Chapter 217 blaming
A disciple of Huabingjing Sword Pavilion was directly torn in half, and the spirit in his body was also absorbed cleanly. This scene made the disciples of Tianya Sword Pavilion, who were trapped around him, feel chilled.
Mu Zifeng smiled, which was more terrible than a giant beast. The wings behind him stretched out, ten meters long, and the two colors of blue and purple reflected each other. With a slight agitation, he exerted an amazing speed.
The light flashed into the team of innate disciples, hesitated to pass by the death sickle and passed by those disciples. Countless screams sounded, and the disciples who were divided into two made heartbreaking desperate sounds.
"Let's break up, break up." An ancestor of the warlord's eyes were bleeding, "Call the cabinet master to return quickly, and you can't stop the catastrophe."
The innate disciples gathered together to avoid giving up, but more than 200 ancestors were still killed. Mu Zifeng's starlight flying wings are more lethal than magic weapons. With the help of invincible speed, the ancestors of the innate realm are not even as good as ants in his hands.
The strength of more than 200 ancestors was absorbed by the Taoist species and transformed into the growth nutrients of the seedlings. Suddenly, they saw that the stems of the seedlings continued to rise, and soon reached nearly three meters, and the leaves also began to stretch around.
What Princess Tianmo is right. No matter how many ancestors are in front of absolute power, they are vulnerable. Under the double blow of the two, Tianya Sword Pavilion began to panic and everyone was in danger.
"Who the hell are you? Aren't you afraid of our cabinet master's revenge for killing people in my Tianya Sword Pavilion? Left and right guardians, do you also have a word?" An ancestor in the middle of the war trembling and roared, and behind him came out two helpless middle-aged men.
"Two seniors, we know that we are invincible, and please explain your intentions. The cabinet owner is indeed not here. His old man has visited the Royal Sword Pavilion. If you have anything assigned, our two guardians have the right to issue instructions. A slightly fatter protector pulled his face. They were all old guys who had lived for two or three hundred years. Naturally, they guessed that the two people in front of them did not come to kill for no reason. No one wanted to do such a thankless thing.
"Very good. From now on, the Tianya Sword Pavilion will no longer exist, and all of you will be merged into my Seven Swordsmen. Those who do not accept it will be killed without mercy. Mu Zifeng's words had a murderous opportunity. With a wave of his hand, 14 golden armored zombies flew out, forming an arc formation to confront the other party's ten chemical ancestors.
The breath emanating from them suddenly made everyone lose the last trace of resistance.
"It's comparable to the humanoid killer of the military realm. There are so many secrets in this legendary king, and it's getting more and more fun." The soul of the demon princess was also secretly surprised by the breath of those golden armor zombies, but her face did not show any strange color.
"You have no choice. Whoever resists is a dead end. You don't want to be perfunctory and want to submit for the time being. I want to plant cursed seeds in your bodies, who will resist the local killing. Mu Zifeng's fierce eyes swept over the ten chemical ancestors and pointed to the slightly fat protector and said, "You come first."
"The seed of the curse?" The guardian's face was frightened, and the first in Qimen martial arts was the curse. This technique was extremely vicious and cruel. Once he was cursed and controlled, he would completely lost himself and become a loyal slave in front of others, even worse than a dog. Moreover, this kind of strange martial arts is very difficult to understand and practice. It can be said that there may not be a great success among 100,000 people, but once the cultivation is completed, its power is also a terrible mess.
"Kill." Mu Zifeng saw that he hesitated a little and immediately gave instructions.
Fourteen golden lights flashed, and those golden armored zombies shot at the same time.
The protector of the military wanted to avoid it, but he had lost his courage, and his momentum was severely suppressed. As soon as he left, he stopped abruptly and his body was stabbed and shattered.
Mu Zifeng took a step forward, lined up on the other party's forehead, and sucked the other party into a mummified corpse. The energy in the body of an ancestor of the Huabingjing can be equal to nearly 100 innate ancestors, so the seedlings of the spiritual tree in his heavenly cave are still growing.
The rest of the people wanted to escape but couldn't escape, because the wings on Mu Zifeng's back were gently instigators, and a whirlwind blew, which was sharper than the magic weapon. No one was confident that he could escape his killing.
"As long as you are loyal, I will not torture you." With the help of a murderous intention, Mu Zifeng was a little relieved. The only remaining guardian sighed and knelt down in the air, "Brothers, sisters, don't do any more fearless resistance."
"You bastards, even if you die, they won't surrender." The disciple of Huabing Sword Pavilion, who had been shouting, suddenly rushed to Mu Zifeng, and his breath swelled and blood splashed everywhere. Unexpectedly, he performed the secret of self-harm and fought for his life.
