Start making choices with the Magic Sword Chess of Life and Death

But suddenly, Wang Yuan's expression froze, and his brows furrowed, because he saw that in the face of his fierce attack, a sneer appeared on Murong Hua's face.

I saw Murong Hua clasping his hands together, and in the other party's unbelievable gaze, he blocked this move.

Since it has reached this point, the verbal argument is useless at all, and it still depends on the strength of each other.

Thinking of this, Murong Hua's face turned cold, his steps continued to rise, his hands were on his back, and he made a 'self-respecting' gesture.

Rumble!

A majestic aura like the sea and fierce as fire rose from Murong Hua's body.

All the air currents around him were trembling, as if they were dominating the world, and they all surrounded him, wrapping him up and down layer by layer, forming an invisible air shield that was solid over the rock.

At this time, in a corner of the lava cave, the figures of the gods and Yan Zangfeng were hiding there, watching the movement next to the sword-casting pool.

According to what God thought, he planned to treat Murong Hua, Jian Zun and the people of the Sword Pavilion, and after the three forces broke their heads, he was taking Yan Zangfeng out of the scene, so as to collect the power of the fisherman.

"Uncle, this is ...... What martial arts?"

"It's so peculiar!"

However, seeing the scene of Murong Hua exerting his innate qi, Yan Zangfeng's face suddenly showed a look of consternation.

"This should be the legendary martial arts, innate qi. "

The gods were also shocked by the innate qi displayed by Murong Hua.

Between speaking, he felt a little suffocated, he was more than ten zhang away from Murong Hua, but the aura above the innate qi still brought him a majestic coercion.

Yu Wei alone can make people like gods and Yan Zangfeng, who are not weaker than the top masters feel pressure, not to mention those who are standing not far from Murong Hua's side The four great sword envoys and the people of the Sword Pavilion.

There was also a shocked look on his face, and he retreated in a hurry.

At this time, a true qi also emerged on the bodies of Jian Zun and Wang Yuan, and they resisted the coercion of the aura emitted by the innate gang qi at one time.

"Elder Ge, Murong Hua has already used a trick, if you don't use all your strength, neither you nor I can defeat Murong Hua today. "

His eyes stared at Murong Hua, who was exerting his innate aura, and a look of jealousy appeared in Jian Zun's eyes.

He knew that at this time, he could no longer continue to watch from the wall, and the moment the words fell, he suddenly pulled out the blood sword and faced Murong Hua, performing his famous trick, riding the dragon nine slash.

Hearing Jian Zun's words, Wang Yuan also nodded, and suddenly a fierce sword momentum gushed out from his body, and at the moment when Jian Zun made a move, Wang Yuan also did it directly.

I saw that on the sword in his hand, there was a faint red light flickering.

"Blood Red Sword Slash!"

Wang Yuan shouted angrily, and on the sword in his hand, the red light became even more shining, and the air seemed to be filled with a bloody smell at the moment when this dazzling red light emerged!

The blood-red sword slash, the taboo of the Sword Pavilion, if you want to practice this sword move, you must soak in the blood pool, and you must not leave for half a moment.

At the same time, it is also necessary to urge the heart of the blood red sword and absorb the blood power in the blood pool, so as to achieve the blood red sword slash.

And to practice the blood pool of the Blood Red Sword Slash, it takes the fresh blood of a hundred people, and all of them must be women, and the Sword Pavilion naturally does not use the blood of the people of the Sword Pavilion, so it is naturally plundered from the outside.

Later, the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion felt that this sword technique was very cruel and violated the way of doing things in the Sword Pavilion, so he listed the blood red sword slash as a forbidden technique and sealed it in the forbidden land of the Sword Pavilion.

However, after the defeat in the battle with the Demon Sword Remnant, the people of the Sword Pavilion began to practice this cruel sword technique again, but over the years, only the Sword Pavilion Elders were qualified to cultivate.

Moreover, there are even fewer people who have successfully cultivated, after all, the blood pool has passed the secret method and sword technique, which will contain incomparably manic energy, and also contain the resentment and anger of a hundred people.

If you want to slash the blood-red sword, you must survive this level.

And in the past hundred years of the Sword Pavilion, among the generations of pavilion elders, only the current Wang Yuan has successfully cultivated.

Bang bang!

And what is unbelievable is that Jian Zun and Wang Yuan, the two top masters, shot at the same time.

and used the fame stunt of ten successes, but he was not hurt at all, and Murong Hua was included in the aura mask formed by the innate gangqi.

Not only that, but the overlapping Gang air swirled and circled, generating a huge suction, dragging the two of them towards Murong Hua.

While Jian Zun and Helian Ba were struggling, Murong sneered, his qi contracted suddenly, and his hands became palms with great strength, defeating the two of them with one palm.

"You broke the agreement, and today I will make you pay!"

Murong Hua's momentum was like a rainbow, staring at Jian Zun's gaze flashing sharply, and he said coldly to Jian Zun.

"My sword family and the entire Sword Casting City have spent sixty years of hard work for this Lingshuang Sword, how can they be willing to give away the Lingshuang Sword!"

Although Jian Zun was defeated, a strong look of unwillingness appeared on his face, and he said to Murong Hua.

At the same time.

Sword Casting City, outside the Sword Casting Palace.

Ren Qianxing's figure appeared here, with one hand behind him, looking at the direction of the lava cave in Suolong Mountain.

"It seems that the Lingshuang Sword has been born, and the battle has begun. "

Standing outside the Sword Casting Palace, the corners of Ren Qianxing's mouth rose slightly, and he said lightly.

The sword spirit and sword soul of the Lingshuang Sword have already been possessed, and now it is the white rainbow through the sun, and the sword body is exuding a majestic sword power and sword momentum all the time, permeating the entire Suolong Mountain, which is the sky above the Sword Casting Palace.

Ren Qianxing, who has strong talent and amazing means, can naturally feel the sword momentum and sword power of the Ling Shuang Sword.

As soon as the words fell, Ren Qianxing's figure turned into a black shadow again, leaving a phantom in the same place, and then disappeared.

......

"Sword Venerable, what's the use of you being unwilling?"

"Today, I can come with the sword spirit and sword soul, so that the Lingshuang Sword is truly born, and naturally I will not let the Lingshuang Sword fall into the hands of others. "

Looking at Jian Zun, Murong Hua put his hands behind his back and smiled disdainfully.

"Since my Sword Venerable can't get the results of sixty years of hard work in Sword Casting City, then I won't let others get it!"

"I'm going to destroy this Frost Sword today!"

Facing Murong Hua's sneer, Jian Zun said coldly.

Swish!

When the words fell, I saw Jian Zun's figure scurry, holding the Fierce Blood Sword, and suddenly slashed towards the Ling Shuang Sword in the Sword Casting Pool.

"Sword Venerable, you dare!"

Seeing this scene, Murong Hua was shocked, the Lingshuang Sword was the most important part of the Murong family's plan that had been plotting for decades, how could it be possible to see the Sword Venerable destroy the Lingshuang Sword that had been forged with great difficulty!_

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