Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 1888. Chapter 1888 Blade of Doom

The birth of the Tyrant Sword drew conflicts among the heroes and gave Xiao Chen an excellent opportunity to rest.

Don’t worry about other things, and heal your wounds wholeheartedly, so as not to leave behind the dark diseases that you can’t get rid of.

The experience in the Kunlun Realm at the beginning is still fresh in Xiao Chen’s memory. Now that he has come to this great world, he must pay attention and not make the mistakes he made before.

“Uncle Master.”

“Brother Hua.”

The two were chatting, and the core disciples and true disciples of Ziyan Sect all rushed over.

A group of people who were originally anxious found that they were all okay, and they were relieved a lot.

“Shenxiaomen, these people are really too much. This must be reported. They actually took advantage of the danger and hijacked Senior Brother Hua.”

After learning about Hua Yunfeng’s experience, many true disciples were indignant and furious.

At the beginning of the Emperor Leifeng at the Shenxiaomen, but it was agreed that they would form an alliance together against Tiandang Mountain and Putuo Mountain.

It is disgusting to use such a despicable means for a Dao soldier.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly: “Of course we must take revenge, but not now. Now is actually the best opportunity to find a chance. The disciples of other factions are fighting for the Taoist soldiers, but it is an opportunity for us.”

Ling Yu said puzzledly: “Uncle Shi, why are you not in a hurry? The most important thing now is to help you get the Dao soldiers back!”

A top-notch Taoist soldier is the greatest opportunity, and the entire sect disciple will follow.

In the monster battlefield, there is no greater chance than this, otherwise the disciples of all factions, how could they be like now. Everyone seems to be crazy, fighting to death and life, and fighting hard.

Even if I didn’t want to fight, I ran to join in the excitement, wanting to fish in troubled waters.

Hua Yunfeng smiled mysteriously: “You don’t have to worry about this. Xiao Chen has his own way. After my strength recovers, I will take everyone to sweep out places of adventure.”

Others were vying to and fro, but couldn’t pull out the scabbard. This Xiao Chen Ba sword that had already acknowledged Xiao Chen’s master.

He has been branded, and sooner or later he will return to Xiao Chen’s hands, so there is no need to worry at all.

Many disciples were skeptical, but such an arrangement was considered satisfactory. With Hua Yunfeng’s leadership, looking for opportunities, there will be big gains at this moment.

Half an hour later, with the help of the elixir, Hua Yunfeng’s injury quickly recovered.

Lead the true biography of Ziyan Sect and core disciples, bid farewell to Xiao Chen and leave the valley.

Although his injury was terrible, the cultivation base was there, and it was not as terrifying as Xiao Chen’s injury.

With the help of elixir, he recovered quickly.

With the help of the Bloody Dragon Emperor, Xiao Chen continued to understand the scars of the Tao left by the Taoist soldiers in his body.

On the other side, the battle for Dao soldiers was completely in chaos and white-hot.

Meng Qi and Na Zhende originally wanted to join forces to suppress them, but unfortunately they were not strong enough. The two teamed up, but they still couldn’t reach the level of shocking the scene, and in the end they also fought.

How can the verbal covenant last forever if they are selfish.

“Damn it, what a heavy knife.”

“It can’t be pulled out at all!”

“Haha, I got it, it’s mine.”

In the chaotic crowd, the Domineering Sword kept changing hands, but no one was able to pull it out successfully. On the contrary, he brought himself an unprovoked disaster and was besieged.

Just when it seemed that there would never be a winner, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

An overbearing and heart-trembling breath continued to come from afar, accompanied by thunderstorms, causing dark clouds in the sky and continuous thunder.

“Where is the disciple of the gods!”

With a burst of shouts, Shenxiaomen Shangguan Lei finally rushed over from the forbidden ground.

A flash of lightning fell in the air, and Shangguan Lei was bathed in thunder and lightning, like a god of war, high above him, staring coldly at the disciples below.

“It’s Shangguan Lei, Shangguan Lei has appeared!”

The shadow of the famous tree of the person, Shangguan Lei opened his mouth, and suddenly aroused an exclamation in the chaotic crowd.

The disciples of the Shenxiaomen rushed to echo, responding to Shangguan Lei’s question, their faces were full of excitement.

“Senior Brother Shangguan, it’s finally figured out that this overlord sword will definitely belong to my God’s Xiaomen.”

As soon as Shangguan Lei landed, he was surrounded by the disciples of Shenxiaomen, and he strengthened his momentum.

“Brother!”

Many disciples greeted Shangguan Lei respectfully, feeling the aura of the Great Yuan Pill peak, and everyone around them was under tremendous pressure.

Shangguan Lei’s eyes swept away, and the invisible pressure spread out, forcibly causing the more than 2,000 disciples of various factions present to be quiet.

No one dared to look at him, even Xuanguang Temple Zhende and Confucian Academy Mengqi, who had previously fought hardest, avoided each other’s sight.

Not daring to fight with him, I was astonished.

“Horrible, the Great Yuan Pill is at its peak!”

“This cultivation base alone is enough to be proud of the audience. How exactly did you cultivate?”

After the Great Yuan Pill, the progress of cultivation will be extremely slow, and it will be able to reach the peak of the Great Yuan Pill. In the entire grave sea group area, you can be regarded as a master, you need to know that some third-rank sects from the outside world are just this cultivation base.

And Shangguan Lei’s potential obviously doesn’t stop there. He is still so young, and in his lifetime, he will inevitably step into the realm of the sea of clouds.

Achieve Xingjun, even higher!

