The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

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The flying sword is like an arrow off the string, and its speed is faster and faster.

The sword tip was cold and bright. The sound of breaking through the air came. It had crossed the Xuantian gate disciple and flew straight to a disciple of the Heavenly God sect who didn't notice it.

Sneak attack, shameless.

Niu Da quickly moved sideways with a knife.

"Break it for me!"

The tiger head Sabre cuts out quickly. It is filled with strong and evil Qi.

"Zheng!"

Tiger head sabre, with unparalleled evil spirit, cut on the flying sword.

When the concussion force came, the evil spirit of the shocked tiger head sword dissipated a lot, but the flying sword was directly chopped to the ground, trembled and wanted to take off again several times.

Niu Dayong can't make it do what he wants. The tiger head knife makes a sound in his hand. It's the sound that can only be made when the cutting speed and strength reach the limit.

"Pa!"

The tiger head knife hit the flying sword again, and the flying sword broke.

"Ah!"

A scream came from xuantianzong camp. The flying sword was controlled by people's mind. If the flying sword was destroyed, people would also be affected and seriously injured.

When Niu Dayong started, several quick reaction disciples of Tianshen mountain rushed out and fought with xuantianzong's disciples.

Seeing that the two sects are about to form a chaotic struggle.

Jiang Hu also wants to jump out and kill the past, but he is pulled by Mu Chen.

"Elder martial brother?"

Jiang Hu looked at his senior brother suspiciously.

Mu Chen shook his head and motioned him not to go out. At the same time, he said, "don't forget our purpose to come here, mainly to explore the ancient cracks. Xuantianzong will be destroyed sooner or later, but not at this time."

"You discipline your disciples. Don't worry about those who have started fighting. Give xuantianzong some color to see."

The xuantianzong side also had a tacit understanding to restrain other elders and disciples from impulse, leaving only the disciples who had started the war.

Niu Dayong found an opponent before master Jiang Huai restrained his disciples. He was a tall and strong man with a tiger head and a head of alien blood, one head taller than him.

The man was armed with a mace and dressed in animal leather clothes. He had strong Qi and blood. He made a thundering sound when breathing. His momentum was threatening.

I don't know where xuantianzong found his disciple. Other sects couldn't help being forced by his momentum when they saw him.

But Niu Dayong was fearless and killed him with a tiger head knife.

The tiger head man is waving his mace towards a disciple of xuantianzong who is fighting with others.

The sound of breaking the air came, and the momentum brought by the mace was a little scary.

Zhang De, who was fighting with xuantianzong disciples, was in a hurry. His opponent was in the same state as him. The battle was inextricable. At this time, another Hutou man attacked him. He didn't care about it.

"Go away."

Zhang De roared and turned the folding fan in his hand towards xuantianzong's disciple. He tried to force the other party back, so as to avoid the fierce blow of Hutou man.

"Don't think about it, whip flying all over the sky!"

The other party refused at all, waving the whip like a shadow in his hand, weaving it into a whip shadow wall in front of him, vowing to block Zhang De's folding fan.

"It's going to happen!"

Zhang De secretly shouted that it was bad. If he went on like this, he would be caught on both sides. He couldn't hide from the mace. He was afraid that he would take the opportunity to whip it.

At the critical moment, he saw a figure coming and cutting at the mace with a knife.

"Great use!"

Zhang Dexin cried happily.

Yes, the person who came was Niu Dayong. He ran all the way and finally arrived at the critical moment, cutting at the mace with a knife.

"Bang!"

The breath vibrated, and a gust of wind rose from the collision of tiger head knife and wolf tooth stick. The cattle blew loudly in their clothes.

It's not Niu Dayong who retreats with one blow. He doesn't want to fight with the tiger head man at one go.

But the strength of the other party is really great. At the moment of the collision just now, his arms were numb, and he can only take a few steps back to remove the strength above.

Zhang De was worried about the war, but he was distracted and looked at Niu Dayong with concern.

"Give me the tiger head man!"

