Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 314 Sword Picking the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the Outer Sect
  "Who are you?" A ferocious soul master spoke, with unruly eyes. Behind him were a large group of soul masters, one of whom looked in shock at first, and then angry.

Si Muqing turned his eyes to this soul master, and he immediately noticed a violent sword intent hidden in this body.

His eyes lit up slightly, and he held the Shepherd's Star Sword in his hand, suppressing his joy at seeing Hunter Xin.

"Master of the Dao Sect." Si Muqing said.

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the soul masters. They also knew that the Qibao Glazed Sect and the Haotian Sect were joining forces to make things difficult. Now that the person who claimed to be the master of the Dao Sect appeared here and sat on the main seat majestically, they couldn't help but think that they would not Lenovo.

The soul master who spoke raised his hand and pressed it softly, and the whispers between the soul masters stopped. He looked at Ning Tian and saw her respectfully standing below, waiting for instructions, and he knew it.

"It seems that this girl sold us out!" The leading soul master said this with a sneer, but he didn't look surprised at all.

Si Muqing's eyes swept over the faces of these soul masters one by one. Some were surprised, some were surprised, some were disappointed, some were happy, and most of them were calm and indifferent.

Thinking of the situation of the Qibao Glazed Sect, he understood clearly. It seemed that the internal situation of the Qibao Glazed Sect was severely divided. Now that he asked Ning Tian to find these soul masters with other surnames, it seemed that he had inadvertently torn apart the superficial peace within the Qibao Glazed Sect. .

Gu Yuena thought thoughtfully, how similar the current state of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was to the spirit beasts. They were both forced to stick together under external pressure to survive together.

Si Muqing looked at the soul masters who were gradually regaining their composure, and he had a rough idea. The Qibao Glazed Sect is one of the few sects that recruits civilian soul masters on a large scale. It is precisely because of this that the highest strength in the Ning family is only the seventh ring. Next, they have firmly maintained their position in the seven major sects, and have survived these ten thousand years of changes. Even the huge war between Sun Moon and Douluo did not destroy them.

But this also laid hidden dangers for them. As the strength of civilian soul masters increases, they will naturally demand corresponding status, and the position of sect leader will always belong to the Ning family.

Perhaps without Si Muqing's stimulation today, these would have been buried under the water until one day they erupted and completely destroyed the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Gu Yuena glanced at the calm Ning Tian below and knew that everything was done intentionally by her to resolve the conflicts within the sect.

Si Muqing also knew Ning Tian's little thoughts, but he didn't care.

Pairs of eyes turned to their leading soul master. It was obvious that in this short period of time, they had chosen a new leader.

"Although he looks ferocious, he is rare and prestigious!" Si Muqing said in surprise.

"Is the Master of the Dao Sect also a kid who judges people by their appearance? My name is Mo Yi." A sharp sword intent appeared on his body, and the silver sword was held in his hand.

Si Muqing simulated the shape of the martial spirit in the heart of the sword. The sword was four feet three inches long, three inches wide, and the handle was one foot two inches long. It was a rare long sword.

"Seven kills?" Si Muqing asked in a positive tone. The Mu Xing Sword is in his hand, and the vast sword energy in his body penetrates into the Mu Xing Sword.

"Exactly!" Mo Yi's words were sonorous, "No matter what the Ning family promised on our behalf, it doesn't count for us!"

"Oh! Rejection requires strength." Si Muqing knew that they had misunderstood, but he had no intention of explaining. It just happened to let him see which one was stronger between his sword and Douluo's Sword God.

Ning Tian also hopes so. Whoever wins and who loses will be beneficial to her. If Mo Yi dies, she can calmly take care of the Qibao Glazed Sect. If Si Muqing dies, she can also be free. At the same time, she can use Shrek's anger. Suppress Mo Yi and the others.

"Of course there is." After Mo Yi finished speaking, violent sword intent burst out, nine soul rings floated, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black and black, and soul power fluctuations at the level of Titled Douluo erupted.

"I can feel that your soul power is only at the Soul Emperor level."

Mo Yi also knew what Ning Tian was thinking, but so what! He is sure to win. Being able to defeat Soul Saint with Soul Emperor is indeed a very special thing, but he can't defeat the title with Soul Emperor! What’s the point of having a soul power level like that!

Si Muqing sneered, if the soul power level could determine the outcome of the battle, why would there be so many disputes? Everyone would just show their level when they meet. Even though he was thinking this, Si Muqing's expression was still solemn. The titled Douluo had already condensed his soul core, which was very different from the soul masters below him.

"You take action first!" Mo Yi said grandly, looking very magnanimous.

Although there is a saying that attacking first makes you stronger and attacking later suffers, this attitude undoubtedly puts Si Muqing in the position of a weakling. If you really want to follow his words, it will also suppress your own mentality, especially for people who pay attention to details. Swordsman with mentality.

The clear and violent sound of sword chants reached my ears.

A sword intent erupted from Si Mu Qing's body. Although the Mu Xing Sword did not move, the sword intent blasted towards Mo Yi. The sword intent in Mo Yi's body also exploded, facing Si Mu Qing.

Two sword intents collided wildly in the hall, one violent and fierce, the other vast and deep.

The faces of the soul masters behind Ning Tian and Mo Yi turned pale, and the violent collision of swords made them feel chest tightness and headache.

Gu Yuena watched the fight between the two sides and estimated their outcome in her mind. She was ready to deflect.

The sword intent in Si Muqing's body improved little by little, and he had never lost in a competition with sword intent.

Mo Yi's face turned pale little by little. Swordsmanship has always been the most dangerous thing, and the essence of swordsmanship is the sharpest mental power. There is never anything fancy in a spiritual confrontation.

He couldn't wait any longer. If the fight continued, sooner or later he would be cut into pieces by Si Muqing's sword intent, destroying his consciousness and becoming a living dead.

With anger and fear, Mo slashed out his first sword, and it was the ninth soul skill, slashing both gods and demons.

A huge space appeared in the sky, and countless sword energy fell down, carrying the momentum of destroying the world.

"Is it possible to combine sword intent with soul skills and soul power to be like this?" Si Muqing still sighed emotionally.

"Solve it quickly!" Gu Yuena urged.

Simu Qingmu's star sword was lifted up and stabbed, Fuju was vacant, and seven kills were imminent.

The terrifying murderous intention was released, and the cinnabar from the Shura Jiukao on Si Muqing's eyebrows glowed red, strange and bloody.

Scenes of horrific scenes appeared in everyone's hearts, and the sound of endless cries rang in their ears. The murderous intention suppressed their six senses, making their minds feel like they were falling into endless darkness.

Si Muqing drew Gengchen's soul power from the air, inhaled it through the Shepherd Star Sword, and converted it into his own sword energy.

A sharp edge that shreds the heavens and the earth appears on his sword, and there is a faint blood in the bright sword light, which is the blood red stained by the endless killing energy.

Gu Yuena raised her eyebrows. It seemed that Shura Jiucao was of great help to him. Unfortunately, it was just an illusion, not a real killing.

The sharp edge easily tore through Mo Yi's soul skill, and the sword intent solidified Mo Yi's spirit.

The tip of Mu Xing's sword touched the center of his eyebrows, its sharp edge flickering.

"What's not yours will never be yours. No matter how powerful it seems or how powerful it is, as long as you find the weakness, you can break it with one sword." Si Muqing's soft words sounded like instructions, but It was also a counterattack against his confident attitude just now.

(End of this chapter)