Ling Tian Sword Emperor

Seeing the attitude of Blood Moon Saint, Lin Che felt relieved a little.

Although he had expected this time that the Blood Moon Saint would not kill these Sword Sect disciples on the spot, he was still worried in his heart.

After all, these things he had secretly manipulated had attracted these disciples of the World Sword Sect. If their lives were really in jeopardy, Lin Che would feel very sorry.

At the same time, after hearing the Blood Moon Saint's tone, Tang Xuanyang immediately realized that he was too impulsive. This performance had obviously left a very bad impression on the Saint.

So, he quickly restrained his murderous intention and said instead: "You losers are not qualified to die by my hands. I will spare your lives this time and get out of here."

"It's too much to bully someone."

Hearing Tang Xuanyang's tone, Chen Feng shouted coldly: "You are a slut, you have insulted my junior sister first, but you still dare to be so arrogant. If we let you go like this today, then how can we have the face to go back to Jianzong?"

"kill him!"

The disciples of the Sword Sect were excited. The next moment they formed a sword formation again and rushed towards the direction of Tang Xuanyang.

"Is there a penalty for the toast?" Tang Xuanyang's face darkened, and he immediately jumped down from the second-floor attic and said disdainfully: "Then let me see what you are capable of. Can you kill me today? The Great Demon Flame Palm!"

The moment he finished speaking, Tang Xuanyang waved his right arm, and immediately, an extremely hot flame swept out, making the space in front of him seem to have turned into a huge furnace.

Countless flames emerged out of thin air, as if they had turned into fire dragons, roaring in mid-air and rushing toward the numerous Sword Sect disciples.

"ah……"

The moment those Sword Sect disciples came into contact with the power of the flames, the assembled sword array collapsed, and each one screamed in agony. Some were hit by fireballs, leaving a black mark the size of a bowl on their chests, and some were burned.

The arm and the long sword in his hand fell directly to the ground.

If Tang Xuanyang hadn't killed him, I'm afraid this palm could have taken the lives of many Sword Sect disciples.

"Peng!" After dispersing the sword array of these Sword Sect disciples, Tang Xuanyang raised his palm and erupted with a powerful suction force, directly pulling Chen Feng's body over in the air.

He pinched Chen Feng's collar with one hand, lifted Chen Feng up in the air, and said with great momentum: "I have said before that you are just useless trash and you are not worthy of fighting me. If I want to kill you, it is simply unworthy."

No effort. Do you know the difference now?"

"Amazing……"

"This man is too powerful. He defeated these Sword Sect disciples so easily. We just called him a thief. We won't hold a grudge against him and suffer his revenge, right?"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers were all extremely shocked. They had just verbally criticized Tang Xuanyang, but now they were staring at his figure with a rather fearful look in their eyes, and some were even ready to sneak away quietly.

This is the case in the world of martial arts. As long as you show enough strength, you can easily overwhelm everyone.

"Your Excellency is so majestic. It seems that you really don't take our disciples of the Sword Sect seriously..."

In this situation, a pleasant but slightly cold voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.

This voice was not loud, but it seemed to have some kind of magic power. In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire inn became extremely quiet.

When Tang Xuanyang heard this, he couldn't help but frown. Then he turned around and saw a woman in fluttering blue clothes walking slowly from the direction of the main entrance.

This woman is extremely tall and has a delicate appearance. Her eyes are as dazzling as gems, and she has a faint smile on her face, but there is a chill in her heart that makes her heart palpitate.

Next to the woman in green were two mysterious beasts, a black tiger demon and a white-bearded rat demon.

Seeing their figures, Lin Che's eyes lit up slightly.

There is no doubt that the identity of the woman in green is his second senior sister Ye Rong. However, Lin Che was not surprised that she would come. What he did not expect was that these two guys, Black Tiger, would actually follow him.

beside her.

"Who are you? Are you another Sword Sect disciple who came here to seek death..." Tang Xuanyang stared at the woman in green who suddenly appeared, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"Your tone is not small, but in my opinion, you should be the one seeking death."

Ye Rong glanced at Tang Xuanyang, and then even if she took action directly, she didn't see any movement. A sword light like a sword condensed out of thin air and struck Tang Xuanyang in the air. The speed was strange. In almost the blink of an eye, it had already arrived.

His approach.

"Not good." Tang Xuanyang sensed the danger, his face suddenly changed, and he immediately used the Great Demon Flame Palm, hitting eleven palm prints in a row, forming eleven flame barriers in front of him, trying to block this sword light.

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"Boo boo..."

However, the next moment, the sword light penetrated through the layers of flame barriers, just like piercing through pages of fragile paper, without any hindrance at all, and hit Tang Xuanyang's chest.

With a "peng" sound, Tang Xuanyang's entire body flew out, smashing the escalator on the second floor in the distance and falling heavily to the ground.

"Pfft." Tang Xuanyang spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his eyes filled with horror, "Fortunately, I am protected by Xuanwu Armor, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous!"

As a flag bearer of the Blood Moon God Sect, Tang Xuanyang is already considered a very rare talent in the sect. Naturally, he has many life-saving treasures. The "Xuanwu Treasure Armor" is a protective armor given to him by the leader of the Lieyan Banner.

It is a treasure that has reached the third level of low-grade and contains five hundred and thirty-seven weapon patterns.

However, after withstanding the opponent's sword, not only was a dent visible to the naked eye left on the Xuanwu armor, but thirty of the five hundred and thirty-seven weapon patterns contained in it were cut off by force, almost

How could Tang Xuanyang not be surprised when he dropped to the next level?

What is the origin of this person? He doesn't look very old, so why is his cultivation so terrifying?

"I asked you why you are not afraid of death. It turns out you are wearing a tortoise shell..." Ye Rong glanced at Tang Xuanyang, smiled faintly and said: "Then try my sword again, can you still catch it?

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"Wow."

Ye Rong waved her right hand lightly, and a sword light once again condensed in the void, like a Milky Way hanging in the air. The aura of the sword exuded was obviously many times more terrifying than the power contained in her previous sword.

"Go." Ye Rong said, and the sword light in the void slashed towards Tang Xuanyang again.