Xuanhuan: the Beginning of the Kendo Talent is Full

　　The monks in the field lost their targets, and they attacked each other again. Time passed, and the monks were killed one after another, and a faint blood mist filled the hall.

　　"Huh?" Suddenly, Su Wei frowned, and he found that some of these monks' eyes had begun to turn red, and the blood on the ground was actually flowing, as if a strange array was drawn.

　　"Su Wei, what's going on?" At this time, Xiao Ying'er also noticed something abnormal and asked with a frown.

　　"Interesting, interesting." Thinking about the contents of some novels in his previous life, Su Wei already had some guesses in his heart.

　　Then she turned to look at the confused Xiao Ying'er and said with a light smile: "If my guess is correct, this should be the backhand laid by the owner of the ruins."

　　After finishing speaking, before Xiao Ying'er could return to her senses, Su Wei pointed to a sword, and a sword of extreme yang rose up from him, and the hot breath filled the hall.

　　The blood evaporates quickly.

　　The many monks who had already killed the red eyes also returned to God one after another.

　　"Me, what happened to me just now?"

　　"How is this going?"

　　"I only had killing in my mind just now, and I just wanted to kill all the people present."

　　"Me too, what the hell is going on?"

　　After these cultivators came back to their senses, they stood there at a loss.

　　"God soldier, look at those god soldiers!"

　　Suddenly, a cultivator shouted, and everyone hurriedly looked around, only to see that the original magic weapon suddenly turned into a light spot and dissipated in the air.

　　Seeing this scene, no matter how stupid people are, they will understand that the previous magic weapons are all fake and illusory.

　　"Quick, run, this ruin is a trap, yes, it's a trap of the Demon Race."

　　At this moment, a weak voice suddenly sounded from the door of the main hall. Su Wei turned to look, and saw that the young man in Taoist robe who had snatched the divine soldier and escaped from the main hall was half-bent over weakly, with his hands on his knees. Take a deep breath. .

Chapter 10

　　"Devil?" Su Wei frowned and looked at the Taoist-robed boy, only to see him take a sigh of relief and continue.

　　"Devil, this ruin is basically the ruin of a strong demon. He deliberately created such a large lineup so that my human monks can come to explore, and finally use the magic stone as a temptation to attract my human monks. To kill each other, he uses a forbidden magic formation to bring the dead back to life and condense the magic body."

　　After speaking in one breath, the dao robed boy showed a look of fear in his eyes, "And his spirit stone soldiers are a kind of demon, if it wasn't for my master Yin and Yang Taoist who gave me a talisman, I would have been rendered unconscious by him. the devil."

　　"What? It turned out to be a demon!"

　　"Damn demons, are you bullying my human race? How dare you offend my human race territory!"

　　"Then what should we do now? The means of the long-lived realm powerhouse are not something we can resist at all."

　　After listening, some people showed angry expressions, while others became worried.

　　"Su Wei, this turned out to be the relic of a demon powerhouse. No wonder no one knows who the owner of this relic is. I didn't expect the demons to be so camouflaged." Xiao Ying'er said with a surprised expression.

　　The originally beautiful white face and cool temperament suddenly appeared this playful and cute expression, which brought a huge contrast and cuteness to people.

　　"Well." Su Wei nodded, and when he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly narrowed, "Here!"

　　The next moment, a burst of laughter sounded.

　　"Hahaha, this little doll is right. You will all become the material that respects the casting of the devil's body. Moreover, I haven't tasted the flesh and blood of the human race for a long time. I miss it very much."

　　When everyone heard the sound, they saw a figure shrouded in black mist suddenly appeared above the hall, only a pair of eyes were exposed, looking down at everyone below.

　　The monks in the field suddenly became commotion, all looking at the black mist figure uneasy.

　　"Hey, the cold body of the human race, tsk tsk, luck really doesn't come out, come here." At this moment, the cold eyes exposed in the black mist suddenly looked at Xiao Ying'er, and at the same time, a phantom appeared. Only a big black hand grabbed it.

　　Xiao Ying'er frowned as she looked at the big black hand that turned into a phantom. She sighed in her heart and was about to call Qingyue, but she stopped in the next moment, and her beautiful eyes flickered to the side beside her. With fierce and fiery sword intent.

