Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

Lin Mu took a deep breath, and looked at Suzerain Zhao Xiaotian with burning eyes.

The same goes for the other elders.

With a resolute face, Zhao Xiaotian waved his big hand, made up his mind, and said in a deep voice: "Pass down my decree, summon the disciples of the sect, and fight the Xuanming clan with all our strength."

"No matter what the result is, we Shushan must not surrender."

"The suzerain is wise."

"Fight to the end, never surrender!"

……

Inside the Shushan Great Hall, every elder made his own sonorous and powerful voice.

After half an hour.

Outside the mountain gate of Mount Shu, under the personal leadership of the suzerain Zhao Xiaotian, more than 20 disciples gathered here!

"Buzz..."

Just as everyone was holding their breath, the entire mountain gate area began to tremble.At the same time, densely packed human figures appeared in the sky, rushing from far to near like a torrent.

"coming."

Elder Zhenwu Lin Mu, his complexion darkened, reminded him.

As his words fell, all the elders and disciples of Shushan immediately followed the prestige, only to see countless demon cultivators bursting towards them.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

One after another, figures with astonishing auras continued to fall from mid-air.

In just a dozen breaths, more than 30 figures gathered outside the gate of Shushan Mountain. The terrifying momentum caused the surrounding void to twist and crack.

In front of the countless demon cultivators, there stood thousands of figures with deep auras, all of them were powerful members of the Xuanming clan, and each of them had a realm above the tribulation level.

And in front of all the Xuanming clansmen, stood proudly a middle-aged man with black hair dancing wildly.

He is tall and tall, like a majestic ancient sacred mountain. Just standing there, the aura that inadvertently diffused made all the disciples of Shushan feel a strong sense of suffocation.

Chapter 116 An Unbelievable Scene

Tai Cang, the patriarch of Xuanming, has a strong and powerful body, with black hair dancing wildly, and his eyes are black and bottomless.

He just stood there, exuding an irresistible and dangerous aura like an ancient demon god.

He looked gloomy and cold, looked at the Shu Mountain in front of him, and said coldly: "My Xuanming Patriarch, Tai Cang, led the entire Xuanming clan and more than 30 demon cultivators came."

"Didn't that master of swordsmanship in Shushan utter big words and ask me to come and plead guilty in person?"

"Hurry up and let him get out, I want to see for myself, how can he dare to challenge my Xuanming clan."

Tai Cang's voice was powerful and loud, like a thunderous explosion, echoing in the sky and the earth.

"get out."

"People from Mount Shu quickly get out and die."

"I'm going to crush you one by one."

……

As soon as the Xuanming Patriarch Tai Cang's words fell, the powerhouses of the Xuanming Clan showed hideous expressions and began to shout crazily.

Each of them is a strong man in the tribulation period, and the gathered momentum is like a huge wave of the ocean, crushing towards the elders of Shushan and the disciples of the disciples.

Under the oppression of this eclipsing aura, almost everyone up and down Mount Shu was choked up, and even the weaker disciples were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?"

The elders of Shushan all had dignified faces, focusing on the Suzerain Zhao Xiaotian, waiting for his decision.

"Don't panic."

"This is Mount Shu."

Zhao Xiaotian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, everyone calmed down a little. The suzerain was right, this is Mount Shu, where the almost invincible senior swordsman sits in town.

"how?"

"I have come in person, the shrunken tortoise hiding in Shushan dare not come out?"

"Come on, kill me in and crush the Shushan cultivators to death one by one."

Seeing that there was no movement in Mount Shu, Tai Cang was a little angry. He is the majestic head of the Xuanming clan. Even in the most glorious period of the world of cultivating immortals tens of thousands of years ago, he was the overlord of one side. How could he tolerate others' contempt?

"Hmph, if you dare to challenge our Xuanming clan, let the old man destroy this group of immortal cultivators first."

A skinny old man stepped forward, his five fingers protruding out like ghost claws.Suddenly it swelled against the wind, turned into an unimaginable giant claw, and grabbed everyone in Shushan.

This blow was sharp and vicious, and the powerful energy fluctuations made Datang Patriarch and the others feel a biting chill.

"Protect the sovereign."

Even though he knew that he was outnumbered by strength, the patriarch of the Tang Dynasty and several other strong men in the tribulation period still made a decisive move.

There is still a huge gap between them and the strong men of the Transcending Tribulation Period tens of thousands of years ago, both in terms of background and strength.

boom!

Even though the patriarch of the Tang Dynasty and others tried their best to attack, they still vomited blood and flew under the giant claws, and they were not their opponents at all.

This scene made Shushan disciples a little desperate.

In their impression, the five or six powerhouses in the Tribulation Stage, such as the Patriarch of the Tang Dynasty, are almost the top powerhouses in Shushan except for the senior sword cultivators, but now they can't even stop the opponent's claws. He was severely injured on the spot.

"Go to hell."

The skinny old man let out a sinister grin, and his giant claws were as fast as thunder, breaking through layers of clouds and mist, and blasting towards the people in Shushan.

"Keng!"

At this moment, a clear and powerful sword sound came.

"boom……"

Before everyone could react, the huge claws burst open, and a golden sword light, ignoring the constraints of space and time, pierced the skinny old man's eyebrows almost instantly.

