Qin Dynasty Sword Demon

"Kill who? What is this person's cultivation level?" Leng Feng suddenly raised his vigilance when he heard that he was going to kill himself. He put away the joy and excitement just now, and asked Li Jing slightly defensively.

"This person is in your Songshan Mountain. You should all know his name, and he is." Li Jing's eyes were like lightning, and the cold wind swept across the faces of every Songshan sect disciple behind him one by one, and carefully observed them listening The shocked expression that will appear after the name.

"Left-cold-Zen!".Talk about 520 free novel reading_www.shuoshuo520.com

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Looking at the cold wind, Li Jing paused from the depths of his teeth, "Left—cold—Zen!"

Hearing this name, all the disciples of the Songshan School, including Leng Feng, were dumbfounded. Zuo Lengchan, that is the dignified head of their Songshan School, and also the leader of the Five Sacred Sword School.

Even if Zuo Lengchan is not the head of their Songshan School, but relying on the cold and domineering Ice Palm of the other party and the powerful cultivation at the peak of the late master stage, everyone present will be terrified.

Leng Feng was only at the late stage of Xiantian Realm, if he was in front of Zuo Lengchan, he would not be able to fight back at all, and the other party could wipe him out with a single finger.

But now he heard Li Jing say that the person who asked him to kill was Zuo Lengchan, such words were in his ears, and it made him tremble unavoidably.

"You and I think you really don't want to live today, do you? How dare you say such lawless words?" Leng Feng 16 glared at Li Jing, obviously frightened.

"Haha, it's just Zuo Lengchan who made you like this. If I told you that the person you killed was Dongfang Bubai, you would be scared to death? Such a coward is not worthy of making friends with me, Li Jing , you don't deserve to drink this apricot blossom wine!"

Hearing Li Jing say the name "Eastern Invincible", Leng Feng and all the disciples of Songshan School were terrified.

Leng Feng frowned, suddenly a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, he nodded and said in a cold voice: "Oh, I understand, so you are sent by the Demon Sect, but this Demon Sect is also true, and sending someone to investigate must at least Send a few people with higher cultivation bases, like you, it’s not enough for me to exercise my muscles!”

Li Jing was not angry, but said with a smile: "Okay, since that's the case, then let me see how powerful Young Hero Lengfeng is! Let's see if I am overestimating my abilities or you are overestimating my abilities!"

Just as Li Jing was speaking, he had already fully felt the buzzing of the Zhanlu sword in his hand. Obviously, he couldn't hold it anymore and wanted to kill, so Li Jing's eyes flashed with killing intent, and he instantly displayed it under his feet. With mysterious footwork, his figure suddenly turned into a breeze, rushing towards the cold wind.

"Bang! Bang! Crack! Boom"

The figures of Li Jing and Leng Feng were covered by the smoke and dust rising from all directions, and the two were constantly fighting in the smoke and dust. The disciples of the Songshan School watched the fight in the smoke and dust. Although they couldn't see clearly, all the Everyone thinks that Li Jing must be the loser. His master is at the late stage of the Xiantian realm, and Li Jing is only at the middle stage of the Xiantian realm. The gap of one level is like a layer of heaven.

In the sight of everyone, the fighting in the smoke and dust stopped suddenly, and then a scream resounded through the mountain, exploding in everyone's eardrums.

Dozens of Songshan Sect disciples all trembled, thinking that they knew that the heart-piercing scream just now was not Li Jing, but their master Leng Feng.

Li Jing held the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, and the clear sword was stained red by the blood of the cold wind. Everyone's eyes were trembling, watching Li Jing approaching them step by step, his legs trembled violently.

All the disciples of the Songshan Sect had only one thought in their minds at the moment, how could this be possible?Why can a strong man in the middle of the Xiantian realm easily kill a strong man in the late Xiantian realm, and in such a short time, and there is no scar on Li Jing's body.

Therefore, dozens of disciples of the Songshan School finally fixed their eyes on the blood-stained Zhanlu sword in Li Jing's hand.

It seems that all the secrets exist on this sword.

"Brothers, don't even think about running away today. You can't blame me for this. If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being disciples of the Songshan School and Zuo Lengchan!"

Li Jing's voice was cold, full of cold murderous intent, just as he finished speaking, the Zhanlu sword in Li Jing's hand suddenly struck out, and a blood-red sword light immediately tore through the void, slashing on the thigh of one of the monks, Li Jing deliberately didn't use much strength, but blood was still gushing from the Songshan School disciple's leg. Although his life was not in danger, his leg was indeed useless.

