The knife is nine meters long, one meter wide, the blade is thick and the handle is thick, and the demonic energy is rich, just like the hell demon sword, with a very strong murderous aura. It is held by the petite and exquisite Zuo Qinghanhenhen in the slender jade hand, forming a sharp visual contrast.

With one sword, he cut off nearly ten spiritual weapons. The aura of the spiritual treasures and giant swords did not weaken at all. The magic weapons were instantly shattered, and immediately felt extremely frightened in the hearts of several mid-stage masters who had attacked the tribulation.

This is a magic sword of the level of immortal weapon, this is a magic weapon...

Throughout the history of the Immortal Realm, there are countless magic weapons in the demon clan, but no magic treasure has ever been so heartbroken. Seeing this giant sword, it is as if you have seen death. All your hearts trembled violently with the cloud-like demonic energy rising from the thick sword.

The masters were all from the four sects who came to interfere with Lu Chen, so they would not be easily scared by Zuo Qinghan, but the knife that just penetrated directly seemed to expose Zuo Qinghan's cultivation. A real Mahayana master, in terms of strength and cultivation, they are no opponents. In addition, the deterrent power brought by a magic knife, several high-level [txt novels     www.txtxs.info] hands were immediately stunned and stayed on the spot.

Huang Jing did not take action. He was very smart. He kept observing Princess Hei Ling beside Lu Chen, cautiously not even taking advantage of the opportunity for several masters to take action. Instead, he stared at the strange girl with a look of indifferent expression and attention was always on Lu Chen. For some reason, the oppression this girl gave him was even greater than that of Lu Chen. The chill from the bottom of his heart made Huang Jing dare not reveal his place.

"Frost Corpse" only has one chance, and losing is equivalent to putting his own surname on it. Now it seems that Huang Jing's caution is not unreasonable.

"It's so powerful. There is such a master hidden beside the God of Killing. I don't know where it is in the Mahayana stage. But looking at her magic sword, it seems that it is not owned by the Immortal Realm." Huang Jing thought in his mind, and analyzed in surprise while recalling everything he saw in the Ten Directions Ice Prison for more than a hundred years.

The Ten-Terms Ice Prison is the only two internal realms in the Taizhou secret realm. It records the secrets of the upper realm. There are countless ancient immortal arts. Huang Jing did not know anything about the upper realm before, so he knows little about it now. For example, this magic knife at the level of the immortal weapon is exactly the same as the treasure blade used by the masters of the Demon Realm recorded in the Ten-Terms Ice Prison. It is called a "demon weapon" in the fairy world.

"The magic weapon? It turns out to be a magic weapon. Isn't it a treasure that is only found in the upper immortal world? How could she have a magic weapon?" Huang Jing frowned, and his eyes swept over the masters who took action. Just like himself, after waking up from the initial shock, the masters became more and more calm.

Huang Jing bent his lips and smiled strangely. He thought about it and immediately sent a message to several people: "Friends of Taoism, I am Huang Jing of the Huang family, and I have also been ordered to come. This time everyone's purpose is Lu Chen, so it's better to work together."

Several masters were stunned when they received the transmission of the spiritual consciousness of the Huang Jing, but theirs were all cultivators who had been living for most of their lives. They subconsciously stabilized their emotions and did not expose the position of the Huang Jing. This made Huang Jing nod uncontrollably. Huang Jing said: "This woman, Hei Ling, has the skills of the Mahayana stage. We can't suddenly be able to defend her anyway. Only in this way, only the Taoist fellow Taoists must entangle this person and give Huang a chance to use ancient immortal arts to kill Lu Chen with one blow."

After briefly telling his plans, he came to the Demon Clan, Evil Buddha, Buddhism, and Daoxu Master, Huang Jingjing waited for an echo. He saw a few masters who saw Zuo Qinghan nodded gently as if he was looking at a cat rat. Huang Jing had just vaguely mobilized all his magic power and prepared to fight.

