Kill the Great Wall of Martial Arts from me

"interesting."

"This trash is dead, you can replace him and become my slave."

The young warrior looked down on Li Shenzhi, just like the eyes of a heavenly man looking down on ordinary people.

"I'm afraid you came from some remote place. You don't know the prestige of my Qingwang Sword Sect."

"The deity tells you, if you are not trapped here, you are not some kind of rubbish, you are qualified to be the servant of the deity."

"Follow me, your good fortune will be endlessly useful throughout your life."

boom!

For this, Li Shenzhi was not used to him, so he slapped him directly in the air.

It has nothing to do with him playing this kind of thing in his own home, but he is not used to playing it in front of him when it comes out.

Qingwang Jianzong's brand doesn't work in front of him.

In the land of the Eastern Desolation of Yongzhou, there is a great sect of the world, established with a sword, named Qingwang.

This disciple of the Sword Sect specializes in swordsmanship. Among his sects are the highest Wang Ce and Qing Wang Yujian. They have practiced to the extreme and are known as the Reversible Heavenly Fighting Emperor.

This is no flattery.

It is rumored that when the demon clan came from outside the sky, there was the demon emperor Lin Kong, and it was the sword sect of Qingwang Jianzong's generation.

In the end, even though that generation of sword sects fell into the hands of the demon emperor, they still won the title of Qingwang sword sect in the fourteen regions of Jiuzhou, in the vast sky.

……

"Bastard, how dare you attack me!"

Seeing the big hand falling down, the young warrior glared angrily.

Between eyebrows and eyes, with a light stroke of the palm, the sound of the sword clanged.

A ray of purple thunder fell from the sky, smashing Li Shenzhi's big handprint into pieces.

This young martial artist, as soon as he makes a move, he is the holy sword technique of the Qingwang Sword Sect, Yu Lei Zhenjian, which cannot be practiced by non-core disciples.

It's just that, the disciple of the human race's world-suppressing sword sect has a tendency to be condescending and divorced from the human race, which makes Li Shenzhi very disgusted.

"When the eagle is boiled, the eagle is also rebellious, and it is still tamed in the end."

The spirit sword flashing with purple thunder light walked in front of Qi Yunzi, beeping.

"Edict!"

Afterwards, Qi Yunzi played the formula, and the thunder sword in his hand pierced through the void, directly facing Li Shenzhi.

Seeing the oncoming sword, Li Shenzhi didn't even move, and grabbed the thunder sword with his big hand.

This scene made Qi Yunzi sneer. His natal sword was forged from the Zilei Meteorite of the Eastern Desolation Jilei Mountain, and refined with Ziji True Thunder. If you are not careful, you will be hit.

The next moment, Qi Yunzi's sneer turned into panic.

As he expected, the natal sword that was supposed to pierce Li Shenzhi's body disappeared the moment it touched Li Shenzhi.As the natal sword qi, it can be regarded as a part of the warrior's body like an arm command, but it can no longer be sensed at this moment.

"what--"

"My sword!"

The natal sword was suddenly cut off. As the host, Qi Yunzi was in agony, and his confusion lasted for a while.

When he recovered his clarity again, there was already an extra palm in front of him.

Snapped!

The firm slaps all landed on Qi Yunzi's handsome face.

With a slap, the flesh on the cheek was slapped and trembled, several teeth sprayed with blood, and the jade crown on the head was also blown away.

Boom!

After a slap, Li Shenzhi's figure stepped down from the sky, stepped on Qi Yunzi, drew a line of blood in the air, and smashed into the ground.

Click!

puff!

On the ground, energy splashed like ripples, and Qi Yunzi's mouth was full of blood, covering his swollen cheeks.

Suddenly, strange syllables came from his mouth.

not good!

In an instant, Li Shenzhi sensed that something was wrong. The syllables that this guy chanted aroused the echoes of the Dao Rhyme in the surrounding space, and he also drew the blood from his body along the way.

The sword cultivator of the Qingwang Sword Sect in front of him is only in the middle stage of Shenhuo, but his sword bones are extremely hard.

For other warriors, even the peak of Shenhuo would have been torn apart under his feet.

boom!

Click!

Taking advantage of the situation, Li Shenzhi stomped his foot down again, and the powerful force poured into Qi Yunzi's body along the sole of his foot, interrupting the secret method of his mind movement.

Qi Yunzi's body also heard the sound of broken bones.

"what!"

There was a scream, and suddenly, a phantom of a divine lotus poured into Li Shenzhi's Niwan Palace again.

This guy still has the strength to resist.

This time, the divine lotus that crashed into the mud ball bloomed in an instant, bursting out a wisp of sword energy.

This is a ray of red sword energy, with a strange symbol branded on it.

For a moment, Li Shenzhi felt that his consciousness was about to be torn apart.

This divine soul sword mark is no longer the divine consciousness of the divine fire state, it should belong to the seniors in his sect, and it is specially branded as a secret method for protection.

