Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1329 Don't Kill Him Without My Permission

The Xingchenzhou played a role in dealing with the powerful Tianbao Pavilion last time. Zhou Bodong knew that Chen Mo was in danger in Longyang City, so he brought many powerful people from Luofeng Town to the rescue.

Looking up into the distance, I saw black clouds pressing down on the top, as if soldiers were approaching the city, and the entire hundred miles were monks from Luofeng Town, most of them were Nascent Soul monks.

But no one dared to underestimate this power.

After all, both Chen Mo and Zhou Bodong have proved that Nascent Soul cultivators are not to be underestimated, and they can challenge by leapfrogging. Even if Mo Yan is unparalleled in strength, seeing so many monks is a little horrified.

"What a boy with leadership ability. In time, he may become a peerless powerhouse, but if he falls into my hands, he will definitely die." When Mo Yan said this, his killing intent towards Chen Mo was very strong. There was a murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhou Bodong looked at the master of Jianshan sect, and shouted wildly: "Master Jianshan, as the leader of the human race, you actually chose to join the demon clan. This is really chilling. I am here today to experience how terrifying your strength is. "

Said, Zhou Bodong was ready to fight against the master of Jianshan sect, Zhou Bodong didn't have any confidence, but he knew that he had to attack the master of Jianshan sect with his life.

Otherwise, Yan Qingcheng will fall.

The master of Jianshan sect flashed his eyes and stared at Zhou Bodong, with a disdainful smile across his eyes, "Zhou Bodong, you thought you were Chen Mo, and I only saw cowardice in you. You want to deal with me, so come back and practice for 300 years before you can do it." There's a glimmer of chance."

"Three years!" Zhou Bodong's eyes darkened, and he said dumbly: "Why three years, I will kill you today, Dharma King, give me the power of law to kill the master of Jianshan Sect."

As Zhou Bodong fell with a sound, the sky and the earth were filled with wind and clouds, and the scene of Vientiane Xintian was majestic. In the next second, a terrifying thunder force appeared in the sky, which seemed to be able to shatter the space. fear.

The master of Jianshan sect moved his heart, stepped forward with both legs, and walked around with the sword in his hand, a sword light emerged, rippling in silence, rushing in all directions wantonly, the power of thunder fell wildly, collided with the sword energy, and the wind and thunder between the electric light and flint rolling.

"kill."

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhou Bodong charged at the master of Jianshan sect with a spear in his hand. The master of Jianshan sect gave a disdainful smile and made a backhand with a sword. This sword collided with the long sword accurately.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Bodong felt that his chest was about to shatter, and the serious Jianshan Sect Master was not something he could deal with, so Zhou Bodong's body retreated like a stream.

"The guy who doesn't know how to live or die dares to attack me, he really wants to die." Looking at Zhou Bodong who fell on the ground, the master of Jianshan sect put away the sword in his hand, with an exasperated look on his face.

Just now, Zhou Bodong's sudden appearance almost injured the master of Jianshan sect.

This sign made the master of Jianshan sect lose face, that's why he made such a powerful move. He directly wounded Zhou Bodong with one move. Looking at Yan Qingcheng, the master of Jianshan sect sneered.

"I failed to kill you just now, not because of my lack of strength, but because of your luck."

"This time, I will kill you."

As he said that, the master of Jianshan Gate walked towards Yan Qingcheng step by step, and the sword in his hand burst into brilliance in vain.

Looking at this scene, Yan Qingcheng knew that no one would save him, because the monks brought by Zhou Bodong were all in the Nascent Soul Realm, and although they had the Star Boat, they were powerless.

Moreover, Zhou Bodong had already been injured, and although the Dharma King who followed was not injured, they had no intention of making a move against the Sword Mountain Sect Master at this time, because they knew that they could not defeat the Sword Mountain Sect Master, and would die in the hands of the Sword Mountain Sect Master instead. .

