Supreme Ruler of All Nature
Shushan Sword Repair

    Zhu Yi's life breath gradually faded away.

    Huang San's chubby face was still cheerful, a pair of small eyes were shining with a murderous light, he was slowly torturing Zhu Yi, suddenly his face changed slightly, and he looked back.

    At the exit of a tunnel, stood a young man dressed as white as snow and wearing a blue hat.

    The young man raised his head, revealing his face under the hat, he looked like Zhou Zheng, with very white skin and a few white pockmarks on his face.

    The most interesting thing about this person was the long sword on his waist, its sheath carved with simple and heavy landscape carvings.

    Except for Zhu Yi, who was gradually losing consciousness, everyone present shrank their pupils as they looked at the long sword: "Someone from Shushan Jianzong?"

    Even though he was staring at Huang San in midair, his expression was truly humbling. He smirked: "Fat, have you ever seen a young Taoist wearing a white robe and a star crown with feathers and a star crown, with a child by his side?"

    The young man's tone was frivolous and crude, although Huang San still had a smile on his face, But his eyes were cold.

    In front of Hou Xuanji, Huang San was a slave, but others did not dare to hate him \= he was a close friend of Hou Xuanji.

    Not to mention the Marquis of Xuanji, it was the entire Great Zhou territory, and most of the people facing him had to respectfully call him "Master Huang San".

    Some monks at the foundation building stage were even more dissatisfied. One of the monks at the foundation building stage had never moved before. Thinking that he was not behaving well, he wanted to flatter Huang San, so he scolded: “This is the third home of Lord Xuanji Hou, the rule is Click, otherwise, even the Shushan Sword Sect cannot protect you!”

    The young man in Dou Li smiled silently when he heard those words, without taking his eyes off.

    But the long sword at his waist suddenly shot out from his body, turned into a cold light, and flew towards the foundation building cultivator.

    Huang San's face sank: "Compense!" The cold air in the sky condensed, and the sword of the bucket-hatted young man froze.

    But the light of the bucket-hatted young man's sword suddenly disappeared as he was about to touch Huang San's cold air.

    Huang San was stunned, and his expression changed abruptly in the next moment, and he shouted: "Be careful!"

    Before the cultivators of the base building that were attacked had time to react, a sword light that had disappeared suddenly appeared in front of him from the outside.Thin air, very close!

    The sword light pierced through his head and flew back into the bucket-hatted youth sheath.

    At this moment, the foundation building stage cultivator was conscious, opening his mouth to speak, but not making a sound, bloodstains slowly appeared between his brows, and the next moment exploded, it exploded, blood splashed into the air.

    "How dare!" Huang San's face was deathly pale, and he threw Zhu Yi at one of his subordinates. Without any emphasis of mana, Zhu Yi finally regained his senses. Wow, he spewed out a big mouthful of bruised blood, his face pale.

    At this moment, Huang San did not care about him anymore, his fat face was filled with ice: "Cut the void and destroy the air, Shushan Shaoze's sword is indeed worthy, indeed, but you played in the wrong place, this is Da Zhou, and you killed someone from the Marquis Xuanji Mansion!" The young man in the hat opened his mouth and smiled: "I asked you, have you ever seen a young Taoist with a child, dressed in white? the robe and the crown of the stars?"

    Huang San laughed angrily: "Shushan Jianzong is really used to being arrogant, even the people in my Xuanji Hou home dare to kill, you don't want to leave Dazhou alive!"

    The young man in Dou Li smiled: "It seems that you have no intention of answering me. There's no point holding you back. "After saying that, Jianguang unsheathed again.

    “The world freezes, thousands of miles flying frozen!” Huang San laughed furiously, formed a seal with both hands, and suddenly the entire underground palace roiled with snow, countless cold air condensed together, and the air turned white.

    The few remaining foundation builder cultivators and Zhu Yi, even though Huang San's target wasn't them at all, only the consequences were what made them almost freeze.

    Not only does the body freeze, but even the thinking becomes slower, and the mind is unable to spin.

    This was a sign that even souls would freeze!

    To prevent the opponent's flying sword from flashing in the void, Huang San pushed his own mana to the extreme, and there was cold air all over his body. No matter where the flying sword appeared, he could prevent it.

    "Shushan Shaoze's sword was strange and unpredictable, but the sword was slanted, and immediate death was not enough. His Jindan Sword is naturally easy to kill the foundation, but if you want to deal with me, it's the wrong idea!"

    Huang San was thinking Suddenly, the voice of a young man with a hat came from the cold air: "Da Zhou? Xuanji Hou's? It is very strong, but the problem is that you are very weak. I cannot leave the Dazhou Zhu Hongwu region can say this, but you cannot. Moreover, even if it was Zhu Hongwu, one day I would surpass him. "

    The cold air in the underground palace suddenly fluctuated violently, and the ice-cold sword that dominated the light exploded through the cold air and slashed towards Huang San.

