Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

On Wangjian Mountain, the dark clouds cover the top, like a sign of extinction.

This is the vision of heaven and earth caused by Xiao He's anger.

But at this moment, a light blue Sword intent shot straight into the sky, blowing away all the dark clouds above.

In the eyes of the old man's killing, Zhang Qifan put his hands in front of him and stood as a sword of the void.

At first, a pale blue light rose up behind him.

At this time, Killing remained indifferent.

When they reach a Realm like them, it will cause some visions, which are not worth mentioning.

Power environment can be.

But when behind Zhang Qifan, a Flying Sword phantom rose up.

Countless Flying Swords followed.

These Flying Sword phantoms rushed to the sky.

At the same time, countless Flying Sword phantoms appeared out of thin air around Zhang Qifan.

Standing in the air, slowly rotating.

Then, a simple and simple magic sword appeared in Zhang Qifan's hands automatically.

There are two and small characters on the sword.

"Open heaven!

At one point of this sword, the phantom of the Flying Sword rotating around seems to have been inspired.

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A happy squeak sounded.

And the speed of rotation is getting faster and faster.

In the end, it became a ghost.

At this time, the light behind Zhang Qifan became stronger and brighter.

It seems that there are countless Flying Sword phantoms, cheering, rejoicing, and paying tribute to their king!

Against the backdrop of light and the phantom of the Flying Sword.

Zhang Qifan is like Celestial Immortals descending to earth, making people unable to look directly.

Although extremely reluctant, the killing still bowed his head for the first time.

Because he is very clear.

If he dared to look up for a while, these sword beams would definitely blind him.

What kind of Sword intent is this.

An indescribable sense of frustration arises in the killing heart.

In the way of kendo, maybe I really went wrong?

No, can't say that.

In front of this person, no sword cultivator dared to mention the word kendo.

Hearing the sound of sword cries coming from his ears, Shi Sheng felt a chill down his spine.

Any sword cultivator has ever caused a sword cry.

But for more than a thousand years of killing and cultivating Taoism, I have never heard of anyone making a phantom sound like a sword.

What's more, there are still tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Flying Sword phantom swords.

It takes a lot of affinity with the sword to do that.

In addition to the killing sigh.

Suddenly, I felt the Flying Sword swaying around my waist.

Looking down, his rusty magic sword has suddenly flew out.

At the same moment, the millions of Flying Swords on the entire Wangjian Mountain began to vibrate a few times before flying backwards.

The entire Wangjian Mountain was once again shrouded in shadows.

However, this time it was not obscured by dark clouds.

And all the sunlight was blocked by the Flying Sword that filled the sky.

In Wangjian Mountain, hundreds of sword cultivators flew out from all around.

They really couldn't understand why their own Flying Sword was suddenly out of control.

When these cultivators with eyes above the sky came out of the Immortal Cave.

In an instant, they saw an unforgettable scene in their lives.

I saw halfway up the mountain, a handsome man standing with a sword.

All the magic swords on the entire Wangjian Mountain gathered behind this man, in a state of surrender.

A million swords surrendered.

This rare scene in ten thousand years makes people feel chills while sighing.

Who is this man?

Among them, a middle-aged sword cultivator and more than a dozen sword cultivators were extremely surprised.

Because, they only met Zhang Qifan not long ago.

I thought it was a small cultivator with a low Realm.

He also uttered wild words to let him be careful of his life.

It turns out that people are the true gods.

The middle-aged Jianxiu couldn't help hiding his face and ran away in shame.

On the other side, the battle between Xiao He and Dou Yan is also over.

There is no doubt that Xiao He is still better, and beat Dou Yan, a man who is open-mouthed and loves snoring, to unconsciousness.

Xiao He did not show much joy.

He didn't even look at Dou Yan.

All her attention was on Zhang Qifan.

The shock in his eyes is almost indescribable.

Master, is it already so powerful?

Zhang Qifan looked at the killing whose face changed drastically, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you read it yet?"

This sentence, he said the voice is not loud.

But it came to the ears of all the sword cultivators on Wangjian Mountain.

But the sound is like a bell, making people's legs go weak.

Facing Zhang Qifan's killing, he couldn't stand the pressure, he knelt down and said, "I've seen it before, senior's Sword intent is as high as the sky, and it's impossible for people to look back."5

"Stand up!

An old voice sounded, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

I saw an old man with white hair and beard slowly coming here.

see him coming.

Everyone in Wangjian Mountain immediately dazzled and saluted, and respectfully shouted: "I have seen Jian Lao."

Xiao He's face instantly turned ugly, and he whispered softly, "Slave Sword."

As we all know, Wangjian Mountain is a paradise for swordsmen.

If you really want to ask who has the highest kendo, they all have their own words.

The level of Realm does not mean the strength of Kendo.

Sword cultivators are all unruly masters.

But in Wangjian Mountain, there is a mysterious old man with the highest prestige.

No one knew where he came from, nor did he know the level of kendo.

Because he never made a move.

Just a few casual pointers can make people stunned.

In the entire Wangjian Mountain, there are 993 people who are strong in kendo. Who dares to say that he has never been instructed by Mr. Jian.

If he hadn't been instructed by Jian Lao, he wouldn't even be scolded.

That means that his swordsmanship is not good, and the old man can't look down on him.

This is also why the sword cultivators in Wangjian Mountain can look down on everyone, but they are very respectful towards this old man.

The previous Xiao He had also been to Wangjian Mountain.

Last time, in the battle with Dou Yan, although Xiao He narrowly won, he could still behead him.

If it hadn't been for Jian Lao's words to persuade him, I'm afraid that the current fight and the grass on the grave would be taller.

Instead of the scar on the chest now.

You know, at that time, Xiao He was arrogant and arrogant, but he never cared about anyone's face.

But in the face of Jian Lao, she still has no idea of ​​killing.

dare not!

Because this old man with white hair and beard gave her only one feeling, bottomless.

"Yes Yes.

Hearing Elder Jian's voice, Shasheng resisted the fear in his heart and stood up slowly.

But even so, he still didn't dare to look up at Zhang Qifan.

Jian Lao said loudly: "This little friend, such a strong Sword intent, even in my lifetime, I have never seen such a powerful Sword intent.

These words once again drew a deep scar on the hearts of all sword cultivators in Wangjian Mountain.