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Chapter 81 On Sword Weizheng
Xuanhen Jianzong, slashing Yintai, and Xuanshi fought to death.

Xuan Hen drew out the sword lightly, the sword was full of blood, and the blade frightened the life, and the life was in a panic.A chilling air and bloody smell permeated from Xuanshi's death ring, washing away the picturesque and tranquil scene of the previous fairy light.

Jiang Shumo was dressed in moon white clothes, not stained with blood, spotless, still standing quietly on top of the Xuanshi death ring.

The blood was so wet that his clothes were wet, and the sky gradually slanted. Looking at the distant mountains of Yuntai, the chaotic peaks and green mountains, Jiang Moshu said,
"happy!"

Bone Slash Xuan, one sword at a time.

A total of seven Taoists from the nine sword halls of the Xuanhen Sword Sect came out with their swords, and each of the Xu family's three bloodline sword masters rushed to the death ring, and all of them were chopped down on the black stone death ring.

The corpse was picked up by Jiang Shumo and gently laid flat on the side of the ring.

The expression on the head of the corpse when it was about to die was either terrified or unaware, the remaining Daozi of Xuanshi's death beating saw them, but they all remained silent.

For some reason, the children of the Lan family never came to the death beating, they only fought fiercely in the life beating and other peaks, it was indistinguishable.

There were three remaining Xu family swordsmen, they looked at each other, they all saw fear and timidity in each other's eyes, and they didn't dare to go on stage to fight with their lives.

All three of them sighed and walked towards the raw stone pavement.

There were only four Taoists of Xuanhen Sword Sect standing silently.

One of them said to Yu Huaiyuan, "Junior Brother Yu, this man is very good at swordsmanship. Compared with the three of us, it's just like nothing, so don't do it."

Yu Huaiyuan was silent for a while, then turned to the other three and said,
"I have the blood debt of seventeen senior brothers hanging on me. I must go to Ji Cuiyu to die together, but it is not easy to go up and fight this Jiang Moshu with a sword. The three senior brothers should not think that I am afraid of death."

Wu Ying nodded, and said slowly: "Everyone has a reason to use the sword, if there is, life and death are just a matter of leisure.

Since the above person is not the reason for you to draw the sword, there is no harm in hiding the sword. "

Yu Huaiyuan lowered his head and stopped talking. He just took a few steps back, unsheathed his spirit sword, and made a sword salute by slashing upwards and downwards towards the three of them.

Wu Ying looked at Jiang Moshu who was standing indifferently on the ring, and said coldly:

"But I have a reason to use the sword. My Xuanhen Sword Sect asks and asks with the sword. Let me ask this person, what is the way of the sword?!"

After all, the sword intent stood up, and in an instant, the strong wind raged on the stage, and all the green plants and trees around fell down, which was impressively also the sword intent.

……

"You are very good at ordering Tanzong, this Jiang Moshu is a bit interesting."

The Demon King Yunyan drank the spiritual wine in the bowl in front of him, laughed, and pointed at the Mingtan Sect Master Fu Yuchu and said,

"There is also Ji Cuiyu in the Ni family, although he beheaded my demon prince brother, he is considered upright.

There is revenge for revenge, but I think your family is quite pleasing to the eye, so I`ll do it. "

Seeing that Fu Yuchu didn't want to talk to him, Yunyan Demon King didn't care, and drank another bowl by himself, shouting happily.

But Jia Yunzhen's eyes flashed brightly, and he bowed to the old monk Yuebai, "I wonder who the master thinks will win this battle?"

Monk Yuebai was silent for a few breaths, and now he was really afraid of Jiayun, but in front of the Immortal Venerable and many Jindan demon kings, he couldn't weaken the magnanimity of Dingyuan Temple, and used the secret method to sense it at the Lingtai. Then he said slowly,
"The Daoist of the Xuanhen Sword Sect has already half-stepped on the threshold of Jindan, and his sword intent is even stronger. I think this person will win."

Jia Yunzhen laughed, and bowed his hands to the position of the Immortal Venerable and all the golden elixir, "With all the powerful witnesses, how about I bet with the master, I choose Jiang Moshu of the Tanzong, and I will bet on life and death in this battle."

In front of so many great powers, Jia Yun really seemed to be taking a walk in the garden, not panicking at all, but said leisurely,
"If I lose, I will immediately follow Master to Dingyuan Temple to become a monk. It happens that my brother Huahong is also in the temple, so it won't be boring."

