Great Sword Master

A shadow roamed in the gray atmosphere, in front.

A figure was carried by the sword light and passed by quickly, behind.

The shadow was the genius of the Wuxiang clan, and the figure carried by the sword light was Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't know where Long Qianqian was, but the Wuxiang clan knew it. Because he thought he was not strong enough, he did not participate in the action against Long Qianqian. So Chen Feng did not kill him, but asked him to lead the way.

Two figures passed by quickly, constantly crossing the battlefield of hundreds of clans.

Along the way, whenever there were dead bones attacking, they were defeated by invisible forces before they approached.

Immediately, there seemed to be a violent and vigorous roar, which instantly blasted out layers of sound waves, and an extremely terrifying sense of death instantly spread, covering all directions.

Then, it was vented like a flood.

Such an astonishing death force immediately made the Wuxiang clan genius's face change drastically, and he felt that he was shocked and oppressed to the point of being unbearable.

In front of him, a huge figure also appeared.

It was a figure with a very strange appearance, looking like a tiger with wings... skeleton.

Dead bones!

A dead skeleton that seemed to be pieced together and powerful, gave me the feeling that it was enough to kill me easily.

The dead bones roared as if they were crazy and pounced on the air. The speed was extremely fast and the power was extremely violent. The terrifying breath of death swept like a storm, roaring wantonly, and roaring out layers of cracks in the void.

Swift!

Violent!

Domineering!

It was as if the messenger of death pounced directly on me, which made people tremble with fear.

Unable to resist!

When the Wuxiang clan was horrified, they heard a sword sound that shook the world. In an instant, a blood-colored sword light suddenly appeared, and the extremely strong murderous intent broke through the air in an instant, causing the Wuxiang clan to tremble all over, their hearts and courage to break, and they felt as if they were falling into an ice cellar, and their whole bodies were stiff.

The next breath, the powerful dead bone was hit, pierced, and killed by the blood-colored sword light.

"One sword..."

The pupils of the Wuxiang clan genius and strong man shrank like needles, and he was even more horrified.

Just one sword directly killed the terrifying dead bone. The strength of this human sword cultivator is really terrible.

Before, although he knew that this human sword cultivator killed the Tiangu God Clan and Taimo Clan of the Eight Lock God Realm, he didn't know how to kill them. It was not until now that he understood.

One sword!

One strike!

A sure kill!

Feeling the terrifying sword power locked on him, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​finding a chance to escape, and only hoped that the human sword cultivator would keep his promise.

After all, it is well known that sword cultivators value their promises.

With this thought, the Wuxiang clan felt relieved and continued to move forward with Chen Feng.

"Sir, it's just ahead."

The Wuxiang clan member paused, appeared, and pointed to the front. It was an area with darker light. There were faintly visible broken walls and ruins standing. It can be inferred that there must have been a large number of buildings here before, but now they are completely dilapidated, like a ruin.

"Sir, this is the news I knew before. I don't know whether Long Qianqian is still alive."

The Wuxiang clan member also added, and then spoke again weakly.

"I...can I go?"

"Of course, I'll take you there."

A cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and in an instant, the sword light suddenly appeared, breaking through the air and killing in an instant. The Wuxiang clan was extremely frightened, and there was an indescribable sense of grief and anger growing from the depths of his heart, sweeping away like a raging tide.

Penetrate!

Kill!

Before dying, the Wuxiang clan stared at Chen Feng, as if questioning why Chen Feng broke his promise.

"If you are not of my race, your heart must be different..."

Chen Feng seemed to be talking to himself.

Let go?

How is it possible!

Although the Wuxiang clan and the human race do not have the same grudges as the Taimo clan and the Tiangu clan, they are definitely not on good terms. Once there is a chance, they will kill each other and gradually weaken their strength.

...

In a corner of a dilapidated hall, a figure was shrinking, shrinking his body as much as possible and restraining the fluctuations of his breath.

Like a piece of wood or a piece of stone.

Long Qianqian's face was pale, and her eyes were as sharp as the edge of a magic sword, but one could also see some fatigue in her eyes.

Chase!

After entering the battlefield of the Hundred Races, Long Qianqian also sought opportunities while honing herself.

Compared with Chen Feng, Long Qianqian was very famous in the battlefield of the Hundred Races. After all, she had been in the battlefield of the Hundred Races for hundreds of years. She had good talent and strong strength. Her swordsmanship was extremely murderous and superb. There were at least eight hundred geniuses of foreign races who died under her sword.

Even the geniuses and prodigies of the Taimo Clan and the Tiangu God Clan died under Long Qianqian's sword.

Hundreds of years of extreme killings have made Long Qianqian famous, or even a fierce reputation.

Moreover, Long Qianqian had obtained a great opportunity before, and recast the second-grade Dao Seed into the first-grade Dao Seed, and his talent, potential, foundation and even strength have all been greatly improved.

In this way, Long Qianqian is naturally more threatening to the alien races, and he is directly on the must-kill list of each race.

