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Chapter 173 Beiming Tianyuan

"Boom!"

A loud sound that resounded across the sky suddenly exploded in the moonless night.

Xiao Ting's sword was done out of anger, with no intention of holding back. The huge shadow of the divine sword fell towards the entrance of the cave, like a divine punishment.

The two secret-hand organization minions standing guard at the door didn't even have time to utter a cry of surprise before they were blasted into a shower of blood by the monstrous sword energy, and then evaporated into nothingness by the dazzling hot energy.

Not even a trace was left.

The entire mountain collapsed under Xiao Ting's full blow, countless rocks penetrated the air, and a mushroom-shaped cloud of smoke rose up at the entrance of the cave.

It took a long time before the members of the Dark Hand organization inside realized what they were doing. They shouted "Enemy Attack!" and rushed out of the cave one after another, holding weapons in hand and looking around with vigilant expressions.

Xiao Ting's attack almost destroyed more than half of the entire Dark Hand organization's stronghold here. It may not be easy to repair it completely.

At this moment, Xiao Ting also floated to the sky above the cave, looking down at the secret gang members who rushed out first.

The hierarchy of the Dark Hand organization is also divided based on the cultivation level of the cultivators.

All those under extreme conditions are ordinary members of the gang, collecting intelligence for the organization, delivering messages, etc., and are considered cannon fodder.

The cultivators of the Mortal Realm are called the "Black Hands" and are the largest number of people in the organization.

Above that, the cultivators of the Extraordinary Realm have a higher level and are called "Poisonous Hands". They are considered senior members of the organization and are responsible for managing the gang members in the Mortal Realm and below.

The cultivators who have reached the King Realm are the mainstays of the Dark Hand organization and are the real top leaders, and are called the "Blood Hands".

As for the cultivators of the True Emperor Realm, they are among the top figures in the Dark Hand Organization. In the entire Dark Hand Organization, it can be said that except for the leader, they have more power than one person and more than ten thousand people. Such characters are all

He holds the position of sub-rudder or elder.

As for the True Emperor, according to the files obtained by Xiao Ting, there has been no secret hand organization since the death of the massacre.

As for the people who are rushing out now, their cultivation levels are all between the mortal realm and the extraordinary realm. There are about one hundred and fifty people.

As for the ordinary gang members under Fanji, they were all smashed to pieces by Xiao Ting's previous blow, or were killed by falling rocks.

Xiao Ting looked down at the group of gangsters who were facing formidable enemies, his eyes full of anger.

It's this group of scum who regard other people's lives as nothing.

Among the people on the ground, a person in the late stage of the Transcendent Realm said with a stern look: "Who are you? You dare to break into my secret helm? You don't want your life..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ting's eyes turned cold, the unsheathed divine sword in his hand flashed with black light, and a sword energy struck the person who spoke as fast as lightning.

The sword energy passed through the body, and then everyone discovered with shock that the "Poisonous Hands" in the late stage of the Extraordinary Realm were split in half, and their blood was sprinkled all over the floor.

Xiao Ting said indifferently: "What a bunch of scum! Today I will punish the evil on behalf of heaven and punish all of you evil thieves!"

Having said that, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with them anymore, and pointed his long sword at the sky. Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth once again gathered towards the divine sword in Xiao Ting's hand.

There are still many extraordinary poisonous hands among the underground gang. Seeing Xiao Ting gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his face changed and he shouted loudly: "Everyone listen to the order, interrupt his moves, and kill him with me!"

After saying that, he took the lead to rise into the air and kill towards Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting looked at the extraordinary people coming from the sky. There were about twenty people. Xiao Ting's face was indifferent. He held the unsheathed divine sword in his right hand and continued to gather spiritual energy. He raised his left hand and a ball of milky white glazed fire rose up. He blew gently at the people who were coming to kill him.

A blazing glazed fire flew out and swept towards all the enemies in the extraordinary realm.

In an instant, the flames surged into the sky, and the blazing temperature seemed to burn the entire sky.

As Xiao Ting's cultivation level increased, Glazed Fire gradually began to show its due power: burning all things!

These poisonous hands of the dark hand were shocked to find that every glazed fire started burning crazily when it touched their bodies. Even if they used their true energy to lay up heavy defenses in front of their bodies, it was of no use. This milky white flame can burn even the true energy! Like gangrene attached to the bones, it will not stop until it burns out their souls!

In just a few breaths, except for the four or five people who made a quick decision and cut off the hands and feet that touched the glass fire, and quickly escaped, the rest of the people were wailing and were killed by Xiao Ting's glass fire. Burned into nothingness!

And taking advantage of this time, Xiao Ting finally gathered his strength and completed it.

Behind him, a hundred-meter-long spiritual energy sword took shape, pointing with overwhelming murderous intent at the Dark Hand Gang present.

Xiao Ting took a deep breath and spat out a few words with cold eyes: "The Eighth God-Slaying Sword: Kill the God with Chaotic Swords!"

