Peerless Sword God

"Okay." Nine Lives Sword Ancestor no longer insisted.

"Lin Chen, let's leave now." Mr. Mo was as straightforward as ever.

"Yes." Lin Chen nodded, then walked out of Qitian Hall with Mr. Mo, Ancient Demon Qi Feng and Ye Ming Dao Demon, and then flew away in a flying boat.

"I'm going to retreat."

Xiao Huo saw Cheap Daddy and the others leaving, and went to seclusion in a hurry. He muttered, "I won't leave seclusion until I become a half-step saint this time."

Qing Fengying smiled, then said hello to Tianle and the Nine Ming Sword Ancestors, and went back to retreat.

Tianle and the other five looked at each other and said to the Nine Ming Sword Ancestor: "We are going to practice too."

The Nine-Life Sword Ancestor nodded and said: "Okay, Lin Chen just said, if you have any questions about cultivation, feel free to ask me, don't be polite."

Tianle and the other five nodded with a smile, and then went back.

After watching them go back, Nine Lives Sword Ancestor called for Old Man Kuzhu: "I'm going to go to Yanxia Cave, but I'll leave you with the affairs within the sect."

"Sect Master, aren't you going into seclusion?" Old Man Kuzhu asked hesitantly.

"Although Lin Chen and the others were able to deal with Wuma Yan and the others, there are still more powerful opponents than these two, so I want to see if I can join forces with the Yanxia Cave Master and the others to find out the whereabouts of those people." Nine Lives Sword Ancestor explained.

"I see, Sect Master, you can rest assured. I will definitely manage the sect's affairs with all my heart." Old Man Kuzhu said.

"Yes." The Nine Ming Sword Ancestor rolled up his white sleeves and turned into a sword light, flying high into the sky towards the Yanxia Cave.

…

Groan!

Outside a world city, a sword howl sounded like spring thunder, and a sword energy as fierce as fire arose.

The beam of light was ten thousand feet high, covering the scorching sun.

After about two breaths, the sword energy beam dispersed, and the corpse of a half-step holy god fell. His abdomen was empty, his dantian had long been destroyed, and his energy and spirit were completely gone.

The half-step Holy God corpse smashed a huge hole into the ground, with a radius of thousands of feet. It was surrounded by spider web-like cracks and broken corpses one after another. Many of them were Nine Paths in life. Divine Ancestor.

At this moment, there was deathly silence in World City, and hundreds of millions of cultivators looked at the flaming figure in the air in horror, as if looking at the god of death, and many people fainted from fear.

call!

The sword wind suddenly rose and the flames dispersed, revealing a half-step holy genius wearing flame runes. It was Wu Ma Feng, who claimed to have unparalleled swordsmanship.

He stood on the fire cloud, his posture was proud, his unruly eyes were filled with pride, and he was holding the divine weapon of his destiny, the inferior supreme treasure Flame Hell Sword.

Glancing at the corpse of the Half-Step Holy God in the giant pit with a contemptuous expression, he laughed loudly and said: "It is indeed the Half-Step Holy God of the ruined world. He is vulnerable to a single blow and cannot even hit me with ten moves."

When the hundreds of millions of cultivators in World City heard this, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and fell to their knees one after another: "Young Master, please spare your life, Young Master, please spare your life."

Wu Mafeng looked at the city tower with the broken formation runes flashing, and glanced at everyone in the city as if he were looking at ants, and said: "You all listen to me clearly, this is the seventh half-step Holy God I have killed, as for you , if you want to survive, answer my question, where was the sword donor that day?”

When the cultivators in the city heard this, they all shook their heads desperately: "I don't know, we don't know. Please forgive us, Master."

"Is it true that no one knows?"

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Ma Feng's eyes became sinister, and his words were filled with endless murderous intent: "Although you are ants, I disdain to kill them, but if you dare to deceive you, you will all die."

"The God-killing Realm, he was in the God-killing Realm a few years ago, but he left later, and no one knows where he went after that." A human genius shouted in a trembling voice.

"Why is it the God-killing Realm again?"

Wu Ma Feng's slightly thin face showed a hint of anger, because the seven half-step saints he had killed before had all said similar things, but no one knew Lin Chen's current whereabouts.

At this moment, a gentle voice came out from a piece of delicate jade he was wearing on his hand: "Brother Feng, come to me quickly. There is a person here who is a friend of the Sword God Ancestor's friend that day."

"Brother Yan, wait a minute, I'll be here right away."

Wu Ma Feng said something to the jade stone, and then it turned into a flaming sword light and headed east.

"He's gone, he's gone."

When the human genius who just spoke saw this, he shouted excitedly, and the city instantly burst into cheers of rebirth after the disaster.

But the bright demon monk next to the human genius grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Donor of Ten Thousand Talisman, why did you reveal the traces of Donor of Heavenly Sword?"

It turns out that this human genius is the Ancestor of Wanfu Lightning, and the monk of the Light Demon Race who questioned him is the Ancestor of Zen Hongguang.

Seeing that Hongguang Zen Patriarch was displeased, Wanfu Dianzu avoided his eyes and said with a guilty conscience: "Master Hongguang, I have no choice. If I don't tell him, everyone will be killed by him. Can you bear to see that scene? "

"But..." Zen Patriarch Hongguang frowned.

"Hongguang Zen Ancestor, I just told that person about the past news about the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor, and I didn't tell him about his current situation.

"Wanfu Dianzu has a clear conscience.

But Hongguang Zen Patriarch knew him too well and knew that he was trying to defend himself, so he advised him: "Donor of Wanfu, although that man's swordsmanship is terrifying, he may not be able to defeat Donor of Heavenly Sword."

"I know, but that person comes from the Great Wilderness Star Territory, and his background must be quite high. I'm afraid his Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor will be in trouble in the future."

Wanfu Dianzu nodded humbly, but there was a hint of gloating in his words.

Hearing the words "Great Wilderness Star Territory", Zen Ancestor Hongguang was speechless. He looked in the direction where Wu Ma Feng was going, frowned suddenly and said, "No, he shouldn't be going to Ghost Blade Child Lord." Right?"

Wanfu Electric Ancestor was startled when he heard this and said: "The Ghost Blade Boy is in danger."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zen Patriarch Hongguang flying away and quickly chased after him: "Master Hongguang, don't go. You can't save him even if you go."

"I'm going to find Senior Tongyou Demon Saint. The only way to stop that person is to ask him to take action." Hongguang Zen Ancestor said without looking back.

Wanfu Dianzu stopped and said, "Then be careful along the way."

"The poor monk knows."

Zen Ancestor Hongguang walked away quickly, and he was not surprised that Ancestor Wanfu Dianzu did not follow him. He was a man who sought good fortune and avoided misfortune.

Let's talk about Wu Ma Feng. He flew eastward. After hundreds of thousands of miles, he saw an extremely huge world city with countless palaces and pavilions, as well as many spiritual peaks and a brilliant glow.

The road outside the city was wide and the sun was blazing in the sky. Wumayan stood alone and asked a half-step saint who knelt at his feet.

This half-step holy god was dressed in black and had bloody hair. He was the ancestor of the Nether Blood Killer. He had a flattering look on his face and spoke endlessly to Wuma Yanzhi.

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There was the sound of sword whistling. Wu Mayan turned around and saw Wu Ma Feng. He smiled gently and nodded to him: "Here he comes."