The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Everyone noticed Li Dao's arrival, but no one took it to heart.

Many people felt that Li Dao just wanted to go up and take advantage of the situation. Otherwise, he would have already gone somewhere else.

However, these people didn't understand one thing. Big BOSSes were often the last to appear.

And the final winner of life.

The more Song Xuanyang fought, the more ferocious he became, and the more he killed, the crazier he went. His black brush had already been dyed dark red.

In an instant, another person fell to his brush.

The clamor in the surroundings quieted down. In the end, the group of martial artists were here to make fun of him, and wanted to watch the show to pick up the loot. It was impossible for them to go up and fight to the death.

Just as Song Xuanyang was thinking of how to kill Yan Changsheng, a cold light flashed by, brushing past his scalp and causing goosebumps to appear all over his body.

It was like being thrown into an icehouse in the dead of winter.

Although Song Xuanyang was acting like a mad demon, killing more and more crazily, Li Dao knew that no one was not afraid of death.

Song Xuanyang only believed that he would not die today.

If it were not for him, Song Xuanyang might not have died today. However, things were just so unfortunate.

Li Dao's sword strike could be said to be fast and ruthless, and the killing intent contained within it was enough to shock anyone.

Li Dao had joined the fray, causing Song Xuanyang to stop subconsciously. A few of the martial artists who had originally wanted to retreat immediately retreated, leaving only a few who were still standing on the ground due to their pride.

"You want a secret manual of the Divine Arts as well?"

Song Xuanyang seemed to sense that Li Dao was not easy to deal with and asked with a frown.

"Yes."

Li Dao spat out a word and then remained silent. His long sword was locked onto Song Xuanyang.

"We have no enmity with this brother of ours, there is no need for us to meet each other with our lives on the line. If you want the secret manual, it's very simple. As long as you and I work together and kill all these hypocrites, I guarantee that I will share the secret manual with you. "

Song Xuanyang had a sincere expression on his face. There was no longer any signs of killing intent in him.

From the time he killed his teacher and disciples until now, Song Xuanyang could be said to have killed many people. However, he felt an even more shocking killing intent from Li Dao. Without a hundred lives on his hands, it was impossible for such a terrifying killing intent to exist. Song Xuanyang felt that this young man in front of him was definitely not someone an ordinary martial artist could compare to. Even Yin Changsheng was not as difficult to deal with as him.

"Little brother of the True God School, don't listen to his nonsense. Song Xuanyang was someone who could kill even his teacher and junior brother. His words could not be trusted! Or kill him together with us, and share the secret manual with us. "

Yan Changsheng cried out loudly, feeling anxious in his heart. Even though there were many martial artists present, they were all a motley crowd. How many of them would dare to fight or kill? This young man was clearly not someone to be trifled with. If he and Song Xuanyang joined hands, he might not even be able to get his hands on the secret manual and be in danger of losing his life.

Li Dao glanced at Yan Changsheng in astonishment. The True Foundation Sword Technique that he displayed had already taken on a strong personal style. It could be said that it was completely unrecognizable. He didn't expect this old man to recognize it at a glance.

"You can't trust his words, so can you trust your own words?" "Also, I am not a Taoist from the True Supreme Sect."

Just as he finished speaking, a figure flashed, and a purple blade pierced through Yan Changsheng's chest.

Li Dao was using the Nine Yin True Scripture's Nine Spirits. With a few steps, his longsword pierced through Yan Changsheng in the blink of an eye.

Even in death, Yin Changsheng did not understand, why did this person not speak the least bit of reason and directly sneak attacked him.

If Yin Changsheng was prepared, Li Dao would have to put in a lot of effort to kill him. After all, he was at the sixth level of the Postnatal realm. However, Yin Changsheng did not expect Li Dao to attack him so easily, as all of his attention was focused on Song Xuanyang.

The crowd was shocked. They were astonished by Li Dao's ghostly movements, his swift sword, and his character of starting to kill whenever there was a disagreement.

In the distance, Tang Xiaohu had a smile on his face. From the start, he had felt that Li Dao wasn't simple.