Chapter 966 – Super Sect Flying Sword Xuanze Temple
Chapter 966 – Super Sect Flying Sword Xuanze Temple
Yuanji martial artist, in front of the holy cave, maybe just a general disciple, but in the “below” such as the Secretary of the super sects, big sects, martial arts families and small sects disciples eyes, is definitely turning the river, Teng Yun to take the moon in general of the mighty and the ancestors of the generation, to see one side is difficult, let alone nowadays to do it?
That young man from the city wall shot sharply, around the black, white, yellow three colors of true qi flying, sweeping a hundred feet in the air, the sky clouds surging, a bit of human-level Underworld Flower Origin flickered with a terrifyingly stern light.
Like a demon god approaching the earth!
Then lightly pointing out a finger, it was like a big river and big waves, the crowd in front of the city gate was flying, and the moat on both sides splashed tens of feet of waves.
The earth cracked and made a “creaking” sound.
Terrifying.
Thousands of people all around frantically dodged, first full of shock and palpitations, and then admiration to the extreme.
A group of beautiful female cultivators recognized him and couldn’t help but hiss, “It’s the Holy Son of the Spirit Blade Sacred Sect, Murong Bo! Prince Murong Bo!”
On the city wall, that youth Liang Wu of Strong Song Xinruo’s face was filled with envy, then he laughed up to the sky, “Senior Uncle’s dominance is unparalleled!”
And Xin Zhuo and Song Xinruo who were under attack looked like two withered leaves in a gale, helpless and pitiful.
The girl Song Xinruo’s entire body froze, looking dead at Xin Zhuo, who had his hands behind his back and a calm, wave-free face.
She realized that she seemed to have made a huge mistake, this person was too young and handsome, just like a neighboring scion, there were too many frivolous scions these days, those who thought they were invincible in the world by carrying a sword abounded, moreover, he had not moved his hand from the beginning to the end, and he said that he had an old relationship with the old ancestor of Spirit Blade Sacred Sect, so why did she believe him?
Already can see that from the sky with ten miles of true qi, such as the abyss such as the sea of Murong Bo’s cold eyes.
Song Xinruo’s body stiffened, despair to the extreme, yes, he was too stupid!
The next moment.
“Bang!”
That overbearing as a god and devil Murong Bo, with a sky full of murderous aura, approaching a zhang in front of Xin Zhuo, suddenly all his aura dissipated into thin air, as if he was suppressed by a strange endless power, and fell headlong, smashing a deep pit, with broken bones and bleeding from the seven orifices, a miserable sight to behold.
From his absolute kill and play fall, just three breaths.
How unrestrained he was when he came, how wretched he is now.
And the person he wanted to kill, always with his hands behind his back, standing alone, did not even blink, did not even look at him.
All around the dead quiet.
Song Xinruo violently looked at Xin Zhuo, pupils contracted, sunk to the bottom of the heart, all of a sudden jumped to the clouds, and scalp numb, a burst of creepy, this young man, gave her the feeling of suddenly as if …… had the magical ability to shatter the mountains and the sea and the general pressure of the immortals.
But he clearly did not do anything.
Liang Wu on the city wall, closed his mouth, the excitement on his face dissipated a little bit, staring with wide eyes, cool from scalp to heels.
“Murong ……”
The group of female cultivators who were still cheering in the densely packed crowd around them came to an abrupt halt, incomparably stunned.
“Woo–“
There was a wind that blew over countless dumbfounded faces and messed up the hair of Murong Bo who climbed out from the bottom of the pit.
He looked at Xin Zhuo with difficulty, breathing heavily, “Senior, just …… who is it?”
Xin Zhuo did not make a sound.
“Which disciple are you, do you know my Spirit Blade Sacred Sect ……?”
On the city wall, Liang Wu was colorful and rebuked loudly.
Xin Zhuo still did not make a sound, although the martial artist does not cultivate the state of mind, but the cultivation has reached a certain point, the mentality has changed greatly, and these junior martial artists do not have half the mood to talk.
Stretching out his hand gently a move, that Liang five will be uncontrollable flying swept, “plop” fell in Murong Bo side.
Then rolled up two people and Song Xinruo, a flash disappeared, leaving thousands of bewildered martial artists and people.
Re-emerge, has arrived in the city’s richest market “Wang Jiang Fang” the highest and most generous “White Crane Building” under.
The ancient city of “Lin Vengeance” was three hundred and twenty miles long and one hundred and sixty miles wide, neighboring the Endless Ten Thousand Races Abyss in the south and connecting to the Great Prosperity Ancient Kingdom in the north, it was the largest city in the southern border of the Great Prosperity Principality, and was also the location of the Great Prosperity Kingdom’s Southern Great Governor’s Office.
Inside the city, there are twelve squares, dozens of main streets, a Cangluan River crosses the city east and west, and the pavilions are full of exotic winds of the frontier, and there are often barbarians and hu people traveling to and from the city, which can be said to be all-encompassing.
This Cangluan River White Crane Building, three hundred and seventy-nine feet high, is the private property of the Governor, restaurants, brothels, baths a dragon.
