Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 912 Supreme Tracking
The purple lion sword master's long hair spread out, a dazzling brilliance bloomed, a faint golden glow appeared in his eyes, and his holy power circulated to the extreme.

The sword in his hand burst out with a rich purple light, becoming the most eye-catching brilliance in the world, and he slashed at Ye Mao with anger.

Halfway through the sword, Xiaoyue Tianlang's head wolf came to him, showing sharp teeth and mouth full of fishy smell, it went straight to bite his throat, but had no choice but to turn around to defend.

"Damn beast!" The Purple Lion Sword Master slashed out eighteen swords in a row, and the wolf he beat retreated violently, raised his head to the sky and howled, and immediately there were more Xiaoyue Sirius killing him in the distance.

Among them is the existence of the Great Perfection Period of the Saint!

"Withdraw!" Zishi Sword Master roared aggrievedly.

He rushed tens of feet before he realized that one of his subordinates was being entangled. Looking back, the graceful and charming female sword master was torn into pieces by the pack of wolves and became a delicacy in his mouth.

That was his lover, she was the one who gave him endless joy during countless tumultuous afternoons.

She is understanding, gentle and pure, she is the confidant he found after searching for countless years, she is the woman who understands him best in the world, and understands him better than his wife.

But she just died.

"Ah..." The Purple Lion Sword Master burst into tears in the pursuit of the pack of wolves, and the endless sadness in his heart turned into a sea of ​​hatred.

"Ye Mao, I will definitely tear you to pieces." The Purple Lion Sword Master roared in his heart.

After half an hour, they finally got rid of the group of Xiaoyue Sirius.

"This descendant of the Desolate Saint is really powerful. He found out about us so quickly and attacked us first. He is really courageous." Zhenhe Sword Saint, the most loyal subordinate of the Purple Lion Sword Saint, said.

Another subordinate said: "He avoided the swipe of the master and used the time acceleration power of Spring Autumn Bee. This method is really too clever."

"I underestimated this person, that's why I was tricked by him. I will never make the same mistake again." The Purple Lion Sword Master gritted his teeth, "Boom, boom, boom," "Now is the time for me to fight back!" gone."

He took out his open palm, and a black puppy the size of a thumb appeared in his palm, with a particularly big nose.

"This, this is the black spirit dog raised by Master Wanlong Sword Emperor. Its innate supernatural power is 'Supreme Tracking'. Now that kid can't escape." Zhenhe Sword Master said happily.

Ye Mao came to the foot of a mountain and put down the woman in the black dress. A large piece of flesh and blood was torn off her back, many bones were broken, and even the viscera were displaced.

"Her injuries are recovering quickly, and her self-healing ability is really strong... This girl's physique is extraordinary." Ye Mao used the ability of "melting water", flicked his fingers, and three drops of Guiyuanmiao Water fell on the wound. Her recovery The speed has become faster.

After a while, the woman in the black skirt woke up. She glanced left and right, and finally her eyes fell on Ye Mao. She opened her mouth, but said nothing.

"I saved your life, now I ask you a question, it's okay." Ye Mao felt that this time he could definitely capture the mountain.

The woman in the black skirt said: "I, I...don't know!"

"I don't know what?" Ye Mao frowned, "You won't tell me, you don't know the situation of the Falling Rain Sword Realm, right?"

The woman in the black skirt looked at him and nodded heavily.

"No, since you don't know, just tell me, I still need to spend five or six days brazenly following you behind you." Ye Maochao was depressed.

He used the "Water of a Thousand Volumes" to change his appearance and figure, turned around and left, thinking that he could only ask others.

As soon as he passed through a forest, there was a sword light on the side, and countless raindrops fell, shining with purple light, and there were purple lion shadows inside.

Ye Mao immediately activated his God-Treading Boots and dodged quickly, but was still hit by several raindrops, smashing into the woods and destroying big trees.

His defense was torn apart, several ribs in his waist were broken, and he was seriously injured.

The Purple Lion Sword Master came leading a subordinate.

"I have no grievances with you, why did you hurt me?" Ye Mao felt that he had changed his appearance and figure, and these people should not be able to recognize him.

"Ye Mao, let go of your boring tricks. How can you fool the nose of the black spirit dog by changing your appearance?" Purple Lion Sword Master's eyes were full of hatred.

"What's more, with my lord's blow, no matter how powerful a monk in the Dao Fruit Realm Dzogchen stage is, he will die. You are only seriously injured, and you dare to say that you are not Ye Mao." Zhenhe Sword Master sneered.

Ye Mao immediately disappeared on the same spot, retreated more than ten feet, and was blocked by two sword masters.

"You can't run away this time, hahaha..." The Purple Lion Sword Master grinned and let out a maniacal laugh, "You bastard, you killed my beloved woman and my master's only relative, I want to break your bones one by one, send you to the endless execution platform, and let you know what the consequences of making my heart hurt."

Ye Mao stared at the Purple Lion Sword Master coldly, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, he used his arms to cover the injury on his ribs, and used the energy of "transforming water" to transform Dao force into Guiyuan Miaoshui, so as to speed up the recovery of the injury.

"Do you know what an endless torture platform is?" The Purple Lion Sword Master walked towards Ye Mao step by step, "It is to make you suffer endless pain that will never stop."

"The name of Luo Yujian's ancestor is too empty. What a character, I didn't expect that his famous name will be completely ruined by you disciples and grandchildren." Ye Mao delayed the time to recover from his injuries.

"You are just a lowly blood slave, killing you will destroy the first name of our ancestor, hehe..." The Purple Lion Sword Master laughed dryly, "You think too highly of yourself."

The purple lion sword master is full of terrifying holy power, covering all directions.

At this time, a subordinate suddenly attacked from behind,

Ye Mao's figure faltered under the pressure of Shengwei, the man stabbed him in the back with a sword, the Abi sword emerged from behind, collided head-on with it, the energy surged, dragon scales appeared on his golden skin, and he held it This hit.

The figure rushed forward, spun suddenly, quickly raised the figure, and quickly retreated.

Another subordinate of the Purple Lion Sword Master moved his body and stopped Ye Mao from confiding, causing him to be surrounded again.

"Little ants also want to struggle." The Purple Lion Sword Master smiled disdainfully, "You said you got the Sword Rain Order, and you could have become the No. 1 under the Twelve Sword Emperors of Sword Rain City. The Twelve Sword Emperors put forward some reasonable demands, and they will satisfy you, but why do you have to die."

He took a step forward and stabbed Ye Mao's chest with a sword. The light of the sword was like rain, covering every vital point on Ye Mao's chest.

The three subordinates also moved together, and majestic and thick holy power rose from two of them, gathering together to form a thousand-foot-high tower, trying to suppress Ye Mao in order to limit the speed.

The remaining one made a move, the sword glowed coldly, attracting the hunting cold wind, forming a strong wind and sword energy, and cooperating with the Purple Lion Sword Master, forming a front and rear pincer attack.

(End of this chapter)