The nine-mouth soldiers come from eight clans. The Yunjian comes from Taolin clan, the Bloodray sword comes from Leihu clan, the Lotus sword comes from Lishan clan, the Nanshan sword comes from Nanlu clan, the Demon Box comes from Tianfeng clan, the Jinwan clan, the Jinwan clan comes from Junshan clan, the sword hill comes from Qiutan clan, and the Feiyan and Yulong are from Youyu clan.

Zuo Xiangsheng, Wada Yanzong, was very clever and the person he chose was very clever. He sent the fierce soldiers to the corresponding elders, but the Yulong Sword was handed over to Fang Jiange and the Jinmao Sword to Jun Sixie.

As for the Feiyan Sword, it was handed over to another Junshan elder, Wumei.

The evil soldiers are as dangerous as the Lord Devouring, but they are also the best treasure under the magical weapon. The nine-mouthed soldiers fell into the hands of the elder-level strong man and immediately showed their might. Originally, the strength of the Sword Sect was not superior, but the situation immediately reversed when these nine-mouthed soldiers appeared.

"Feng Shang's back!"

Elder Yu felt a chill in his heart. He saw that the Blood Ray Sword was like a red blood ray under the urging of Lei Mountain. The huge sword body was like a saw, with sharp saw teeth on both sides. The fierce soldier that swallowed eleven masters turned in the air like a big centipede, with thunder patterns flying all over his body, flying up and down. In a few rounds, he killed Elder Thunder and killed another elder of the dragon clan!

The cloud sword is changing in the hands of the old lady Tao Xinyi, sometimes like a cloud scattering, sometimes like a sandstorm whistling by, sometimes like a shield blocking the attack, taking away lives!

The lotus sword in Li Panhua's hand seemed to be really a lotus, fusing with the demon lotus and the demon god's soul, the lotus petals bloomed layer by layer, floated outward, and reaped life.

Tian Zhenru activated the magic box, and one hundred and thirty invisible sword energy shot out from it, cutting it all over, and the sword energy was invisible, making people unable to defend themselves.

Qiu Zhen sacrificed the sword hill, which was different from other fierce soldiers. The other fierce soldiers were real sword-shaped soul soldiers, while the sword hill was a sword tomb, a burial sword site. There was no complete sword on the sword hill. They were all remnants, only fragments of swords were left. The sword tomb was inserted all over.

The sword sect was bleeding, as if it was not a lifeless sword that was buried, but a dead creature.

The flying swallow sword raised by Jun Wumei was born from the Youyu family, and it is shaped like a flying swallow, and it is the fastest sword.

The Nanshan sword that Nan Shuzhen sacrificed was the most domineering and majestic. The sword was in the shape of a pillar. After the sacrifice was sacrificed, the sword energy as thick as a mountain was crushed down.

The golden sword that Jun Sixie sacrificed was a golden sword ball. It was not big, it was only the size of a peacock egg, and it was spinning and slid out from all directions, reflecting her jade zither.

The fish and dragon sword of Fang Jiange also comes from the Youyu family. This fierce soldier is in the shape of fish and dragons, and ranks the highest among the ten evil soldiers. After the sacrifice, it turns into a ferocious fish and dragon that is vicious.

Jun Sixie and Fang Jiange each received a fierce soldier and immediately suppressed their opponents, the old Quan and the giants of the Kuilong clan.

"Fengshang, Fengshang! You suppress me for the rest of your life. You won't let me feel relieved after death!"

Elder Yu was full of murderous aura, and the spirit of the fish dragon flying swallow appeared behind him. The fish dragon stepped on the flying swallow. At the same time, he attacked Jun Sixie and Fang Jiange and said coldly: "Two, leave these two people to me, you go and help the others!"

Old Master Quan and the powerful Kuilong clan were suppressed by two fierce soldiers and were in danger. However, Elder Yu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and they immediately escaped and killed Li Panhua and others.

Li Panhua and others immediately divided four elders and raised up fierce soldiers to entangle the two giants, but they were in danger.

"Although my ten evil soldiers in the Sword Sect are amazingly powerful, they will devour the Lord as long as they are defeated. They cannot accept the failure of the Sword Lord!"

Elder Yu whispered: "Old Quan, Brother Kui, do your best to defeat one person, and the chances of winning are acceptable!"

"Traitor!" Old Mrs. Tao Xinyi scolded.

Elder Yu bounced his five fingers, trembling his body, and he kept retreating, and said calmly: "If I lose, I am a traitor. If I win, I will write history, and you will be a traitor."

