Sword Stirs the World

"What a piece of shit! It's your own Kung Fu. If you can't kill me, it depends on my kung fu. I'm just breaking the armour. Are you ashamed? "

Although Shen Jianxin tried his best to say this, the eyes of those evil masters are still green. No matter whether they are true or not, this boy is a rare commodity and has become the target of public criticism.

"If you want to fight, fight! Today, since you deceive me, I will spoil a pot of good soup! Come on

Phoenix nine Xiao said, a dance in the hands of the fire stick, sword refers to Wei Zhongxian.

As long as Feng jiuxiao wins over Wei Zhongxian, even if he passes on wuliuzhenjing to his disciples, others dare not trouble wushuangjian sect.

But if he loses, Shen Jianxin will be the first one to get into big trouble.

"Don't worry, old man Feng. The duel between us is a grand finale. Before that, we'll give you an appetizer. You have to take it."

After that, Wei Zhongxian waved his hand, and immediately a subordinate took out a bundle of things from the bottom of the chariot.

Five long swords of different shapes were tied up with hemp ropes and thrown in front of Feng jiuxiao.

Then, Wei Zhongxian clapped his hands with a smile. Five iron puppets came out of the camp of Shenglian cult and stood in front of Feng jiuxiao.

"Old Feng, can you recognize these five swords and five people?" Wei Zhongxian said haughtily.

Feng jiuxiao narrowed his eyes and didn't move.

Fang Weiling and Yu Caiwei, who were standing behind him, were full of panic.

I've never seen elder martial brother moved so much. What's the origin of the five swords and five iron puppets? Do you?

Shen Jianxin's mind moved and he did not dare to think any more.

At this time, Wei Zhongxian laughed and said, "you can't miss it! These are your five true disciples! They have been made into poison corpse puppets by me. Now I want them to attack you! Take it

After that, Wei Zhongxian waved his hand. As expected, the five iron puppets came forward slowly. One of them took a sword and rushed to fengjiuxiao.

No wonder five of the top ten zhenzhuan disciples never showed up. Unexpectedly, they were all harmed by Wei Zhongxian and made into poisonous corpse puppets.

These five poisonous corpse puppets have infinite power. Their whole body is as hard as iron. They are also extremely poisonous. They are very powerful.

Although they can't use their swordsmanship, as long as these five people take up the sword, it is a very heavy psychological blow to the matchless sword sect.

Seeing these five poisonous corpse puppets stride to fengjiuxiao, the old sword God still doesn't move and seems to be in a trance.

At this time, Fang Weiling, the chief disciple of Wushuang sword sect, full of tears, drew his sword and rushed to the five former younger martial brothers.

Yucaiwei, zhaoshanhe and chunyushan also rushed up.

"Get out of the way!" At this time, only heard Phoenix nine Xiao a roar, such as a bolt from the blue, shock all the people present eardrum numbness.

The four zhenzhuan disciples were shocked and stopped at the same time.

I saw Feng jiuxiao burst into tears. At the same time, she knocked her sword at her feet.

Hum! All they felt was that the ground under their feet seemed to be a drum face, and they were beaten hard.

From the center of the foot came an indescribable shock, rippling in all directions.

Other people were just there, but the five puppets seemed to have been killed by the technique of immobilization. They all stopped in the same place, as if they were carved in clay and wood.

Only Wei Zhongxian and Shen Jianxin understood what the old sword God had just done.

He struck the ground with his sword, which shocked the vitality of heaven and earth underground and led it to the five poisonous corpses, destroying the runes on the puppets.

These poisonous corpse puppets can make the dead move as usual only by absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth through the pictorial lines on their bodies. Once the runes are destroyed, they will not be able to move.

The five poisonous corpse puppets did not cause actual losses, but they were extremely cruel to the whole matchless sword sect in terms of psychological attack.

Shen Jianxin frowned on one side, thinking that Wei Zhongxian was really the number one murderer in the world, and he used every means. Siege and harassment come first, and fengjiuxiao's power is consumed by the Qiankun Yuanqi lock. Now five poisonous corpse puppets are thrown out to attack each other's psychology. The means are endless. Who wants to be the enemy really has a headache.

In the face of the world's first murderer, Feng jiuxiao was angry at last.

The old sword God pointed the stick sword in his hand forward and said: "wind and rain sword way!"

In an instant, the vitality of the surrounding world suddenly became violent, condensed into a blade, and turned the sword into rain.

Shua! Shua! Shua! As if with wind and rain, countless swords rushed to Wei Zhongxian and Shenglian sect.

"At last it looks like something!" Wei Zhongxian is not surprised but happy. His sleeves are blowing out.

In front of him, the vitality of heaven and earth condensed rapidly to form a huge shield, which could block the sword Qi all over the sky.

The sword Qi kept hitting on the air shield, making a sound like beating Ge for a long time.

But Wei Zhongxian's men and followers didn't have the ability to resist the sword. They fell to the ground in the sword one after another and spattered five steps with blood.

No matter in the realm of dominating the body or in the realm of innate nature, all those who win the sword will be spared. Only those old monsters of the holy lotus sect who have the secret realm of supernatural power can barely protect themselves with the strength of the realm and escape the sword rain.

The sword God is angry. If it's just this power, it's too much to say.

Feng jiuxiao's feet were three feet above the ground, her body floated in the air, hovered in the air, and then waved a sword.

"A sword breaks through the netherworld and cuts the hell out!" Feng jiuxiao said softly.

This sword is just like splashing ink freely. There are thunders in the air.

Who can imagine that the power of the sword God Feng jiuxiao can summon Tianlei? This is no longer the category of martial arts. This is the power of heaven and man!

In the twinkling of an eye, the energy of the sword rushes forward like a torrent of mountains and rivers. It seems that this sword has moved the thunder pool in the sky to the world. It blows up thunder and kills evil people.

Those masters of holy lotus sect have turned pale one after another. Who dares to compete with the power of heaven and earth.

Thunder resounded, the long street is blowing a fierce wind.

Wei Zhongxian stood alone on the chariot, and the wind blew his robes.

"Good sword! Even if you can summon Tianlei with sword, you can't help us! " After that, Wei Zhongxian stretched out a pair of strange arms from his sleeves.

His left arm is as thin as firewood, with chicken feet, while his right arm is as swollen as thigh, one thick and one thin, extremely unbalanced.

Wei Zhongxian raised his arms and suddenly stretched them out. He pulled out an air whip from between his arms.

The length of the whip is about one foot three feet. It is translucent and has layers of blue light on it from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Shen Jianxin could hardly restrain himself. It turned out that there was such usage in wuliuzhenjing? No matter Feng jiuxiao or Wei Zhongxian, their control of the vitality of heaven and earth has come to the point where everything turns into shape.

If the strength of fengjiuxiao lies in the control of the vitality of heaven and earth, then Wei Zhongxian specializes in the change of the vitality of heaven and earth!

In a flash, a series of thunder blasts to Wei Zhongxian.

And Wei Zhongxian in the hands of the gas whip also flew to meet up.