    This sword light was dazzling and dazzling, and a cold light was flashing, and even every light it emitted was an extremely powerful and arrogant sword light.

  Unlike the previous sword that could be moved in the void, this sword did not have any complicated changes, only its ultimate power.

    Huang San paled in surprise: "This is not Shao Zejian, but Shao Shang's most powerful and domineering sword among the six swords in Shushan? He actually mastered two types of swords at the same time ?!" In haste, Huang San gathered mana. , condensed into a mysterious ice shield in front of him.

    This was Huang San's strongest defensive method. He had never used it against a Golden Pill Amulet before, but now he was using it without hesitation.

    But everything was in vain, facing the sword of the masked young man, the cold sky and fog, broke apart! The mysterious ice shield is still broken!

    Seeing that Jianguang was in front of him, Huang San roared reluctantly: "Discovered for ten thousand years, nothing can be shaken!"

    Layers of ice and snow appeared on Huang San's body, and everyone seemed to freeze into ice cubes, like ice for ten thousand years. Equally, hard, stubborn, indestructible! At the same time, it was very clear, very ancient, and heavy!

    But still useless!

    Under Huang San's terrified gaze, Jianguang completely ignored his defense, pierced through his body like a knife slicing tofu, and then exploded on his body, and suddenly thousands of sword light shot out from Huang San's body.

    Huang San's plump body was like a balloon that had been blown up and exploded in midair, turning into a bloody mist.

    The exploding sword light was castrated, instantly destroying the surrounding ice and stone walls, like a beehive.

    Zhu Yi stared blankly at the bucket-hated young man who had placed his sword in his scabbard, and the foundation-building monk in the Xuanji Hou mansion beside him was also stunned.

    With one sword, only one sword, the bucket-hated young man killed Huang San, who was also on the Golden Core Stage.

    Huang San still had many methods that he did not use, he could not even blow himself up, so he was killed by his opponent.

    Zhu Yi suddenly had a desire to laugh, Huang San's words, "Both are Jindan stage cultivators, still have high and low cultivation levels" were still in his ears, and were still at his disposal, but now he himself has become the best explanation for this sentence.

    "Wait, the young Taoist in a white robe and the crown of a feathered star is very similar to the person I met at the temple that day, could it be ..." Zhu Yi suddenly moved in his heart, lowered his head and said nothing.: "I don't know if he is with this Shushan Jianxiu. , which one is stronger?"

    The bucket-hat youth looked at them and grinned: "Remember my name, Liu Yang, I will be the one to kill Zhu Hongwu."

    Looking at the astonished crowd, Liu Yang pressed his bucket hat., turned around and left: "Boring, too boring, I will continue to look for the young Tao who humiliated the Raging Fire Sword Sect. "

    He licked his lips and smiled: "This guy should be in this underground palace, I hope he can give me a little more pleasure."

    Lin Feng was in a very bad mood at the moment.

    "Rumb rumbling-" A blood-red river roared and roared in front of him. Dark and gloomy.

    Previously, a powerful mana shock suddenly erupted in the underground palace, and as a result, the space changed. Lin Feng and his disciple, who were walking in the middle of the road, were trapped in the space crack and were instantly transported into the depths of the underground palace.

    Fortunately, the three of them were not separated, but Lin Feng never thought that his group would be teleported to the banks of the underground blood river.

    Lin Feng looked at the most evil and filthiest water in the world, and wanted to cry without tears. On the surface, he faced two disciples, and he had to put on a confident look. He introduced them to them in an orderly manner, and told them to stay away from him. Dirty things.

    Hearing the strength of this river of blood phantom, Xiao Yan and Xiao Budian both turned pale, nodded quickly, followed behind Lin Feng, and avoided the river of blood.

    Lin Feng pondered as he walked: "Although the black cloud flag is good, it doesn't matter. I was lucky to have it, but I lost my life. On the contrary, Zhu Yi, who had spent so much effort. , this disciple should get it."

    Just thinking about it, Xiao Budian suddenly pulled Lin Feng's sleeves: "Master, look over there."

    As soon as Lin Feng woke up, he looked towards Little Budian's finger, and saw a big man with short hair in gray clothes, covered in blood, and looked at a big man with short hair, sitting in a state of embarrassment on the edge of the Nether Blood River, who was Huiku's monk before.

    Huiku had a painful and depressed expression, and a faint golden Buddhist light flashed all over his body. On the surface of the Buddha's light, cyan flames and red bloodstains were entangled together.

    Lin Feng knew in his heart: "This bhikkhu, somehow contaminated with the original water from the river of blood, is now protecting his body with Buddhist light, and then use the cyan flame to bleed."

    Looking at this scene, Lin Feng's face usually showed the day of spring. A warm smile like sunlight.