As his voice fell, the aura sword behind him suddenly rose up, turning into six sword shadows in mid-air, drawing a huge word "kill" in the air, and slashed at everyone on the ground!

Seeing the sword aura of the word "kill" that was constantly amplifying in the air, these guys who usually regarded human life as nothing, felt the fear of death for the first time.

They roared and screamed, and some were frightened to the point of tears and urine and feces, but in the end it could not change their outcome.

"boom!"

There was a huge roar, like thunder on a sunny day. Smoke and dust were everywhere on the ground, and rocks cracked. Invisible sword energy scattered in the field, clearing away all living things.

It took ten full breaths before the ground calmed down.

A huge word "kill" was carved on the ground. Broken limbs and blood were scattered all around. The scene was extremely bloody.

Xiao Ting's face was slightly pale, and his chest was rising and falling violently.

After launching two attacks in a row, Xiao Ting felt a little tired despite his cultivation at the True Emperor Realm.

Falling from the sky, Xiao Ting absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish himself while walking towards the cave.

He knows that this is just an appetizer. The real master has not yet emerged.

Sure enough, when Xiao Ting walked out eight steps and was still a hundred meters away from the cave, ten figures quickly came from all directions. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Xiao Ting. Then, various energy attacks also arrived at Xiao Ting. in front of you.

The Ten Great Kings! The "Blood Hands" organized by the Dark Hand took action!

The timing they chose was perfect. It was when Xiao Ting used his attack to kill everyone, and he felt most relaxed. It was also a good opportunity after most of his strength had been consumed.

With the combined force of the ten king realms, even the True Emperor realm dare not say that he would be able to deal with it head-on, let alone Xiao Ting, who had already spent a lot of cultivation.

But their plan was good, but the person they met was Xiao Ting.

After a burst of bright light, the Ten Great Kings felt that their attack was really hitting Xiao Ting, and they felt happy. But then they realized something was wrong. Because Xiao Ting, who was surrounded by them,

The breath did not weaken at all, but instead emitted fiery energy fluctuations.

The ten king-level masters who felt something was wrong immediately retreated, like well-trained soldiers.

When they saw clearly the appearance of Xiao Ting in the center of the field, they couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

I saw Xiao Ting bathing in a sea of ​​milky white fire, exuding a blazing light. Looking carefully, his whole body was actually covered with a set of milky white armor. There were lines of flames on the armor, and there were faintly...

The white airflow continues to surround it, like a perfect cycle.

This is the strongest defense method that Xiao Ting has developed by combining glazed fire and Haoran Qi when he is on the road these days: Haoran Glazed Armor!

Haoran Qi is the strongest defensive method Xiao Ting has mastered. Now he has added the property of glazed fire to incinerate everything. It can be said that his current defensive power is almost unparalleled in the True Emperor Realm.

Can outperform him.

But just when Xiao Ting was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura appearing behind him, making the hairs on his back stand up.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Ting took three steps forward, swung his left hand backwards, laid out six layers of glazed fire curtains, and then pointed his unsheathed divine sword backwards.

I saw a man shrouded in shadow, appearing behind Xiao Ting as if out of thin air, holding a dagger radiating cold light in his hand.

I didn't see how his aura exploded, but it instantly pierced the flame defense set up by Xiao Ting, then shook open the unsheathed divine sword, and stabbed heavily into the Haoran glazed armor on Xiao Ting's back!

"Crack!"

Under Xiao Ting's shocked eyes, the armor on Xiao Ting's back was actually pierced!

Xiao Ting felt a huge force coming from his back, and at the same time, an extremely sharp breath penetrated into his body and began to destroy his body tissues.

Xiao Ting was knocked back seven steps by this blow, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Turning around, Xiao Ting looked at his attacker with a cold face.

I saw a middle-aged man with a somewhat pale face looking at him in surprise.

The man was dressed in black, with a thin figure, and held a dagger with a cold light in his hand.

True emperor realm!

Xiao Ting's face was a little pale, and it was obvious that the blow just now caused him a small loss.

"I didn't expect that my full blow only caused you a small injury. I am the sub-rudder of the dark hand, and I am asking for my life." The man said indifferently.

Xiao Ting took a deep breath and said: "First, you abandoned the ordinary gang members to consume my cultivation. Then, while I was slacking off, ten kings struck out together to catch me off guard. Finally, you will finish it off with a full blow.

, you want to kill me with one blow. It’s a good plan and a good method. You abandon your own gang and let them be cannon fodder to help you, you are indeed a scumbag!”

Suoming's expression did not change, and he said calmly: "They are just a group of ants below the transcendent realm. If they die, they will die. They have deserved their death by being loyal to the Dark Hand organization!"

Xiao Ting's eyes became colder and colder.

These are indeed a group of cold-blooded scum. They can even sell the lives of their own gang members. Is there anything they can't do?

Taking a deep breath, feeling the sharp aura in his body being quietly resolved by himself, Xiao Ting raised the unsheathed divine sword and pointed it towards his life.
Chapter completed!
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