Chapter 949: Kill the evil swordsman

Walking out of the ancient village, the radiance dimmed for some reason, and a layer of Ruoruuowu Nightshade shrouded the intersection of the two gods, like a sudden solar eclipse.
In such darkness, Zhu Minglang raised his sword and flew out, and the sword of Yinxi, like the light of dawn, became particularly dazzling in this dim world.
A silver hair has not faded, and his body is full of ancient aura. It seems that a 10,000-year sword fairy sleeping at the end of this divine frontier, after breaking out of the cocoon, was born that icy breath of thousands of miles, let the two gods The sea of ​​nothingness surging between Xinjiang is freezing rapidly, making the constantly turbulent and surging earth veins and ridges inexplicably silent!
Zhu Minglang leaped over the Void Sea River, Fengyue White Dragon and the gray-haired evil swordsman were fighting in midair.
The gray-haired evil sword master obviously had some hindsight. He saw Zhu Minglang above his head and saw Zhu Minglang holding the Yinxi evil sword that still exuded the aura of Yinxi, so he shook the Fengyue white dragon away. Go crazy and kill Zhu Minglang here.
"This is my thing!!" The gray-haired evil sword master roared, his eyes were extremely red, and his entire face was twitching.
He is the evil sword fairy!
He is the master of Yin Xi!
The power of the ancient sacred demon will be injected into his body, and he will be the most well-deserved ruler of the heretical where the Shenzhou was born, and no can match it! !
Zhu Minglang landed on Wushi Mountain, turned his head, but saw the gray-haired evil swordsman.
Cunning, insidious, vicious, and greedy, although Zhu Minglang has not dealt with this gray-haired evil sword master, he can recognize the inferiority in this person's bones. Such a person cannot become an evil sword immortal at all. He has become an evil sword at best. The tribute of the immortal became a poor body captured by the evil sword dragon.
But this guy has no such consciousness at all.
The gray-haired evil swordsman turned sideways in the air, and his body turned a gorgeous sword swirl. The swirl of the sword was crimson. You can see the scarlet sword turning at an extremely terrifying speed. It was just a blink of an eye. It can be chopped thousands of times in the same position.
The crimson sword vortex grew bigger and bigger. Above Zhu Minglang's head, it was comparable to an ancient blood beast, and the majestic sword power even shattered the surrounding black stone ground.
On the shattering ground, Zhu Minglang raised his head and stared at the scarlet Jianxuan, until the enemy's sword power approached him, he suddenly released his sword!
"Shadowless Sword!"
Zhu Minglang's figure suddenly blurred, and disappeared in the same place the next moment.
There was no trace when he drew the sword, and the sword fell without a shadow. Zhu Minglang passed through the scarlet scarlet sword spiral, leaving only a silver thread on the central axis of the sword spiral.
Soon, the entire huge sword vortex shattered along that touch of silver, and the turbulent scarlet sword aura stopped at this moment, and the gray-haired evil sword master who used his body to rotate to form such a power suddenly stopped. The body twitched violently like an electric shock, and then fell to the silver line...
During the fall, the gray-haired evil swordsman's body was split into two, which was chopped to the waist by the oblique shoulder. It was probably when he was hitting the sword while his body was still swinging the sword sideways, and Zhu Minglang's sword was too fast. Almost he had already cut his body, he didn't feel any pain, he didn't even notice that the sword had broken him open, until he turned vigorously again, his body separated from his left shoulder to his right waist, and then in his own power Under the action, the two halves of the body were thrown in two directions, and they fell into a blur!
Perhaps it was too fast. The gray-haired evil swordsman still had disbelief on his face. He stared at Zhu Minglang, but his eyes were unwilling to close before he died, but they became bigger and bigger!
How brilliant he is, relying on the local sect to strengthen the entire Evil Sword Sect, so that the major sword palace gods are helpless against them.
How wise and far-sighted he is. When he came into contact with Yin Xi’s Shard, he knew that this thing must bring supreme divine power. As long as Shenzhou was born, as long as he dares to do something, there is hope that those righteous gods will be ruthless. Stepped the foot.
However, no matter how resourceful, it has no meaning in the face of absolute power.
One sword, just one sword!
How cautious the gray-haired evil sword master used to be, it was meaningless. When he saw Zhu Minglang holding the sword and jealous, he was doomed to this result!
