Naruto boy in another world

260 Slaughter
"Asshole! Is this considered cheating!"

Seeing that all the disciples of the Zhan Dao Sect had their eyes closed in coordination with Zhan Zhonglin's intermediate-level profound art, the Qinglian Sword Sect immediately became agitated.

With the help of countless disciples of Zhan Dao Sect, even Qingran couldn't bear such a move.

A newly promoted saint walker like Beihan will definitely disappear in this instant.

"Stop them, before Zhan Zhonglin uses this technique, try to interrupt the connection between some disciples and them..."

"This is the only thing we can do for Beihan."

Following Qingran's command, all the disciples of Qinglian Sword Sect rushed out immediately, the sword light galloped, and the dragons criss-crossed. In an instant, a large area of ​​sword light covered that area.

There are more than a thousand disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and some of them even use double swords. During the swing, countless cyan sword lights accompanied by falling lotus flowers criss-cross the sky, almost swallowing the area where the Zhandaomen is located. the whole area.

Rumbling--

However, Zhan Dao Sect seemed to have known about Qinglian Sword Sect's attack for a long time, and the powerful restrictions were displayed in front of them before the sword came to them. The dazzling golden light illuminated the whole world.

sonorous—

The Liujian hit the flowing light curtain, causing a layer of weak ripples, and then slid down unwillingly. Behind the light curtain, Zhan Jun looked at the angry man with playfulness. Among the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

"Against us, you guys who call themselves gentlemen are still too young!"

"If you only have such a little strength, that kid has no possibility of victory at all. Failure is the ultimate return of your declining sect." Zhan Jun sneered.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

"You actually broke your promise, what a villain!"

Looking at the arrogant Zhan Dao Sect disciple, the Qinglian Sword Sect was completely enraged. They tried their best to use their spiritual skills, and the powerful esoteric skills of the sword kept blooming bright sparks on that layer of restriction.

The sword was like a long dragon, floating in the sky, and then fell magnificently.

The mighty momentum made the rocks on the top of the mountain weakened by a small layer.

However, such an attack can't cause any fatal blow to the powerful ban, even though it is constantly weakening the power of the ban.

But if this continues, after the restriction is lifted, the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect must have exhausted their own spiritual power, and at that time they can only let themselves be mermaid.

It's just that the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect who were in a rage didn't realize this at all.

The strong men of the Qinglian Sword Sect, including Mo Dao Song Yun, all rushed forward without fear of death.

"This kind of violation of the rules of the game, aren't you afraid of being backlashed by the rules of the Valkyrie?"

Someone from the Qinglian Sword Sect yelled loudly, and their chests were almost ignited with anger. Before the match, they had made an oath, and such a large-scale battle would have violated the established rules long ago.

"Hmph! Martial God rules, before we compete, we just set up the rules for whoever wins and who gets the inheritance. There is no mention of the specific process of the competition. There is nothing at all. As long as it is before the end of the competition, we can use various At the end of my hand, this Valkyrie rule can do nothing to me!"

"You simple guys are really too young!"

"Hahaha...You Qinglian Sword Sect are destined to become losers. You have been, are, and will be in the future. You are destined to prostrate at the feet of our Zhandaomen..."

Inside the Zhandaomen, the disciples who kept their consciousness clear laughed wildly when they saw the disciples of the Sword Sect who were constantly exerting their spiritual power. That kind of unscrupulous and hateful behavior aroused the anger of the disciples of the Sword Sect even more.

Only then did they realize that they had fallen into the opponent's trap at the beginning of the match. No matter what fights occurred during this match, they would not cause the backlash of the Valkyrie rules.

But once the outcome of the game is known, neither of them can really do anything in this place of inheritance.

"Unforgivable!"

"I will kill you even if I die!"

……

puff-

As countless sword lights fell on the restriction, the powerful restriction finally scattered and collapsed after persisting for a period of time.

The disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect swarmed in, wanting to fight, but at this moment a powerful coercion came, and everyone looked up at the sky under the pressure of this powerful spiritual force.

"Is it finally going to be displayed?"

"The Kuangfeng Dao Jue, who has endured so many people's perception of the Dao of the Sword, Beihan..."