Therefore, Yan Qingcheng smiled bitterly, closed her eyes, and waited silently for death.

Clang!
The sword in the master's hand of Jianshan Sect directly locked onto Yan Qingcheng, and at the moment when the spiritual force was activated, the blade of the sword suddenly burst into brilliance and crushed towards Yan Qingcheng.

In the next second, the master of Jianshan sect stabbed out with a sword. At this time, no one thought that someone would save Yan Qingcheng. After all, Zhou Bodong didn't have many people, and Luofeng Town didn't have so many strong people.

But at this moment, the space revealed an icy breath, and it instantly turned into a series of ice walls.

Originally, the master of Jianshan Sect was about to kill Yan Qingcheng, but because of the moment when the ice appeared, the entire space was filled with an extremely cold atmosphere, and the speed of the long sword's stabbing slowed down. The master of Jianshan sect felt strenuous,

He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I don't believe it, I can't kill you."

He failed to kill Yan Qingcheng three times and four times, and the master of Jianshan sect felt what a shame it was.

You know, Mo Yan kept watching.

If he can't kill Yan Qingcheng, he will be branded a waste.

However, just as the master of Jianshan sect was about to kill Yan Qingcheng, a figure suddenly appeared from the space. The opponent was holding a blue long sword, and his whole body was icy cold.

"Mu Fengyang, you are finally here." Zhou Bodong looked happy, and the person who appeared was Mu Fengyang.

After a period of practice, Mu Fengyang's strength has increased a lot, and he has reached the stage of the late Nascent Soul. He is holding a stone sword in his hand, and his whole body is very scary, and the cold light is surging.

"Without my permission, don't kill her." As Mu Fengyang said, the Punishi sword suddenly stabbed out.

The master of Jianshan Sect also stabbed a sword, and said coldly: "Boy, you won't tell me that you are a monk in Luofeng Town?"

Mu Fengyang didn't answer, but his silent face proved everything, which made the head of Jianshan Sect full of disbelief, when will there be so many geniuses in Luofeng Town.

These people control terrifying weapons. Although their cultivation base is low, their bursting strength is too terrifying. Even the master of Jianshan sect is struggling to face Mu Fengyang.

But that's all.

No matter how you say it, the master of Jianshan sect is also a strong man who transforms gods, and he is more than enough to deal with Mu Fengyang.

clang!
When the two swords intersected, Mu Fengyang's face changed suddenly, as if his sword collided with an extremely hard stone, and the rebound force was extremely terrifying, directly making Mu Fengyang's legs back half a step, which made Mu Fengyang Fengyang is on the verge of dying at any time.

The master of Jianshan sect leaned forward, and said jokingly, "Don't let go yet? Are you afraid that your arm will be scrapped? And my purpose is very simple, she will definitely die, and no one can stop me."

The appearance of Mu Fengyang made the master of Jianshan sect unable to kill Yan Qingcheng again, which made him very mad. Facing Mu Fengyang, the master of Jianshan sect had a murderous intent on his face.

puff!
Mu Fengyang suddenly opened his mouth to vomit blood, his face was pale, and he was about to shake his head weakly like a gossamer, but he was extremely persistent and refused to let go of the sword in his hand.

The long sword seemed to sense Mu Fengyang's will, releasing a steady stream of chill.

The master of Jianshan Sect's face was ashen, and he slapped the hilt of the sword with his extra palm, and a terrifying wave of air swept towards Mu Fengyang with the force of the impact.

boom!
Mu Fengyang's body couldn't hold on, he flew up with the sword, his body twisted a few arcs, and then fell hard to the ground, dying, his life hanging by a thread.

"You deserve your own death." The master of Jianshan sect repelled Mu Fengyang, and his expression turned slightly better.

But for a long time he had some lingering fears, this Mu Fengyang's willpower was so terrifying.

Give him a little more time, maybe he won't become a big man like Chen Mo.

(End of this chapter)