Niu Da said solemnly that the alien was difficult to deal with, but he was not afraid.

"Good!"

Zhang De nodded. There was no need for affectation at this time.

"Roar!"

The tiger head man uttered a beast cry and looked at the cow with cruel eyes.

He was angry. Just now the cow ruined his good deeds.

"I'll smash you into meat!"

The Hutou man finished and waved the mace again.

Other people's two handed weapons are one handed weapons in his hands.

The wolf toothed stick waved faster and faster, and countless stick shadows superimposed. I couldn't tell which was true and which was false. Finally, it formed a PU fan shape and threw it at the cow.

"OK! Smash him to death." The disciple of xuantianzong who had just been destroyed by Niu Dayong shouted.

Xunle also looked at this side with Yin pity, and his eyes showed a cruel color. Not only he, but also many people noticed the battle here.

"Get away!"

Jiang Huai shouted with worry.

But Niu Dayong didn't retreat at all. The tiger head knife shook in his hand. Niu Dayong poured his aura and blood gas into the tiger head knife. A trace of blood red evil Qi came from the knife body, and then it became more and more prosperous.

Finally, the blood red blade awn is attached to the tiger head blade.

"Blood awn shook the sky!"

Niu Dayong cuts out the shadow of the wolf tooth stick that blocks the sky and the sun above his head.

The blood red blade rises into the sky and seems to cut through the sky. It has an unparalleled blade and is terrible.

"Ho!"

The Pufan like stick shadow has been cut a big hole, and the hole is still expanding, which seems to tear the whole Pufan stick shadow.

This is the result of the intention of the knife on the blade.

The tiger head man's face changed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he was more determined to hit the cow.

The shadow of the stick was falling everywhere.

Suddenly the earth shook and the mountains shook and the sand flew away. Each of those stick shadows was not empty, and countless deep pits with big heads were smashed on the ground.

"Bang bang!"

Niu Da raised his tiger head knife to block two stick shadows.

He stepped on two inch deep footprints, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, which was enough to see how powerful the stick shadow was.

Fortunately, Niu Da cut such a big hole with his knife, otherwise he would really be smashed into meat mud.

After the tiger head man smashed the mace, a trace of blue blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He was hurt by the knife meaning used by Niu da. The knife meaning was like a gangrene attached to the bone. The shadow of the stick waved down, but the knife meaning did not disappear and attached to him.

"Good job!"

Jiang Huai cheers for his disciples. Who dares to face the tiger head alien?

Meng Haoran and others also showed appreciation in their eyes, and the three generations of disciples of the Heavenly God sect will grow up.

Niu Dayong's fight has inspired the disciples of the Heavenly God sect who are fighting. Niu Dayong, a fierce alien like the Hutou people, dares to fight hard and does not lose the wind. They also have to fight well and not lose face to the Heavenly God sect.

Zhou Feng kicked the emaciated xuantianzong disciple Ma Yang with a flying kick, which seemed to have great strength.

Ma Yang fought with a fist.

"Poof!"

Zhou Feng took a mouthful of blood, took four or five steps back, turned pale, and his blood surged in his body, which was very uncomfortable.

He has fought each other four or five times, but he has suffered losses almost every time, because Ma Yang has a special magic weapon, an iron glove on his hand.

This is an extremely rare magic weapon. It is extremely hard. His sword has been broken. Now he can only fight him with his bare hands.

But it was obviously an egg hitting a stone, so he had to be killed alive.

"Well, I can't care about my natural and unrestrained posture."

Zhou Feng murmured in his heart that a dead wood turned spring pill appeared in his hand. When he swallowed it, the injury in his body was immediately reduced and he could recover in a short time.

Then another pill appeared in his hand. He was Zhan muxue's disciple. There was nothing else. There were many pills.

He hesitated for a moment, but he gritted his teeth and ate.

Instantly, he felt that his whole body was full of a special aura, and then his skin began to turn black and emit a metallic color.

"Come again!"

He gave a loud cry and punched Ma Yang.