"You should thank me. You can't grasp this sword. It only brings you endless mental torture, and you can't feel the slightest superiority and pleasure. It will only be like a skin puppet, humiliated by living with this evil sword. Under the control of, die early, and liberate early." Zhu Minglang said lightly to the dead gray-haired evil sword master.
When the evil sword master heard such words before he died, it was even harder to breathe...
In order to help others, Zhu Minglang made up a sword and completely cut his life and soul.
After all, he is also an Evil Sword God, and there are all kinds of weird methods these days. God knows if this Evil Sword Master will use the magical powers of the corpse to let him die as soon as possible, and go to Samsara as a beast as soon as possible. This is also considered to be Zhu Minglang. A matter of doing good and accumulating virtue.
Based on what the evil sword master has done throughout his life, even if he is a beast in reincarnation, he should be the most humble cockroach, pit rat, stinky maggot, etc. Eagles, tigers, and dragons have nothing to do with him.
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After cutting the evil sword master, Zhu Minglang walked towards the chaotic battlefield.
The Wushi Mountain on the left has long been unrecognizable, Nuwa Dragon, Yan Wanglong and Zhu Minglang's other dragon pets are fighting with the entire Earth Sword Sect.
The Sect Master Wupao also knew very well that the sword tossed out by the Evil Sword Sect was definitely a masterpiece of the Immortal Demon Sword. Whoever holds it will be able to control the future Shenzhou. With this sword, their local sect can even become the only one. Second to the existence of Yuhengxing Palace, so they don't hesitate to do anything.
Although most members of the local sect have been defeated, there are probably ten sword gods in the entire local sect. These sword gods can pose a threat to the dragons of Zhu Minglang.
The battle situation is not optimistic. After all, Nuwa Dragon’s spirit has not fully recovered. She has used the Iwakura magical powers that surpassed her own cultivation one after another, which has made her face extremely pale. If it were not for the warmth of those gods, Nuwa Dragon would be afraid. Unable to sustain it.
Nu Wa Dragon is powerful and powerful, and her body is too weak. If she can be as energetic and superb as the Black Dragon and Yan Wanglong, Nu Wa Dragon alone can compete with Yanfeng Dragon God and Chu Chengying.
Yan Wanglong's injuries are getting heavier and heavier. After its wings are broken, it is equivalent to losing the offensive means that can threaten the existence of the god-level existence, so that Chu Chengying and Yanfeng Dragon God can attack Yan Wanglong unscrupulously, Yan Wanglong's back , Tail, abdomen, dragon horns are obviously missing...
That is, the bloodline of the dragon's martial body, so that it can continue to fight on the battlefield, otherwise I am afraid that I can't wait for Zhu Minglang to suppress this evil sword immortal, and it has already died!
Zhu Minglang is like a silver meteor, passing over Wushi Mountain, and the air is like the power of ice, making this extremely hot area steamed by the Dragon God of Flame Maple to cool down in an instant, a shade of dark gauze envelopes, the radiance disappears and faintly A gleam of stars could be seen above this chaotic firmament, revealing an eerie silver.
The sun and the moon are not visible, but there are stars, at the junction of these two gods, it seems to foreshadow something.
Zhu Minglang took a deep breath, and the breath of slaughter of the gods suddenly swept through, like a dragon wind coiling around him, making Zhu Minglang's clothes rustle, UU reading www.uukānshu.com made Zhu Minglang's hair roots stand upside down. .
"If you come one step later, your dragon will be slaughtered by me. Hehe, do you really understand swords? The Yinxi Evil Sword held in your hand is nothing but broken bronze and iron, and I and you It's different. I have learned swords since I was a child, and there are thousands of swordsmanship in the world. No matter how complicated and difficult it is, I can learn it within ten days of Chu Chengying, and within one month I will be in the realm of great success!" Wupao Sect Master Chu Chengying looked at Zhu Bright, can't help laughing.
Chu Chengying roughly understood.
The opponent is indeed a dragon shepherd, but a dragon with a sword spirit.
The dragon of sword spirit gave the man in front of him the power of sword repair.
However, compared with real sword repair, what kind of power a dragon shepherd can display, he does not know how to use swords, does not understand the sword realm, and has not learned the sword skills. The sword evil dragon is attached to such a useless body. How can it be the best evil sword in the world? ?
A good sword must have a true sword god!
And he Chu Chengying is undoubtedly the most outstanding sword god, the youngest sovereign of the local sect!