Chapter 442 Broken Halberd and Sinking Into the Sand (Please Recommend and Ask for a Monthly Pass)

The speed of the knife light is not only far beyond the limit of human eyesight. Even the spiritual senses of the many seventh-level powerhouses around him can only sense a little trace, and the details are unknown.

A few streaks of white light were only fleeting, and soon they were absorbed into Zong Shou's sleeve.

When Yuan Jiuchen's head flew up, he didn't know he was dead. It wasn't until he rolled several times in the air and saw his headless corpse that he showed consternation, panic, and despair.

Then the other end fell to the ground, and was immediately trampled into flesh by thousands of horseshoes in the fierce battle!

Ji Lingzi next to him roared even more, full of unsure of himself.

This is the Xuantiewenshanjia! It's called the eighth level, but it's actually comparable to a magic weapon's spiritual weapon! How could it be crushed so easily?

He had expected Tan Qiu to have mastered the ultimate sword intent. When the iron cavalry confronted each other, their strength would be unbelievably strong, enough to influence the outcome of the battle. That's why he and Yuan Jiuchen were equipped with this kind of sect treasure, in order to resist the impact of Tanqiu.

But what are those white lights? Why is it so easy to cut this Xuantiewenshanjia open? How is this possible?

In Zong Shou's eyes, the look of disdain only flashed past, and then he returned to normal.

The scarlet red sword in his hand swung out again, slashing through the gap exposed after Yuan Jiuchen's death.

At this moment, Zong Shou finally felt a huge thought coming from a distance, intending to break through into the illusion.

The torrent is huge, with a bit of anxiety, wishing to completely crush the small space!

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Zong Shou chuckled again. In other words, with so many sixth-tier elite disciples, how could the Tailingzong not care?

It's just that at this moment, it's too late!

Twenty years ago, Cangshengdao died in the hands of the Tailingzong, how many heroes died?

To let these people go, even if Zong Shou wished, the nine hundred Dao disciples behind him would never be willing!

I am about to comfort the heroic spirit with these 1,600 heads!

Strongly resisting the pressure of the hun thought, with a single mistake of the sword light in his hand, he directly took the head of a celestial Wuzong who was caught off guard!

Zong Shou's figure also passed the desperate Ji Lingzi. Like a peerless sword, it broke into the cavalry of Zixiao Sword Cavalry!

The scarlet red sword in his hand swung again, extremely brilliant and brilliant. And when the sword light came out, the sword was broken and the armor was cracked, bringing up pieces of blood rain!

The shadows of the blades intertwined, making continuous 'clanking' sounds, and countless sparks bursting out with strength.

Sword and sword cut each other, armor collides with armor. The moment the two cavalry teams completely merged, it was as if two torrents of metal collided in one place. The hissing of the Silverscale Windwalker and the Purple Winged Lizard can be heard everywhere.

This time, the nine hundred red swords were swung in unison, thick and majestic as a mountain, and cohesive as one.

Every time it fell, there was a dull and piercing metal impact! Nine hundred sword lights, only a few times to slash. Just cut these more than a thousand Zixiao sword riders into two halves!

And when the two cavalry finally staggered past. On the ground, there were already nearly nine hundred corpses lying down. All armor is broken, and the body is incomplete. There are also some purple-winged lizards and silver-scaled windwalkers who are still alive and wailing loudly. The dazzling plasma almost completely dyed the small piece of ground red.

There are eight hundred and sixty-four of them, which are the Zixiao Sword Cavalry of the Tailing Sect, and the disciples of the Tailing elite who are mixed in it.

On the side of Cang Sheng Dao, there are more than forty of them.

When the whole cavalry, after a gorgeous change of direction. Zong Shou looked at the corpses silently.

In this battle, he still couldn't do it after all, so that all his subordinates survived.

But these forty people should be the last sacrifice.

And behind him, dozens of Cangsheng Dao disciples all had red eyes.

Those who died in the battle just now were all ordinary Xuanlong warriors. Half of the Daoist soldiers of these sects died because of their swords!

I also know why. Among the Xuanlong warriors of the common people, most of the Taoist soldiers' potential has been exhausted, and it is impossible to make a breakthrough, but they have a bright future, they can advance to the seventh and eighth ranks, and even step into the gate of immortality——

Only in this way, it makes people's hearts throbbing even more, and the five internal organs are on fire!

I feel ashamed and angry, and there is a heavy pressure on my shoulders.

In this life, if there is no achievement, how can we survive the death of these fellow students. If you don't kill one or two Tailing sect disciples, how can you be worthy of their spirits in the sky?

And on the opposite side, the remaining purple armor knights, who had less than 800 remaining, had no courage to turn back and fight after the first attack, and fled frantically towards the exit on the other side of the Black Spirit Valley Road.

Zong Shou, however, was not restless. First of all, he was not in a hurry, and organized the cavalry formation while running.

Only then did it accelerate violently! Follow away.

At this moment, Ji Lingzi's expression was more than ugly. Just when those King of Han subordinates withdrew just now, he finally thought of the function of this upside-down phaseless array.