　　Sword Intent like the brilliance of the Great Sun surged out, and the black fog hand that was transformed into it was immediately cut off and melted, and the sharp Sword Intent flooded the entire central hall.

　　The long swords in the hands of some Jianxiu were humming and trembling.

　　"Huh? Sword Intent?" Hei Wu seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then sneered again, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that a little baby in the late stage of the Nine Profound Realm could comprehend such a pure Sword Intent, and his body also There is no trace of the sword body, it seems to be an incredible human race."

　　"This time I have made a lot of money, not only can I condense the demon body with the help of the human race's blood and blood, but also can obliterate a human race's royal body and a cold body, and a genius with extremely high kendo talent, and can even transform you into Demon, let me drive, hahahaha..."

　　After speaking, the black mist figure couldn't even hold back the joy in his heart and laughed out loud.

　　In his opinion, everything is under control now, and all the ethnic monks present have become the turtles in his urn.

　　After all, even if he is just a remnant of a soul, he also possesses a power no less than that of a god.

　　Among the many human monks present, there are only three Kaiyang realms, the highest of which is only the realm in the middle stage of Kaiyang, which is very different from the spiritual realm.

　　"Bastard, don't forget that this is the territory of my human race, even if you can condense a demon body, can you still escape?" The Taoist robe boy roared: "My master is sitting outside now, he is a long-lived realm. Powerhouses, not to mention there are the Emperor of Tianyang Kingdom and the Empress of Fengxue Kingdom. Both of them are also ancestor-level powerhouses in the immortal realm. Just because you are a little devil who is not in the immortality realm, how can you get the courage? , dare to design us?"

　　Hearing this, the black mist figure finally took his eyes away from Su Wei and Xiao Ying'er, and turned to the dao robed boy.

　　After being silent for a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Of course I know that this is the territory of your human race, and I also know that there will definitely be strong people in the long-lived realm outside, but I just don't know the master and emperor of Tianyang Kingdom you are talking about now. And is the Snow Wind Queen still alive?"

　　As soon as these words came out, the dao robed boy was sluggish, and he pointed to the black mist figure and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that your demons are planning to officially start a war with me?".

Chapter 11

　　"Tsk tsk, it's very clever, you guessed it well, but unfortunately, you can no longer see the time when my demon race completely enslaves your human race." The black mist figure sneered, and at the end, the murderous intent burst out, The palm of the hand probed lightly, and a big hand transformed from black mist appeared again, shooting directly downward.

　　Seeing this scene, Su Wei shook his head, and his mind moved, and the Qinglian Jiuxing Sword appeared in his hand, the extreme Yang sword intent erupted again, and the infinite murderous intent pointed directly to the black mist figure above.

　　Two extremely terrifying and fierce murderous intentions collided, and the remaining human monks around them turned their spiritual energy to protect themselves, and looked at Su Wei in horror.

　　Su Wei stepped forward, and a shadow of the divine sword appeared behind him, indifferent and indifferent, like a sword-carrying immortal.

　　The long sword was swayed lightly, and a dazzling huge sword light appeared, which contained the pure and extremely Yang sword intent, which directly smashed the black mist palm with a single blow.

　　The sword glow did not diminish, and cut straight to the black mist figure in the sky.

　　"With the cultivation of the late Nine Profound Realm, the cultivation of the Divine Ability Realm can actually be brought into play. I have to say that the human race is indeed a race full of miracles, and there will always be some arrogant evildoers in every era, no wonder the ancients want to eradicate them Your human race is really amazing." The black mist figure stretched out an illusory pale palm, crushed the sword glow, and sighed in surprise.

　　The human race is indeed a lucky race that is blessed by the gods. There are all kinds of arrogant demons, and the gods and gods emerge in an endless stream. Every time in the world, there is always someone who can go upstream and lead the human race to successfully kill a bloody path.

　　"However, just based on your cultivation in the Nine Profound Realm, even if you can surpass the realm and exert power that is no less than that of the Spiritual Realm, it won't help you." The illusory figure sneered, and then he saw black mist rolling around him, a hint of purple. Lightning flashes.

　　The next moment, a large amount of purple lightning fell like raindrops.

　　Su Wei was silent, his eyes were calm and indifferent, like an ancient god-king standing on the top of the universe, overlooking all living beings.

