qualified to know his name, and if he wasn't continuing to recover from his injuries, he wouldn't be interested in talking to such a deadly person. .

The Unfeeling Ancestor didn't seem to be angry either, he was calm and calm, and he had a good grasp of the overall situation. He smiled and said, "Since you don't want to say it, then I can only pluck your soul and search your memory." After turning over, a sword suddenly appeared in his hand. This sword was dark green in color and about three feet three inches long. When the sword came out, the sky changed.

That's right, as soon as the sword came out, the entire sky changed color, the wind was surging, and the sword intent was overwhelming.

"Ninth Grade Spiritual Sword!" All the people watching the battle in the distance gasped. Ninth Grade Spiritual Sword is very rare in the Earth Immortal Realm, and there are at most one or two pieces in those first-class sects. He is tall, but he also possesses the ninth-grade spiritual sword, and it is he who owns the ninth-grade spiritual sword, so he is famous in the earth and fairy world.

"The old man has been immersed in the way of swords all his life, and he created the nineteen unfeeling swords. In the immortal world, except for the masters of the catastrophe, the masters of the late Mahayana, even the masters of the Mahayana Dzogchen, few people can catch the old man's nine swords. I just don't know. You can catch it today. How many swords?" The unfeeling patriarch smiled softly, Jiang Hailong didn't pay attention to him, although he escaped from his absolute domain, but after all he didn't use his full strength, a little Void Returning cultivator, he thought, one sword is enough Hack!
Jiang Hailong's eyes were cold, and after a sneer, a sword appeared in his hand, a fifth-grade spiritual sword.

"This sword... is the sword that I can do as I please!" The man who had been staring at Jiang Hailong finally whispered.

"Is it really up to me? He's not dead? He came out?"

"I don't know, don't ask me, I don't know what's going on. But that sword is definitely a sword that I can do whatever I want!"

"Keep watching. If the swordsmanship is the same, then they are the same person." Both of them are casual cultivators, and they didn't rush to say anything, but continued to wait for a miracle to appear.

After seeing Jiang Hailong take out a fifth-grade spiritual sword, the Unfeeling Patriarch suddenly laughed dumbfounded and shook his head: "I thought you would have some good magic weapon, so you can't even take the old man's sword!"

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Jiang Hailong licked his lips. It's not time to take out the fairy sword. If he wants to kill this absolute ancestor, he has no certainty. Only by surprise can he win. Therefore, the fairy sword is his biggest killer. .

Above the starry sky, a man and a bird were also watching the battle. Of course the bird was Lark, and that man was of course Lin Yi.

"It's so boring, the master won't let me do it, how can it be so troublesome to let me do it, it's just a small Mahayana minor repair, ahhh, so boring..."

"Someone is flying over..." Lin Yi looked back, because he saw three masters flying over from the starry sky.

"The master said that he would not let in or let out. Has someone finally come? Alas, come closer, come closer, I want to suck their primordial spirit, it's delicious..." Bai Ling'er had already I found someone flying over, but I ignored it.

Lin Yi felt his scalp tingling, he didn't know what level this bird was, but he couldn't move half a step in front of this little bird!
Outside the Dixing Gate, the Jueqing Patriarch swung his sword and shouted violently at the same time: "Jueqing's sword destroys humanity!"

With a sound of "buzz", a hundred feet away, with the sword of the Rueqing Patriarch, a white glow about a hundred feet long was directly formed out of thin air. The white glow fell like a meteor, like an aurora flashing. From the sky, it fell towards the top of Jiang Hailong's head.

"Wow!~" There was a loud bang from the people in the distance, the white light seemed to have formed a substance, as if the three-foot-three-inch spirit sword suddenly became bigger, and it was cut with one sword, even though it was hundreds of meters away. , but it also descended on Jiang Hailong's head in an instant.

Jiang Hailong never expected that the unfeeling patriarch's sword was so fast, and the power contained in the sword light was also extremely terrifying. He faintly felt that if he was really struck by the sword light, his body might be divided into pieces. two.

So he didn't dare to take it hard, he didn't dare to use his body to block it.

Of course, he didn't panic, because he had expected this sword. Lin Yi had told him along the way that the Rueqing Patriarch had nineteen Rueqing swords, each sword's method, power, etc. Lin Yi They all told Jiang Hailong.

That's why the Unfeeling Ancestor slashed out with his sword, and when it landed on his head, he also slashed out with a sword at the same time.

There was no gorgeous sword light, and there was no slight sound. Jiang Hailong just touched a sword flower, and a subtle sword energy collided with the sword light in an instant.

With a sound of "Beng", the moment the two sword qis intersected, there was a loud sound of "Beng Beng" in the sky, and everyone saw that the two sword lights were about to separate at the touch. Jiang Hailong's sword energy also seemed to bounce back.

