My Sword Intent Can Be Infinitely Improved

In the mountains, the Jianghu monks explored one by one according to the path given by the master of the formation.

They also found five strongholds of evil cultivators as they wished.

Now he is fighting fiercely with evil cultivators.

With the four major sects and the Wusi of Lingshan Prefecture as the main force, each force attacks a stronghold of evil cultivators.

The masters of all parties have not made a move yet, and now it is just a battle under the masters.

But even so, every place where there is a war is like a natural disaster.

Trees snapped, mountains collapsed, and the earth tore apart.

Warriors above the third-rank realm can easily change the environment.

Although the battlefield fell into a stalemate for a while.

But slowly, the situation changed.

Reddish gas appeared in the field.

With the appearance of the gas, the evil cultivator who was still at a disadvantage suddenly ran away.

The strength of each of them soared, a layer of bloody aura emerged from their bodies, and some hidden evil cultivators also shot suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, the monks from all sides fell into a disadvantage!

The complexion of the five masters of the four sects and Zhenwu Division changed.

Just when they were about to make a move, several figures blocked their way.

"Old bald donkey, you're so old, you can't take care of yourselves, why do you want to seek death?" Tu Baisheng walked out from the shadows, and stopped in front of an old monk with a big smile.

"Amitabha. I advise the benefactor to put down the butcher's knife." At the same time Yuan Jie spoke, his breath was mobilized, and his cloudy eyes were fixed on Tu Baisheng.

"Old guy. Are you kidding me? Why don't you learn how Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle and let me train you?"

"Maybe I will put down the butcher knife, hahaha!"

Tu Baisheng reveals extreme madness, this kind of madness makes people feel shuddering.

While laughing, Tu Baisheng drew out the sword behind his back, and the bloody aura seemed to come alive, entangled on the sword.

Wisps of bloody aura floated in mid-air and entangled, as if beating.

The scene was extremely weird.

Tu Baisheng took a step forward and killed Yuan Jie in an instant.

Yuan Jie raised his hand with a palm.

The palm has the meaning of Vajra, with a layer of Buddha light attached.

Colliding with blood energy is more like two natural enemies colliding together.

The moment they touched it, there was a whistling sound.

A powerful shock wave spread out centered on the two of them.

The surrounding flowers and vines were destroyed, and the trees could not bear the breath alone, and large areas collapsed like harvested wheat.

"Not bad."

"Hahaha, old monk, you are very good!"

"Then let me see how good you are!"

Tu Baisheng was in a state of madness, he drew his knife and then slashed, slashed, slashed!

One knife after another, opening and closing, vowing to chop everything in front of it!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!."

The bloody knife intent was attached to the big knife, and Tu Baisheng's swing of the knife didn't feel like chopping, it was more like smashing!

Yuan Jie's face remained unchanged, but the golden Buddha light on his body became heavier.

Every knife slashed by Tu Baisheng will be counteracted by his palm.

The two of them fought extremely quietly, and the ground in the center had collapsed.

The aftermath completely changed the surrounding environment.

A radius of one kilometer has been reduced to a battlefield.

One move after another, if the two moves do not collide.

It can be said that a 100-meter crater can be easily created, which can be described as extremely terrifying.

The golden light filled the air, and the blood was overwhelming.

The movement was so great that even 10,000 meters away, the earthquake could be felt clearly.

Jianghu monks, monks of Xuanshan Temple, and evil cultivators of the Blood Refining Sect.

All away from the two Grandmaster battlefields.

They don't want to be killed by the aftermath.

Yuan Jie also took the initiative to lure Tu Baisheng away, and the two stayed a little away.

Under the Grandmaster, a scuffle also opened up.

The fight started, and there was nothing to say at this time.

Every evil cultivator of the Blood Refining Sect is very crazy, with an extremely strong desire to kill.

Fortunately, the Jianghu monks are not weak here.

If the strength is weaker, the momentum of the evil cultivator alone can overwhelm a large group.