But at the moment, this white crane building is surrounded by tens of thousands of major forces of martial artists, all are imposing generation, but all look up at the top of the white crane building, where the clouds rolled, two people are killing, three thousand sword qi and thousands of knife qi filled the entire city over the origin of the power as from the dome of the sky fell, with endless killing intent. “When ……”
“Boom ……”
Terrifying true qi, origin power and martial arts, the sound shook, and the formation of the city pool was touched, ripples floating and sinking.
This two people a man, a woman, the man looks twenty or so years old, big nose, eagle eyes, natural ruthless look; woman’s posture is slender, tall, ice muscle like jade, eyes flow cold and full of killing intent.
All of them are Yuanji seven forest realm.
Xin Zhuo stopped in the center of the street directly below the White Crane Building, waved his sleeve to put down Murong Bo, Liang Wu and Song Xinruo, his expression indifferent is looking.
Murong Bo sat down with difficulty, his face white.
Liang Wu is not a fool, know that in front of this person looks young, in fact, afraid of an old monster, obediently stood without saying a word, just eyes flickering, quietly crushed a patterned purse.
That Song Xinruo has been looking at Xin Zhuo, I do not know what to think.
At this moment, there was a “tall and thin” martial artist next to him who spoke eloquently:
“This Lin Qiu City, now brings together five super sects, sixteen big sects, eighteen martial arts families and ninety-three small sects. In terms of strength, the Flying Sword Sect is the first, with three quasi-saint ancestors, seven Yuanji, and 4,700 disciples; Xuanze Temple is the second, with two quasi-saint ancestors, five Yuanji, and 5,010 disciples; Spirit Blade Sacred Sect is the third, with one quasi-saint ancestor, nine Yuanji, and 7,000 disciples; The Bodhi Buddha Temple and the Xiushan Sect were fourth or fifth.
Unexpectedly, the first Flying Sword Sect’s Saint Daughter Lu Zhiruo and the second Xuanze Temple’s Saint Son He Jiuxhe fought first, it’s hard to get into a fight!”
A bearded man on the side laughed and said, “Brother, you don’t know, this Lu Zhiruo and He Jiuha were a young couple who were married by designation back then, but unfortunately, later on, Lu Zhiruo’s father was killed, and the clan’s uncle forced his way into power, treating her badly, and it just so happened that the Crane family came to repent the marriage, saying that Crane Jiuha joined the super sect Xuanze Temple, and that the two families were no longer a good match, completely crushing her into the abyss.
Lv Zhiruo said at that time ‘thirty years river east thirty years river west, don’t deceive the young girl is poor, today’s insult, ten times repayment in the next day’, then left home, then got the chance to enter the super sect Fei Jian Sect, and after soaring to great heights, she personally exterminated Lv Clan.
He Jiuhe heard about it, found that the woman who was abandoned by himself back then, grew up and was born as beautiful as a heavenly fairy, and then reversed, Lu Zhiruo naturally disdained, the two people these two hundred years, have killed each other thirteen times, how can you say that a grudge is unending?”
“Tall and thin” shocked: “Huh? How do you know so clearly?”
The bearded man laughed: “I am Lu Zhi Ruo’s overbearing clan uncle, when she did not kill me, I ran away!”
“The tall and thin man was immediately astonished and cupped his fists and said, “I’ve heard so much about you!”
The bearded man laughed lightly, “You’re welcome!”
On the other side, a middle-aged woman asked in a deep voice, “I wonder who has a better chance of winning between these two?”
The bearded man shook his head, “Naturally, it’s Crane Jiuhe, he cultivates the concealment technique and is waiting for today, you guys just watch.”
The words just fell, a hundred feet high building top, the man crane nine river suddenly flying back in the air, a momentum from the Yuanji seven forest reached the Yuanji nine forest, vast vast, harsh very, waving sleeves, a sleeve sword wrapped in the power of the sky, blinking to the opposite side of the woman Lv Zhiruo brow, cold smile: “Lv girl, suffer death!”
Lv Zhiruo was unable to resist in her haste, her eyes widened, and she put her sword across her brow.
“Ding!”
The majestic force shattered the long sword and she fell violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Die!”
He Jiuxie swept down swiftly, slashing horizontally, manifesting 360 blades, filling the sky with blade shadows.
“Bold!”
Six figures in the distance, hurriedly shot up and blocked He Jiujiuhe’s knife and held Lu Zhiruo, it was the other six Yuanji experts of the Flying Sword Sect.
“The Flying Sword Sect’s problem of bullying the few with the many needs to change!”
Four majestic auras rose from the other side, four Yuanji experts came in a flash, precisely the experts from the Xuanze Palace.
Twelve Yuanji experts from the two super sects faced each other across the sky, their auras were monstrous, their true qi filled the air, and the pressure was extremely heavy.
The densely packed martial artists in the four directions immediately moved away from three miles to watch.
Xin Zhuo did not move, still standing in place.
Behind him, Murong Bo, Liang Wu and Song Xinruo were a bit confused, that Liang Wu anxiously said, “More than a dozen Yuanji seniors wrestling, you, you want to die, don’t drag us into it!”
(End of chapter)