Grasping Evil

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"Falling into Immortal Sword Intent!"

On all sides of the jade platform, countless old monsters suddenly stood up from their seats and looked at Venerable Sword in the center of the jade platform with unbelievable eyes!

In the ancient heaven, there are four ancient swords, and the trapping fairy sword is one of them. [;Starting]

Since time immemorial, all those who can thoroughly understand the sword intent of the four ancient swords are all terrifying sword cultivators who are invincible at the same level.

If Jian Zun understands the complete sword intent of trapping immortals, he is also a master of half-step virtual refining, and his strength should not be underestimated.

These old monsters did not see that Jian Zun only contained a hint of sword intent in the sword, rather than a real comprehension.

And the Huashen of Baijianzong who was knocked down by Jianzun from the jade platform, as soon as he recognized the meaning of the sword, he immediately turned pale, hurriedly got up from the ground, and returned to the seat of Baijianzong. How dare he attack Jianzun.

In his opinion, although Sword Sovereign is not a powerhouse of refining emptiness, but he understands the sword intent of trapping immortals, how can he be able to compete with him in the early stage of God Transformation...

"Those who want to plot against the trolls, first fight with the old man!"

Jian Zun suddenly drew his sword, and one person and one sword stood on the jade platform.

He carried an ancient pine-patterned sword, and a huge sword case behind him. His short hair was like a halberd, his white beard was flying, and his sword energy was like a dragon. He was majestic like a god!

There are countless seats on the four sides of the jade platform, and there are millions of monks, from more than one hundred first-class sects in the rain world.

Crowds of people gather here. But at this moment, no one dared to take the stage to challenge Jian Zun.

Those whose cultivation level is God Transformation or lower than God Transformation are afraid of Sword Sovereign.

And most of the phantom-refining old monsters are just self-reliant, and they didn't take the stage to fight at this moment, so as not to get the bad name of bullying the small.

After all, Sword Sovereign is only a half-step phantom refining, just a cultivator. These phantom refining old monsters cherish their feathers and will not bully a phantom.

"Hey, old man Jian, you really..." Dong Xu sighed. And Juqing was ashamed.

The relationship between Ju Qing and Jian Zun is not very good, and even the two of them have had some grudges.

But the trolls are in trouble,

However, Jian Zun thought that he was the same seven powers, and jumped out to stand out for the troll clan. This kind of righteousness really moved Juqing.

"The Sword Intent on this Sword Master does contain a trace of the Immortal Trapped Sword Intent. But it's only a trace, hum, a mere trace of the Immortal Trapped Sword Intent. It's not worth mentioning! However, it is rumored that Jiandao hides the shards of the Immortal Trapped Sword. , and the shard has been taken away by the sword god in white... The old man didn't believe this rumor, but now it seems that this rumor is true."

Above the chief, the sect master of the Bingyue Sword Sect, the Marquis of the Sword, snorted coldly, disdainful of the swordsman, but he also prided himself on his identity and did not take action against the swordsman.

But the voice of the Marquis of the Sword. But it spread unabashedly.

Many god-turning old monsters immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that what Sword Sovereign had understood was not the complete sword intent of trapping immortals.

If Sword Sovereign comprehends only a trace of the sword intent, then there may not be no one present here who can defeat Sword Sovereign.

"Is Your Excellency the Sword Master of Jiandao, huh, let this old man come and experience your great tricks!"

An old man wearing a blue sword robe, holding a green crystal flying sword. Suddenly jumped onto the jade platform and attacked Jian Zun.

This person is the suzerain of the Hundred Swords Sect, and a sword cultivator who is half-stepped.

"Sect Master of Hundred Swords Sect, Zhao Jie... Hmph, you are not my opponent!"

laugh!

Jian Zun sharply raised his sword. The ancient pine-patterned sword let out a piercing sound. Above the ten-thousand-zhang jade platform, the wind and clouds changed color, and all of a sudden, a dark blue sword light suddenly pierced out, scattered as thousands of sword light raindrops covering the sky!

"Sword Rain Style!"

Zhao Jie's complexion changed drastically, this Sword Sovereign's sword rain style was infinitely close to the power of a peeping blow!

Although he knew that Sword Sovereign should not be underestimated, he never thought that Sword Sovereign was so powerful that he was almost invincible under the practice of emptiness.