The Zhanlu sword in Li Jing's hand was like a hurricane, constantly whirling among the crowd, one after another Songshan sect disciple was injured by the Zhanlu sword, and one after another Songshan sect disciple's crippled thigh was heavy And fell to the ground in embarrassment.

After a while, all the disciples of the Songshan School were cut in the thigh by Zhanlu's sword, and lost their attack power.

After whirling around, the Zhanlu sword returned to Li Jing's hands, and after another stormy killing, more and more blood had been absorbed on the surface of the sword.

Li Jing held the Zhanlu sword in his hand, and Shujian felt a brand new memory awakened in her mind, which made her feel shocked and joyful.

But this kind of swordsmanship is still not fully awakened, but only has a rough outline.

"It seems that the blood of these Songshan disciples is far from enough to fully awaken the swordsmanship in Zhanlu's sword. In my opinion, it is very likely that their cultivation base is too low. I think we should find some high-level swordsmen. A little Songshan sect disciple, it is best to reach the 523 master level, so as to fully awaken the memory of the Zhanlu sword!"

Li Jing thought so, so his eyes showed determination, he passed by the corpses of countless wailing and screaming disciples of the Songshan School, and then continued to run towards the top of the mountain.

After walking about tens of feet away, a slender old man with white beard stood in front of Li Jing, his eyes showed curiosity, and he said slowly: "Little brother, leave the sword in your hand, I will forgive you." You are a dog!"

"Haha, I didn't expect someone to come to your door so soon. Old brother, I don't know what your cultivation level is. If you can't even reach the Xiantian realm, I, Li Jing, have no interest! Haha!"

In fact, the moment Li Jing saw the white-bearded old man, he realized that the other party's cultivation was at the late stage of the Grand Master, but he still deliberately pretended not to know, acting like an idiot.

"Hmph, you are really not worthy of knowing my cultivation, but as the saying goes, those who don't know don't blame me, so it doesn't matter if I tell you, so you don't need to fight fearlessly!"

The white-bearded old man showed disdain, and his voice seemed extremely arrogant, "I'm not afraid to be scared to death if I say it, I am Bai Lu, one of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan School, and my cultivation is the peak of the middle stage of the Grand Master Realm!".Talk about 520 free novel reading_www.shuoshuo520.com

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Hearing what this white-bearded old man said, Li Jing pretended to be very surprised, and said in shock, "How powerful is this at the peak of the middle stage of the master realm? Is it even stronger than Zuo Lengchan?"

When the old man with white beard heard Li Jing mentioning Zuo Lengchan, his eyes suddenly froze, and he said sternly: "You dare to mention the name of the leader of Zuo without authorization, you really are a guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, I will teach you a lesson today hit you!"

As soon as Bai Lu's words fell, a three-foot green sword appeared in his hand, and his figure flashed, and it turned into a gust of wind in an instant, rushing towards Li Jing.

Li Jing's eyes showed disdain, but his face deliberately showed a particularly flustered expression. His face froze, and at the critical moment, he quickly dodged Bai Lu's attack. Bai Lu's shoulder slashed down.

Bai Lu suddenly turned pale with fright, and thought to himself that this kid actually dodged my attack, and he seemed so relaxed, what is going on, could it be that he ran into a ghost.

Bai Lu thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to take it lightly. He calmed down for a hundred years and saw that the Zhanlu sword in Li Jing's hand was about to slash on his shoulder. a sword.

"My boy, you're actually hiding something. I think you're just relying on this sword in your hand. Well, it really is a good sword, so let me see it!"

While Bai Lu was speaking, the three-foot long sword in his hand slashed towards Li Jing's Zhanlu sword.

"Boom, bang!"

The two swords intersected, and there was an earth-shattering roar in an instant. The long sword in Bai Lu's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the strong aftermath of the explosion made Bai Lu's body retreat tens of meters in an instant. Qi and blood surged in the middle, and a mouthful of thick blood was about to be spurted out.

"You? What's the situation? You're not a mid-innate realm cultivation base. How could you defeat me〃?"

Bai Lu felt incomparably amazed and terrified. Although he had seen the priceless value and supreme power of the sword in Li Jing's hand for a hundred years, he could never have imagined that he could use this sword to kill himself. beat.