Lord Hong

Three high-grade cyan flying swords, surrounded by heavy cyan airflow, appeared in front of Yun Hong in an instant, exuding extremely fierce sword energy.

Just a glance.

Yunhong saw that the two men in red armor were the leaders.

"Kill." The killing intent in Yunhong's eyes was prominent.

Three cyan flying swords.

Like three rainbow lights, they flashed across the sky in an instant, and strong winds and lightning appeared around Jianguang, shooting directly at the two red-armored leaders and a black sergeant.

too fast.

It was faster than the imagination of the ten aboriginal cultivators.

In the past two months, Yunhong has been submerged in cultivation to comprehend the power of wind, and also comprehended the power of thunder and lightning.

confirm each other.

This formula.

Even after Yun Hong realized the power of thunder and lightning these days, he integrated it into his sword move 'Feng Qing Yun Jing', and the power increase was not too great.

What you can ask for is quick words.

Moreover, after Yun Hong reached the perfection of the God Rune Realm.

After two months, Yunhong's spirit is much stronger than in the last battle of Youshui City, and he is more comfortable and powerful in manipulating the flying sword.

The sword is like the wind.

More like lightning.

With a trembling power, across the sky.

But the ten aboriginal cultivators didn't have time to react at all, and they didn't even have time to use their magic weapon.

"not good."

"Block." The female red-armored leader and the burly red-armored leader felt the threat of death, but they still tried their best to use the magic weapon to block it.

"Boom~" "Boom~"

The ordinary spiritual weapon flying sword that the two of them manipulated was directly knocked away by the flying sword before it reached its peak.

Then the rainbow flashed across.

"No..." There was a hint of disbelief and a hint of panic in the eyes of the female red-armored leader, as if she wanted to say something else.

but.

Everything is too late.

puff!puff!

Blood splattered.

The heads of the two red-armored leaders were instantly pierced by two flying swords, and their entire bodies were bombarded and flew backwards, falling towards the ground at a high speed.

Two aboriginal immortal cultivators who had completed their journey to the Immortal Realm.

dead.

puff!

Another black-armored monk was killed at the same time.

Killing the Immortal Realm is complete with one sword, let alone killing a peak cultivator of the Upper Immortal Realm?

It's just chopping melons and vegetables.

"I have cultivated lately for the past two months, and my strength is indeed stronger, but it should not be so easy to kill the Consummation of the Immortal Realm...These two consummation cultivators of the Immortal Realm are too weak." A trace of doubt flashed in Yunhong's heart.

If his three spiritual weapon flying swords form a three-element sword array.

Naturally, it is unrivaled in power and influence.

Sweeping all the gods.

but.

It's unbelievable that a high-grade spirit weapon flying sword that was separated directly killed a high-level fairyland consummation.

Yun Hong realized that the power of his flying sword was not that strong yet.

"However, it's a good thing that these natives are weak." With a thought in Yun Hong's mind, the three flying swords whizzed towards the other seven black-armored monks.

"not good."

"The leader is dead."

"He didn't even block a single sword. Doesn't it mean that Killing God is good in melee combat? How can he be so powerful in long-distance attacks?"

The other seven black-armored monks were all shocked.

They knew very well how powerful the two red-armored leaders were.

He is definitely one of the top [-] powerful monks in the tribe. Except for the patriarch and a few golden-armored leaders, no one dares to say that he will definitely win them.

But facing this 'killing god' wearing green robes, he didn't even block a blow from a flying sword, and was killed directly.

Such swordsmanship!

The seven black-armored monks only felt that the golden-armored leaders of the clan were far behind.

Is this still playing?

"Escape!" "Escape!"

Those who can cultivate to become a Supreme Immortal are all resolute people. Under the fright, the seven black-armored monks dare not face Yun Hong at all.

Immediately began to escape.

but.

How could they escape as fast as the flying sword?

wow~

The three high-grade spirit weapon flying swords only made one turn in the sky, turning into dazzling sword lights, and the wind howled.

There is more thunder and lightning dispersion.

Gorgeous and beautiful, soul-stirring, just like a beautiful picture scroll, but accompanied by this beauty is blood.

puff!puff!puff! ...

The sword light danced, and in the blink of an eye, three high-grade flying swords pierced through the heads of six black-armored monks one after another, and blood splashed into the sky.

Only one black-armored monk was left suspended in mid-air in horror, not daring to move in the slightest.

because.

In front of him, the three terrifying cyan flying swords were suspended, surrounding them, and the light from the flying swords made his heart tremble.

The black-armored monk had no doubts that he would die with just one strike.

silence.

The whole world was silent.

"It's really weak. The strength of these immortals is weaker than that of the demon kings of the same level." Yun Hong shook his head lightly.

With a movement of his body, he flew forward.

Yunhong didn't have time to search carefully, and roughly put away the spirit weapons left by the nine dead immortals.

Immediately.

Yun Hong flew to the only surviving black-armored monk.

"Lord Killing God, please forgive me, Lord Killing God, please forgive me." The black-armored monk suddenly knelt down, his voice trembling.

After the fight just now.

He knew very well that the green-robed youth in front of him wanted to kill him.

So easy!

"Relax, follow me!" Yun Hong stared at the black-armored monk.

Immediately.

Yun Hong picked up the other party, turned into a streamer, rushed directly into the forest below, and quickly disappeared into the canyon at an ultra-low altitude.

The canyon was quiet again.

time flies.

Half an hour after Yunhong left.

Boom~

The air exploded, and two golden-armored leaders, four red-armored monks and dozens of black-armored monks rushed into the canyon.

Just a glance.

They saw nine corpses left on the ground.

"They're all dead." The tall, thin and golden-armored leader stared at these corpses, observed them for a long time, and said coldly, "All of them were killed with a single sword strike, and it seems that there is a sword cultivator at the threshold of the True Alchemy Realm."

The many monks who followed all changed their faces.

Real Dan realm threshold?

The eight golden-armored leaders in the tribe are probably even worse.

In their entire tribe, perhaps only the Patriarch of the True Immortal Realm could defeat them.

There is such a powerful outsider.

"In the area we patrolled, we found a total of five outsiders, killed two, and escaped two. Only this outsider is particularly powerful." The thin and tall golden-armored leader said coldly.

"Nine members of the ten-member team died, only Dongqiu was missing. He was probably taken away, and information about the tribe might be leaked."

"Go, go back and report to the ancestor first."

After the black-armored monks each picked up a corpse, the two gold-armored commanders gave an order, and the monks left quickly.

……

The time turned back to half an hour ago.

With the black-armored monk he caught, Yunhong flew for fifty miles at ultra-low altitude without causing space shocks.

Enter another dense forest.

bang~

Yunhong threw the black-armored monk on the ground heavily.

"Okay, I like to talk to smart people. I said, you answer. If I am happy with the answer, I will let you go." Yunhong looked down at him indifferently.

"If you don't want to answer."

"Or lie - die!"

Chapter 70 The Only Legacy

When the last word 'dead' is spoken!

Yun Hong's eyes were extremely cold.

Simultaneously.

With the spirit seal as his core, the invisible pressure of the soul shrouded the black-armored monk, which was comparable to the pressure of the soul of ordinary true immortal monks.

"Boom~"

The black-armored monk couldn't help but tremble, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He could only feel that the green-robed youth in front of him had changed.

From a human monk, it seems to have turned into an extremely terrifying prehistoric beast, as if it wants to swallow itself.

Coupled with the tragic death of the previous nine teammates, he was even more terrified.

"My lord, just ask." The black-armored monk said in horror.