Deity of the Cursed Sword

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The fierce killing lasted from early morning to afternoon, and the sunset was about to fall.

Throughout the square of Qingyunmen, blood was flowing into the river with broken limbs and broken arms. Whether it is the Qingyun Gate or the Demon Church, all deaths and injuries are heavy! Compared with the original, the fighting time is longer and the fighting situation is more tragic. Dead people, more!

Full of blood red!

Although Daoxuan is no longer good, but holding the ancient sword of Zhuxian, the power is still horrified. So far, nearly ten elder-level figures of the Demon Church have died in his hands!

Even the ghost king Zong died of three disciples because of Daoxuan!

Holding Zhuxian, covered with blood, although Dao Xuan is close to being exhausted with oil, but no one dares to underestimate the explosive power ...

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"Hey! It's my turn to play finally."

Chu Tian slowly walked out of the Yuqing Hall, watching the situation on the field.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, Chu Tian's thoughts have been guarding this. The dozens of female disciples in Xiaozhufeng did not suffer any casualties under the care of Chu Tian. This is what Chu Tian cares most about.

In fact, no one thought that more than 200 people of Xiaozhufeng's generation, Dao Xuan, had a high level of morality.

In the fierce fighting, no one remembered this, and no one would associate Xiaozhufeng with the word "passing the enemy" ...

"Uncle Daoxuan! I'll help you!"

Chu Tian took three steps and made two steps and ran to Daoxuan's side. Not waiting for Daoxuan to speak, Chu Tian grabbed the ancient sword of Zhuxian in Daoxuan's hands.

"You—!" Dao Xuan had just prepared to say something, and suddenly he was stunned. He couldn't figure it out, how could Chu Tian be safe? Actually, holding the Zhuxian sword?

Even if he entered Taiqing, he dared to control Zhuxianjian!

Chu Tian approached Daoxuan and said with only two people: "Daoxuan, didn't you ask before, why didn't I come? I'm here."

Chu Tian smiled strangely, and Daoxuan opened his eyes wide!

"You! You! You are !!!"

Chu Tian smiled and said, "Just know it, go with peace of mind, Qingyun Gate, I will take care of it for you, it will definitely be more exuberant than your current."

"Fuck--"

Dao Xuan was too late to attack, and Chu Tian's thoughts quickly attacked Dao Xuan's brain. Dao Xuan suddenly felt dizzy, and the brain repair was destroyed by Chu Tian, ​​and he died ...

Chu Tian hugged Dao Xuan, pretending to have a sorrowful expression, shouting: "Master! Master! Master, you must cheer up !!!"

"Head !!!"

Everyone at Qingyun Gate did not expect that Daoxuan was actually dead!

Looking at Daoxuan covered with blood, everyone felt a sorrow in his heart. Although Dao Xuan got the foundation, he destroyed Qingyunmen's reputation. However, Daoxuan struggled in blood, and he was still a good leader of Qingyun Gate, a respectable leader.

A kind of disciples of Qingyunmen, wailing and sorrowing in pain, sorrowful pain ...

However, at this time, Chu Tian made an action that no one thought of.

Put down the body of Daoxuan, and let Daoxuan lie in the pool of blood. Chu Tian raised the Zhuxian sword high and stroked gently. A bright sword gas flew into the sky and flew towards the seal above!

Then the second, third, fourth ...

In a short moment, Chu Tian wielded the seven, seven, forty-nine sword, and the mysterious lines perfectly matched with the seal above, and the upper seal sealed the large array of energy of the Zhuxian sword array, broken!

"Brother Chu Tian! How could you--!" A Qingyunmen disciple shouted in surprise.

Chu Tian looked heavy and pretended to say: "Actually, this time I was in a vacant mountain, and I had a chance. I also broke through the Taiqing, but I never said it. Hey! If I came out a little sooner, I might not be dead . "

"What! Taiqing !!" a disciple shouted.

"Chu Tianshi's nephew actually entered the Taiqing realm!" Shouted another elder.

"Chu Tianshi's nephew! It's amazing!"

"Qingyunmen has hope !!!"

"..."

Roaring constantly.

Chu Tian pretended to have a sorrowful expression, slowly rising towards the sky, standing in the sky.

Zhu Xianjian gently waved, and a sword spirit appeared across the square.

Awesome!

overbearing!

Compared to the Zhuxian sword array exhibited by Daoxuan, it is actually a little stronger!

"People, as long as I am Chu Tian, ​​Qingyun can't die!" Chu Tian said aloud, the sound was endless, and he was moving around!

Everyone looked at Chu Tian with respectful eyes. Looking at this, he is extremely talented, comparable to the disciples of Green Leaf Patriarch! ——No, now he is no longer a disciple!

Saved the whole Qingyun Gate, dancing the ancient sword of Zhuxian! Only under the leadership of Chu Tian, ​​Qingyun Gate can be more prosperous!

Everyone has positioned Chu Tian as the next leader!

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Chu Tian looked at the crowd below.

A total of four people died.

For the remaining three factions, there are only thirty people left in each faction.

And Qingyunmen, except for the people of Xiaozhufeng, only fifty people survived.

The strength of the monk, fighting for nearly a day, this level is also expected. All the unpleasant people and forces were completely eliminated, and Chu Tian looked comfortable.

In general, Chu Tian feels very satisfied with this game.

Qinglong made a look at the following, and Qinglong suddenly ordered, saying:

"withdraw!!!"

No one responded!

Ghost King Zong's people run faster than Meteor! I didn't see how they contributed when I just fought, but now I run away, faster than anyone else!

In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared, leaving everyone else on the mountain!

"Fuck your grandfather's ghost king sect!"

"Your grandmother! Ruthless and unjust!"

"Lao Zi fights with you!"

"No! Why did Mrs. Sanmiao leave !?"

"..."

Everyone below panicked.

At this moment, Chu Tian's Zhuxian sword finally lifted!

Sitting on the head of Qingyun Gate, you must have some merit. Why is there such a small accomplishment in the annihilation of Demon Sect? Even if he is not an apprentice of Daoxuan, sitting on the head, no one dares to talk nonsense!

The ray of light on the Zhuxian sword rushed to the sky, and hundreds of millions of small swords in the air danced quickly. Chu Tian did not urge Zhuxian sword array. In Chu Tian's view, that thing was too rigid and too lacking in change.

Chu Tian used his sword to kill the enemy!

Countless small lightsabers condensed in the air. Under the control of Chu Tian, ​​there was no deviation. Each sword would penetrate the body of the person below, instead of blindly shooting.

Zhu Xianjian gently waved.

Sorry--!

"Demons, fuzhu!"