In a hurry, Zhao Jie danced the green crystal sword wildly, and performed the Baijianzong Zhenzong swordsmanship—Hundred Swords Style.

In just a moment, Zhao Jie waved hundreds of sword lights, but none of these sword lights were defeated by Jian Yu's sword rain and were defeated one by one.

Zhao Jie looked unbelievable, and hurriedly retreated, but it was too late and was besieged by Jian Yu.

But after hearing a scream, more than a dozen tiny blood holes were cut out by Jian Yu on Zhao Jie's body. With a scream, he vomited blood and flew out of the jade platform.

Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured and was defeated by Jian Zun!

"Jiandao Jianzun wins." The old man who presided over the battle announced that this person was the Sect Master of the Six Flames Sect, named Yan Xiao.

"Jianzun is mighty!" In the last seats, many Jiandao Jianxiu cheered.

"Who else wants to fight with the old man!" Jian Zun glanced at the heroes angrily.

"Jianzun is a good way, the old man, Yan Hui, the master of the Feiyan Sect, learns your great tricks!"

In the crowd, a short-statured old man with a sword jumped onto the jade platform, showing the momentum of half-step refinement, and sneered provocatively at Jian Zun.

This man is short in size, but his shot is very fast. He suddenly draws his sword and sacrifices to the sky. The sword light actually reveals the phantom of flying swallows, and the technique he uses is actually the technique of flying swords!

"Flying Swallow Style!"

The flying sword was as light as a flying swallow, and it disappeared without a shadow, showing the speed of the sword light.

Jian Zun's old eyes sank, and he didn't dare to be neglected. With a pull of the sword light, he jumped to the sky, avoiding Feiyan's sword light, and then condescendingly slashed towards Yan Hui below.

"Sword Falls Style!"

In an instant, the light of the sword was like a waterfall, like a nine-day Milky Way falling from the sky.

As soon as Yan Hui's flying sword touched this amazing waterfall-like sword light, it immediately rolled back, and countless cracks appeared on the sword body.

Yan Hui coughed up blood and raised his head suddenly.

When he saw the waterfall sword light hanging down like a galaxy above his head, he was immediately frightened, and it was too late to retreat.

boom!

The huge jade platform was shattered by this waterfall's sword light!

Jian Zun stood on the sky, and in the ruins of the jade platform under his feet, Yan Hui was covered in blood and was severely injured.

"Jiandao Sword Sovereign wins!" Sect Master Liu Yan said indifferently.

"Sect Master!" The masters of the Hundred Swords Sect immediately grabbed Yan Hui back, for fear that Jian Zun would kill Yan Hui.

hiss!

Below the jade platform, each and every one of the sects of the gods were terrified.

Sword Sovereign's strength has really reached the realm of invincible gods. Unless a real cultivator makes a move, no one can defeat him!

For a while, no other gods dared to challenge Sword Sovereign!

"Jianzun is mighty!" The kendo monk shouted even more violently.

On the seat of the chief barbarian sect, the sect master Nanmanhou looked unhappy, and instructed an old man with a sword behind him,

"It's just one and a half steps of refining the emptiness. Relying on a trace of sword intent to trap the immortal and remnant sword, it is a vain attempt to challenge a hundred sects with one blow. I really don't know how high the sky is. Lian Qin, you go and kill him!"

"Yes!"

The sword-carrying old man took a step forward and turned into a light. Appeared above the ruins of Yutai.

This person is also a half-step sword cultivator. But the momentum is not weaker than Sword Sovereign.

Jian Zun landed on the ground, staring at the old man with the sword, not daring to underestimate this person.

"Old man Lian Qin. On the order of the suzerain, I'm here to take your head!"

laugh!

As soon as the old man's words fell, the whole body exuded the shocking sword intent, the sword intent was shocking, and there was even a trace of ancient sword intent, which made Sword Master tremble!

Around the jade platform, countless old monsters exclaimed again. And when Lian Qin pulled out the giant sword behind him, the exclamations came one after another.

"This, this is... Slaughtering Immortal Sword Intent! And what Lian Qin holds, isn't it the Ancient Slaughtering Immortal Sword!"

