Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 920 Kill it
Zhang Qingyang raised his eyebrows below, thinking that the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect always used such strange magic weapons.

This crystal skull looks like glass, transparent as ice.

As soon as it was used, it circled around all the disciples, as if it had formed some kind of formation.

Maoshan Li Chenguang and seven or eight people seemed to have fallen into the mud, struggling desperately inside and screaming, "What the hell is this?"

"You really are a demon!"

"Let us go!"

At first they could still struggle with their hands and feet, but after a while they were completely trapped and unable to move.

There was a burst of mysterious light in front of my eyes, and time seemed to be reversed.

They obviously want to move forward, but they can't take a step.It's like taking a step and then going back.

Yes, this thing is the magic weapon of Yin De, a descendant of Maya.

Long Fei has comprehended [-]% of it, and once he uses it, he can manipulate the laws of time around him.

It can even swallow all the blood of a person on the crystal bone.

Normally, he would not use this magic weapon at all when dealing with disciples who were on the same level as him.

It's just that there are so many masters here today, and we can only use this magic weapon to deal with eight or nine mediocre disciples.

Long Fei stared at Li Chenguang and sneered, "Sanmao Zhenjun Sword? Is it very powerful?"

He waved his hand without moving.

Li Chenguang's sword seemed to be caught by him, and it flew into his hand.

The long sword in the fairyland of the earth has the spiritual imprint of the ancestors inside.

As soon as the long sword came out, it buzzed.

The murderous aura overflowed from above, as if it had touched some law, it suddenly broke free from Long Fei's grasp.

Long Fei raised his eyebrows, staring at the three distant sword lights with regret.

The magic weapon of the fairyland must either be destroyed or let go.

It is far from what he can do with his current cultivation level if he wants to erase the imprint of Ji's spirit inside and completely tame this magic weapon.

Li Chenguang stared and scolded, "Devil, let me go quickly, or the Maoshan faction will never end with you."

Long Fei laughed loudly, "If you can't beat others, you use the Maoshan faction to suppress them?"

He really didn't care about the Maoshan faction. If there were no things left by his ancestors, he might still be a little afraid of the Maoshan faction.

Now, he has jumped out of this world and knows the vastness of the world.

It's just a sect in a small world, so why not be afraid of being offended.

Wang Xiaoya, a group of female cultivators, was worried that something would happen to him.

It turned out that a group of masters were all fixed by him.

He yelled at Wang Xiaoya, "Xiaoya, borrow your unicorn sword."

Wang Xiaoya's long white bone sword was thrown out, and it was held in Long Fei's hand.

This sword was left by Yan Wuji.

Back then Yan Wuji got the unicorn arm, and this divine sword made of unicorn bones.

Long Fei gave this thing to Wang Xiaoya, and when he held it in his hand, it felt like the whole sword came alive.

The bone sword hummed, overflowing with murderous aura.

Pointing at Li Chenguang, he snorted softly, "You are too murderous, which violates the peace of Taoism. Today I will use your sword to sacrifice justice for the heavens."

"Bastard, dare!"

A group of disciples screamed in fright, but they didn't expect Long Fei to move for real.

They never thought about who would dare to kill them.

They are first-class sect disciples, with a big backer behind them, whoever touches them will only have a dead end.

A flash of sword light flashed, and the unicorn sword plunged into Li Chenguang's body and pierced through his chest.

There were bursts of mysterious light above, and a suction force crazily swept across Li Chenguang's whole body.

He stared at Long Fei, and let out a roar, "Frenzy, Maoshan will not let you go!"

Without saying a word, his whole body turned into blood mist and was swallowed by the Qilin sword.

The sword is tempered with blood, and the bones of the beast are nourished by blood.

The more blood energy, the stronger the murderous aura in the future, and the greater the power of the sword aura.

Killing one is a bandit, killing ten thousand is a hero.

A killing sword, even the gods and Buddhas of the heavens will retreat when they see it.

Zhang Qingyang was completely stunned watching from below, but he didn't expect that Mao Shan's disciple, Long Fei would kill as soon as he said it.

The four juniors following him asked in a low voice, "Shall we help?"

Zhang Qingyang was calculating the powerful relationship in his mind, seeing that Long Fei's methods were weird, if there was a real fight, he might not be able to take advantage.

He cupped his fists and shouted to remind, "Fellow Daoist Long, they are disciples of Maoshan, Shushan, and Wudang. If you kill them all, there will be absolutely no way out in the future."

A group of disciples also yelled in fright, "Yes, you let us go, otherwise our master will never make it easier for you!"

"Fellow Daoist, it's still too late for you to stop!"

"Fellow Daoist, please let us go, we promise to leave here immediately."

"..."

They were so stubborn just now, but now they all looked defeated in fright, and begged for mercy helplessly.

At this time, there was a sudden bang nearby.

Chu Feng held the cosmic stars and dharma images above his head, and collided with Shushan disciple Qingchuan with a single shot.

Although the Qingsuo sword in Qingchuan's hand evoked a sword energy barrier in front of him.

However, his right arm was broken by Chu Feng's sword strike, and he backed away with a scream.

Chu Feng followed up with a shot, and shook the Qingsuo sword in the air forcefully, shaking the immortal sword away with a bang.

The corner of Qing Chuan's mouth was bloody, and his face was full of shock.

Qingsuo sword left across the blue light in the sky, no longer under his control.

Chu Feng followed up with a shot, piercing through Qing Chuan's body in the air under everyone's horrified eyes, and brought him down heavily from the sky.

There was a loud bang, and the ground shook.

Qing Chuan was nailed to the ground by Chu Feng, and a large crater with a radius of more than ten meters was shaken out of the bluestone ground below.

A cloud of blood sprayed away, revealing that a golden pill was swallowed by Chu Feng.

Holding the overlord gun, he came over like a normal person, shook his hair at a group of female nuns and said, "Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend."

A group of people vomited blood, thinking that these two guys are too vicious, and they don't leave any room for doing things.

Long Fei sneered at a group of disciples, "Send you on your way, anyone who offends my wife will be killed without mercy!"

The unicorn sword hanging in the air erupted with a burst of sword energy, piercing through each of the disciples.

The sky was suddenly filled with blood mist, and under the engulfing of the bone unicorn sword, seven or eight disciples of the great sect all died on the spot.

Zhang Qingyang thought that it was over, these two people would definitely die.

On the top of the mountain, the elders of the various factions are still fighting.

If they knew about this, they would definitely have their skin cramped.

After the blood mist in the sky was swallowed up by the unicorn sword, Long Fei jumped down from the sky holding the sword and returned the long sword to Wang Xiaoya.

Wang Xiaoya's nose was sour. These days, hundreds of sisters died at the hands of these young disciples of the big sect, and now it's revenge for them.

Long Fei said to Zhang Qingyang, "Friend Zhang Daoist, do you want to be our enemy, or continue to be our friend?"

Zhang Qingyang clutched his palms, how could he be friends with this murderer.

They also kill people, but they think they are all devils.

Someone kills them, this person is the devil.

In order to protect his junior brother, he didn't say a word, but cupped his fists at Long Fei and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Long, I've said everything I need to say. Since Fellow Daoist Long won't listen, let's see you on the battlefield."

A group of people left with swords, and all returned to the front of the mountain.

Long Fei didn't make things difficult for them. After all, Zhang Qingyang blocked the disciples of various sects just now, so he could be regarded as a gentleman.

If they want to fight, they will fight openly on the battlefield on the top of the mountain.

　Chapter 2 is here, continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)