Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Badger, die."

The cold word fell, Lingxian's sword swept across, and the blood-red sword shone out.

brush!

This sword is extremely sharp, full of sharpness, covering the dozens of figures in the air!

Suddenly, more than ten monks of Jiedan's face changed greatly, and they avoided each other one by one.

Because in their perception, this sword is too terrifying, it has a tendency to break the sky and cannot be defeated at all.

The next scene also confirmed that their perception was correct.

I saw the sharp sword light whistling past, rendering the sky into a blood red, chopped on a magnificent peak in front. Suddenly, a sword mark appeared on the mountainside, and the upper half of the mountain collapsed suddenly.

This scene made everyone except Lingxian sweat from the forehead.

One sword!

How powerful is it to break the mountain with just one sword?

"Do you still want to stop me now?"

Ling Xian spoke faintly, with magnificent eyes glanced at the audience, and no one dared to look at him.

The people looked dull, looking at the smooth cut of the mountain peak, their faces filled with fear.

No one spoke, and no one dared to look at Ling Xian. Only the light breeze and the heavy gasp sounded especially clear in this deadly space.

Ling Xian did not continue to speak. He held the Scarlet Sword and stood proudly in front of the hall. Just like a supreme heavenly respect, standing still does not just give people a sense of being in the world.

This made everybody tremble at the scene, but the suzerain died, how can they elders sit idly by?

"Kill me Lord of Heaven's Xuanmen, do you still want to leave calmly?" A white-haired Cangcang old man yelled.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man whispered coldly, "If I let you leave safely, where do I leave Tian Xuanmen's face?"

"Where to put it, I don't know."

Ling Xian glanced at the people lightly and said, "I only know that if you don't let me leave calmly, then I will have nothing but blood."

Going for blood?

Do you mean to kill?

The crowd at first appeared for a moment, then came to understand, and the expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

However, they cannot deny that the horrified teenager in front of him has the capital to kill him!

"Damn! Kill the palm to teach real people on my Tianxuanmen site, and now dare threaten me to wait, you are too arrogant!" The old man thundered wildly, but he didn't shoot.

The same was true of everyone present. Everyone was very angry, but they did not dare to move.

This funny look hesitating in anger and fear caused Ling Xian to shake her head with a smile and said, "What do you know about the teachings of Tian Xuan Men? You know best. Don't bother to justify. "

As he said, his smile gradually narrowed and turned cold.

"It's a big battle."

The magic sword in his hand glowed with blood, Ling Xian holding the sword and pointed at the people above, suddenly freezing the space.

Suddenly, there was a dread in the eyes of the elders of Tianxuanmen, and he couldn't help asking himself, with his own strength, did he really stop the horrible boy in front of him?

The answer is no, no suspense.

Because Lingxian's momentum was too terrible, even though his sword did not move, no one did. But the invincible trend that naturally emanated made everyone panic.

"It looks like you didn't have the courage to stop me."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "The choice of smart people, believe me, you will not regret today's decision."

After speaking, he rose into the air and moved forward slowly.

That relaxed and freehand look is like walking in his back garden, instead of being in a hostile environment.

"Damn, teach the real person that I have a life-saving grace, I must not watch him leave!"

A strong man roars and screams, his fists are falling like a hammer in the sky!

"boom!"

As if the mountains fell, this blow was magnificent, and the stone was shocking!

However, Ling Xian just flicked his sleeves and took the blow. Then, the Jianshuo man was blasted out by him.

"It seems that there are still people who don't give up."

With a dull look around the audience, Ling Xian's wrist trembled, and she excelled with her sword. The **** sword shines out of the world, and it has the potential to break the sky and destroy the might of the Eight Wastelands!

In the previous sword light, he did not target the monks, so they could dodge. This time, however, he had locked those people firmly.

Therefore, when Jianguang whistled out, everyone's face changed greatly, and they were neither able to resist, nor dodged.

The next moment, Jian Guang dissipated, and a bloodstain appeared on everyone's face.

"This sword is meant to deter, not to kill."

Looking at the monks with horrified faces, Ling Xian looked indifferent, and said, "Retreat quickly, or the next blood stain will appear on your throat."

Hearing the words, everyone was scared and terrified.

They are also very clear that the reason why they can still breathe is because Ling Xian does not want to kill them. Otherwise, the sword alone is enough to claim his own life.

Therefore, they sighed together and stepped back three steps towards both sides.

None of them spoke, but this action undoubtedly revealed their thoughts.

Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction. He is not a bloodthirsty man, and has killed the boss who wants to be unfavorable to Aoxianzong.

The rest of the group was not at all concerned, and even if they hated it, they did not dare to treat Aoxianzong.

Therefore, he did not intend to kill these people.

"Zhongtian, let's go."

With a hello, Ling Xian smiled and walked forward.

Chu Zhongtian was also smiling, and behind him, the fox fake tiger pretended.

When the monks on both sides of Tian Xuanmen saw this, they all made a long sigh, full of helplessness.

They want to stop, but they dare not stop. Therefore, only the master and servant could leave calmly.

This scene made the disciples below clenched their fists and felt a great deal of humiliation.

Since the Qing Mingzong was overthrown, their Tianxuanmen have become stronger and stronger in recent years. Looking at the surrounding five thousand miles, who dares to challenge them?

However, Lingxian killed Tian Xuanmen's master on the site of Tian Xuanmen. Right now, leaving calmly under the eyes of everyone, no one dares to stop, how can those people not feel shame?

However, everyone knows that blocking Lingxian has only one result.

dead.

Whoever stops who dies.

As a result, all of them could not release their fists weakly, and could only stare at him, watching him leave calmly.

Seeing this, Ling Xian nodded with satisfaction. Not satisfied with his magnificence, but he knew that Tianxuanmen was completely shocked by himself.

The same is true of those three teachers.

This means that within five thousand miles, no one dares to be detrimental to Aoxianzong, at least not for a short time.

In this way, Ling Xian will naturally feel satisfied and feel that she can leave with peace of mind.

"Myself, it's time to plan the chance."

With the mouth raised, Ling Xian transformed into Jiutian Divine Wing, leaving Chu Zhongtian at a rapid speed.