Extreme Grade Plundering System

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No wonder he looks familiar, and he can’t remember where he has seen him for a while.

The current Ziyin is completely different from the Ziyin temperament after 1000 years. Although there are prototypes of divine poise and sagelike features, there is no pressure from Sword Immortal.

At the beginning, in the Words of Legends plane, Mu Qingxiao and Taoist Ziyin also met several times, the latter impressed him extremely.

After all, Sword Immortal is also the most powerful house he has ever seen.

Especially the feeling of being completely invisible, unlike now, both people know that the strength of the other party is at a certain level.

The current Ziyin is middle-aged, but compared to 1000 years later, its appearance is still green, and it has black hair and long hair, not white.

“Fellow Daoist, is there something on the lower face?”

Seeing Mu Qingxiao keep staring at his face, Murong Ziying finally asked to be able to bear.

Shaking his head slightly, Mu Qingxiao smiled and said: “Fellow Daoist misunderstood, just think you are like an old man, so I looked a few more times.”

“so that’s how it is.”

Murong Ziying was dubious, and no longer asked much. He lifted the jug to fill the wine glasses of 2 people and sighed: “Look at the Fellow Daoist’s young age, but the cultivation base is so terrifying, I don’t know what sect or school?”

In fact, upon seeing Mu Qingxiao’s first glance, Murong Ziying mistakenly thought that the latter was an old monster stationed in the face, but after a few words of conversation, he immediately rejected it.

Although the latter’s talk is mature, it does not have the vicissitudes of Old Monster. He has always been accurate in looking at people. In his opinion, intuition will not deceive people.

As a result, Mu Qingxiao’s cultivation base is terrifying, giving him the feeling of living on a dog at an age.

“Under no Sect, no Faction, it’s just a fortuitous encounter that’s all.”

Slightly smiled, Mu Qingxiao didn’t say much, age can’t be used on undead people at all, but there is no deception, he really no Sect, no Faction.

“…”

Slightly nodded, Murong Ziying doesn’t ask too much, after all, fortunate encounter this thing, extremely mysterious and abstruse, and everyone has their own secrets.

After drinking the fine wine in the wine glass, Mu Qingxiao noticed that Murong Ziying’s saber on the table was an azure saber with a jade bead on it, elegant out of the ordinary.

Put the wine glass on the table, Mu Qingxiao lifts the head came, a flash of fine eyes flashed in his eyes, said: “Brother Murong, have some insights on Sword Dao, how about meeting friends with Yijian?”

It’s nice to say that I’m using a sword to meet friends. The hard point is to say that it’s a contest. See who has a deeper understanding on Sword Dao.

“Oh, Ijian will meet friends.”

Murong Ziying was a little surprised, and there was also a flash of surprise in his eyes. Didn’t expect the latter cultivation is also Sword Dao.

He can feel that Mu Qingxiao is very strong, and not generally strong, but he does not notice a breath of sword, and he does not know how high the latter has achieved on Sword Dao.

“Alright, since that’s the case, then we will stop here.”

Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao slightly smiled, Murong Ziying is very strong, just can be used as an opponent, let him test where his limits are.

“Then please ask Brother Murong to move, the bamboo forest a few miles outside the city is a good place to compete.”

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At this time, even at noon, ten thousand li was cloudless, and the scorching sun was empty.

A few miles away from Lin’An city, there is an open space in a huge bamboo forest. In the center of the open space are two silhouettes. The young people are white clothed and standing with their hands on their backs.

“Brother Murong, please!”

As soon as the words fell, Murong Ziying’s face became serious, and a terrible sword energy swept out from his within the body, rushing into the sky.

“Body Fusion 7-layer, it really is strong!”

Originally, Mu Qingxiao thought that the current Murong Ziying is the cultivation base of Body Fusion 4-5 layers at most. Didn’t expect still whispered him.

Moreover, the sword intent that broke out on Murong Ziying obviously has a deep understanding on Sword Dao.

“clank……”

The horrible sword intent hit, Mu Qingxiao also not to be outdone, Supreme sword intent soared into the sky, just standing there, but extremely dazzling, as if it had become a Divine Sword.

2 people did not take the lead in the sword first, but 2 completely different word intents enveloped the sky, and the creatures of several dozen li all trembling under these 2 word intents.

Not a person in cultivation, without enlightenment, naturally feel the coercion from the sword intent.

However, the demons and ghosts in several dozen li, and even some cultivators, were breathless under the pressure of 2 terrors.

In Lin’An city, I don’t know what sect or school, a group of cultivators surrounded, looked at each other in blank dismay, face deathly pale, looked towards the sky outside the city, the eyes are all grave expression.

“It’s a terrible imposing manner, just an imposing manner, there is an urge to worship me.”

“I don’t know which Sect’s powerhouse clashed. I hope it won’t spread to Lin’An.”

“This is the powerhouse. I don’t know how many years of cultivation are needed before we can reach such a strong point…”

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In the bamboo forest outside the city, feeling the terrible word intent between Heaven and Earth, Murong Ziying’s face was solemn, but his heart set off a stormy sea.

Mu Qingxiao’s horror is really beyond his expectations. The latter not only has a very deep cultivation, but even the comprehension on Sword Dao does not need him to be worse than even above him.

Although none of them had a sword, it was a simple temptation, but he could feel that the domineering and sharp in Mu Qingxiao sword intent seemed to be an emperor.

If there were any doubts before, now Murong Ziying has completely regarded Mu Qingxiao as an opponent of the same level.

“Brother Qingxiao, your cultivation base is slightly inferior to me, so you might as well move out first.”

In Murong Ziying’s tone, there is no meaning of underestimation at all, but it is full of dignity.

“In this case, Brother Murong, you have to be careful.”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qingxiao no longer grinded, slightly nodded, the middle finger and the index finger closed, one finger volleyed, and there were countless imaginary sword shadows around.

“Void Light Sword!”

In contrast to Murong Ziying, who owns five high realms, Mu Qingxiao did not dare to carelessly. Moreover, it was originally intended to test his own limits, and naturally impossible has reservations.

Looking at Mu Qingxiao, he could instantly condense countless imaginary sword shadows in words and deeds, and there was a trace of admiration in Murong Ziying’s eyes.

“xiu xiu…”

In the next second, countless imaginary sword shadows collectively shot Murong Ziying at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, whether it was formable power or power, it was extremely scary.

Murong Ziying looked calm, the azure sword crossed in front of him, Spiritual Qi was running, the sword body was in high-speed rotation in his hand, and a defensive barrier was launched.

“铿 clang …”

The sharp sword shadow collided with the barrier, constantly making a clear and loud sound, and at the same time a horrible sword energy storm, centered on Murong Ziying, swept all around.

“Leverage strength?”

Mu Qingxiao’s gaze narrowed slightly. The latter’s control was terrifying. While resisting Void Light Sword, he could actually fight back.

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