Not only can it prevent the spiritual sense of the strong sect from penetrating, but also make them hallucinate in front of them.

——In their eyes, so are the purple winged lizards under their crotches!

I didn't feel it when the cavalry collided with each other before, but at this moment, they always walked abnormally from time to time.

There is obviously a flat land in front of you, but when you look at it, there will always be a bump. Or simply a rock appeared in front of my eyes. Sometimes the result is the exact opposite, completely hiding those obstacles and avoiding their perception.

The speed of the entire cavalry team has never been able to be raised to the extreme. On the contrary, behind him, the 800 living Xuanlong warriors were constantly chasing after him!

If this continues, they will be caught up sooner or later! Will be slaughtered from behind by these common people's mysterious dragon warriors!

With a howl of unwillingness, he turned sharply. The entire cavalry team, within a short period of time, miraculously completed the turn.

But at this time, the eight hundred and fifty scarlet iron cavalry also arrived in front of them. The sword light turned into a dragon, smashing their formation to pieces!

The eight hundred and fifty scarlet swords were also swung in unison again, and they all slashed down. After the piercing sound of metal being cut, blood and flesh splattered everywhere! Countless armor fragments flew everywhere.

When the eight hundred and fifty scarlet cavalry stepped over hundreds of flesh and blood corpses again, none of them died.

There are less than two hundred disciples of the Tailing Sect remaining! And most of them have been damaged by their mounts!

Zong Shouyu made the fifth-order silver-scaled wind stepping beast under him gradually slow down, and then turned around with an indifferent expression.

At this time, the majestic thoughts in the sky became even more restless and crazy. The intention came here, but it was constantly blocked by another force that was not inferior to it, or even superior, making it impossible to succeed.

It's just that the lingering lingering thoughts also seep into this upside-down and phaseless person from time to time, which makes people feel frightened.

Zong Shou didn't care at all, and lifted the red giant sword in his hand again. Far away, he pointed to the surviving Tailing Sect disciples and Ji Ling who was still alive.

"——Among you are waiting, if there is one who is willing to put down his weapon and swear to leave the Tailing Sect. Today I will talk about Qiu, and I will spare my life!"

At that time, Lingzi only felt extremely stuffy in his chest, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

This kid is too deceitful! He also said this sentence before, but Tan Qiu actually only changed a few words and said it as it is!

But at that time, he was confident. But at this moment, he is panicked like a bereaved dog!

In addition to despair, or despair!

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In the sky, there were a few explosions from time to time, and in the heavy rain, countless thunderbolts flickered.

Fang Wen and Han Fang could no longer survive in the gap between time and space. With Shi Ruolan, they returned to the cloud realm together.

"I think that Qiu Yunzi is going crazy in a hurry."

Fang Wen looked into the distance, and saw patches of dark clouds in front of him, which he couldn't see clearly. But for him, it is not difficult.

The place where Han Fang and Qiu Yunzi fought was in that cloud of thunderclouds, and there were constant roars, each time getting crazier and louder.

In just a few fights, that small piece of time and space seemed to be collapsing. Every time, it stirs up the situation and shakes the world.

It also made him completely ignorant of the mystery, which made Fang Wen sigh endlessly.

As far as he knew, Han Fang was a powerhouse at the peak of the divine realm. Now, he is the pinnacle of the ninth rank——Lingwu Zun, the pinnacle of powerhouses in the cloud realm.

However, after stepping into the fairyland, one still needs to pass through the spirit realm, the fairyland, before entering the divine realm!

But if these three realms are subdivided like the three realms of human, earth and heaven, there is a gap of nine ranks!

Sure enough, the difference in strength is to an unimaginable level.

"If it were me, I would be anxious too! The 1,400 Zixiao Sword Riders here alone are almost one-third of the number of Tailingzong. If the two hundred disciples are damaged, it will hurt even more." And vitality, it can almost become a fault in the Tailingzong, and I don't know how long it will take to make up for it."

Han Fang stood with his hands behind his back. After hearing the words, he smiled and turned his head: "It's better not to look at it. If you look at it too much, it will affect your mood. If Tan Qiu is here, he knows the sword spirit, or he may be able to understand it."

Fang Wen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't feel any dissatisfaction, and he stopped looking, and turned to look down.

"The upside-down and phaseless formation laid down by Grand Master Uncle is really worrying! Although it blocked Qiu Yunzi's spiritual consciousness outside. But you and I can't see through it now. I really don't know what's going on inside. What happened?"

"Why worry about that?"

Han Fang shook his head disapprovingly: "From the moment the King of Han withdrew his troops, Junior Brother has already had a certain chance of winning! The way of sword is psychic, he is unparalleled in the battle, and there are seven alien species from heaven and earth, no matter what descendants of the Tailing Sect I just need to worry about the loss of my Cangshengdao disciples, how much it will be. These are really talented talents. They planned to try a little or two, and came back after a little experience. They didn't plan to succeed. Planting willows and willows into shades, brother Zong can really overthrow the cloud and settle this matter—”

While talking, Han Fang suddenly let out a surprise and looked up into the sky. ! .