The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

"Changhong surprise!"

One of the surprises of swordsmanship is extremely powerful swordsmanship.

The sword waved its power on the earth, cutting the heaven and the earth angrily.

Boom.

This sword aura shook down on all sides, and came to Zifeng in an instant!

"broken!"

Zifeng saw that his retreat was irreversible, and his true energy was running. He hit the ground with one punch. A powerful fist hit the sword aura, shaking the earth and the sky. In this action, the entire tournament collapsed.

"It's great to block my sword!"

"But with this sword, I will kill you!"

"Breaking swordsmanship, breaking ten thousand swords!"

Lin Qiusheng's footsteps flew, and the afterimages quickly dispersed on the ruins, and the afterimages were slashed out in the air with a sword. After a while, Wan Jian Qiqi rushed out, covering hundreds of sword auras. Surrounded by the circle.

The power of horror piled up in mid-air, like a waking monster destroying the horror of heaven and earth.

Hush!

The warriors who were onlookers were so frightened by Lin Qiusheng's sword that their faces paled, and they retreated one after another.

Jibei, who presided over the meeting, also looked at Zifeng with a little horror.

"It's over, this person will die!" Qi Xuan and Wen Yuanjia looked at each other, with sneers on their faces.

"Hmph, Zifeng, you must come back to die, to offend the Holy Alliance. Do you think you can live?" Qi Shaolong also sneered in his heart.

"Oops!" Li Qingxuan didn't say much, just said two people's words to express Li Qingxuan's fear of Lin Qiusheng's sword.

Li Jianxing's face is ugly!

"It's over. Lin Qiusheng's sword is too strong, and Zifeng may lose."

Sun Gan had always had confidence in Zifeng, but at the moment when he saw Lin Qiusheng's powerful sword, he was also very worried.

After all, Lin Qiusheng is a rare genius in the outside world. "Brother Zifeng, be careful!"

The iron egg roared at this time.

Zifeng faced Wan Jian’s piercing air, the sword gas turned into a sword net and enveloped him, making him irresistible!

"Interesting! You are qualified to let me out of the sword."

Zifeng grinned immediately when he saw this trick.

"It's just a sword? I will kill you at this step! Where can you hide this sword?"

Lin Qiusheng smiled and said, "Accept your fate and die under my sword."

"Why should I hide? This sword net is broken!"

Zheng.

The Yinfeng Sword of the Third Stage Spirit Tool was pulled out, and suddenly a cold light appeared.

The meteor falls, the moon slashes!

Zifeng suddenly walked forward step by step, his eyes opened and closed again, a fierce color burst into anger, the sword's edge rushed into the sky, and the anger was chopped down.

Tears.

A surge of sword energy tore through the sky, burst out angrily, and hit the huge sword net.

Just hearing a "bang" sound, Lin Qiusheng's sword net was bombarded into pieces, spreading like tofu, cutting the ground in all directions into a series of sword marks.

However, the power of this sword that cut the sword net did not weaken, it walked straight to Lin Qiusheng's gate.

"Snow!

The sword fell heavily on Lin Qiusheng's face, flattening his left half of his head, and blood was flowing.

"Ah, Zifeng, I will kill you!"

Lin Qiusheng was so angry that he lost half of his head? Zifeng was also a little scared.

"Not dead, then a sword is coming!"

An afterimage flew out, and Zifeng approached Lin Qiusheng in an instant. A sharp sword cut through the world and stabbed Lin Qiusheng in the throat.

"Stop, dare to kill my God Alliance warrior, fuck?"

When all the audience were shocked, an angry voice suddenly appeared in the air. If the sound was thunderous, it would shake hundreds of miles!

I saw a person jump up, hit Zifeng's sword with his palm, and let Zifeng fly.

"Huh, you can't stop the person I am going to kill!"

At the moment this person appeared, Zifeng felt his presence.

Suddenly, a sword light shot out from the Yinfeng Sword on one wrist.

"Heaven kills the lone star!"

call out!

This sword pierced Lin Qiusheng's throat. Lin Qiusheng's flustered face crazily covered the wound on his throat.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the blood flow.

After breathing for three times, Lin Qiusheng opened his eyes wide, and fell to the ground, dying to death.

at this time.

A white-clothed man fell in front of Lin Qiusheng, glanced at the news of Lin Qiusheng's death, and his face was pale with anger.

The man turned around, looking very handsome, with a noble expression on his face.

"Little Patriarch!"

"It is the Young Sect Master who has entered!"

"I haven't seen a few patriarchs!"

Regardless of whether it was a warrior of the Alliance of Gods or other warriors, at this moment, they lowered their heads slightly and saluted the Young Master.

Zifeng also glanced at this person twice. Is he the Young Sect Master?

The young master's name is Su Cang, the son of Ling Jianzong who teaches Su Zhan today. He is also a member of the Senate's Cabinet.

The respect for a person's status is self-evident.

"Did you not hear what I said?" Young Sect Master Su Wan said to Zi Feng with a pale face. Su Cang has always dominated the spirit sword. No one dared to defy what he said. Even with the spirit sword alliance backed by the Elder Pavilion, they would not dare to openly defy Su Cang's words.

But today, he appeared to save Lin Qiusheng, but was killed by Zifeng.

This made Su Cang feel his position and was irritated.

"I heard it, but I'm sorry. I couldn't help but lose the game."

Zifeng said casually.

"Good, good one is bound to be missed!"

Su Cang gritted his teeth and spit out these words, his figure suddenly trance, and a gust of wind rushed towards Zifeng.

Zifeng was taken aback, felt a hint of danger from the wind, and quickly cut out a sword curtain with the Yinfeng Sword to block it in front of him.

As soon as the sword's curtain was formed, a sharp claw protruded from the violent wind in front of it and shattered it as soon as it touched it.

"too strong!"

Zifeng was surprised.

"Die for me!"

Su Cang let out a loud shout, smashed the sword behind the scenes, and stamped his palm heavily on Zifeng's chest.

Snowing.

Zifeng immediately flew upside down, fell 100 meters away, vomiting blood.

Su Cang's palm directly caused Zifeng to break seven ribs, and he also had five fingers with an inch deep concave on his chest.

Jibei was taken aback, and hurriedly avoided Zifeng, and said to Su Cang, "Su Cang, what are you doing?"

"Jibei, get out of here!"

"This man dares to kill my warrior of the Alliance of Gods. I will not kill him today. How will he command the Alliance of Gods in the future?"

Su Canggai must report, without giving Ji Bei face, he shouted immediately.

"This is the Spirit Sword Sect. There are rules here. Your shamelessness is not tolerated!"