Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> Datang Wenjian

Volume 1 Sixty-three Magic Current

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Sixty-three Demonic Currents

    The death of Taoist Monkey in the chaos greatly stimulated the remaining people present.  But the Sword Master didn't seem to have any abnormalities at all. He just shouted loudly, brandished his heavy sword and pounced again into the crowd who were completely frightened by the killing and were fleeing in all directions!

    "Shuzi!" The scheming Huo Qingqiao was still the first to take action. Seeing his subordinates being slaughtered in this way, as the owner of a gambling house in southern Sichuan, he naturally had to step forward.

    Seeing Huo Qingqiao take action, Red Faced Yama and others did not hesitate and followed closely behind.  After just a confrontation, everyone already knew that this wild and ruthless young man like a wild beast in front of them could not be defeated by anyone!  Everyone was already prepared for the combined attack when they arrived. Although the process was tortuous, at this time, facing the pressure of life, the combined attack technique was finally launched!

    The fishing line seduces the soul, the sword is like the moon, the short stick whistles, and the bloody hand tears the wind.  All kinds of attacks vaguely respond to the mysterious rhythm, and the various energies fit together almost impeccably!  Everyone felt cold, but they were also confident that no matter how they responded to the crazy young man, they would definitely pay the price!  More importantly, no matter how the opponent responds, the ensuing offensive will be like a stormy sea and force the opponent into an even more unfavorable situation!

    But, they forgot one thing!

    The sword master at this time is no longer the upright and upright Hong Chen, the sword master in white who is as calm as the wind, and the sword master in white who is as majestic as a mountain to do justice for heaven.  The above three people are all gentlemen, and gentlemen can be bullied!

    " However, the Sword Lord at this time is not a gentleman, but a devil!

    Therefore, the sword master faces all kinds of attacks and does not block them!  The heavy sword in his hand danced wildly and set off a strong wind. The strong wind was mixed with icy raindrops, and he counterattacked against the overwhelming offensive!

    Everyone was shocked!  Because in everyone's eyes, this sword seems to contain the sword master's determination to die, and the energy is locked on him!

    All the attacks finally blended together.  The energy surging everywhere raised water mist that covered the sky, and the water mist was full of bright red color.  Amidst the violent and chaotic clashes, several roars suddenly came out, followed by a figure flying backwards out of the mist, vomiting blood from the mouth, and the scars were faintly visible between the broken robes. It was none other than Sword Lord.  !

    After a series of heavy blows, the sword master was seriously injured by three points, but the boy who was knocked upside down suddenly shouted loudly, retreated, changed direction out of thin air, and threw himself into the water mist that had not yet dissipated.  !

    The strange aura suddenly spread. Just after Jiangling Sanjue's Jueqing Shou and Jue Ming Shou's right arm bones were shattered, the Sword Lord was knocked away. Before everyone had a chance to pursue them, they already felt the Sword Lord's hand rushing forward again.  The fierce power carried by the heavy sword!

    What¡¯s even more frightening is that as first-level masters, everyone has a clear mind and can often clearly grasp everything in battle and find the enemy¡¯s weaknesses.  But at this moment, everyone's Qi perception seemed to be covered with a hazy blood color, and the world was blurred!  This is simply worse than destroying their eyes!

    "Sword. Cry blood!"

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together and can only keep their minds tight to protect the vital points of the body, and use their body skills to the extreme to ensure that they are not the target of attack!

    The combined attack of the same enemy ended in nothing after one move!

    "Cang!" Red-faced Yama's body trembled violently like an electric shock. Although the incoming heavy blow was blocked by the short stick in his hand, the heavy impact force and the violent sword energy that entered his body caused the red-faced man to fall back in the blink of an eye.  Three steps to stagnant breathing!

    Seeing that the red-faced Yama was severely injured, the heavy sword in the sword master's hand was as heavy as a sword, as if he would not stop until the opponent was cut into pieces!

    With six swords in a row, all the vitality of the red-faced Yama was cut off. The sword master suddenly turned around and chased the old man Diaojiang who was about to run away!  The Demonic Sword Wind Mark swordsmanship has the highest speed, and this set of Demonic Swords that focus on strength is no exception.  Unlike the Wind Mark sword technique, which blows past the face like a gentle breeze, the Demonic Sword is like the most violent giant wave in the world, the most fierce tiger, sweeping past with a wild roar and violence that crushes everything!

    Hearing the whistling behind him, Old Man Diaojiang already knew that the pursuers behind him were coming. He sighed, shook the fishing rod in his hand, and the hook shot straight into the eyes of the sword master like an arrow. Unexpectedly, the young man held the sword with both hands and poured ten layers of zhenqi into it and slashed suddenly.  On top of the hook!

    The old man Diaojiang, who failed to defend himself against the enemy, finally paid a heavy price for his cleverness. His violent energy rushed straight into his intestines along the fishing rod. The old man staggered and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

    Looking at the old Diaojiang who was sitting up on the ground, the sword master, who was also shocked by the blow just now, let the rain wash away the blood from his mouth, and slowly stepped forward with his heavy sword in his hand.

    Jiangling's three unique skills and Huo Qingqiao are nothing to worry about.  At this time, Huo Qingqiao, who was already desperate and destined to die, was alreadyHe rushed towards the foundry room frantically, trying to kill him, but was blocked by Zhenzhen who also took action with anger.  And Jiangling's three masters had already disabled two of them, and the combined attack technique that the three relied on was gone, and the three people with enemies all over the place could not escape for their lives.