"No. The sword in Qin's hands is not the Sword of Immortal Slaughter, but an imitation sword... But this sword contains a small fragment of the Sword of Immortal Slaughter, and its power cannot be underestimated!"

laugh!

Lian Qin Jian pointed at Jian Zun and took only one step. However, the human and the sword merged into one, turning into a huge sword light that slaughtered everything, and slashed at Jian Zun with an unimaginable sword speed.

Jian Zun's eyes were shocked, and instead of retreating, he advanced.

Sword repair duel, pay attention to momentum. If you retreat, even if it is only half a step, you will lose your momentum and lose to your opponent.

He knew that with his own strength, no matter what, he could not stop the sword power of Immortal Killing Imitation Sword, but it was impossible for him to step back!

With a sudden pinch, the sound of sword chants of hundreds of thousands of flying swords could be heard from the sword box behind him.

In the next instant, hundreds of thousands of flying swords flew out of the sword box like rain, and slashed towards the sword light that combined Qin's body and sword.

boom! boom! boom!

Thousands of flying swords were chopped into pieces, and each flying sword was at least a pill-level flying sword, the strongest, even a flying sword with half-step virtual treasure!

This is Sword Sovereign's biggest trump card, releasing hundreds of thousands of flying swords, even if the real Vulnerability Refinement Powerhouse will have a numb scalp and retreat for one or two.

puff!

After smashing nearly 200,000 flying swords, the sword light of Killing Immortal Imitation Sword was finally broken.

Even Qin Meng vomited blood, his eyes were terrified, he was chopped into flesh by the remaining 300,000 flying swords, and he died tragically on the ruins of the jade platform, and the primordial spirit did not escape!

"so close..."

Jian Zun breathed a sigh of relief and took Lian Qin's Immortal Killing Sword into his hands, still having lingering fears.

If he hadn't used his biggest trump card, he probably wouldn't have been able to defeat Lian Qin.

"Jiandao Sword Sovereign wins..." This time, the Six Flame Sect Master, who had cultivated in the virtual world, changed slightly, and was obviously shocked by Jian Sovereign's crazy sword-fighting skills.

hiss!

The monks onlookers were shocked by Jian Zun's crazy sword-fighting skills.

With the help of the power of the sword box, 500,000 flying swords can be fired at the same time. Except for the Void Refining Old Monster, who can take the blow of the Sword Master!

On the seat of the Barbarian Daoist Sect, the Marquis of the Southern Barbarian was furious. He never imagined that the Sword Master would be able to slaughter his Barbarian Daoist people in front of the Hundred Sects in a mere half-step!

"Whoever dares to kill me, court death!"

The Marquis of Nanman jumped up to the jade platform, with a sturdy figure, strong and mighty, with a claws to Jian Zun, his aura suddenly dissipated.

With the imposing aura sweeping through the ruins of the Jade Terrace, no matter how powerful Sword Sovereign's trump card is, it can only deter the monks under Lianxu.

Jian Zun dared to kill the people of the Barbarian Dao Sect on the spot. As the Barbarian Dao Sect Master, Nan Manhou naturally couldn't swallow this breath, and he had to teach him a lesson no matter what!

"not good!"

Jian Zun lost three people in a row, his mana was greatly damaged, and his realm was far lower than that of Nanman Hou, so he couldn't take Nanman's claws at all.

Under the strong momentum of Marquis Nanman, Jian Zun only felt that his breathing was stagnant, and he could not compete at all.

Nanman wants to kill Jianzun, and he will die!

Seeing that Jianzun was in trouble, Dong Xu and Ju Qing naturally couldn't sit still, how could they see Jianzun die for the troll clan?

Both of them sacrificed the magic weapon of their life and attacked the vest of Nanmanhou.

Nanman felt the attack from behind, and his shot couldn't help but stagnate. He turned his claws into his palms, slapped Jianzun in the air, and turned around suddenly, sneering at Dong Xu and Ju Qing.

"A mere group of half-step refining, dare to provoke this marquis, court death!"

boom!

The Marquis Nanban slammed into the air, shattering countless voids, and the sword master was holding the sword across his chest, but he still couldn't stop the peeping palm. Spitting up blood.

Although Dong Xu and Ju Qing were dangerous and rescued Jian Zun, they were targeted by the Nanman Marquis.