In fact, there is also a must-kill list among the human race, and the list records the famous geniuses of the alien races.

Kill him!

Bring back his corpse or some identity mark, and you can get a big reward and make a great contribution.

Converge!

Long Qianqian had previously practiced a secret method that could restrain her own breath to the greatest extent, avoiding the detection and search of soul thoughts. Under normal circumstances, she would be difficult to be found.

Under the secret method of restraining breath, Long Qianqian also took out a pill.

"The last one..."

This pill is a pill that combines healing and recovery. To some extent, it is equivalent to the advanced pill of the Great Rejuvenation Pill. During this period of time, she was hunted down by the strong men of various races, and she also killed many of them. Her strength was constantly consumed, and she was injured again and again. She had to take pills to speed up her recovery.

In this way, only the last pill was left.

Without any hesitation, the pill quickly dissolved after entering her mouth, and its medicinal power quickly spread to all parts of her body. The skills were quietly running, and her almost exhausted spirit, spirit, and Tao power were also recovering at an accelerated rate. The feeling was like a long drought meeting a sweet rain, and Long Qianqian narrowed his eyes slightly in comfort.

At the same time, a stream of soul thoughts swept across, constantly searching, and the sound of the wind kept coming.

"Long Qianqian... you are really good at hiding..."

After more than ten breaths, a voice suddenly sounded, and along with that voice came a palm print, which was pitch black, covering the sky and the sun, accompanied by a terrifying dark demonic intent, and struck down fiercely like destroying the world.

Long Qianqian's face changed drastically, and he jumped up instantly.

A beam of sword light containing extremely terrifying murderous intent instantly broke through the air from the scabbard, and pierced through everything and killed across the sky.

An invincible sword power permeated.

Cut!

The sword light killed like a waning moon cutting through the void, but Long Qianqian's body flew back in an instant.

There was a roar, the sword light shattered and collapsed, and the dark palm print that covered the sky and the sun also paused, and was immediately split and shot down to both sides.

Boom!

With a terrifying momentum, two dark palm prints fell and completely destroyed the ruined hall, turning it into powder, and even set off layers of waves of impact in all directions, bombarding Long Qianqian who was rapidly retreating.

Fortunately, the pill he had just refined restored a lot of his strength, so he was able to retreat in time.

"Die!"

An extremely cold voice suddenly sounded, and only saw a pitch-black arrow piercing through the void in an instant, like a dark thunderbolt that struck a string, and the shrill scream that pierced through at high speed made people's scalps numb.

The timing of the arrow was extremely accurate, just like an experienced and skilled hunter.

A fatal blow!

Long Qianqian's face changed drastically, and he was locked by the dark arrow like lightning and thunderbolt. His body and mind trembled violently, as if he had been pierced and shattered.

But Long Qianqian is not an ordinary person after all. He is a peerless genius who has fought in the battlefield of hundreds of races for hundreds of years and experienced many life-and-death battles. His life-and-death battles are extremely rich. Therefore, although his body and mind were locked, and he felt an indescribable sense of horror and horror, he did not lose his mind.

In just a moment, Long Qianqian reacted and immediately drew his sword.

The little Taoist power he had just recovered rushed out, and under the urging of his sword intent, the two swords fought. Suddenly, one sword condensed an unparalleled black light, and broke through the air with an extremely cold killing intent, meeting the black arrow that broke through the air and killed like a thunderbolt.

Contact!

Collision!

The power contained in that arrow was extremely powerful, and it seemed to have reached the level of the Eight Locks of the Dao Seed Realm.

If it were normal times, such power would naturally not be able to do anything to Long Qianqian.

But the problem is that at this moment, Long Qianqian's cultivation power is almost gone, and his own injuries have not healed. His overall condition is not good. Even though this sword burst out to resist and defeat the terrifying power of the arrow, it was counterattacked by the power contained in the arrow.

The sword body trembled!

A strong force rushed through the sword body and blocked Long Qianqian's momentum.

Then, a long black spear pierced through everything from another direction and broke through the air. It was a killing move with all its strength.

Long Qianqian's face was cold, his eyes were focused, and another sword that was ready to go out also came out.

Spear and sword collided!

In an instant, layers of energy exploded, the sound waves were piercing, and the surroundings collapsed.

Long Qianqian couldn't help but groan, and his body was thrown back immediately, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

In his heart, he unconsciously felt a sense of despair.

This time... I was completely surrounded by the demons. The demons who attacked were all very powerful, all of them were at the level of the Eight-Locking Dao Seed Realm.

Of course, if I hadn't been injured and my strength was almost exhausted, it wouldn't have come to this.

But there are no ifs.

After roaming the battlefields of hundreds of races, honing myself and seeking opportunities, Long Qianqian had already prepared for death, but she was very unwilling, unwilling because she hadn't become a heavenly genius yet, that was almost an obsession.

Even so, Long Qianqian had no intention of surrendering and waiting to die.

With two swords in hand, the sword intent was aroused. Even if the injury worsened and the strength was exhausted, and the whole body felt a wave of fatigue like a surging tide, but he would never admit defeat.

