Fantasy: The Strongest Sect In The Heavens

An army of tens of thousands of sect disciples lined up under Qingfeng City, but there was only one of them to welcome them.

They stared at the young man under the city gate in unison, wondering how this man had the courage to stop the alliance army.

The young man who was appearing under the city gate was Guihai Yidao sent by Qin Ye.

The system asked Qin Ye to take the initiative to attack, so he sent Gui Hai Yi Dao over.

"Who are you?"

Mu Tong looked at Gui Hai Yi Dao and asked aloud.

"Go back. Qingfengzong is not a place where you can run wild."

Gui Hai said coldly.

"Your Excellency seems to be a member of the Qingfeng Sect." Mu Tong's eyes were fixed.

"Qing Fengzong, Gui Hai Yi Dao." Gui Hai Yi Dao did not beat around the bush, but reported his family name.

"Hey, Qingfengzong is afraid? They only sent you here alone. Hurry up and call out your suzerain. As long as he is willing to destroy his dantian, our lord has a lot, so we can spare his life."

An eighth-rank sect master smiled triumphantly.

"Extremely extreme."

The other suzerains echoed one after another, laughing wildly.

Gui Hai stood there straight with a knife, without saying a word, but he was like a knife that had not been sheathed, but once it was unsheathed, it was like a magic knife descending.

Mu Tong wanted to use his spiritual sense to detect Gui Hai Yi Dao's realm, but when his divine sense detected the opponent's body, he was cut off by an invisible blade. He was secretly surprised, this person turned out to be a sword repairman, and he might have already mastered it. Sword intent.

"I think this person is a powerful swordsman. I don't know who will take him down."

Mu Tong didn't make a move. In his opinion, except for the mysterious lord of the Qingfeng Sect, other people are not worth his shot.

This time was a good opportunity to show his face, Qingyun Sect actually let it out, and suddenly a sect couldn't help but jumped out, and the head of the sect clapped his hands at Tong Mu proudly and said: "Sect Master Mu, I have a disciple Pan Qiu, He also specializes in Dao of the Sword, with a small achievement in the Dao of the Sword, he can kill this person."

"Who is Pan Qiu? Dao Jing Xiaocheng, why haven't I heard of his reputation?" A sect master who had never heard of Pan Qiu's reputation asked the people next to him in a low voice.

"Pan Qiu was a disciple accepted by the master of the Silver Knife Sect six years ago. I heard that this Pan Qiu is very talented in swordsmanship, and he has comprehended the sword state at a young age. It is rumored that this Pan Qiu went down the mountain a year ago to kill thirteen heroes. .” Someone familiar with Pan Qiu explained.

Many people were shocked when they heard that the thirteen heroes were not the names of one person, but a bandit team composed of thirteen people. These thirteen people are powerful, and each of them has at least four innate realms and above, and the highest is innate six realms.

These thirteen heroes are obviously bandits, but they insist on giving a hero's name. They are engaged in murder and robbery, so their reputation is notorious, but they suddenly disappeared a year ago, and it turned out that they were killed by Pan Qiu.

Mu Tong nodded and agreed to Pan Qiu's fight.

"Pan Qiu!"

The head of the Silver Knife Gate let out a soft drink.

"The disciple is here."

A young man came out more and more, only to see that young man with delicate features, tall and tall, with a silver knife on his back.

"This is the first battle, don't let my reputation of Silver Knife Gate fall."

The silver knife door is the main road.

"Yes, Master."

After speaking, Pan Qiu walked towards Guihai with a knife.

"Innate fifth level, this Pan Qiu is indeed a good seedling."

Mu Tong nodded slightly and expressed his appreciation.

The head of the Yindao Sect said proudly: "Pan Qiu is a small sword master, and the general congenital sixth-layer martial artist may not be his opponent."

Those small sects all showed envious expressions, only hating why there are no such outstanding disciples in their own sect.

Pan Qiu came in front of Guihai Yidao, and said proudly: "You also use a knife. It is your honor to die by my knife. If you don't want to die, you can retreat now."

"You are not my match."

Guihai Yidao said with a cold expression.

"Hmph! Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you."