Nanman Hou Fang turned around, and without saying a word, shot at Dong Xu and Ju Qing with two palms.

The vast palm force swept away, and Dong Xu and Ju Qing all vomited blood. It couldn't stop Nanman's attack at all.

"A few ants in mere mere ants. You dare to provoke this marquis!" Nanman Marquis disdainfully said.

"Although the old man is an ant, what are you? You don't know. This troll clan is sheltered by one person." Jian Zun gritted his teeth.

"Shelter? The troll clan's protector you're talking about is Zhou Ming?" The Marquis of Nanban had also heard about Ning Fan's killing of the Shile King and the Chitian Palace Master. At first glance, he heard Ning Fan's prestige. fear.

But on second thought, it is not just his Barbarian Dao Sect that is targeting the troll clan, but more than a hundred forces.

Among these forces, including the Barbarian Dao Sect, there are a total of eleven Refinement Sects. Among them, there are many people who ask the emptiness and rush the emptiness.

In the view of Nanmanhou, Ning Fan is more powerful. It's not powerful enough to fight against the emptiness, so naturally they don't dare to come to help the trolls.

Naturally, he was no longer afraid of Ning Fan.

"Humph! Even if there is Zhou Ming to protect the troll clan, so what! I am waiting for a hundred sects here, with Zhou Ming alone, it is absolutely not my opponent, not to mention that he will never come. The three of you. Don't scare Ben. Hou, go to hell!" Nanman Hou's eyes turned cold, and he pointed out, the fingers were divided into three, and they attacked the three statues in three directions.

Jian Zun, Dong Xu, and Ju Qing were all seriously injured at this moment. How to block finger force...

After the giant cage, Feng Xueyan, who had always been silent, saw that his father was in danger of falling, no matter how hard it was to calm down, he left eager tears, babbled, but no one could understand.

She is just a little mute, she can't even beg the sect master of the savage way to spare her father's life...

"Islander!"

"Sword Sovereign!"

"Patriarch!"

The countless masters of Dongxu Island, Sword Island, and Troll Race were all in a panic, but no one could save the three.

boom! boom! boom!

Three fingers slammed on the ruins, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky, making it impossible to see the battle situation in the smoke and dust.

But you don't have to think about it to know that the three seriously injured are definitely dead due to the force of the Nanman Marquis.

"Don't look at it, Jian Zun, Dong Xu Zun, and Ju Zun will all die." Sect Master Liu Yan announced the result of the battle.

"Hmph, it's natural! This Marquis personally shot, if you can't kill even three and a half steps of Refinement, wouldn't it be a waste of life!" Outside the dust, Nanman Marquis disdainfully said.

On the seat of Lanling Sect, King Lanling closed his eyes indifferently, and did not care whether the three were dead or alive. In his eyes, no matter how strong the three were, they were still ants. If the ants died, what would he do with him?

He came to the troll clan only to get the troll slate and Feng Xueyan. He already has a six-winged slate in his hand, and if he gets another troll slate, he can make Feng Xueyan translate the ancient slate scriptures...

The ancient scriptures of two slates may be enough for his deity to heal.

On the seat of the Ghost Eye Clan, You Gui Hou said with a sneer, "The eight immortals of the Troll Clan are really calm, the leader of the clan is about to die, and he doesn't want to show his face... hum!"

He looked coldly at King Lanling, still not forgetting his deep hatred with King Lanling.

It's just that You Guihou is also conspiring against the troll clan at this moment, and before he wins the troll clan's slate, he will not tear his face with King Lanling.

When Slate comes into existence, he will settle the old accounts with King Lanling!

At the seat of Wu Zong, the deputy sect master Wu Tian was looking at the ruins of Yutai with cold eyes, and was suddenly slightly surprised that he had received the sound transmission flying sword from the sect master Wu Muhou. As soon as I heard the content of the flying sword, I immediately looked at it with fear, and my face was bloodless!

"Vice Sect Master, what happened?" Several Wuzong elders asked in confusion. As the deputy suzerain of Wuzong, Wu Tian was an old peeping monster who didn't change his mind, but he would be horrified by the content of the sound transmission flying sword.

These Wuzong elders could not imagine what could scare Wu Tian like this.