Boom!

At this moment, the bronze coffin fell down in time, shattering the red sword energy.

Snapped!

Snapped!

There was a roar in the Niwan Palace, and Li Shenzhi's soul trembled suddenly. The power of this divine consciousness was extremely tyrannical, causing his soul to ache.

After a while, Li Shenzhi, who came back to his senses, took pictures repeatedly with his big hands, and Qi Yunzi's old face was beaten into a pig's head.

"You're all right!"

Clang!

Li Shenzhi stopped talking nonsense, and a horizontal knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed down.

"Thunder Sword Yukong!"

In an instant, Qi Yunzi let out a long roar, and thousands of sword lights burst out from his body, blocking the knife aura coming down from the chopping.

"If you dare to kill me, I, Qingwang Jianzong, will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth."

Feeling Li Shenzhi's murderous intent, Qi Yunzi panicked.

"Brothers and sisters in my sect, they are all here, they are all sword cultivators at the peak of Shenhuo, once I die, they will kill you."

Clang!

Li Shenzhi sneered, and cut off the knife again.

With the temper of the guy in front of him, the so-called Qing Wang Jianzong should not be much better now.

"Heaven-killing swordsmanship!"

Seeing Yingye's murderous intent, Qi Yunzi opened his mouth, and a bloody sword came in an instant, and Li Shenzhi approached.

"die!"

This is his last means of saving his life, and this method is also the method of saving his life that can only be practiced by the core disciples of Qingwang Sword Sect.

Of course, once this method is used, there will be no possibility of improving swordsmanship in the future.

Even if he survived, his status in the Qingwang Sword Sect would drop to the level of an ordinary disciple in the future, and he would never have the chance to fight for the position of a senior sect.

"Do not--"

Qi Yunzi, who used the last method to save his life, saw the light of the saber still falling.

It is unbelievable why Li Shenzhi, who was hit by his Huitian swordsmanship, is fine.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

In Qi Yunzi's final consciousness, he was still in unwillingness and resentment, leaving the world completely.

He is a core disciple of the Qingwang Sword Sect, who has reached a high level of talent in swordsmanship. He has just been ordered by his teacher to leave the sect, and he has not yet shown his skills. How could he fall away.

After beheading the disciple of the Qing King Sword Sect, Li Shenzhi spread his consciousness instantly and began to clean up the battlefield.

The guy he killed this time was fundamentally different from the geniuses he had killed in the past.

Tricky and difficult beyond expectations.

He also didn't expect that in the past few years, the only opponent he could see was not the monster clan, but a member of the same clan.

After restraining everything, Li Shenzhi fled quickly. His consciousness was shaken by the impact just now.

……

At the moment Qi Yunzi died, in a mountain range three thousand miles away from here.

A figure who also wears a high crown, has a thin face, and looks like a fairy is walking through the air.

Suddenly, he frowned and fell towards the bottom.

Then, he lightly grabbed it with his palm, and a blue sign appeared in his hand.

There are three spars of different colors inlaid on the sign. At this moment, the purple spar has shattered.

"Qi Yunzi is dead?"

Looking at the sign, Gu Qianqiu frowned, his eyes indifferent.

"It seems that this space is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Putting the sign away casually, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Yulei True Sword is a holy law sword technique derived from Wang Ce in the sect, and Junior Brother Qiyun is very talented in swordsmanship.

Although it has not entered the third forbidden field, considering its state in the mid-stage of Shenhuo, the territory of Shenhuo is invincible.

Not to mention, before leaving, the elders of the sect each left a life-saving secret in their spirits.

Now, he is still beheaded, which shows that Junior Brother Qiyun's many methods have been resolved by the opponent.

Regarding the fall of his junior brother, Gu Qianqiu did not show much emotion.

If one person is missing, the burden of the task will fall on him.

This time, a few old people in Yongwang Palace privately wanted to start another stove. This matter is not a secret.

At least, the actions of these old guys are no secret in the eyes of Qing Wang Jianzong.

Yongwangdian, the former master of the Yongwangyu, sits in a domain, even if it is now in decline, with serious internal fighting, the heritage it possesses is still coveted.

If he can swallow the Palace of the King of Yong... no, even just a part of it, then Qingwang Jianzong will have a chance to subdue Qingwu Mountain and Yushen Mountain, and aspire for the crown of the entire Yongzhou.

"Go and meet Junior Sister Lin first, and then make plans."

Thinking in his heart, Gu Qianqiu headed for the distance.

……

In a mountain field, Li Shenzhi settled down, and his consciousness was submerged in the bronze coffin.

Sensing the thing suspended in the bronze coffin, a smile appeared in his eyes.

The disciple of the Qingwang Sword Sect really has a lot of good luck.

Chapter 229 Jianzong Order, Tribal Monument, Sheji Terrace