"Do not……"

The thin old man's eyes widened, and he let out a scream, and then his body exploded layer by layer, before even the primordial spirit could escape, completely annihilated!

This sudden scene shocked everyone.

"Shushan Sword Cultivator, you are finally here."

The patriarch of Xuanming, Tai Cang, seemed to have sensed something, staring straight ahead with torch-like eyes.

The void there twisted, and finally a golden figure slowly appeared.

This figure is none other than Zhao Fan who walked out of the Demon Locking Tower.

Zhao Fan has a slender and powerful figure, and his whole body is filled with golden luster, which makes it impossible to see his true face clearly.

However, his transcendent and sacred temperament made him look like a real sword fairy, and just standing there casually made the strong Xuanming clan and more than 30 demon cultivators feel a wave of A palpitating dangerous breath.

"Senior Sword Cultivator has appeared."

"With Senior Sword Cultivator here, even the Xuanming Clan's Qiandu Tribulation Stage powerhouse, we Shushan will not be afraid."

……

After seeing Zhao Fan's figure, the elders of Shushan and the disciples all showed fanaticism and admiration.

"Uncle!"

"Shushan depends on you."

Suzerain Zhao Xiaotian looked at Zhao Fan's figure, feeling a little uneasy and nervous, the Xuanming clan came in full force, whether Shushan would live or die depended on his uncle's ability to defeat them.

"The posture scene is not small."

Zhao Fan scanned the audience and found that the Xuanming Clan was almost in full force. There were thousands of strong people in the Tribulation Stage, and many of them were from the fourth and fifth levels of the Tribulation.Moreover, besides the Xuanming clan, there are actually hundreds of thousands of demonic practitioners.

He was a little surprised, he didn't expect the Xuanming Clan to have such a strong appeal.

Of course, this was just an accident, and it didn't put any pressure on Zhao Fan at all.

In the face of absolute strength, let alone hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators, even if there are several times more, they are no different from ants.

"Shushan Sword Cultivator, you have appeared."

"Before you killed five or six members of my Xuanming clan, how will you repay this blood debt?"

Xuanming Patriarch Tai Cang stepped forward with one step, shaking the earth in all directions to crack open, a powerful and frightening aura rose up into the sky like a dragon, shaking the thick clouds and mist in the sky to shatter and disperse.

"repay?"

"Whoever offends me in Shushan will be killed without mercy."

Zhao Fan glanced at him and said coldly.

"What a killer."

"Then today, I will kill all of you in Shushan without mercy."

Tai Cang, head of the Xuanming Patriarch, sneered angrily, how dare a mere Shushan Sword Cultivator put on a show in front of him?It is courting death.

As soon as the words fell, Tai Cang made a bold move, and the terrifying energy fluctuations swept towards Zhao Fan like a turbulent wave.

The sky is roaring and the earth is trembling.

As the patriarch of Xuanming, Tai Cang has the realm of the seventh level of crossing the catastrophe, and after a long time, he is extremely close to the eighth level of crossing the catastrophe.

He stepped out, crossed layers of void, and was about to kick towards Zhao Fan's face.

The force of this kick is enough to smash mountains and rivers, and it has an extremely terrifying power.

Tai Cang wants to use the most domineering posture to let this Shushan sword cultivator recognize the reality, and let the other party clearly understand how huge the gap between him and himself is.

He was so confident and proud that he didn't weigh Zhao Fan's cultivation level, and subconsciously believed that a mere junior sword cultivator from Shushan could not be his opponent.

But in the next second, Tai Cang paid an unimaginable price for his underestimation of the enemy, and a golden sword light suddenly burst out, like a bright sun, illuminating nine heavens and ten earths.

boom!

Before the sole of Tai Cang's foot fell, it suddenly exploded under the terrifying sword light.

Countless sword qi pierced through the sky and shot towards him overwhelmingly.

"what……"

Tai Cang's scalp was numb. After all, he was a strong man tens of thousands of years ago. He finally realized the danger in time. He raised his hand and slapped it with a palm. With surging and infinite energy fluctuations, he struck towards the oncoming sword energy.

bang, bang...

The sword energy and the palm energy collided violently, forming a long and terrifying explosion. The sharp and astonishing energy spread for dozens of miles,

After a few breaths, Zhao Fan was still standing proudly on the spot, while Xuanming Patriarch Tai Cang, his face was pale and covered in blood, he retreated dozens of miles away.

He looked very embarrassed, his right foot was dripping with blood, and a large section was cut off. There was the prestige and dominance just now!

"hiss……"

At this scene, everyone's eyes widened, showing expressions of disbelief.

Chapter 117 Numbness of the scalp

"how is this possible……"

Xuanming Patriarch Tai Cang's face was ashen, looking at Zhao Fan standing in the void, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He was a strong man tens of thousands of years ago. He has the realm of crossing the seventh level of tribulation, and his background is amazing, and his combat power far exceeds that of the same level.

However, during the meeting just now, someone chopped off the sole of his foot with a sword. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been seriously injured if he didn't die.

For him, this is simply a great shame!

Tai Cang's heart was filled with anger, but he did not lose his basic rationality. He looked at Zhao Fan up and down, and noticed that the latter's aura was extremely strong, not even weaker than his own. He suddenly came to his senses, and said coldly: "No Thinking that this seat actually underestimated you."

"You are actually a kendo cultivator who crossed the seventh floor of the tribulation."