Fang Jiange attacked and rescued Jun Sixie's crisis. The Yulong Sword collided with the Yulong Feiyan's soul of Elder Yu and retreated in pairs. Elder Yu slapped it out with one sleeve, Fang Jiange raised his hand to shake it, his body shook, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Elder Yu laughed loudly and said loudly: "Xiaoqing and Xiaoyin, why don't you deal with Feng Shouzhu quickly?"

Around the Wenxin Hall, Xiaoqing and Xiaoyin lay down deep space rays and clouds have blocked the Wenxin Hall. The deep space rays are scattered, and the Wenxin Hall is penetrated in an instant. The Wenxin Hall is penetrated countless thin holes.

At the same time, the clouds transformed by Xiaoyin's robe fell and covered the Wenxin Hall. With a force, the Wenxin Hall suddenly turned into powder and could not be broken anymore!

"Feng Shouzhu, if she doesn't die, she will be seriously injured?"

The moment the Wenxin Palace was broken, three mastiffs transformed from the two giants Xiaoyin and Xiaoqing fell from the sky and fell into the dark clouds, pressing on the Wenxin Palace!

The mountain shook, cracks clattered and cracked, extending from all directions, cracking like spider silk.

The power of the two giant beasts falling from high altitude is enough to crush the severely damaged giant!

Surprisingly, the old man "Feng Shouzhu" was still standing unscathed on the remains of the Wenxin Hall, sandwiched in the center of the two mastiffs of Xiaoyin and Xiaoqing.

Xiaoyin Xiaoqing was terrified. They were too close to this human giant who practiced sword energy. If they were so close, if the other party's sword energy burst out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Suddenly, Xiaoyin and Xiaoqing couldn't help but fly up, and the thin palms of "Fengshouzhu" firmly grabbed the tail. The thin old man actually swung the two plate mastiffs hard and hit them hard!

The two giants spurted out their teeth, their heads were dizzy, and before they could come back to their senses, they were swung up again and bumped into each other again.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two giant beasts were like broken sacks in the skinny old man's hand, and were swung again and again to hit each other. Six heads, six mouths were opened, and their teeth were broken completely, and no one left!

"The soul is out of the body! The soul is out of the body!"

The two giants quickly sacrificed their souls and activated the deep space ray net and the clouds. Before they could even stimulate their power, countless sword energy penetrated into their bodies, colluded and combined in their bodies, turning into sword energy totem patterns, which made both giants smart.

"Oh no, this is a sacrificial totem pattern!"

The two giants screamed together, not just creepy? The totem patterns in their bodies were clearly intended to sacrifice them alive, and sacrifice the two giants, who were still alive, to the gods and sword spirits of the Sword Sect!

"Fengshouzhu" let go. He bowed slowly to the golden top of the sword gate, and his voice was extremely old: "Please enjoy the sacrifice of the gods, sword spirits!"

The old man fell down. The deep space rays shot like a net, covering the clouds. When he came to him, he suddenly stopped. The bodies of the two giants Xiaoyin and Xiaoqing collapsed in an instant, shaking into powder, turning into rolling plasma and blood, like two long dragons rushing towards the golden top of the sword gate!

The golden top vibrated, and the divine bead that sealed the god of the Sword Sect was washed away by blood and blood plasma. The sound of sacrifice was made, like the roar of worship by all people.

I saw a magnificent god standing up from the Golden Peak Temple at the Golden Peak Temple, with a vast power.

That god was the soul of the first generation leader of the Sword Sect. At this moment, he was surrounded by blood and plasma. A dense blood vessel appeared on the surface of the soul, and the heart and lungs were born in the chest. You can see the heart leaping!

His flesh, bones, and internal organs are rapidly generated, as if they are about to be resurrected from death!

The palms of the sword gate god were stretching, and the ground of the Golden Top Temple was shaking violently. A brilliant and unparalleled sword light rose slowly, and the hilt of the sword was facing upward. That was the sword spirit.

After thousands of years of worship, the spirit automatically derived from Jianmen Mountain!

The god grabbed the sword spirit and pulled the sword out of the mountain. The two divine powers superimposed, shaking the void, as if reappearing the posture of the god-man who led the ancestors of the human race to fight out of the Western Wilderness to pacify the Great Wilderness.

Elder Yu was shocked and looked up at the god in a daze, feeling his scalp numb: "How could it be defeated? How could Xiaoyin Xiaoqing be defeated? How could he be sacrificed to the sword spirit, the god? How could Feng Shouzhu have such terrifying strength?"

The two giants were sacrificed, the sword gate gods and sword spirits were almost urged to their fullest state. This divine power was enough to quell all rebellions!