    "Ahem I'm really late for the night!" Turning to look at the approaching Sword Lord, Old Man Diaojiang knew that he had no interest in anything anymore, so he couldn't help but smile miserably, feeling full of loneliness and desolation.

    Looking at the rickety old man who turned to look at him, the young man had no expression on his face and no mercy in his heart. Suddenly, the young man held the heavy sword behind his back and thrust it down suddenly!

    While the blood arrows were spraying, Old Man Diaojiang looked at the huge sword tip coming out of his chest, with a look of disbelief on his face. In his hand, a lint-hair needle shining with a faint blue light fell into the rain!

    "Coughplease!" He slowly pulled out the heavy sword, and felt a stinging pain in the injured internal organs in his chest. The strong feeling brought a strange pleasure. The young man shouted, turned around, picked up the sword, and headed towards the sword-making room.  At this time, Zhenzhen has reached her limit and is completely trying to support herself.

    Hearing Sword Lord shouting, Huo Qingqiao suddenly stopped and turned to look at the young man who was speeding towards him, his face filled with resentment.  He really didn't understand that there were countless evildoers in the world, and his southern Sichuan gambling house had never been disrespectful to the Song clan, and it had nothing to do with his enigmatic history.  Why did the young man in front of him insist on finding his son?  !

    "Why?!" The hoarse voice was spiteful and sad.

    But it is a pity that he is facing the Demonic Sword.  If it were possessed by another three points at this time, Sword Lord might answer his question.  But at this time, the sword master in black was possessed, and under the influence of the demonic energy of the Demonic Sword, what answered him was the heavy sword that seemed to carry overwhelming power with every blow!

    Seeing that the opponent was slashing with his sword without any hesitation, Huo Qingqiao's eyes flashed with sternness. Instead of fighting, he suddenly turned around, and the Burmese knife in his hand spread a bright light, towards Zhenzhen and Zhenzhen, who were exhausted from fighting.  Song Yuhua, unable to move, shrouded behind her!

    Huo Qingqiao's cruelty caused a trace of black energy to flash in the eyes of the sword master. The heavy sword in his hand suddenly roared, and a dark sword light swirled like an oolong, swallowing Qinghui and Huo Qingqiao in the blink of an eye!

    Huo Qingqiao's broken body fell to the ground. Although she was used to killing, Zhenzhen, who had never been so close to death, could no longer hold the heretic sword in her hand. She sat softly next to Song Yuhua, but the sword master suddenly  Swinging out a sword energy, a pair of dark, emotionless eyes stared fixedly at the side of the warehouse: "Who is that person!"

    "As expected of the famous Sword Master, you can still notice me even though you are so far away." A figure flashed out from behind the wall, but it was a young man in his thirties with a humble attitude.

    "Who?!" Ignoring the other party's compliment, the sword master slowly gathered strength in his sword-holding hand, and there was almost a black mist in his eyes.

    "I'm Ximen Junyi. I just met three bereaved dogs and brought them to you." Feeling the ruthless murderous intent, Ximen Junyi's expression tightened.  Having watched the whole process from the sidelines, he had already realized that the young man in front of him was completely different from the information. He did not dare to talk nonsense and immediately threw the package in his hand.

    The package landed, and what rolled out was the head of Jiangling Sanjue Shou who had just escaped!

    "Jianghuai Army?" Hearing that Ximen Junyi announced his family status, Jianjun did not relax at all, but frowned, "What else is there?"

    "Young master, I see clearly that I am the general of the Jianghuai Army. This time I heard that your master is in Liyang and our army is about to attack the city. I am afraid that I will have a misunderstanding with you, so Jun Yi came to meet you for a while, but I don't want to meet such a person.  Really" Ximen Junyi couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard the young man's question.  I think there shouldn't be any problem if General Ximen comes to inform him.  But who would have known that General Ximen would be in such bad luck that he would encounter something like this.  Especially when the temperament and martial arts of the young man in front of him turned out to be completely different from the intelligence, half of his confidence was instantly gone.  Speaking of it at this time, it was even more depressing.

    "Whether you want to attack the city or not is up to you. After what happened today, Liyang will no longer be the place where I live for a long time! Please!" After hearing what the other party said, the sword master was not surprised and replied calmly, turning around.  Go inside.  Outside Ximen Junyi, it wasn't until Jianjun's figure disappeared into the room that a look of understanding appeared on his face.

    "If you think about today's battle, although this person will show great power, he will also be severely injured. And his whereabouts will be exposed, so he will naturally move away as soon as possible!" Ximen Junyi understood the truth in the blink of an eye, but the horror in his heart became more and more intense.  Add weight.  This truth is very simple for Ximen Junyi to explain, but when this young man stood in front of him, the other party clearly did not release the slightest murderous intention or pressure, but it also made him almost unable to think. At this age,  This realm is truly terrifying!

    Forced to suppress the fear in his heart, Ximen Junyi instantly disappeared into the rain.  AlthoughThe Liyang defenders were not elite in his eyes, but he was never willing to try the feeling of being chased by a large army.

    But at this time, the sword master who had been supporting himself finally dissipated, suddenly vomited blood and collapsed to the ground, never wanting to move again!
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report