Chapter 133 The Emperor's Celestial Clock

The power of this sword is terrifying, it seems that under this sword, even the world will be broken.

Chu Yan's eyes were attentive, watching this scene closely. Chu Yan's sword took the road of speed, while this Liu Sirong's sword took the heavy road, which was the exact opposite of Chu Yan.

However, Liu Sirong's sword has indeed reached the realm of small success of a heavy sword, and its power is amazing!

At this time, seeing the appearance of Liu Sirong's sword, Wang Xing's face finally showed a look of shock. Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and his eyes stared at the slow sword.

Although the big sword was still a dozen paces away from him, and the speed was extremely slow, at this time Wang Xing had already felt a huge pressure, which made his body stiff, and it was difficult for him to move. a feeling of.

"The Emperor's Celestial Clock... Now!"

Wang Xing's eyes were round, his face was full of blue veins, and the infuriating qi on his body had been violent to the extreme. Then, behind him, a group of black light emerged, and a group of phantoms slowly appeared. It was actually a huge golden bell. !

tom! tom! tom!

As soon as Wang Xing's golden bell martial spirit appeared, it rang out a magnificent bell that rang through the heavens and the earth.

Every time the bell rang, the advancing great sword not far away would tremble slightly, but it was still moving forward, stabbing Wang Xing as always.

The next moment, Wang Xing stretched out his hand, and the golden bell martial spirit behind him suddenly fell from the sky, covering Wang Xing's body straight.

At this time, Liu Sirong's great sword had already been crushed...

boom!

tom...!

The huge sword slammed into the golden bell outside Wang Xing's body. Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded, and the violent energy swept in all directions, bringing bursts of flying sand and stones. submerged!

"Ah? I can't see it, who won?"

"Senior Sister Liu's sword is so powerful, that Wang Xing is dead!"

"No... I think Wang Xing's body protection Jin Zhong seems to be very powerful, maybe it's a tie!"

"Yes, Sister Liu's martial skills and spirit are restraining that Wang Xing, it is impossible to lose..."

"Look, look, the dust and mist disperse..."

"..."

Among the three large groups of people, various discussions and speculations arose, and it suddenly became noisy. At this moment, in the middle area, the dust mist that enveloped the two of them gradually dissipated.

The two figures slowly emerged from the dust and fog...

At this moment, Wang Xing smiled and waved his hand gently. Suddenly, the golden bell covering his body slowly rose and returned to the air.

On the other hand, Liu Sirong, who was opposite him, was stunned, his eyes were slack, and he was stunned.

Yes, under the collision of one sword and one bell, in the end, her sword did not break through Wang Xing's golden bell, and it shattered with a bang.

Her last move was also taken over by Wang Xing. So far, three moves have passed.

clang! clang! clang!

Just when everyone in the three major sects was disappointed, Wang Xing had already taken action.

I saw, raising his hand and pointing, the golden bell martial soul behind him made a huge bell tolling, and circles of white light sound waves visible to the naked eye condensed into substance, and suddenly circled towards the sluggish Liu Sirong.

"You... have been... defeated, so... do...!"

Wang Xing's eyes were shining like stars. When he opened his mouth, he spit out every word, followed by the roar of the golden bell behind him. Every word sounded, but a bell rang.

And Liu Sirong opposite him, when Wang Xing drank every word, his body would suddenly tremble.

"Since... all...!"

As Wang Xing finished speaking, Liu Sirong's originally bright eyes gradually dimmed, and his pupils spread out, as if he was under a special kind of control. One stroke!

puff!

The blood flies cheap, the head rolls off!

Liu Sirong committed suicide!

"what!?"

"How could Senior Sister Liu commit suicide!?"

"This... what kind of exercise is this? It can actually control people's minds?"

"terrible,

This Wang Xing is not only a strong body refiner, but also has a soul-like musical instrument martial soul, which is... too strong."

"..."