Rumbling--

Thousands of knives rush, thousands of lights flow frost, this moment is no longer Zhan Chonglin's pure fire attribute spiritual power, lightning, wood, water, rain, ice, earth, stone and other various spiritual power sword flows Covering and coming, the gorgeous scene covered the entire sky.

In an instant, the endless flow of swords rushed into Beihan's body, and tens of thousands of streams of light were completely inserted into that body, like a huge hedgehog, and Beihan's figure could no longer be seen.

"Beihan be careful!"

"do not want!"

Feng Ling'er, Mo Dao and the others exclaimed, their eyes were reddened with sadness, and huge sword breaths gushed out from the sword body, slashing at the Zhan Dao Sect disciples around them, venting their anger.

The young genius was their hope in Sanjitian, who knew that it didn't take long before he disappeared into the hands of these sworn enemies.

They were angry, the latter was because of the sect, while the former was because of the inexplicable feelings in their hearts.

"Hahaha——Once Beihan dies, this place of inheritance will be ours."

"In the vast inheritance land, there may be holy arts above the eighth rank, what are you fighting with us now!"

Zhan Jun looked up to the sky with a long smile, with a ferocious expression on his face, "The rules of the God of War come down quickly, and expel all these trash who violate the rules..."

With the sound of that devil-like voice, the mountain top that was originally screaming with killing intent and swords suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, all the people became quiet. They looked up at the sky, quietly waiting for the coming of the Valkyrie rules, but after dozens of breaths passed, nothing happened in the vast sky except for the flowing golden spiritual power .

"What the hell is going on, are the rules of the God of Valor out of order?"

"The Valkyrie rules have never been wrongly judged since ancient times. What happened today?"

"No! Look, Beihan is not dead!"

Suddenly an exclamation broke everyone's dead silence, everyone looked in the direction the man pointed, on the top of the mountain, there was a young boy standing, with short black hair, a handsome face, and that The iconic big brown gourd all showed the identity of this person—Bei Han.

"Hmph! You don't have the qualifications to kill me!"

Bei Han sneered coldly, but his pale face revealed his weakness at the moment. The other party's move was too powerful, combining the powerful saber intent of countless people. Powerful blow.

So at that moment of life and death, Beihan once again showed his ninjutsu, using the sand clone technique to confuse the enemy, while his own body quickly escaped from the focus of the sword light.

However, Beihan was still affected. He escaped fast enough, but he was still affected. He was tens of feet away, and his body was still blown away by the powerful sword intent. With the newly refined Qian Rongyuan, he might not even be able to stand up now.

"Brother, step back first!"

Standing proudly on the top of the mountain, Bei Han looked coldly at the nearly ten thousand disciples of Zhan Dao Sect on the top of the mountain, with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

But after hearing Bei Han's words, Mo Dao ordered everyone to withdraw after pondering for a while.

Although the current Beihan is not very old, his strength has become the most powerful disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect besides Qingran. He has such a right to speak!
The members of the Qinglian Sword Sect left, and on the top of the mountain, Beihan confronted the countless disciples of Zhandao Sect in front of him alone. Facing so many strong men alone, even if he was the Son of Heaven, he might not be spared.

But this moment is different.

Because more than [-]% of them have been completely immersed in Zhan Chonglin's "Blaster of Wind Sword Art", their consciousness is suspended in the sky along with their sabers, and their bodies have no consciousness at all.

Moreover, Beihan is on the ground, only a few steps away from the Zhandaomen disciples. If Zhan Zhonglin wants to deal with Beihan, with that powerful power, he will definitely be able to destroy hundreds of warriors in an instant .

Standing proudly in front of the enemy, Bei Han sneered, even though there was this more powerful Saint Walker Zhan Jun in front of him, he didn't have any worries, because he knew that Zhan Jun's opponent was not himself, but the person behind him.

"I don't know how many Martial God marks there will be with so many people. I really made a lot of money this time."

Beihan licked the corner of his chapped mouth with his tongue, and then quickly pinched the mark with both hands.

The spiritual power surged, the landslides and the ground cracked, and a powerful undercurrent surged out from under the ground. At this moment, everyone present panicked.

"Sandstorm Burial!"

(End of this chapter)