Suddenly, a sword light flashed. The divine sword that fell into the temple quickly passed through and flew out of the temple. It turned into a ray of light and threw itself into the Zhenxian Hall like lightning.

"What happened to the town closure?"

Elder Yu's scalp was numb, and the divine sword was a symbol of the Sword Sect leader. Only Feng Wuji, who could take the divine sword, could activate the sword only after accepting the grand ceremony of succession. Now, it was obvious that Feng Wuji had taken the divine sword away, which shows that something might have happened in the Zhenxian Hall!

In the Zhenxian Hall, the sixty-four sword styles rolled, and sword dragons were scattered and closed, and the changes were unpredictable. You Lao, Xiaoque, Feng Wuji and the giants of the mountain god clan fell into the formation to know how terrifying the sixty-four styles were, and how terrible it was Shui Zian, who had refined the sword cocoon of the ferocious soldiers.

The complete sixty-four sword formation has no chance of escape, and is extremely tricky. The sword dragon is big and small, long and short, and is thick and several miles long, several feet thick, and is silent when it is thin. It is thinner than silk, and it is indestructible.

The four giants were trapped in the formation, and were surrounded by dangers. They could be killed by this little old man in the sword formation at any time.

Feng Wuji's eyes flashed, and suddenly a sword light shot towards him, shooting into the sixty-four sword formations of swords. Feng Wuji raised his hand to grab the sword light, and saw the sword light roaring and surging, the divine power surged into the sky, slashed with one sword, bursting continuously, and the sword threads were cut off!

Shui Zi'an was shocked, and the sword light flashed and he slashed at him without any obstacles!

Zhong Yue was also surprised and without thinking, he reached behind his head and grabbed it. Hoo, the light wheel behind his head bloomed, grabbed it into the light wheel and shouted, "Big, big!"

The shocking sword light lit up from the sixty-four sword formation. Zhong Yue waved the Pengyu Golden Sword to meet the divine sword. As soon as the two swords touched, Zhong Yue immediately groaned and his skin exploded. It was not that the Pengyu Golden Sword was not as good as the Divine Sword, but that Feng Wuji's magic power was too powerful. The divine sword pressed down and he couldn't bear it!

Shui Zian quickly raised his hand, grabbed the hilt of the Pengyu Golden Sword, and finally blocked the sword.

Boss You was overjoyed and said loudly: "With the magic sword here, Shui Zi'an can't escape death! Feng Wuji, good job!"

Feng Wuji failed to hit the blow and suddenly retreated like lightning, jumped back, jumped out of the sword cocoon and sword silk formation, holding the sword and slashed at the bronze hall that suppressed Feng Xiaozhong.

Old You, Xiaoque and the giants of the Mountain God clan changed drastically. They took the opportunity to escape from the formation and whispered loudly: "Feng Wuji, what do you mean?"

The broken sword silks of Shui Zi'an reconnected again and turned into sixty-four sword styles to cover the giant of the mountain god clan. The giant of the mountain god clan suddenly broke and shattered. He had already refined himself like a divine stone, without any flesh and blood on his body, and his defense was almost invincible, but he could not defend against the extremely subtle sword silk.

Old You and Xiaoque immediately chased Feng Wuji. Suddenly, with a loud noise, Feng Wuji cut open the gate of the bronze hall with one sword, and the gate split in half and fell into the hall.

Shui Zi'an's eyes and muscles twitched, stopped chasing, and whispered: "Zhongshan, hurry up and go out, that madman is coming out!"

Before he finished speaking, Old You Lao Xiaoque rushed to the gate of the bronze hall. Suddenly, a thin hand grabbed it from the bronze hall and grabbed Old You's throat.

"Hahahahaha..."

A strange laughter came, and Old You's eyes showed a look of horror. His cultivation power was actually losing madly, flowing into the thin palm.

His qi and blood were also rippling wildly. His palm clamped his throat, as if even his soul was locked together, making his soul unable to move.

He shriveled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the essence in his soul was also passing by wildly, unable to stop it.

"I'm so hungry after being suppressed for a hundred years!"

A thin, white-haired young man walked out of the shadows in the hall and raised the giant You Lao high. He saw that his yellow skin quickly became shiny, his white hair turned black, and his dry eyes also became energetic.

"Save me..." Old You shouted weakly.

Before these two words were finished, he was so thin that he had only bones left, and then he died.

The young man threw the mummy on the ground casually and looked up at Shui Zi'an. He didn't look like a lunatic at all, but was gentle and polite: "Uncle Shui, long time no see."

Shui Zi'an's eyes trembled, Feng Xiaozhong got out of trouble. (To be continued)
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