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Chapter 291 The Uncontrolled Killing Fate of the Great Sun Sword Cultivator

360 aerial fighter jets roared past, leaving white marks in the sky, and finally stopped over a wide and boundless lake.

"is it here?"

Jin Lingfeng asked.

The cold sword intent swept across.

At the bottom of the lake hundreds of meters deep, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows had an extremely pale face with no trace of blood. The skin on the exposed half of his shoulders was as red and tender as a newborn's. It was glued to his normal body and looked strangely oozing.

"That man, here we come!"

Master Shen Shi's body trembled, despair emerged in his heart.

shhhhhh!
A blue flying sword, followed by 360 Hunter missiles, arrived as expected. The rolling water failed to cause any hindrance to them.

"Magic door!"

Master Shen Shi was so frightened that he bit the tip of his tongue. The last drop of essence and blood turned into a huge mana and poured into the water drop magic weapon in front of him, making it as big as a mountain. Without flinching, it crashed into the missile group.

Boom!

In the explosion of flames and third-level spells, the mountain-sized water drop magic weapon shattered and splashed in all directions, leaving only a dim water drop falling.

Keng!
A blue flying sword suddenly disappeared and reappeared, piercing each water arrow and water jet spell.

"You are actually in the middle stage of foundation building..."

Master Shen Shi's eyes widened, and he finally confirmed the nature of this flying sword as a top-quality magical weapon, and his Taoist heart was strongly shocked.

But he couldn't do anything and watched helplessly as the flying sword came to kill him.

call out!
The flying sword passed through his head, leaving a big hole in which the sword energy was so dense that it shattered all life, even the golden elixir and the soul were no exception.

The light in Master Shen Shi's eyes dimmed, his head tilted, and his body fell softly to the bottom of the lake full of mud.

Feijian rolled up his body and the dim water droplet magic weapon, and flew into the group of air and sky fighters. With a flash of inspiration, he was received into the legion's public trophy space.

"Master Shen Shi confirmed his death."

Jin Lingfeng said: "Next, summon the Jindan monks from the surrounding Taoist sects, send out disciples to eliminate the remnants of the demonic monks, restore the people's livelihood in Shenshui Kingdom, sort out the place, and don't leave anything for the new Taoist sects. Hidden danger."

"Yes!"

……

Over the next few years,

Jiang Ding and others fell into a busy state, with air and space fighter groups flying around in the small area of ​​​​Canghai to calm down the unrest that had appeared one after another in the past few years.

It was not all instigated by the Xuanwu Tiangong monks.

There are loopholes in governance in many places. It is impossible to spread out formation spirits and send troops to guard every place. That would be too wasteful.

Therefore, demon cultivators appear from time to time.

Or maybe a big demon breaks through the golden elixir and sets off huge waves hundreds of meters high, flooding thousands of kilometers of rivers and tens of millions of people affected.

The surrounding Jindan Dao soldiers could not be pacified, and they caused trouble for several years. They even established a demon kingdom, enfeoffed the generals, and raised humans and animals for food.

Or, there is an incense and obscenity temple, which is spread secretly, causing great harm, and the source cannot be found. It affects the mining of many minerals and the cultivation of elixirs in the Immortal Sect, and needs to be investigated and so on.

In short, I have been busy for three years, dealing with various things, sorting out many places in Canghai Xiaojie, and gradually becoming familiar with various things in the small world, and I no longer look like an ignorant student in school.

last day.

360 aerospace fighters once again appeared on the Canghai Steel Floating Island, flew to the airport teleportation array, and parked neatly.

All around, various mineral materials, elixirs and other supplies were piled up. From time to time, warships and fighter planes flew by, landed, and were also ready to be transferred.

“I feel like I’ve seen more people and things in the past three years than in the previous decades.”

Many students sighed.

I took advantage of this last period of time to take photos, organize souvenirs, and give gifts to my family. The atmosphere was lively and we had a lot of fun chatting.

Jiang Ding found a remote location and sat down cross-legged. His eyes were full of thoughts and he did not participate in everyone's discussion.

"Jiang Ding, what's wrong with you?" Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan noticed his state at the same time.

Although he usually talks very little, in the past three years, he can't speak less. I have never heard him say anything other than combat instructions, as if he has been put under a great silence spell.

"that,"

Jiang Ding once again looked inside his soul. He was still as calm as the sea. He hesitated for a moment and asked: "Have you ever felt that I have become a lot more manic recently? I am the kind of person who really wants to fight to the death. The enemy will never stop. The kind that makes you more excited?"

"Manic, no."

An Siyan was stunned and adjusted his black-rimmed glasses: "As for the one in the back, haven't you always been like this? From the first time I saw you in the college entrance examination, I was chopped into pieces by your sword. It hurt like hell."

"It's different. I'm sure I can beat you then. There's no danger."

Jiang Ding frowned.

An Siyan's face darkened and he stopped talking.

"I understand."

Jin Lingfeng suddenly realized.

"What you mean is that you are uncontrollably eager to fight with enemies stronger than yourself. No matter how dangerous it is, you just have to fight and kill. No matter whether you or others survive in the end, as long as you get the simple battle can."

"Wait, you just want to fight?!"

Jin Lingfeng's expression changed, and he vaguely felt that he looked very familiar. He had never heard of it before, so he searched and recalled it carefully in his mind.

"Da Ri Sword Pavilion!!!"

The two women looked at each other and said in unison.

Dairi Sword Pavilion is a fanatical kendo sect that lives by the sword and dies by the sword. There is nothing else in mind except the sword.

He often provokes battles with other immortal sects without any benefit, just a simple desire to fight, and causes a large number of killings irregularly on various battlefields, which is hated by the eight immortal sects.

In the end, he made enemies from all directions, died directly from the Immortal Sect, and indirectly died from the various secret hands of the Eight Immortal Sects.

"There is indeed something wrong with your current state!"

Jin Lingfeng put away his thoughts of joking and said with great seriousness: "Da Ri Sword Pavilion, almost every advanced swordsman has this tendency. It can even be said to be a mental illness. The more talented the swordsman is, the more so."

"This must not be a coincidence."

"The exercises, their exercises, or other things are influencing the practitioners to do this."

"You must find True Lord Dinghai immediately after returning to school!"

"understood."

Jiang Ding caressed the blue and gold body of the Taiqing Flying Sword, not knowing what he was thinking.

Boom!

A few days later, in the overwhelming torrent of spiritual energy, the super teleportation array patterns lit up one by one, and the space was hazy and changed violently.

Finally, nothing disappeared.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes again.

As far as the eye can see, the branches and leaves of the huge sacred tree covering the sky, which breaks through the atmosphere and penetrates into the starry sky, come into view. The surrounding forest is dense and full of vitality, absorbing the starlight and radiation of the universe and turning it into a massive amount of spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The middle layer is wrapped in a low temperature of tens of degrees below zero, and the external shield is strengthened.

Xianmen!

Returned to my hometown again.

Jiang Ding'an, over the past few years, the violent murderous intention accumulated in his heart has calmed down a bit.

Immediately, it settled into the deepest part of my heart.

An idea came to mind uncontrollably.

Five Elements Taoist, An Tuzi, three years have passed, he should have established his foundation, right?

(End of this chapter)