"Pfft..." Jiang Hailong was crushed by the force of the shock and fell down. At the same time, he vomited blood. There were tiny cracks on the body of the fifth-grade spiritual sword. The second sword!

"Huh?" The unfeeling patriarch didn't move, and let out a soft hey, he didn't take any damage at all, his sword light was able to be bounced back and dissipated in the air, the most important thing is, his sword , didn't even smash the opponent's fifth-grade spirit sword!

"He's letting me do it, he's just letting me do it!" The casual cultivator in the distance finally became shocked. When Jiang Hailong raised his sword to block just now, the sword aura that Jiang Hailong emitted was exactly the same as the sword aura in the Immortal Mansion back then , are silent swords.

"Let me do it..." The other person's eyes flashed, his eyes kept rolling, and he didn't know what to think about.

At this time, the Rueqing Patriarch spoke again: "You are also a sword cultivator, but you also have some sword skills, so I will give you another sword!" The Rueqing Patriarch continued to smile. Instead of revealing it, he swung his sword again and said, "The second sword of heartlessness is death without life!"

"Om!~" The Baizhang sword light was generated again, but when the sword came out, although it was one sword light, when it fell into Jiang Hailong's eyes, there were tens of thousands of lights, and he felt that he was enveloped by that sword light in all directions , there is no escape, no escape.

"There is an illusion attack in this sword!" Jiang Hailong gasped. He knew that this sword could not be dodged no matter what, and even if he blocked it with a fifth-grade spiritual sword, he would definitely not be able to stop it. .

"It's now, he must think that I can't dodge this sword, what a good chance!" Jiang Hailong took a deep breath, and when he watched the sword glow all over the sky come down, he smiled strangely at the heartless patriarch.

"Huh?" Patriarch Rueqing was still silent in the power of this sword. He was [-]% sure that he would kill this person with one sword, but he saw that this person was still facing him in this situation. When laughing, a bad premonition suddenly rose!

Sure enough, just when the sword light hit Jiang Hailong's head, Jiang Hailong disappeared out of thin air with a strange smile.

That's right, it disappeared in an instant, whether it was the body or the breath, it disappeared in an instant, replaced by a jet-black pagoda the size of a palm, which took the second ruthless sword forcefully!

"Bang!" The people watching the battle in the distance only saw Jiang Hailong disappearing suddenly, and the small tower appeared, and the sword light struck the small tower, making a loud noise and dazzling white light.

However, the moment the dazzling white light appeared, the small tower disappeared, and Jiang Hailong's figure escaped again, jumping to the Rueqing Patriarch in an instant at an extremely fast speed.

"Looking for death!" Although the unfeeling patriarch didn't know why Jiang Hailong disappeared out of thin air, but Jiang Hailong dared to attack him in close quarters, he was looking for death, so as soon as Jiang Hailong came over, he let out a smirk and slashed diagonally. Chop down.

This time, there was no sword light, only the close-up sword cutting.

"Unfeeling old man, take my sword too!" Jiang Hailong looked up to the sky and shouted loudly: "Swinging the sword, the will of heaven, the will of the earth, the desire of man, there is no life in swinging the sword..."

With a sound of "buzz", Jiang Hailong's hands trembled, and a huge fairy aura appeared instantly. This fairy aura drove the dark clouds in the sky and shook the ground under his feet. The sky-shattering breath sweeps across thousands of miles!

"Immortal Artifact!" The Jueqing Patriarch screamed, the Sima Sect Master also trembled all over, and the people who watched the battle from a distance were shocked by the fairy spirit and retreated again and again, incomparably horrified!
"Eat my sword!" Jiang Hailong was incredibly fast, with the speed of crossing the catastrophe period, his shot was the strongest blow, the strongest sword!
With a sound of "collapse", the Ninth Grade Spiritual Sword of the Unfeeling Patriarch instantly shattered into pieces the moment it hit the fairy sword. At the same time, Jiang Hailong's sword power remained undiminished, and continued to chop...

"Pfft..." The right arm of the Jueqing Patriarch holding the spirit sword was cut off ruthlessly, followed by his right rib and chest...

Under this sword, the body of the unfeeling patriarch, like tofu being cut, was split into two in an instant!
"Ah!~" Shocking screams came out, the Rueqing Patriarch made a careless move, capsized the gutter, and Nascent Soul flew out in horror.

"You can't run away!" Jiang Hailong had been waiting for the Nascent Soul of the Rueqing Patriarch, so as soon as the Nascent Soul escaped, he puffed up his cheeks, dilated his pupils, and let out a terrifying roar from his throat...

Hohoho... The supernatural powers that can only overcome the soul, the angry dragon roars!
(End of this chapter)