Die!

I want to die standing!

There were four figures around, all of them were powerful demons. They did not attack again. Instead, they formed a circle to surround Long Qianqian. Powerful and terrifying demonic thoughts locked onto Long Qianqian. The aura contained in each demonic thought was different, but all very shocking, eliminating the possibility of Long Qianqian escaping.

"Long Qianqian, although you are from the human race, I, Tai Mozhan, admire you very much."

One of the four figures has a body as tall as a magic mountain, with hands on his back and extremely broad shoulders. A wave of demonic power can reach the sky. Nine Dao locks like dark dragons surround the body. The power is terrifying and incomparable. He is a strong man from the Taimo Clan.

Too much magic!

His reputation is also extremely astonishing on the battlefield of hundreds of tribes.

Long Qianqian stared at Tai Mo Zhan, his eyes were cold and stern, and he said nothing. The nine shadows of Dao Locks surrounded him, because once he spoke, he might be discouraged. However, Long Qianqian was also very fearful in his heart, and even more desperate. The tide is coming.

Without this person, it would be difficult for the other demons to keep him.

But with this person here, the possibility of his escape is zero.

Just because the Tai Mo Zhan is a Tai Mo clan that condenses the first-level demon species, its strength is extremely powerful. Under normal circumstances, it is undoubtedly more powerful than the human race's first-level Dao species at the same level.

The reason why I was so seriously injured before was because of Tai Mo Zhan's hand.

Even with the strength of his heyday against Tai Mo Zhan, it is extremely difficult to remain undefeated, not to mention that he is now in a traumatized situation.

"Long Qianqian, I can give you a chance."

Long Qianqian didn't respond, and Tai Mozhan didn't care. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and continued.

"Submit to me and be driven by my Demonic Soul Seal. As long as you behave well, you can reach the Taoist Realm, not to mention the Taoist Master level."

Long Qianqian still didn't speak, but his eyes became colder and harsher.

"Oh, it looks like you don't want to. You have to know that this is a killing place..."

Tai Mozhan kept staring at Long Qianqian, and when he saw the look in her eyes, he knew what her response would be, and he immediately smiled coldly.

"Forget it, take her down, remember, she can't be killed or crippled, it's useful."

"yes!"

The other three responded in unison and burst into flames instantly.

I saw the troll tribesman surrounded by eight dark chains suddenly blast out with a palm. The dark palm print covered the sky, carrying an extremely terrifying power. It crushed everything and covered everything with a sudden bombardment. It seemed to be like a sudden blow. The attack directly killed Long Qianqian and reduced him to rubble.

Of course, this is not really the case, it is just to suppress Long Qianqian.

After all, this is Tai Mozhan's order.

Not to mention that their cultivation and strength are not as good as Tai Mozhan. Even if they are at the same level, they must obey Tai Mozhan's orders, because among the demon clan, Tai Mozhan is the king and the most respected.

This is determined by nature.

Long Qianqian burst into flames again, and a flash of blood suddenly shot out of his body, burning like fuel on a fire.

But it is a secret method!

A secret method that burns one's own essence and blood. This secret method burns one's own essence and blood. It cannot last long, otherwise it will damage the foundation. Therefore, in most cases, those who master this kind of secret method will not use it at all, only when they have to. .

Long Qianqian had already used it once before to break out of the siege.

In fact, it is not suitable to use it again in a short period of time, but now, I don't care so much, because if you don't use it, you will only be suppressed. Once suppressed, life and death cannot be controlled, what will happen then?

It’s hard to say!

It is very likely that they will be forcibly enslaved by the other party and cannot help themselves.

combustion!

Burn regardless of anything, even if it means losing yourself.

Blood light rushed up, burning like a flame.

At the same time, the originally exhausted power was also stimulated, constantly emerging from all parts of the body, as if it had been squeezed out to the extreme, poured into the two swords, the blood was blazing, and it was suddenly slashed out, immediately killing that one The dark palm prints were chopped into pieces.

Immediately, Long Qianqian rushed away without any hesitation.

Such a speed should be comparable to the heyday.

So that the other two demons had no time to react.

"Want to escape!"

A cold light flashed in Tai Mo Zhan's demon eyes, and then he snorted coldly. He suddenly exploded and struck out across the air like a rolling demon cloud. The force was heavy and powerful. The last attack came first, and he immediately bombarded Long Qianqian. He was helpless. To dodge, you can only regret it.

boom!

Under the shock of the explosion, Long Qianqian's body was immediately thrown to the side, and the blood on his body also shattered.

"Long Qianqian, if I want to enslave Tai Mo Zhan, I will enslave you. You can't escape. Take him down for me."

Tai Mozhan once again put his hands behind his back and shouted.

"yes!"

The trolls responded quickly, jumped away, and reached forward with their big hands to grab Long Qianqian, who was injured again.

A sudden change occurred!

There seemed to be a sound of wind coming out of nowhere and blowing towards me.