God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 450 Stupid and bad, why not die

Ben Lei Sword·Shocking Waves!
Xiang Ling used the Benlei Sword, and cut out a ponytail, forcing Wu Zong to turn around to block half a step.

Boom!
The swords collided, bursting out with powerful power.

Banbu Wuzong was very surprised, he never expected that a seemingly weak girl would have such a strong strength.

"Stinky girl, you're courting death!" Banbu Wuzong snorted coldly, burst out his martial spirit, possessed by a tiger demon, shouted loudly, and slammed up with one claw.

Xiang Ling held up his sword to block, was thrown out heavily, spun several times in mid-air, and immediately cast the Void-Treading Movement Technique, shouted coquettishly, and raised the sword like a fairy Lingbo to fight back.

Although he tried his best to fight, Xiang Ling still fought in a competitive way, and he didn't kill him, leaving room for every sword.

Even so, he still forced this half-step Wuzong to use his full strength.

Forced to use all his strength by a spirit martial artist, this half-step martial artist was extremely angry, suddenly bit his finger, wiped blood on his left palm, and snorted coldly: "Smelly girl, die to me! !"

The blood turned into blood-colored talismans and flew out one by one, surrounding Xiang Ling, forming a cage of talismans.

Xiang Ling frowned, and quickly raised his sword to slash at the bloody formation talisman.

Bang!
The long sword struck the talisman and was bounced back.

At the same time, a soul-devouring force emanated from the blood-colored talisman, as if it wanted to strip the soul from the person's body.

Xiang Ling only felt that his consciousness was in a trance for a while, his mind was unstable, and he felt like he was on the verge of falling.

Seeing this, Banbu Wuzong sneered and said, "I think you can still fight me!"

Although Xiang Ling relied on swordsmanship to forcibly suppress this half-step Wuzong, his own cultivation base was too low, and his soul was not strong enough to resist this kind of nine-yin secret technique.

Seeing the success of the secret technique, Wu Zong approached slowly, stretched out his hand to pinch Xiangling's chin, and said with a smirk: "You look pretty good, it's a waste to be with the demon star. I will abolish your cultivation first, and then you can do it well." Enjoy and enjoy!"

As he was speaking, he was about to laugh out loud, when suddenly there was a "poof", and there was a sharp pain in his stomach.

He looked down at his abdomen, and saw a sword tip protruding from his abdomen, and there were traces of blood on the sword tip.

He hurriedly looked back, only to see a little girl staring ferociously like a lion cub, holding a half-cut sword in her hand, and because she squeezed it too tightly, blood was dripping from her immature palm.

The half-step Wu Zong showed a puzzled look on his face. He didn't understand how this demon star came behind him.

He is a half-step Wuzong, how could he let an eight or nine-year-old child walk behind him, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Ah!" He roared angrily, and raised his hand to pat the sword tip on his abdomen.

Bang!
The strength of the palm was transmitted along the tip of the sword, and with a "bang", the scorpion flew out.

Half-step Wu Zong was pierced through the abdomen, and he was extremely angry. After shaking his body with his palm, he immediately pursued and killed him, vowing to smash this demon star into a meat paste.

The man rolled and flew out, rolled on the ground more than a dozen times, without saying a word, quickly got up and ran forward, as fast as a preying cheetah, rushing into the night, oscillating a series of void fluctuations, in the blink of an eye Disappear.

Half a step Wu Zong chased for a distance, and was surprised to find that he had lost his target, and the wound on his abdomen was still bleeding.

He roared angrily, took out the wound medicine and sprinkled it on the wound.

After the wound stopped bleeding, he snorted angrily, turned around and prepared to go back and deal with the little beauty in the Spiritual Martial Realm first.

He just turned around and took two steps when suddenly a death threat came from behind him.

He quickly turned around and chopped off with his sword.

Clang!
The sword light flashed, and a thin black figure swooped past him. He cut off a strand of unkempt hair with a sword, and then his neck lit up. The scene in his eyes suddenly spun, and the perspective finally fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a headless corpse slowly fall down.

He finally realized what was going on.

His vision began to blur, and before he completely lost his vitality, he saw two little bare feet walking past him, and beside his calf was a broken sword that was held backwards, dripping with blood.

He tried his best to look up, and saw a little girl who was as fierce as a lion cub, her eyes were as red as fire.

At this moment, he finally knew what a demon star was.

After Xiang Ling broke free from the Nine Yin Secret Technique, he rushed over and saw the corpse on the ground. He pulled the scorpion with some concern, and asked, "What's the matter? Let go of the broken sword. It's bleeding."

Holding the broken sword tightly, Xiangling asked again, "Where's my sister? Where's Tong?"

Sui Zhen was about to turn around to find his sister, when suddenly a grinning voice came from the darkness: "No need to look for it, I'll send it to you."

Looking for the reputation, I saw a warrior in black grabbing Tong's hair and dragging her out of the darkness.

Mei immediately showed a ferocious expression, and let out an angry and threatening sound like a wild animal.

The warrior in black put the knife on Tong's neck and threatened, "Kneel down! Kneel down! Otherwise, I'll cut off her head!"

Hitomi closed her eyes, neither crying nor fussing, but trembling all over, evidently extremely frightened.

Xiang Ling had never encountered such a thing before, so he didn't know what to do.

The warrior in black continued to be dangerous: "I will count to three, and if I don't drop my weapon and kneel down, I will cut off her head! One, two..."

Xiang Ling quickly put down the sword and said loudly: "Don't, don't hurt her!"

The black-clothed warrior pointed his knife at Mei, and shouted: "And you, throw away the broken sword!"

Sui stared fiercely at the black-clothed warrior, did not speak, did not drop the broken sword, just stared closely.

"Don't throw it away, right? You asked for it yourself!" the warrior in black said, and immediately raised his knife to chop Tong's neck.

at this time.

A ray of sword light came from the west and caught the long knife of the warrior in black.

The black-clothed warrior flashed a figure in front of his eyes, and suddenly found that there was another person in front of him, a young and strong man with an extraordinary bearing, and it was Ye Xuan who had arrived in time.

Ye Xuan gently held the black-clothed warrior's long knife with his sword, held the back of Tong's head, and pulled her into his arms.

Seeing someone suddenly appeared in front of him, the black-clothed warrior opened his eyes sharply, and raised his knife to cut, but just as he raised the knife, he suddenly found that the knife broke, and the blade fell to the ground with a clang, and only the handle remained in his hand.

Ye Xuan held the sword in his backhand and rested it lightly on his neck, with an expressionless face and indifferent eyes.

The black-clothed warrior immediately felt the fear of death, and hurriedly shouted: "You...you can't kill me?"

"Oh why?"

"We are here to kill the demon star and stop the disaster!" the warrior in black said righteously.

"Really? If you say that you are bewitched by evil words to kill Yao Xing, then you are just stupid. But if you want to kill Xiang Ling, then you are not only stupid, but also bad. You are stupid and bad, what are you doing alive?"

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, he made a backhand sword.

puff!
Heads flew up, blood splashed, and the headless corpse of the warrior in black fell slowly.

(End of this chapter)