Sword Spirit

No one thought that at this last moment, there was still a wave of turbulence. All the situations were already under the control of Lu Xuan. However, there was another elder of the Jiuxing Sword School, and it was not an ordinary elder, but a refining. The elders of the late period of God, the existence of these strengths, there are not many in the Jiuxing Jianpai.

When Feng Jianzong was shocked, this group of surviving nine-star swords disciples was overjoyed. It was really a dark flower, and the peaks and turns. They are now very grateful to Lu Xuan to let Lin Xinyi start. If Lu Xuan is automatic, then they will wait. Not this elder is coming.

"He Changlao, help! We have five brothers and brothers dead in their hands, and the left brother is also dead, He Changla, you must revenge left brother!" Jiuxingjian sent these disciples to see their elders come, The waist bar suddenly straightened up, just pleading for Lu Xuan to spare his life, and in a blink of an eye he wanted to retaliate back.

"What? Zuo Mo is dead?" This is a long-awaited boss. The Jiuxing Swordsman is only a three-pronged sect. Every refining disciple is extremely precious. Because of his refinement in the disciples, he will It is possible to cultivate to the late stage of refining.

"Yes, the body of the left brother is there, not only dead, but also the other side ruined the body, and took down an arm." Another nine-star sword disciple deliberately falsified.

As the disciple knows, He Changzong saw at a glance that the corpse on the ground was really left, and his face suddenly sagged, slowly looking up and looking at Lu Xuan: "You are too much too much, dead. Also destroy the body!"

Lu Xuan smiled lightly: "I said that I was killing his talents and cutting his hands, and finally he killed him. Do you believe it or not?"

He Changguan looked at several disciples of the Jiuxingjian school. One of the disciples said, "He Changlao does not believe that he is gibberish. It is obvious that killing people first and then destroying the body. We see it with our own eyes. Such inhumane practices must be disciplined. !"

When I saw it, He Chang’s heart was clear. I am afraid that my disciples will lie again, but what about it. Doesn't he favor himself? He also favored the enemy, and Zuo Mo died here, which is a big loss for the Jiuxing Swords. If you don't retaliate. How can you be satisfied?

"A good wind sword sect disciple. The start is so cruel, although my nine-star swords are fighting with you, the sword is not necessary to kill the corpse so inhumane. It seems that I have to teach you the wind sword religion. "He Chang Lao said slowly in the first two steps.

"You are old and confused, and you are blatantly biased towards your nine-star swordsman!" Summer night screamed: "And according to the agreement, you can only save your people if you are elders! Otherwise, Xuan Ice Court will kill you personally, you can think about it!"

Hearing the words, He Chang’s footsteps, the summer night, did indeed say that he was above his death. This agreement was not set by the Fengjianzong and the Jiuxingjian, but was agreed by Xuanbingge and the Emperor. Once it is violated, it is not Fengjianzong, but Xuanbinge.

"He elders, you don't have to teach them to teach them, you just need to hold the other side, let us do it, so it should not be a violation of the agreement." The disciple who had left the idea of ​​Zuo Mo said.

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Fengjian Zong are all looking at this person with a look of grief. How can there be such a shameless person in the world? I knew that I would let Lu’s brother kill him first.

But at this time, Lu Xuan said coldly: "There is a lot of nonsense."

The powerful sword sentiment came out again, and the strong sword shot all the way to the disciple who had just spoken.

Seeing Lu Xuan’s hands, the disciple suddenly frightened and died. He didn’t expect Lu Xuan to be so big. He clearly had an elder in the late refining of the gods. He even dared to do it. More importantly, once he was landed. Xuan hit, it is definitely dead!

"Bold!" He Chang's anger screamed. He was really angry this time. He dared to be in front of him. He didn't put him in his eyes. If Lu Xuan succeeded, where was his old face?

After the voice was completed, He Chang’s old sword suddenly shot, directly shot to intercept Lu Xuan’s attack.

However, Lu Xuan had already expected his movements. The broken ice sword had already fallen into his hands in silence. The dragon was shot in the strong manner of Tianyi, and it was first and foremost, which completely blocked the rescue of He Chang’s sword.

Although He Changlao is a refining god, he has not fully tried his hand. He did not even think that Lu Xuan has the courage to do it with himself. This saves a sword and is actually blocked.

"Oh..." A voice came, only to see the disciple who had spoken before, and desperately grabbed his throat. He couldn’t speak anymore, and the blood continued to flow from his fingers. After three steps back, I fell to the ground and never breathed again.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Lu Xuan’s action was too fast. First, a sword attacked the disciple. Then he intercepted the elders. The talents just reacted. The disciple was already dead. For a time, the only remaining disciples of the Jiuxing Swordsman. Can not help but retreat a long distance, for fear that Lu Xuan once again shot.

