Fantasy: Invincible Start From Being the Peerless Son of Sword

Chapter 39 No life left, Tianlong Ao Ye [seeking flowers, seeking evaluation]

Chapter Thirty Nine

Saint Zong territory.

Above the sky.

Eight ancient chariots swept across the sky at high speed, swaying all kinds of sacred fires.

“Young Master, in this life, the Spiritual Qi is thin, causing most of the creatures to be weak. Chu Yang, the sword master of the sacred sect, is the most prosperous genius of Dao, but it shouldn’t be very strong either. It’s definitely not your opponent.”

“If the Young Master can defeat him first, the Young Master’s reputation will surely resound in the realm!”

On the chariot, a tiger demon who looked like a follower said flatly.

And the Young Master in the Tiger Demon’s mouth was the arrogant of the Sky Devouring Tiger clan sitting beside him.

The Sky Swallowing Tiger clan is also the ancient royal family, but its strength is not comparable to the top-level royal family such as the Tianlong family.

“Then Chu Yang has a chaotic sword body, or the sword of the Sacred Sect of Swordsmanship, don’t you think it is strong?”

The Tianjiao of the Sky Swallowing Tiger clan frowned slightly, with a sharp tone in his tone.

“this……”

The tiger demon was in a cold sweat immediately, like a man on his back, this young master had a tyrannical character, maybe he might be put to death if he wasn’t happy.

“But one thing, you are right, he will not be my opponent!”

“Ao Ye of the Dragon Clan will also go there this day, definitely can’t let him get ahead!”

At the same time, there were several other forces that went to the Saint Sect together with the Sky Devouring Tiger and the Sky Dragon clan.

…

Now outside of this holy sect.

The first force to challenge is already beyond the gate.

“In the Xiayu Tiange, Qi Ling, admiring the name of Sacred Sect Jianzi for a long time, came here specially today, wanting to have a friendly discussion with Jianzi!”

Above the sky beyond the mountain gate, the nine driving phoenix rushed into the air together, rippling the divine fire.

A young man in a white robe with a feather fan in his hand shouted loudly, with a wisp of jade on his pale face.

But when this voice fell, he did not get a response for a long time.

The youth’s expression turned a little displeased at this time, and he wanted to speak again, but at this moment, a vast Sword intent swept over the Saint Sect’s sky.

The disciples of the saint sect are all walking in the sky, hiding the sky from the sun, and looking up, they are like a sword immortal in the sky.

The phoenix bird on the Nine Cars Fengxun was directly frightened by the vast Sword intent, screaming in shock, and his stature was unstable and crumbling.

And with the trembling of Feng Qin, everyone in the Yu Tian Pavilion on Feng Hu also looked a little embarrassed at this time.

However, their hearts were also extremely shocked.

Among the disciples of the saint sect in the sky, there are not a few people with extraordinary talents.

At this moment, a golden Sword Ray passed by, and a figure appeared in front of everyone.

Qi Ling held the feather fan in his hand and looked at this figure coldly.

The person in front of him is surrounded by a terrifying Sword Qi, and the whole body is like a big day, with a terrifying aura.

This person is Ye Tian.

“Are you the Sacred Sect Sword?”

Qi Ling spoke lightly.

“With your level of strength, you don’t need a sword to make a move. Ye Tian can raise my hand to suppress you.”

Ye Tian hugged the sword, and said lightly. His face was extremely calm, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

As soon as he said this, Qi Ling’s face sank.

Ye Tian in front of him seemed to be just a follower of the Sacred Sect Jianzi, and every follower was so powerful?

Moreover, the arrogance is so arrogant!

The members of the Yutian Pavilion behind Feng Huo were all frowned at this time.

“Raise your hand to suppress? Then I want to see, where is your arrogance like this!”

Qi Ling yelled, the feather fan in his hand glowed, and the battle was on the verge.

I saw that the long sword in Ye Tian’s hand suddenly burst into a hot glow, and a terrifying Sword intent burst out.

Nearly a thousand golden sword lights swept from behind him, and shot straight towards Qi Ling, the speed reaching the extreme.

“what?”

Qi Ling’s pupils shrank, and his heart was shaken. This sword light was so terrifying and so fast that it could not dodge at all.

The next moment.

Qi Ling was beaten into a sieve directly under this sword rain, and he could not die again.

“Young Pavilion Master!”

Looking at this scene, everyone in Yutian Pavilion shrank their pupils and their faces were full of grief.

Qi Ling’s protector Daoist gritted his teeth at this time, and his body trembled slightly.

He just wanted to save Qi Ling, but within the Saint Sect, there were already several pairs of eyes staring at him.

He has no doubt that as long as he takes a shot, he will be killed instantly on the spot!

“Qi Ling’s skills are not as good as others, so I will leave Yutian Pavilion.”

Qi Ling’s guardian Daoist slightly cupped hands at this time, and said respectfully towards the inside of the holy sect.

And with the departure of the Yutian Pavilion everyone.

All the swordsmen of the holy sect above the sky were all excited.

Big brother is still as always!

The first battle is easy!

Ye Tian, ​​as the true brother of the Holy Sect, bears the Divine Body of Sword Yang, if it weren’t for the existence of Chu Yang, the enchanting level of the Holy Sect.

Then he is the sword!

Will the strength be weak? !

…

The next few days.

The various forces that came one after another were not even able to see Chu Yang’s face, and they were all defeated by the Eight Great Heirs.

And the end is the same as Qi Ling.

Dead on the spot, no one lives!

Such news, as if it had grown wings, spread to most of the Dao Realm at an extremely fast speed.

“Just being casual is so terrible?”

“Give me a glimpse of the leopard, just like that, then isn’t the strength of the sword of the holy sect unfathomable?!”

“This Saint Sect Sword’s talent is so powerful, and his followers are so strong, which is reasonable, but I don’t know if anyone who is going to challenge this time will be able to make it back!”

Dao realm creatures, whether they are in this life or the forces that have recovered not long ago, are shocking at this time.

Especially those forces that have recovered not long ago, among those arrogances who died in the hands of the Eight Great Successors, there is no shortage of the leaders of his time.

Lingfeng fairy mansion, inside the pavilion.

“Yun Yun and the others are already outside the gate of all the opponents. I believe it will not be long before those weak in strength will no longer dare to come easily.”

Liu Ruyan said while pouring spirit tea for Chu Yang.

“Such strength is really weak.”

Chu Yang spoke lightly, his expression a little disappointed.

At this moment, there was a hint of radiance in his eyes.

“This time, something interesting came.”

Chu Yang looked out of the mountain gate, his eyes narrowed slightly.

“Let Ruyan come this time!”

Liu Ruyan’s eyes burst out with a sense of war, and he directly saluted Chu Yang.

Outside the mountain gate at this time.

A Taoist sound resounded loudly.

“Tianlong tribe, Ao Ye, hope to learn from Jianzi one or two!”*