Chapter 439: Arrival of the Sword Master

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On a rugged mountain road not far from the imperial city, a young man looking only twenty years old was walking slowly.
Suddenly, he stopped and glanced towards the Imperial City.
His eyes were as clear as water and very deep, like being able to see pictures hundreds of miles away, with a slight tick at the corner of his mouth. Ogawa is too confident? Xunjun! Xunjun! But don't embarrass Yiyuanzong, otherwise it will definitely affect the morale of the entire army. "
This young man in his twenties looks very young with a sword on his back, but his eyes are very deep. He hides his thoughts on the sadness and joy of the world, giving a sense of vicissitudes, just like a centenarian. s eyes.
He continued to walk on the mountain path, and just took a step, and his body moved tens of meters away. Take another step and go further.
It seems to go slowly, but it is extremely fast.
…………
On the moat, the original clear water turned blood red, giving off a disgusting fishy smell.
Ning Xiaochuan slowly closed his eyes, and the four-handed swords hovering around his body slowly rotated, and a ray of sword gas escaped from the four-handed swords. At first, there were only four swords, and then they became Sixteen, then, sixty-four ...
"Oh!"
In the end, Ning Xiaochuan's body was full of sword air, covering a space of ten feet, forming a huge sword air prison.
After practicing the sword just now, Ning Xiaochuan's understanding of the "Sword Prison of Extinction" has deepened.
Master Xun Junfeng's heart was a little startled, and his heart secretly said that he had learned sword from the sword sage since childhood.
However, Ning Xiaochuan is just a little twenty-year-old baby. It is too weird to be able to practice Kendo so delicately. Even if you start practicing from your mother's womb, it is impossible to cultivate Kendo to this extent.
After all, Master Xun Junfeng is the eighth most important figure in the world, and he does not believe that Ning Xiaochuan can surpass himself in Kendo.
If you want to fight, then fight!
"Qing Lian Sword Song!"
The master of Xunjun Feng pinched the sword. The sword Qi condensed a huge green lotus of seven meters in length behind the body. A piece of green lotus petals was automatically created in the air, and even the river water in the moat turned into a huge one. Green lotus shape.
He held the hilt of his sword, his body was almost integrated with Qinglian, and he became a streamer!
A sword pierced through the air!
At the same time, Ning Xiaochuan's forefinger and were also pinched together and headed towards the main point of Xun Junfeng. The four-handed swords flew out of a sword array.
At the same time, the sword jail assembled by sword energy also flew over.
"boom!"
The two swords collided. Thousands of swords exploded and exploded. Some hit the city walls, and some rushed into the warriors of the Yuan Sect, causing hundreds of casualties.
Characters of this level are fighting, and the destructive power caused is indeed horrible. Those Wu Zun who frightened the Yuanzong quickly stepped back, for fear of being injured by the sword energy that escaped.
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
Ning Xiaochuan and Xun Junfeng were fighting together. The swords were arrogant, and they could not compete. They even appeared to be evenly matched.
This is quite a horrible thing. Ning Xiaochuan was so young that he could fight with the eighth-ranked warrior in the state of respect. The speed of cultivation made his contemporaries feel ashamed.
"My obedience, this guy's cultivation speed is too fast, and he can already fight with the eighth-ranked warrior in Dizun Realm." Yu Qing swallowed a spit, and could no longer speak bragging.
"Boom!"
Ning Xiaochuan and Xun Junfeng rushed to the sky, tearing apart the alien space.
Their bodies flickered into the alien space and disappeared over the moat.
"All swords fly!"
Xun Junfeng was standing in a different space with his arms up, and thousands of sword qi condensed above his head, turning it into a sword qi and rushing towards Ning Xiaochuan.
It is another kind of mighty Kendo magical power!
"Destroy the Soul!"
A huge shadow of the demon rose behind Ning Xiaochuan. When the war sword stabbed, the giant shadow of the demon also followed with a handprint, breaking tens of thousands of swords.
Master Xun Junfeng was constantly backed by the shadow of the demon, and the blood in his body was shocked. If he had not cultivated his martial arts deeply, he would have suffered severe damage.
What kind of sword is this? Why is it so scary?
Ning Xiaochuan's heart sighed. If he used the magic sword to show his sword, that move would kill Xun Junfeng.
Magic sword!
correct! But here in a different space, even if the power of the magic sword is used, it will not be known.
Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were extremely firm, he opened his way with the four-handed sword, and rushed towards Xunjunfeng.
Master Xun Junfeng brought the magic of Jianyi to the show, and woven a Jianyi net in front of him, trying to block Ning Xiaochuan.
how is this possible?
Ning Xiaochuan was able to walk inside my sword power. Master Xun Junfeng hurriedly backed away, but it was too late!
"broken!"
Nine Xiaochuan's arms exuded nine blood-red magical spirits, condensed into a magic sword, and a sword stabbed into the palm of Master Xun Junfeng.
Master Xun Junfeng only felt a sharp pain coming from the arm, passing through the heart and all over the body, and the body began to become numb!
The blood in the body was absorbed by the magic sword, and the blood vessels were broken inch by inch.
