Global Reincarnation: Spending 1 billion at the beginning

Shengxue, who was originally in white, turned half into black!

The strength of the Evil Ninth World is very powerful.

A simple wind scar is fast enough, but its lethality is limited, making it difficult to really hurt him.

The pure Demonic Sword Style has enough power, but its speed is limited, and it is difficult to defeat the Evil Ninth World.

After all, Xie Ninth World is not a fool, and there is no way he can stand there and not fight back.

So, the wind and demon merge?

Looking at Luo Yun at this time, Xie Ninth's mouth twitched slightly, with a faint feeling of extreme daring.

I saw Luo Yun, half black and half white, stepping out step by step. He seemed to be walking very slowly, but he was in front of Xie Ninth Life in an instant.

Once he takes action, it is an unparalleled killing move.

Under the confluence of wind and demon, the speed reaches the extreme.

Power, invincible!

The Evil Ninth World tried its best to fight back, but found that it was more than enough.

He couldn't keep up with Luo Yun in terms of speed, and Luo Yun's attack power completely seriously injured him.

Xie Ninth World fought and retreated at the same time. He was completely at a disadvantage and was bleeding every step of the way.

But Luo Yun was just the opposite, approaching step by step and killing decisively.

Every time he takes action, the Xuanyuan Sword will be stained with blood, the blood of the Evil Ninth Generation!

"The Evil Ninth Generation is completely at a disadvantage. If this continues, your life will be in danger!"

Yi Qixing opened his mouth and said, his eyes full of colorful ripples, he was completely attracted by Luo Yun's wind and demon sword technique.

Qiluosheng and Tianjue next to them nodded repeatedly.

At this point, Emperor Huoxie IX was defeated.

Even though his strength was extraordinary, he was completely restrained against Luo Yun.

Apart from anything else, he is not as fast as Luo Yun. Most of the time, he has no room to take action and can only parry with all his strength.

As for the attack power, even if the wind and demon merged, he couldn't resist it.

"No, this guy is too difficult to deal with, I can't die here!"

Even though Xie Ninth World was unwilling to give in, facing the threat of death, he had to lose his dignity and prepare to run away.

Just when Xie Ninth World was doubtful, Luo Yun slashed out with his sword again, sending Xie Ninth World flying again.

The blood of Xie Ninth World spilled into the sky, but he continued to use his strength to fly away and ran away directly.

If you continue to fight, your life will be gone.

Luo Yun shook his head and was about to go up and finish off the attack, completely leaving Xie Ninth behind, but three figures in black suddenly took action, they were the masters of the Burial Sword Society!

"Sword Sect Luo Yun, you are so brave! Those who dare to destroy our Buried Sword Society, today you have come to an end!"

The Burial Sword Society Wei Gong Du Changchun, Ling Ran opened his mouth with no concealment of murderous intent.

Next to him, Duke Ming Tianhuang of the Burial Sword Society directly pulled out his sword and pointed it at Luo Yun: "How many years have passed, you are the first one who dares to slaughter the Burial Sword Society like this. Death is not a pity!"

The leader of the Burial Sword Society, Feng Bo, gave a cold smile and waved his hand. His subordinates, including Yong Chi Ming, Zhi Leng Song Ba, Cheng Yan Liu Bei, Leng Shi Si, Ai Shi Ming and others, took action one after another to surround Luo Yun.

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Seeing this posture, Qi Luosheng and Yi Qixing, who were rushing around, changed their expressions slightly, and they immediately wanted to help.

However, Lord Tianzhu waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, let's see what Young Master Luo wants before we speak. Maybe today, the Burial Blade Society will be in trouble."

When Yi Qixing and Qi Luosheng heard this, they were suspicious, but they still nodded and calmed down.

The lineup sent by the Buried Sword Society this time is quite powerful. All the three masters are dispatched, as well as many subordinates. It can be said that except for the chief ministers of the Buried Sword Society, Hen Qiangu and Hen Jiangyue, they are all the best.