　　At the moment when the purple thunder fell, the Qinglian Jiuxing Sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a burst of cyan light, and at the same time, a very strong sword intent burst out from the sword body.

　　Suddenly, these purple thunderbolts dissipated like snow melted water.

　　"What?" The black mist figure was taken aback and looked at the Qinglian Jiuxing Sword in Su Wei's hand in horror. "This is the handed down holy soldier?"

　　The handed down holy soldier, he has only seen it once in the ancestors of the demon race, but he did not expect to see it again today, and he saw it in the hands of a human race from the Nine Profound Realm.

　　Thinking of the power of the handed down holy soldiers, there was a burst of panic in his heart.

　　"recovery!"

　　Su Wei raised her eyes and looked at him indifferently, her mind began to control the recovery of the gods in the sword body.

　　Almost at the next moment, the Qinglian Jiuxing Sword once again burst out with a sword intent that was several times purer than before, and the sword body trembled.

　　Its power is monstrous, and its eyes are like stars. It is like a sword fairy in the heavens. Its sword intent is fierce and straight into the nine heavens.

　　The black mist figure only felt an irresistible coercion coming, and was instantly crushed to the ground, and the black mist around his body became thinner, revealing his original illusory soul.

　　"Holy, holy soldier god, how is that possible? You are a human cultivator in the Nine Profound Realm, how can you completely revive the gods inherent in the handed down holy soldier?" The black mist figure couldn't accept this scene, he couldn't imagine how Su Wei was doing. With the cultivation of the Nine Profound Realm, the handed down holy soldiers can fully recognize their masters.

　　This is just like the Arabian Nights.

　　"Wait, could it be, could it be that you are not a human race from the Canglan Region? Are you a descendant of a great sect from outside the domain?" Suddenly a terrifying fact came to mind, and the phantom figure asked with a trembling voice unconsciously.

　　The great religions outside the realm are no different from gods to them.

　　Don't look at him as if he doesn't care about the human race, but it is only the human race in the Canglan region, and the highest realm is only the ascension realm.

　　And this is also because the ancestors of their Demon Race are about to break through the realm above the Ascension Realm, but they are unable to break through because of one thing in the hands of the Human Race, so they are desperate to launch an all-out war.

　　And it is said that the human race outside the Canglan Territory has powerful people like clouds, and the various means are unimaginable, and the Ascension Realm is nothing at all.

　　"A foreign teacher?"

　　Su Wei was stunned for a moment, but did not answer. He was not in the mood to waste time with such a character, and immediately moved in his heart, ordering the god of Qinglian Jiuxing Sword to kill him directly.

　　The next moment, the god stepped in the void, and a green lotus bloomed in the void at the bottom of his feet.

　　Infinite sword energy erupted, covering the illusory figure.

　　"what!"

　　The illusory figure screamed, but it stopped abruptly in the next second, and the soul was wiped out by the sword intent and turned into nothingness. .

Chapter 12

　　"I, we survived?"

　　"What a powerful force."

　　"Heirs of foreign great sects?"

　　After calming down for a while, the surviving human cultivators suddenly made a noise of the rest of their lives, and all of them looked at Su Wei with gratitude and awe.

　　Even Xiao Ying'er looked straight at him with her beautiful eyes shining brightly, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

　　"Let's go." After putting away the golden bean bearing that fell from this demon remnant soul, Su Wei's mouth twitched, and she turned her head to glance at Xiao Ying'er and said in a low voice.

　　At the same time, with a movement in his heart, the palm of the deity shrouded in divine light stretched out, and the endless green lotus sword energy bloomed from the void, and the sword intent turned into a long sword that penetrated the sky and penetrated the central hall.

　　boom!

　　Suddenly, the ground shook and the mountain shook, the hall began to collapse, and then sank into the abyss of the North Sea, and everyone appeared above the sea.

　　Standing with Xiao Ying'er on the long sword formed by the god's spiritual energy, Su Wei's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he saw that the place where the former Yin-Yang Taoist, the Emperor of Tianyang Kingdom, and the Empress of Fengxue Kingdom was already covered by the monstrous demonic energy.

　　From the outside, you can see that all kinds of magical powers are shining inside, powerful aura fluctuations spread in all directions, and the sea water is lifted up, forming a huge wave.