Chapter 3099: Who is not a saint?

The knife in the hands of Leihong Swordsman, wrapped around thunder and lightning, radiantly radiant. At first glance, it looks like a giant python wrapped around his arm, giving people a destructive power. The sound is like thunder rolling, and the foot is on the ground. The ground cracked open, majestic
The power makes the soul feel shocked.
Everyone at the scene held their breath and looked at the boy in red who was covered by the sword intent.
It's dying.
Dare to provoke the saint of swords!
"Before Leihong's swordsman was promoted to Sword Sage, his Thor's Sword Technique astounded the Lion Star. Now that he has reached the Sword Sage level, Thor's Sword Technique must have reached an unimaginable level."
"Will the boy in red be chopped in half by a knife?"
"Six knives! Let me say that if the young man in red can walk six knives under the sword of Leihong Swordsman, he will be proud of death."
"I suddenly thought of a possibility. Did he make a name for himself by death? This way of making a name for himself is also a long-lived one."
Everyone watched the Leihong Swordsman walk towards the incarnation of the young Jiuli.
Suddenly, the knife gleamed like electricity and slashed away.
The lightning python rushed towards the young Jiuli, and the red figure was directly swallowed.
With a single cut, the incarnation of the young Jiuli's Xian Nian turned into annihilation and disappeared without a trace.
There was silence.
The power of the saint is terrifying!
The Crazy Owl Swordsman is also at the peak of the incarnation of Xian Nian, and can be defeated by the red-clothed boy's Xian Nian incarnation Six Swords. It is enough to show the strength of the red-clothed boy, the Xian Nian incarnation, but under the sword of the saint. It's not a single move.
In this contrast, the horror of the saint sword is even more evident. "This is the power of the saint saint." At this moment, the mad owl swordsman in the distance climbed up from the ruins, looked at the knife of Leihong, muttered to himself, and his eyes became crazy and hot... Must be promoted to the sword saint! Humiliated like today, his generation
Zi didn't want to face it anymore.
The saint of sword is his lifelong goal.
"Knife saint, my faith!" The mad owl swordsman looked frantically and excited.
That is a beam of light in his heart!
As long as there is light in his heart, his faith will not die, and one day, he will be able to reach the level of Sword Sage.
At this time, the special envoy of the city lord also subconsciously sighed. No wonder the lord of the city would order the golden arrow to give a treasure knife. It turns out that the saint of swords is so powerful. With the power of the saint of swords, the position of Qianhu City in the lion will be more stable .
"Congratulations to Master Daosheng." The special envoy of the city lord raised his voice, showing his attitude and congratulating Leihong Dao.
The members of the knife club who saw this scene were even more excited.
Sword Saint!
These two words flashed in everyone's mind.
This will also become their belief in this life.
The Sword Society was already the second largest power in Thousand Lake City. Now that the Sword Saint is in charge, they will be more happy in the days to come.
The members of the knife club were excited, and at the same time, they also let out a bad breath.
Today, Daohui was almost out of breath due to the so-called six sons of Xia Shen. At the gate of the city, it was even more so that Daohui's face was stepped on.
At this moment, finally exulted!
"First cut!"
Furious eyes, worship.
From this point of view, Leihong Swordsman was about to slash the boy in red, and he really didn't need six swords.
"Is there any hole cards, just show them." Leihong Swordsman stood tall, overlooking the red jiuli, and said lightly, "Or, just tell your last words, maybe in the next cut, you will be wiped out."
The young Jiuli glanced at Leihong Swordsman with a squint in his eyes, then he drew his knife suddenly and laughed, "Come on!"
A red light burst into the sky.
The blade was sharp and cut through Changhong.
This knife gave people an earth-shattering feeling.
The face of Leihong Swordsman also became serious in an instant, and his pupils showed a hint of amazement.
This is... the power of the saint sword!
Before he could think about it, Leihong Swordsman quickly swung his knife away.
The violent collision between the knife and the knife.
Among the sparks, everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
He's crazy?
The incarnation of Xian Nian had just been destroyed by the Leihong Swordsman with a single stab, but he still dared to fight against the Leihong Swordsman?
Is this choosing to stand and die?
Keng!
Sparks are everywhere!
In all directions, there was a burst of rumbling in an instant, and many people were affected by the sword's energy and retreated in embarrassment.
The two figures separated.
Everyone was shocked!
The young man in red, unscathed, volleyed with a sword, and his face still showed a free and easy smile, "Who is not a saint!"
As soon as the words fell, the boy in red slashed over again!
Sword Saint!
This boy in red turned out to be a saint?
Everyone felt that their souls were about to collapse, and their eyes showed an incredible color.
call out!
The light of the knife rushed like a torrent, crashing on the sword of Leihong Swordsman.
The third cut!
The Leihong Swordsman retreated some distance.
The special envoy of the city lord was completely dumbfounded. After a long while, he regained his senses, exclaiming in exclamation one after another, very embarrassed, "Hurry, hurry...please the city lord."
Even if only three swords were issued, the special envoy of the city lord already had a feeling that Leihong Swordsman was about to be unable to hold it.
really……
For the fourth knife, Leihong Swordsman spit out a mouthful of blood under the terrifying pressure.
Sword Saint!
He vomited blood!
The mad owl knife man was dumbfounded.
His faith, the light in his heart, seemed to be gradually extinguishing...
"How could this be?"
"The Sword Saint will not be defeated."
The mad owl swordsman suddenly set his eyes on the young Jiuli, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the young Jiuli holding a knife in his hand, and the light in his eyes gradually returned...
His beliefs have shifted.
"Sure enough, the only one who can defeat the Sword Saint is the Sword Saint!"
Crazy Owl Swordsman clenched a fist.
Fifth knife!
Boom...
The young man in red frustrated the Leihong Swordsman with a terrifying posture that was extremely devastating. The knife in the hands of Leihong Swordsman fell to the ground, and his figure fell to the ground with blood and fell heavily.
Bang!
The place where Leihong Swordsman fell was exactly at the main entrance of the Swordsman Society. The bricks in front of the main entrance burst and smoke billowed...
The boy in red took the knife in the air and glanced at Leihong Swordsman faintly, "I'm sorry, I only used five times. I was wrong."
Leihong Swordsman suddenly struggled, roared, holding a knife in his hand, and rushed towards the young Jiuli.
call out!
The young Jiuli slashed away with a knife.
The body of the Leihong Swordsman flew out and fell to the ground again.
"Six...six knives."
Leihong Swordsman's tone was unyielding, his eyes blacked and he passed out.
The teenager Jiuli stunned for a moment, staring dumbfounded at the Leihong Swordsman who had passed out on the ground.
This old guy is quite obsessed. After a while, the boy Jiuli smiled, put the knife on his shoulder, and glanced around, "Knife club, can anyone else play?"