With such a lineup, even if Qi Luosheng and Yi Qixing faced off, they would not dare to underestimate them.

After all, the three masters of the Burial Sword Society are not bad, and they have many subordinates to help them out.

Luo Yun looked at the situation in front of him, smiled lightly, raised his head, and said with a smile:

"Emperor Huoxie Ninth, today the people of the Burial Sword Society will die for you, so you should be a turtle with your head down. Next time we meet, you'd better go around, otherwise you will become a turtle, haha!"

The sound is like a bell, spreading throughout the country.

Even Xie Ninth had run far away, but upon hearing such words, his face immediately turned pale and he spurted out another mouthful of blood.

This time, I was completely angry.

As powerful as the Nine Worlds of Emperor Woe and Evil, when did such an arrogant existence start to become a coward?

But compared with life, it seems that it is not a bad thing to be a turtle with little head.

After all, it is better to live than die!

Everyone in the Burial Sword Society was even more furious and stared at him angrily.

"Arrogant! How arrogant! Today your Sword Sect Luo Yun will definitely die!" Du Changchun, the Duke of Guards of the Burial Sword Society, shouted angrily.

Luo Yun glanced at the people in the Burial Sword Club around him, full of banter, as if they were looking at a group of dead people, and said coldly: "Are all your people here?"

"What's the meaning?"

Feng BoE didn't know what he meant for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

Luo Yun smiled and said calmly: "If we are all here, let's die together! This will save me the trouble of coming to your door!"

As soon as the words fell, Xuanyuan Sword's cold light shone brightly, and Luo Yun's entire body turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

"Be careful!" Ming Tianhuang, the Duke of Burial Blade Huishuo, quickly warned.

But unfortunately it's still too late.

"The traces of the wind, the wind passes without traces!"

A cold voice sounded, the sword energy was raging, and the figure was ghostly.

Wherever Luo Yun went, big heads flew high and fell to the ground.

In just a moment, more than a dozen masters of the Buried Sword Society died tragically, leaving only the three leaders of the Buried Sword Society, stunned on the spot, at a loss.

Luo Yun, on the other hand, had already returned to his original place, as if he had never left.

But the master of the Burial Sword Society is dead, really dead.

The three of them, Ming Tianhuang, looked at me and I looked at you, all of them were dumbfounded.

Killing dozens of people from the Burial Sword Society in an instant, such strength is truly terrifying.

But more importantly, I am angry!

Today, the Burial Sword Society came for revenge and wanted to destroy Luo Yun.

But he didn't expect that he would die before he left the army!

After just one meeting, there were only three polished commanders left in their mighty lineup!

Feng Bo Evil trembled all over and said sternly: "Jian Zong Luo Yun, you are seeking death. Killing my disciples of the Burying Blade Society like this is simply an unpardonable crime. No one in heaven or on earth can save you."

"Ha ha!"

Luo Yun smiled, completely unconcerned: "What does Burial Blade Association mean? So what if I kill him? Not to mention you, even if it's the shrinking turtle boss behind you, so what if I kill him?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone present was shocked.

The Burial Sword Society is notorious and powerful, and can be regarded as a very powerful force in a difficult situation.

On the surface, it is an organization formed by a group of people who hate knives and want to bury the existence of knives.

But everyone knows that there is nothing so simple behind the Burial Sword Society.

It's just that the mysterious mastermind is hidden so deeply that no one knows about it.

But Sheng Huanian on the side could not help but shrink his pupils, and thought to himself: Could it be that he knows my details?

No one knows that Sheng Huanian is the Holy Master of the Buried Sword Society. He is one level higher than Hen Qiangu and Hen Jiangyue, the leader of the Buried Sword Society, and second only to Qi Taizu, the leader of the Buried Sword Society.

Well, he couldn't have known that, he probably did it on purpose and was bluffing.

Sheng Huanian comforted himself like this and breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this time, Luo Yun looked at Sheng Huanian and smiled, which was full of meaning.