"The sect master ordered us to evacuate the troll clan quickly... We must never swim in this muddy water, because..." In the second half of the sentence, Wu Tian was too frightened to say it at all.

Because, there is a devil who makes Marquis Wu Mu dare not disobey, and is rushing to the troll clan to stand up for the troll clan!

On the seat of Nirvana Valley, Yuan Xiu, the Valley Master of the second realm of golden body, looked at the direction of the smoke and dust from the ruins of Yutai, and suddenly trembled for no reason!

That kind of trembling is the oppression from the body refining realm!

Under the smoke, there was something that spread out a terrifying aura of body refinement, which made Yuan Xiu feel instinctively fearful!

On the seat of the Scarlet Demon Sect, the Sect Master Scarlet Demon King looked in the direction of the Marquis Nanman and licked his tongue. The emptiness in the body is ready to go.

Even the troll clan leader is dead. Now, who else can the troll clan hinder the hundreds of sects from grabbing the slate and Feng Xueyan?

"Ugh, who's there!"

On the seat of the Rain Palace, an alchemist with a glimpse of the virtual cultivation. Suddenly got up. Looking at the ruins of the jade platform scattered with smoke and dust, he said in amazement.

This person is the head of the Yangtian Temple, named Zheng He, a rank five peak alchemist.

This Yangtian Temple. It used to be under the jurisdiction of the fourth prince of the Rain Palace, but because the Yuntian Jue sword executed the fourth prince, the Deyangtian Palace lost the shattered seat.

The reason why Zheng He came to the troll clan was not to fight for a slate, but to find Ning Fan.

He searched for Ning Fan, because it was rumored that Ning Fan's alchemy technique could be ranked eighth in the rain world, and he refused to accept it!

As a fifth-rank alchemist, Zheng He was very sensitive, and he was the first to detect the strangeness in the smoke and dust of Yutai.

Above the ruins of Yutai. The smoke gradually dissipated, revealing three seriously injured figures, it was the three.

Although Jian Zun and the others were seriously injured, they did not die under the finger of the Nanman Hou, which was a big surprise to everyone.

"Why didn't these three people die?" Some sect monks asked in surprise.

"Look. What is that!" Some monks noticed the changes in the sky.

In the sky above the jade platform, I do not know when, a huge golden ancient sword appeared!

The ancient sword did not know when it appeared, three people stood on the hilt, and two women stood on the sword. At the tip of the sword stood a white-clothed youth with indifferent eyes, asking the Void-level spiritual thoughts to spread far away.

The young man in white raised his hand lightly, and in his palm, he grabbed three fingers!

Those three finger strengths were clearly issued by the Marquis Nanman, and were used to attack Jian Zun and the other three.

The young man in white blocked the Nanman Marquis's three fingers with one hand, and his cultivation base was naturally much higher than that of the Nanman Marquis.

Obviously, the reason why Jian Zun and the other three were not dead was precisely because the young man came to the rescue.

"Who are you, dare to stop this marquis from killing...Aren't you afraid of offending my hundred sects!" Nanmanhou was about to question the young man, but the next moment, his whole body began to tremble.

Because there are many Inner Sea monks on the four sides of Yutai, who have already recognized the identity of the person who came here, countless exclamations resounded through the Northern Liang Kingdom!

"Zhou, Zhou Ming! He's Zhou Ming! He's here, he's actually here!"

And King Lanling, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ning Fan in disbelief, "Wen Xu's aura?! How could this ant break through Wen Xu in such a short period of time? Could it be the rumor that he suppressed the Lanjiao clan? Really?!"

When he met Ning Fan for the first time, he was only in the realm of God Transformation... It's been a long time, but he has broken through the question, how is this possible? !

Back then, when Emperor Yu ordered King Lanling to teach Ning Fan a lesson, King Lanling disdained Ning Fan because he despised him...

The ants that he despised have grown to this point... How is this possible? !

Outside the ruins of Yutai, Nanmanhou couldn't restrain his violent heartbeat, his vest was sweating, and his hands were shaking...

"What! Is he Zhou Ming?!"

He asked himself, but no one answered. There was only a sense of life-and-death crisis, which suddenly swept through the whole body of Nanmanhou.