After Liu Sirong fell to the ground, there were bursts of exclamations from the Xueyue Pavilion crowd, and the old face of the leader of Xueyue Pavilion suddenly turned ashen, and after a few loud shouts, another female disciple walked out of the crowd. .

Obviously, this Xueyue Pavilion disciple was named by the elders of the sect, and his strength is definitely not weak.

What surprised Chu Yan was that Liu Xuerong, who had just died in battle, was already extremely powerful. Could it be that Xueyue Pavilion is stronger than her among the disciples of Qi Refining Realm Fifth Layer?

"If we fight like this, my three major sects will be defeated!"

The ninth prince, Su Xing, looked at the female disciple of Xueyue Pavilion rushing towards Wang Xing, and said faintly.

"Unfortunately, if there is no rank restriction, if Senior Brother Chu comes on the stage, he will definitely be able to kill this blue-clothed sect's Wang Xing"

Sun Jie blushed and said angrily.

Chu Yan gave a wry smile, nodded to the two of them, and said, "Yes, I have absolute certainty to kill this Wang Xing, but unfortunately my cultivation base..."

In fact, Chu Yan couldn't help it for a long time. When the first disciple of the Blue Clothes Sect killed three people in a row, Chu Yan wanted to play. However, this kind of sect challenge stipulated the limit of cultivation.

With the cultivation of Chu Yan's Qi Refining Realm 8th Layer, it is definitely not allowed to kill disciples with low cultivation.

In addition, including the disciples of Lingtian Sect, the other three major sects have internal disciples present, and with their cultivation base, it is not difficult to kill several disciples of the Blue Clothes Sect who just appeared.

However, including Chu Yan, these disciples with high cultivation are all limited by this regulation and can only be anxious.

While thinking about it, the female disciple who was named by the elders to play later in Xueyue Pavilion was indeed not weak, and she fought Wang Xing for a hundred moves, but there was still no winner.

But after a hundred battles, the battle between the two finally changed.

Although the female disciples of Xueyue Pavilion are not weak in practice and martial arts, their consumption of infuriating energy is obviously too great.

On the other hand, Wang Xing of the Blue Clothes Sect, Lien Zhan and the three of them are still full of true energy, and the more they fight, the more brave they are.

After another ten moves, Wang Xing saw an opportunity, a collision, knocked the female disciple of Xueyue Pavilion to the ground, spurting blood.

However, this time, Wang Xing finally did not kill, watching the female disciple struggling to get up from the ground and returned to the formation.

"Who else?"

Wang Xing took out an elixir from his arms and threw it into his mouth, his eyes swept across the three major sects, and he shouted in a deep voice.

This time, none of the three major sects came out.

After the two battles just now, everyone saw it in their eyes, and after secretly comparing, they all shrank their necks.

Immediately, the direction of the three major sects fell into a dead silence again.

Mad Bull Army General Zhong De's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and the flames in his eyes were burning.

Since the sect battle, more than a dozen games have been played.

"Humph! It really is a trash kingdom, it's all trash!"

Seeing that no one was fighting, Wang Xing shouted loudly, and in the eyes of the three major sects and the mad cow army, he turned around and returned to the main formation of the Blue Clothes Sect.

shame!

Absolute shame!

The dignified Luoyang Kingdom's tens of thousands of troops, plus the tens of thousands of disciples from the three major sects, have been defeated by the Blue Clothes Sect for more than a dozen games in a row, and no one dares to fight!

Today's battle, if it spreads in the Hongye Empire afterwards, it is estimated that hundreds of kingdoms will despise the Luoyang Kingdom.

At this time, Wang Xing had already walked back to the formation, and then bursts of cheers came out.

Under the cheers, everyone in the Luoyang Kingdom lowered their heads involuntarily, feeling extremely aggrieved in their hearts.

Boom!

Suddenly, everyone felt that the ground under their feet trembled slightly, and in shock, they all looked up.