Huikong's body was filled with Buddha's light, and with his vajra palm, he brutally pressed down on Xiexiu and beat him.

But the evil cultivator is not stupid, seeing that Huikong is so powerful, he goes directly to the second rank!

As soon as the second grade came, Huikong was in a miserable situation, and was crushed and beaten in turn.

Hui Kong was not afraid at all, even if he was beaten out every time, he was still strong.

Didn't even vomit blood.

The battle was fierce.

The evil cultivator is extremely rampant, or in other words, he is not afraid of death, and his style of play is aggressive and extremely ruthless.

Even if you are injured, the kind that will spray your face with blood.

At the beginning, everyone didn't care, it's good to be aggressive, and you will die sooner if you are aggressive.

But soon everyone realized something was wrong.

It is very wrong!

Ma Dan, these evil cultivators can recover from injuries!

The Jianghu cultivator instantly knew that it must be the bloody breath in the air.

These bloody auras not only strengthen the strength of the evil cultivators, but also help them recover from their injuries.

This is very bad for Jianghu monks!

Not only suppressed in strength, but also completely crushed in momentum.

Some of the monks in the rivers and lakes have lost their courage.

Fighting against the evil cultivator who is strong, not afraid of death, and can recover from injuries?

Come come come.

You are not afraid of your coming.

Just when the momentum in the arena was extremely low, the master of Xuanshan Temple was fighting fiercely with the master of Xixiu.

There was a change in the distant sky.

A sword intent as vast as a galaxy struck from the outskirts of the mountains.

This sword intent is too huge, and it is too obvious after approaching.

Let the evil cultivators who are fighting fiercely, the monks in the rivers and lakes can't help but take a look.

With just one glance, everyone's minds were already shocked.

what is that.

sword!

Endless Swords!

Like a monstrous wave is advancing, everything it passes will be wiped out!

In front of the endless sword, there is a person walking forward with the sword.

At a glance, what I saw was Yu Wanjian coming!

Who is that?

"Su Yang. That's Su Yang!"

When Su Yang got closer, a quack cultivator immediately recognized him.

In the past few days, Su Yang has long been the most influential figure in the Jianghu of Tianfeng County.

Those who have never seen Su Yang have seen Su Yang's portrait.

For a while, the Jianghu monks in the field only resisted and stopped attacking, just to see if it was true or false.

Even some first-rank warriors and first-rank monks in Xuanshan Temple couldn't help but look up to the sky.

The fighting on the field is a bit like a sudden ceasefire.

If the Jianghu monks are shocking.

The evil cultivator of the Blood Refining Sect is timid.

Looking at the endless wave of swords and the person at the forefront of the wave of swords, they felt terrified.

When did they see such a scene?

The whole process seems to take a long time, but in fact it only takes two seconds.

The next moment, a voice resounded, the voice was very faint, but spread throughout the audience.

"Wan Jian returns to the sect!"

"cut!"

"Shhhhhh!!!"

The sword tide moved!

In mid-air, Su Yang stood still, Wan Jian passed by his side.

Thousands of swords are fired together, rushing towards the battlefield!

Covering the entire sky, it is depressing and suffocating.

Even if the Jianghu cultivators knew that these swords would not cut at them, the instinct of fear could not be suppressed.

In the blink of an eye, they heard an explosion beside them.

They looked away.

The evil cultivator who had fought with them just now died.

Nailed to the ground, to a tree, to a mountain

Fourth rank is dead!

Third Grade is dead!

The second product is dead!

Yipin. Die!

There was an evil cultivator who reacted quickly and quickly launched a defensive move, blocking his body with bloody true energy.

But he couldn't stop him even for a breath, and was blown away by Yijing's long sword in an instant, and then crucified to death.

After Wan Jian passed, there was a dead silence in the arena.

The evil cultivator of the Blood Refining Sect is dead, unable to speak

The monks of the rivers and lakes are alive, but they can't speak.

The shocking scene caused them to lose their language function for a moment.

There was no sound, the drop of a needle could be heard.

but so

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