Pan Qiu snorted coldly, and with a wave of his finger, the silver knife behind him flew out and fell into his hand.

With a flash of his figure, he appeared in front of Guihai Yidao in an instant, and he slashed out with the sword.

Gui Hai stood there motionless with a knife, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

Pan Qiu looked even more complacent. Today he must win the first battle and gain the reputation of the Silver Knife School.

Yindaomen is also an old eighth-rank sect, but it has been weak in recent years, and its strength is not as good as before. This time Qingyunzong invited everyone from Yindaomen to think that this is an opportunity to revive the sect, so they came together.

"Heartless cut!"

Gui Hai moved his saber, it wasn't his figure that moved, but his hand, and a dazzling white light lit up.

Pooh!

Pan Qiu, who was slashing at him with a knife, was cut to pieces without even making a scream.

hiss--

Everyone gasped. Pan Qiu is a genius who comprehends the sword realm, and his innate strength in the fifth-layer realm, but he was cut to pieces with a single blow. It was too terrifying.

"Ah! Kill him!"

Seeing that his disciple was killed, the head of the Silver Knife Sect was furious and shouted loudly.

Immediately, hundreds of disciples of the Silver Knife Sect charged away.

Gui Hai didn't even raise the head of the saber, but swung the same saber, a dazzling light lit up, and the hundreds of disciples of the Yindao sect who rushed up were all stunned.

Beheaded with a knife.

"This—he is so powerful, the Yindaomen have suffered a big loss this time."

Everyone in the other sects exclaimed.

As a veteran eighth-rank sect, Yinyue Dao, no matter how lonely he is, his skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the hundreds of disciples just now are all Xiantian realm disciples, but they can't resist the power of Gui Hai's sword.

After so many disciples died, the master of Yinyue Dao Sect also came to his senses and stopped sending people up.

Tong Mu withdrew his gaze from Guihai Yidao, and asked again: "This person is powerful, who else is willing to take this person down?"

The eyes of the sect masters flickered, and they were unwilling to send their disciples to die.

Killing the fifth level of the innate realm with one blow, it can be seen that the strength of Gui Hai's sword is at least the seventh level of the innate level, and they are naturally unwilling to send their disciples to die.

"Hmph! The other party is only one person, so you are afraid of this? Let's see how I, the Fire Cloud Sect, will kill this person." The eighth-rank sect's head of the Fire Cloud Sect stood up, and said to everyone with a look of disdain.

The Fire Cloud Sect is also an old eighth-rank sect, but unlike the Yindao Sect, the Fire Cloud Sect has always been very strong, and has a good relationship with the Qingyun Sect, and is under the care of the Qingyun Sect.

"Since the Fire Cloud Sect wants to make a move, it would be the best."

Tong Mu said.

"Okay! Then I will act on behalf of the Fire Cloud Sect."

A middle-aged man walked out of the Fire Cloud Sect camp, wearing a gray robe that fluttered, and the logo of the Fire Cloud Sect was embroidered on the robe.

"It's Zhang Wei, the third elder of the Fire Cloud Sect." As soon as the middle-aged man stood up, someone recognized him.

Someone who knew the third elder of the Fire Cloud Sect said: "This Zhang Wei is the younger brother of the Sect Master of the Fire Cloud Sect. It is said that his talent is stronger than that of the Sect Master of the Fire Cloud Sect. It is said that he is only one step away from stepping into the Ninth Level of Innate Realm."

Immediately, many people were shocked. At the peak of the eighth level of innateness, this is already the strength of the master of a sect. Even though the strength of many sect masters here is not as strong as the innate eightfold, it can be seen that Zhang Wei's strength is strong.

Zhang Wei stood up, and everyone's eyes were on him. His body flickered, and his figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"So fast!"

"It's—so fast."

"It's so powerful, it's worthy of being the elder of the Fire Cloud Sect."

Everyone was shocked by Zhang Wei's body skills, and they were all amazed.

Zhang Wei's figure appeared in front of Guihai Yidao, and he stepped out, waving his sleeve robe, and small red swords appeared in front of him, each of which was condensed from flames.

With a wave of Zhang Wei's sleeve, the small sword made of flames swished towards Guihai.