Didn’t those masters talk too much? They must keep it confidential this time. Every extra sentence would make many monks nearby who had not left hear their purpose and origin. They concealed their eyes and communicated them with their eyes. The five people finally got the agreement to join forces. The eyes turned to raise their swords and blocked Lu Chen and Nanming Fire Python. Zuo Qinghan, who was like a general in the gatekeeper, gritted his teeth and flew up again.

At this moment, the space of Fang Jun Tower was already in chaos, and there was no gravity restriction at all. Several people realized their full potential, wore armor, drew out their natal magic weapons, held the colorful talismans, ate the best spiritual pills in their mouths, and rushed towards Zuo Qinghan at the same time.

The little girl's naughty smile had long been restrained. In her deep and thorough eyes, there was only an astonishing murderous intent. With a slightly red lips opened, her cold words blurted out: "You dare to touch your brother, you are looking for death..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks watching nearby saw a black mark of light shot out strangely. The speed was so fast that even many late-stage masters could not see Zuo Qinghan's route. They only felt that after a black line passed, a sound of a slinger, a middle-stage master of the demon tribulation who had attacked sneakily broke his head and died...

Everyone saw the last action. The monk's monster death was that Zuo Qinghan's weak jade-like arms swung the giant sword and slapped his head with a heavy blade. Even the sword was swung out, and even the three souls and seven spirits in the other party's spiritual consciousness were wiped out, leaving no room for anything.

It is indeed not difficult for a master of the Mahayana stage to kill a master in the middle stage, but it cannot be so simple. Therefore, everyone knew that Zuo Qinghan was really angry and had more terrifying strength that they didn't know yet.

The sound of gasping for breath only turned on. Before everyone could be shocked, the black light reappeared. This time, a magic claw that was as smooth as jade was stretched out.

"Go to die..."

It was still the gloomy and murderous scolding. As the sound rang out, a master of evil Buddha showed a look of horror and despair. He watched the demon claws reaching out and pressed on his heavenly spirit cover. Then, a powerful corrosive force pierced from the top of his head. The black air rolled as if it was carrying some irresistible toxin. It quickly corroded the cultivator's body, his spiritual consciousness and even the Nascent Soul, spreading to his feet, turning him into a ball of flesh...

The process was complicated, but in fact it was just a flash of lightning. The two major tribulations had no sense of fighting back, and they were shot dead by Zuo Qinghan with one move. Princess Hei Ling's strength immediately turned into a terrifying totem, which was firmly engraved in the hearts of all the monks present.

Huang Jing was stunned. He guessed that Zuo Qinghan's strength was amazing, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying. Huang Jing knew that he had to take action. He killed a middle-stage expert in the tribulation and was like a killing an ant. If he didn't take action, he would never have a chance.

"Chan Lang, let's go..." In a panic, Huang Jing walked out from behind a pumice stone, and with the protection of gravel in the air, he kept approaching Lu Chen's location.

The three masters were still like fallen leaves dancing in the wind. Seeing someone moving, they knew that they could not complete the task this time, and they were still alive after returning. They felt fierce and rushed towards Zuo Qinghan with their teeth and claws.

"Fight..."

Two masters from the Daoxu lineage, a bald monk from Buddhism, were all dressed in black, like three black whirlwinds, stirring up the various talisman treasures into a storm, rolling them towards Zuo Qinghan together, creating only one chance of success for Huang Jing.

Zuo Qinghan, surrounded by three masters, felt something bad and was shocked. When she looked up, she saw that she had approached Lu Chen's familiar figure, and her little face suddenly turned pale and ferocious: "Huang Jing, you are looking for death..."

With a loud shout, the little girl raised the magic knife without hesitation, aimed it at Huang Jing and threw it out fiercely. The knife cut the constraints of the space, like a sky blade shooting away. Its speed was several times higher than Zuo Qinghan's movements.

"Swoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, the magic sword came to his eyes. Huang Jing suddenly felt a sudden heart and cursed "pervert". Then he didn't dare to think about it. He grabbed the spirit beast beside him and the "cold wolf" who was almost the same as his strength, and pushed it between himself and the magic sword.

"puff……"

"Ao..."

The ferocious beast in the middle stage of the tribulation did not even have time to transform. It was stabbed by the magic knife and the sharp blade broke through the solid beast body of Han Lang without any hindrance. It tamped the Han Lang's body into flesh like a slap. The sharp sword light stretched out from the tip of the knife then left a deep knife mark on the yellow arm behind Han Lang. For a moment, blood and flesh scattered wildly, accompanied by the tragic wailing of one person and one wolf, spread throughout the third floor of Fang Jun Tower.

"Damn it, such a powerful girl, Han Lang can't stop you..." Huang Jing cursed angrily, covering his right hand with only a little flesh and almost all broken arms, and a ferocious look appeared in his eyes: "But you still can't stop me, haha, Lu Chen, I'm here, without my arms, I'll go to your exchange body..."

Huang Jing laughed wildly and flicked into the center of the terrifying battlefield where the black and blue fires intertwined.

Unable to kill Huang Jing, Zuo Qinghan secretly exclaimed carelessly, her heart was in chaos, and her cold eyes swept over the ants surrounding her, and unprecedented anger surged into her heart.

"You all deserve to die...I'll kill you..."

The little girl shouted, and her elegant silk skirt was replaced by a thick black gas, and it flew up like a falling geese on the ground, significantly faster. However, this time his strength reached the point where the heavens and man were angry.

"Peng..." Like slapping a watermelon, a Taoist monk who was still spinning suddenly exploded. This time, there was no blood, and only five horses that fell apart like stones and disintegrated.

"This..." The monks who were intoxicated and trembling in the vicinity of the battle were stunned when they saw this scene. But the shock had not yet begun, and then two screams made their hair stand up again.

"Peng...peng..."

Two consecutive sounds were heard. The other two mid-stage masters of the tribulation, just like the previous monks, had just screamed, and their whole body turned into coke-like shapes. Then they broke apart crisply, turning into charcoal-like limbs, thrown weakly in the depths of the void, and no one cares about it ever since...

Quiet, the scene is surprisingly quiet...

Everyone stared at the young girl with sharp means with the eyes of the monster.

Is this still a human? I just killed five middle-stage masters in the tribulation stage and almost penetrated a middle-stage beast far away from him. What kind of cultivation does this require? It is not so powerful in the early stage of Mahayana, right?

The girl's slender flesh palm, the sudden appearance of demon claws, and the terrifying demon swords, each of which is a jealous existence, which makes people stunned and makes people unable to believe that this is the strength that a master in the early stage of Mahayana should have.

Especially, this girl has always been hiding beside the killing god Lu Chen, and is his Taoist partner. How powerful is Lu Chen? Not to mention anything else, just Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan's swords combined with each other is enough to be proud of the immortal realms. What can the Huang family do to them?

(8) The situation caused by Zuo Qinghan made many people tremble and shocked. At this time, the clear eyes as water also filled with the murderous intent that emerged in the girl's heart. Everyone knew that Zuo Qinghan was really angry. If he did not leave, even if he did not get involved in the limits stipulated by the God of Killing, he would become the target of the girl's killing. So, almost all the monks subconsciously turned around and left. No matter how fierce and exciting the battle between Lu Chen and the Nanming Fire Python was, they could not continue to watch.

The monks who scattered like birds and beasts ran away in the blink of an eye. In the depths of the void, there was only the dark figure exposed inside. Huang Jing had already rushed in. Zuo Qinghan was very anxious, but the situation inside was unclear. Entering rashly would cause great harm to Lu Chen. The little girl was impatient when Lu Chen's voice suddenly came from her spiritual consciousness.

"Girl, guard..."
Chapter completed!