The Marquis of Nanman raised his head timidly and met Ning Fan's cold eyes.

"Didn't you just say that the deity does not dare to come... The deity is here!"

laugh!

The figure of Ning Fan suddenly disappeared from the tip of the sword, and a feeling of trembling immediately spread throughout the entire body of the Nanmanhou.

How did the Marquis Nanman know that Ning Fan had shot him, and if he shot him, he would have killed him, otherwise he would not have trembled so much!

Nanman is in chaos: Lunatic, this is a lunatic! He was so bold that he killed himself in front of a hundred sects!

Does he want to stand out for the trolls and fight a hundred sects alone? !

But the Southern Barbarian Marquis, who had a dignified glimpse of the virtual cultivation, couldn't even see Ning Fan's figure...

Is this the world of difference in the strength of the two!

Marquis Nanman was so frightened that his face was bloodless, he hurriedly flew back, and asked for help from the seat of the Scarlet Demon Sect closest to him.

He understands that it is absolutely impossible to save his life by himself!

"Friend Equator saved me, and I would like to give it to you with 'Cultivation Pill' afterwards!"

"Xu Man Dan?!"

The Scarlet Demon King, who was originally not on the road with the Nanman Marquis, heard such benefits, jumped up, and sneered to save the Nanman Marquis.

He naturally saw Ning Fan's aura of questioning, and had heard of Ning Fan's vicious name, but he was also a questioning, so why would he be afraid of Ning Fan, who is also a "wenting"?

He escaped very quickly, but he had only just escaped halfway, when suddenly his eyes were startled.

However, on the retreat of the Marquis Nanman, Ning Fan's figure appeared like a ghost, and it was shot with a palm.

The seemingly ordinary palm has the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea, which is completely comparable to the physical cultivation blow of the third realm of the golden body.

The Marquis Nanman was shocked, but he couldn't avoid the palm shadow at all, and he was caught by the palm shadow.

boom!

With just one palm, a hundred thousand miles of void was shattered, and the demonic energy shook the sky, while the Nanman Marquis had no bones left, and he died without resting his eyes!

Even when he died, he couldn't believe that he would be killed instantly by Ning Fan with a single blow!

"How, how is it possible?! Even if this person is a cultivator of Xu Xu, it is impossible to slap to death and peep at Xu!"

The Scarlet Demon King realized that it was not good and wanted to return to his seat, but it was too late.

Ning Fan's murderous gaze had already locked him on.

"Want to leave? It's too late!"

As soon as he raised his hand and performed the technique of fixing the sky, countless blood lines immediately scattered from the Scarlet Demon King's body, setting it above the sky.

Due to the gap between the two's cultivation, the Red Demon King was completely immobile as soon as he was frozen!

"This... what kind of spell is this?! Ah!"

Before the Scarlet Demon King could react, he saw Ning Fan's ghostly figure appearing in front of him, raised his hand and slapped it towards the Scarlet Demon King Tianling, and wanted to slap his entire body into a mist of flesh and blood.

As for the primordial spirit of the Scarlet Demon King, it was easily captured by Ning Fan, and he didn't even need to search for his soul.

hiss!

The millions of monks present were all gasping for air and trembling with fear.

In the blink of an eye when Ning Fan appeared, he actually slashed two Lianxu? !

Lanling King's eyes were shocked again, even if he shot the Scarlet Demon King and Nanman Hou, he would definitely not be able to be as easy as Ning Fan!

"Impossible! Are the ants in this sub-district stronger than this king?!"

And in all directions of the jade platform, suddenly there were several voices of scolding from those who refine the emptiness.

"Bold madman, dare to kill people in front of my hundred sects, court death!"

In the huge cage, Feng Xueyan, who was sitting helplessly on the ground, saw that his father was not dead, and that Ning Fan appeared, his nose suddenly soured, tears fell, and his heart was silently moved.

"It's my brother-in-law..."

He really came, even if he was hostile to the hundred sect powerhouses, he did not hesitate to come.

"Why are you crying? With my brother-in-law here, no one can hurt you."

boom!

Ning Fan raised his hand, smashed the giant cage, grabbed Feng Xueyan with one hand, stood on the sky, and glanced coldly at the hundred sect powerhouses under his feet.

"The deity is here, who dares to fight me!"

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