Do not!
Master Xun Junfeng's eyes widened and he tried to resist. The "Soul Mark of Wu" flew from his body, bombarded Ning Xiaochuan's chest, and flew Ning Xiaochuan out.
However, the magic sword was still stuck in his arm, devouring blood in his body.
"What kind of sword is this? It can ... can swallow the martial arts ... blood ..." Xun Junfeng reached out and grabbed the sword's hilt, trying to pull the sword out of his palm.
Naturally Ning Xiaochuan would not give him this opportunity. He suddenly turned over in the air, stood still, and mobilized the nine annihilation spirits to control the magic sword, and stuck it in the palm of the Lord Xun Junfeng.
The blood of Master Xun Junfeng is so powerful that it flows into Ning Xiaochuan's body continuously.
Ning Xiaochuan's entire body was covered with blood-red air, forming a huge blood cell with a diameter of ten meters.
The earth bead runs fast in the martial arts heart palace, prompting Ning Xiaochuan's martial arts to climb rapidly, and finally began to impact the final bottleneck.
"Do not……"
Master Xun Junfeng yelled at the Chester, his arms gradually dried up, his skin became yellow, his bones became prominent, and he became like a hand with a lost body.
Click!
Master Xun Junfeng gritted his teeth sharply, slamming his palm on his left shoulder, the dried arm suddenly broke, and a lot of blood poured out of the shoulder.
He quickly mobilized his vitality, sealed the wound on his shoulder, and desperately flew out of another space.
Seeing that it was about to break through the sixth level of the dignity of the land, the owner of Xun Junfeng even abolished one of his arms, which led to Ning Xiaochuan's previous achievements.
"Where to escape?"
Ning Xiaochuan retracted the magic sword, shot the four-handed sword first, and rushed to Xunjunfeng's vest.
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
The four handle swords pierced into the body of Master Xun Junfeng, leaving four huge blood caves in his body.
"Tongtong!"
Master Xun Junfeng screamed and fell into the moat, splashing with blood-red spray.
Ning Xiaochuan then rushed out of the alien space and stood on the river surface of the moat, using his mind to find the Lord of the Peaks.
The vitality of the eighth heavy warrior in the state of esteem is so powerful that it is impossible to die so easily.
When Lord Xun Junfeng was penetrated by the four-handed sword and dropped into the moat, everyone was stunned. "Ning Xiaochuan defeated the eighth-rank Xun Junfeng of Dizun?
Many people still feel that they are dreaming and do not believe that what they see is true. After all, Master Xun Junfeng is too famous.
The warriors of the Yiyuanzong, the king's grandson in the court, were so shocked that their chins all fell to the ground.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Master Xun Junfeng rushed out of the moat and stabbed at the heart of Ning Xiaochuan.
How powerful Ning Xiaochuan's mind was, and he had long found the trace of Master Xun Junfeng, and he waited for a sneak attack.
The moment Emperor Xun Junfeng emerged from the water, electric light appeared on the palm of Ning Xiaochuan, making a big handprint, slap on the head of Xun Junfeng, and beat him out. He fell to the bank of the moat like a gourd and smashed a huge rock.
Ning Xiaochuan's body soared like a big bird, intending to give the Xun Junfeng a fatal blow.
However, all of a sudden, Ning Xiaochuan felt unable to move and was locked by an extremely terrifying aura. It was like a Wuzhishan pressing on him.
Fortunately, his cultivation was strong, and he flew back immediately before escaping the lock of that aura.
"Wow--"
A green lotus was born from the void, emitting a brilliant light, reflecting the entire sky into blue.
A white man stood in the center of Qinglian, pointed his finger at Ning Xiaochuan, and a white sword air flew out of his fingertips.
At the moment when the man in white shot, Da Jinpeng, who was standing above the gate, also shot.
A large golden handprint flew out, obliterating that sword.
"What's the point of playing with a small child? Or will the king come to meet the swordsman's supreme sword trick for a while?" King Jinpeng spit out a glow and made a deafening noise.
Is he a swordsman?
The warriors in the imperial city made another sensation, and even the sword master came in person. This time the imperial city really gathered!
In the empire, a dragon murmured.
A golden dragon-shaped beam of light soared, and instantly flew over the city wall, hovering continuously.
The emperor Yulan stood in the golden shadow of the dragon, suspended in the void, and said, "The emperor has set up a banquet in the palace to entertain all friends from afar. Since the sword master has come to the imperial city, otherwise go Go to a banquet! "
Juggernaut, this level of characters came to the imperial city, and the emperor Yu Lan naturally came to "greet" himself, at least to overwhelm each other in momentum.
"Wow!"
Light and shadow cut through the sky, flew in the direction of the city wall, and landed on the city wall.
Each light and shadow represents a prince!
In the imperial court, more than half of the princes all gathered together, and there were nearly a hundred people, almost like a heavenly soldier and a descendant!
Each of these princes is a figure of Wuzun level, and rarely leaves Houfu usually. At this moment, they are all staring at the swordsman standing in the distance in the distance like the enemy.
It is only the level of the sword saint that can provoke the situation in the world.