Zhen De murmured to himself, now that Shangguan Lei’s aura seemed to be farther away than Senior Brother, it was even more terrifying. What has happened to the other party these days? The progress is so terrible.

In Meng Qi’s heart, comparing Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming, he felt that the originally equal situation seemed to be broken.

Shangguan Lei was very satisfied with the performance of the people on the scene. His sight has not left. At this moment, a disciple holding a tyrant sword.

It was Dongxuan Mountain, the chief true biography of a third-rank sect. Under Shangguan Lei’s eyes, he was under great pressure, and sweat was constantly oozing out on his forehead.

The person Shangguan Lei recognized, looked directly at the other person, and suddenly shouted: “Does Ma Tianliang want to die? Don’t hand over the Dao Bing to me!”

The sound was like thunder, shaking people’s hearts, straight into the soul of this horse. In the sea of consciousness, it felt like a thunderstorm appeared abruptly.

Make him feel agitated, shivering with fright, the domineering sword in his hand flew out uncontrollably.

Wow!

The crowd dispersed, and no one dared to approach the Dao soldiers, lest they would be caught by Shangguan Lei, and they scattered one after another, leaving a large empty place where the Dao soldiers were.

Just now people were vying for something that no one cares about at this moment, so they can only look at it unwillingly.

“It turns out to be an overlord sword, just like you bear, it’s also worthy of mastering this sword.”

Shangguan Lei saw the ancient characters on the scabbard clearly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, which made Ma Tianliang feel ashamed.

“Only I, Shangguan Lei, deserve to have this knife!”

A domineering character, a deep heart, Shangguan Lei’s face is cold, and his strong self-confidence radiates along with Thunder’s domineering aura.

No one dared to stop him, and he would automatically separate a path for him.

“That’s not necessarily!”

A cool voice suddenly sounded, and Wang Yueming held a folding fan, fell down gracefully, and finally rushed over from Wanhuayuan.

“It’s Brother Wang, Brother Wang is finally here!”

The people in the Confucian Academy were immediately excited, and there was a hint of joy on the faces of the others, and one person finally came out to extinguish the limelight of Shangguan Lei.

“Wang Yueming, do you dare to fight with me?”

Shangguan Lei’s eyes were full of murderous intent, and he looked at Wang Yueming who was falling in the sky and snorted coldly.

Wang Yueming opened the fan and smiled indifferently: “Others are afraid of you Shangguan Lei. Will Wang Yueming be afraid of you?”

Shangguan Lei’s eyes flashed and he suddenly discovered that Wang Yueming had actually reached the realm of the Great Yuan Pill peak.

The momentum is no longer as aggressive as before, and he said in a deep voice: “This sword fits perfectly with my way. It is born for me, Wang Yueming, what use is it for you to go.”

Wang Yueming said neither salty nor indifferent: “You don’t need to worry about this, I have my own reasons to do it.”

“Interesting, I really thought that by relying on some natural treasures to be promoted to the top of the Great Yuan Pill, I would be able to compete with me, take me!”

There was an extra knife in his hand, and Shangguan Lei leaped into the air, and the light of the knife came out.

I saw the light of the knife dazzling, and the sky for a long time was shining brightly like the day, and it was fleeting.

“The purple gas is coming from the east!”

The folding fan in Wang Yueming’s hand was violently closed, and the aura of her body turned into the rising sun, and a stream of pure purple aura descended.

With one’s own true essence and awe-inspiring aura, he insisted on this sword.

Click!

A crack appeared in the folding fan, and Wang Yueming stepped back three steps, only feeling his arms numb, and his face changed drastically.

“How is it possible that my cultivation base is the same as him, why is there so much difference in strength?”

Shangguan Lei grinned and sneered. His cultivation base was piled up in the blood of the monster’s corpse mountain. How can Wang Yueming be promoted by foreign objects, how can he compare with himself.

“Eternal loyalty, tomorrow, the sun and the moon, write the Spring and Autumn Period with righteousness!”

With one move that put herself at a disadvantage, Wang Yueming hurriedly sacrificed the two poems left by Master in the folding fan.

Seeing the cracks of the folding fan healed, and a majestic aura overflowed, Wang Yueming’s cultivation base skyrocketed again, exploding with an aura comparable to Xingjun.

Fighting again with Shangguan Lei, the opponent who was pressing hard rushed back.

Shangguan Lei spun to the ground in the air, and the ground trembled suddenly. He looked at Wang Yueming and said solemnly: “No wonder you have the confidence to fight with me, but I see how long your broken fan can help you.”

In the face of Wang Yueming, whose momentum has risen to Xingjun, Shangguan Lei is not afraid at all.

Whoosh whoosh!

When the two confronted each other, a figure suddenly rushed out, stepping on the lotus flower, like a phantom, holding the Tyrant Sabre in the hands of Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming’s eyelids.

“Battle?”

It is the first person in the Three Great Caves, Xuanguang Temple is really far away, his face is dignified with his tyrant sword in his hand.

“This sword is an unknown thing. Although the masters of each generation dominate the world, they will eventually die by their own swords. In addition to the overlord sword, there is another name, Blade of Doom. This sword needs to be handed over to Buddhism. custody.”

Zhen Yuan held the Tyrant Sword and looked at Wang Yueming and Shangguan Lei Dao.

Shangguan Lei sneered and said, “Do you think I will believe what you said? Smelly monk, stop talking nonsense and hand over the knife.”

In the clouds, a raised eye pupil quietly flew away.

Xiao Chen in the valley opened his eyebrows and brought the God Eye of Dongtian into his eyebrows. A look of doubt appeared in his eyes: “Big sword? Blade of doom?”