Of course, what really surprised them was not this, but Lu Xuan was so courageous that he dared to work on a seven-year-old elder, and more importantly, let Lu Xuan succeed in blocking this sword!

Seeing that this disciple’s eyes were dying under his own eyes, He Chang’s little glimpse, even if he was angry and laughed!

"Well, the old man hasn't seen such a daring person for a long time. He dared to kill people under my eyes. I didn't expect to see it today! Since you dare to do it to me, don't blame me for letting you die here today!" The teeth biting and creaking, apparently the anger to the extreme, the elders, even their own disciples can not protect, how can not be angry.

"If you don't come, you want to do something to us. What excuses are you looking for?" Lu Xuan said with a smile: "Now I will give you a good deal. Although there are rules for elders not to kill disciples, it seems that there is no requirement for disciples not to kill elders. ?"

He Changlao sneered: "Is it really a newborn calf, not a tiger, a little guy who refines the gods, and dare to kill me? It’s really not fast enough. Don’t just block me, it’s enough to fight me. Just That move, but I used the power of 30%."

"Oh? Is it? I am really embarrassed, I just used only 20% of the power." Lu Xuan smiled.

"Children's picture is good for the tongue. Today, you all have to die!" He Chang-Lao snorted and immediately said to the Jiuxingjian people: "The disciples are back."

He Changlao is also afraid that Lu Xuan will die hard to kill the disciples of the Jiuxing Swords. According to the strength of Lu Xuan’s performance, no one of these disciples can block Lu Xuan’s move.

"You also retreat, some people rely on the old and sell old, today I will let him wake up." Lu Xuan Chong Lin Xinyi and others said.

"Lu Xuan, you are careful, if you are not capable of enemies, don't worry about us, stay in the green hills, don't miss the firewood." Lin Xinyi worried about the sound, although she knew that Lu Xuan was very powerful, even without the sword can kill Zuo Mo, but this person is the strongman of the late refining, such a powerful warrior, can Lun Xuan deal with it?

"Xin Yi, don't disturb Lu Xuan, we will step back, lest the old guy can take advantage of it." Summer night said: "I believe Lu Xuan, since he said so, he will be able to do it!"

Summer night is coming out of Lincheng with Lu Xuan. He has seen Lu Xuan create too many miracles. Every time someone recognizes the impossible, Lu Xuan can always make the impossible possible. He believes this time. The same is true, since Lu Xuan said that he can teach this old man who is refining the gods, then he will be able to teach!

"Yes, Lu Shaoxia is definitely ok!" Zhang Dongshuang's nod to the point, although Lu Shaoxia is a bit rusty, but she likes this name, and she died in Lu Xuan, but she can still live, what is the land Xuan can not do it?

The disciples of both sides quickly retired. Only Lu Xuan and He Changlao were left in the field. One side was full of Huafa, and the cultivation was more than a few decades. One party was only 20 years old. It has been less than two years since entering the Fengjianzong. It’s like a rival, but it’s a battle.

Lu Xuan took a deep breath, and the momentum of the whole body suddenly broke out. At the peak of the sword, the sword was filled with unreservedly in the body. He said: "Come on, after breaking through the refining of the gods, you have not found a rival. See if you can force my true strength!"

It was said that the disciples of the nine-star swordsmen were distracted.

"This kid is really mad, facing the elders who dare to be so arrogant, the district refines the gods, I don't think it is the enemy of the elders."

"It’s just dead, I want to kill us, it’s him who is looking for death!”

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Compared with the nine-star Jianpai disciple who is full of confidence in He Chang, now the old man is actually very condensed.

Before Lu Xuan did not fully show his strength, it was to kill Zuo Mo, and the use of it was just a big sword. Now, when the peak of the sword is out, He Chang Lao feels a trace of unusual. At the peak of the sword, it is not likely to be able to comprehend the Yuanyuan martial arts, let alone him, and the elder sword of He Chang’s present is only entering the mid-term threshold.

"Where did this kid come from? When did Feng Jianzong have such a powerful disciple?" He Chang’s heart secretly pondered, he has been patrolling on the battlefield, did not participate in the meeting of the Jiuxing Jianpai account, not yet Clearly identify Lu Xuan.

"But no matter what you come to, you will die this time. Killing a genius of the Wind Swordsman has great benefits for my Jiuxing Swords!" He Changshen immediately strengthened his beliefs, and now hesitates without hesitation. Drink, a long sword, an endless force swarmed. (To be continued.)