Monk Yuebai's eyes were full of purple light, but he still looked at the opposite side quietly.

Jia Yun was really at ease, and continued to say without changing his expression, "If Jiang Moshu, who lives in the Tanzong, wins, the four masters will stay after I set off a vast sea of ​​​​killing robbery, and help each sect of the human race as much as you want. The region is fine, and it’s fine to help the monster clan persuade them to surrender, it’s all fine!”

"How brave! You don't have the right to speak here, and you dare to speak nonsense in front of the immortals." The Wanyu Demon King shouted angrily, and quickly pulled Jia Yunzhen to plead guilty to the two immortals.

Jia Yun is really obedient and obedient.

"Hahaha", Dumi Xianzun laughed loudly, with joy in his heart, he said with emotion, "You kid is really interesting, you are not even a sky demon, you dare to plot against the monk of Dingyuan Temple."

Immortal Du Mi looked at the old monk Yuebai, and chuckled, "Since the little monster mentioned it, little monk, do you want to take it or not?"

The old monk Yuebai clasped his hands together and bowed, "The sword of the Xuanhen Sword Sect, my little monk, I have heard about it a long time ago in northern Xinjiang, so I will take this round."

After finishing speaking, he bowed solemnly to Yu Qifeng, the head teacher of Xuanhen, the purple light in his eyes almost overflowed his eyes, and said with a heavenly voice in his mouth,
"The Xuanhen Sword is not empty, and it will be the same in this battle!"

The Demon King Yunyan secretly sent a voice transmission to Jia Yunzhen, "Are you sure about betting so big?"

Jia Yunzhen smiled lightly, and toasted Fu Yuchu, the patriarch of Mingtan Sect, from afar.

"I'm betting on a human being. Although the grievances with Ming Tan Zongji are as deep as the sea, but this Jiang Moshu's moves are ruthless and ruthless, but he keeps people decent, which is quite my appetite.
Sovereign Fu, I wish your Daozi Jian luck and prosperity! "

……

On the death beat,

Walking up to a woman wearing a golden crown and cloud clothes, she is the half-step Jindan Wuying of Xuanhen Sword Sect. A spirit sword shaped like a green dragon is tied around her waist, and there is another spirit sword floating in the air behind her. behind.

The void trembled, and several hurricanes rose out of thin air, covering the sky and covering the earth, hunting and whistling, engulfing the whole world.

Jiang Moshu showed a solemn expression, not wanting the person opposite, but also following his sword intention.

Where the thought moved, one hundred and eight white bone jade swords appeared in the void, crystal clear and white, carved from jade and cut into ice, just like the clear light ice soul transformed into a fish and dragon, hanging coldly in the clear night sky.

Wu Ying smiled sweetly, the dragon sword at her waist fell into the slender and white jade hands, her eyes were like a crescent moon, but her aura was like the unpredictable wind, either soft, fierce, or sweeping across the Ten Thousand Mountains , or caress Iraqi face.

She smiled and said, "Every time I meet someone who has the right sword intent, I want to talk to them. If the way is right, I will get close to each other. If I hate each other, I will kill each other with my sword.

My swordsmanship is unrestrained, and the sword will be happy.

Before you die, can you tell me what your kendo is? "

Surrounded by bone swords, Jiang Moshu clasped his head and smiled lightly,
"The way of the sword? How about I think of one for you now?!"

Wu Ying was not annoyed, but the wind around her was getting stronger and stronger, "Why are you so stingy, Shunyi and sword intent are as transparent as each other, and when the battle of life and death is fought, it's not like you have to show off as if you took off your clothes."

Jiang Moshu laughed, not thinking that the other person was also a wonderful person, and then said,
"Have you ever heard the sound of Jianming? It's a clang! It sounds very nice, and I like it very much."

The bone sword soared into the sky like jade and a rainbow, and the faint sound of glass shattering was like ripples. In the sky, there were still [-] stars shining brilliantly.

"My way of the sword is the three sounds of the sword clanging and clanging,
earn!I came to this world to fight for my life.

fight!I come to practice and fight for the way forward.

Levy!I don't like it, there is no way to conquer.

This is my sword, will you try its sharpness? ! "

As soon as the voice fell, the sword light also fell.

(End of this chapter)