Before Mu Zifeng took action, a gust of fragrant wind blew, and Princess Tianmo took action first. Then thirty-six magic swords were moved, which were shrouded in three talent arrays. Just face to face, the desperate ancestor was hanged by the sword light.
"The demon gave birth to death the sword array. Unexpectedly, she had begun to understand the sword array and had a slight success. Being able to control 36 magic swords in one breath shows that her soul power is still quite strong.
Mu Zifeng thought this was normal, but the disciples of Tianya Sword Pavilion even had the heart to die. Even their cabinet owner could not control 36 magic swords in one breath and form a powerful array. This man and woman seem to be extremely perverted, one more difficult to mess with.
Deadly, no one shouted anymore.
Mu Zifeng took two steps forward, walked to the protector, stretched out his finger, and a little snake-shaped rune penetrated into the other party's heavenly cave, and he saw his whole body twitching and falling to the ground constantly rolling. Red gold blood light and black ink airflow on the body blended with each other, and a sad ghost cry made people goose bumps all over their bodies and their minds were about to be swallowed up.
In just a moment, a small snake-shaped rune appeared in the eyebrows of the protector, and finally disappeared into the heavenly cave. And he also stopped suffering, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity. Mu Zifeng bowed his head and went to his predecessor to worship him.
Mu Zifeng just nodded. In fact, he was also quite nervous. After all, the curse was too domineering. It was not long before he realized that he could barely condense the dragon curse talisman, and the power of the rune was particularly weak. Fortunately, his soul is dozens of times stronger than the elder of the war, so it is enough to control him.
This is a real curse, a successful martial art. The ancestor of the chemical soldier, who was still lucky, is completely dead at this moment, because once they show any hesitation and dissatisfaction, they will be killed immediately.
The remaining eight chemical ancestors were cursed, but Mu Zifeng himself was not feeling well. He was a little dizzy in front of him. Obviously, his soul power was consumed too much.
The ancestors of Tianya Sword Pavilion have been controlled, and the disciples of those natural and human realms dare not disobey at all.
"Princess Tianmo, summon those people in. We will put a killing array before the cabinet owner returns and wait for him to enter the urn." Mu Zifeng secretly decided that after everything was done, he would cultivate his soul wholeheartedly and understand the curse. Judging from his current soul power, he can only control up to ten chemical ancestors, which is the limit.
The Heavenly Demon Princess crushed a piece of notes, and soon the ancestors gathered around the periphery.
"Brother, how many of them?" Yun Zhongzi couldn't help asking doubting when he saw the eight chemical ancestors standing respectfully beside Mu Zifeng like domestic slaves.
"They have been subdued by the king, and from now on, Tianya Sword Pavilion will be merged into the Seven Killing Sword School. Seven Kill Princess, you arrange for them to collect all the disciples here first. When the Lord of Tianya Pavilion appears, we will kill them to death.
A powerful Tianya Sword Pavilion was so subdued. The seven-kill princess dared not think about it. If it goes on like this, it seems impossible to destroy the Royal Sword Pavilion. However, the overall strength of the Royal Sword Pavilion is not a little stronger than that of Tianya Sword Pavilion, but several times better.
No matter how powerful the legendary king and the demon princess are, they can't resist the attack of the ancestors in five fields. This is an immutable reality.
To deal with the owner of Tianya Pavilion in the field, it is not enough to rely on more people alone. Sometimes it is much easier to play a good play than to fight blindly.
The whole Tianya Sword Pavilion was replaced by a dynasty, and everything was quickly suppressed. Mu Zifeng and others lurked and waited for the arrival of the great enemy.
About three days later, Mu Zifeng, who was in retreat, was first awakened, "What a powerful breath." He has killed the ancestor of a field, and the strength of that person is less than one-third of the owner of Tianya Sword Pavilion, and the gap is very huge.
Princess Tianmo also looked solemn and serious.
"It depends on how much function those pieces can play."
In the Tianya Pavilion, eight ancestors of chemical soldiers stood there with panic faces and dared not breathe. Opposite them sat a man dressed as a scholar with an eight-character beard and a fan in his hand violently stirred a few times. Suddenly, he closed it up and said coldly, "Which strength is? Who killed my three chemical ancestors and hundreds of natural disciples in a row? So many of you have no power to fight back. It's simply a A group of waste.
The murderous air emanating from his body formed a gust of wind blowing in the hall, cutting everyone's skin like a blade, causing blood marks on their bodies.
The right guardian quickly bowed and said in a trembling voice, "It's the tiger-winged king of the royal sword pavilion."
With a click, the dragon chair was crushed into pieces. The owner of Tianya Pavilion stood up and his eyes were like electricity. "It's impossible. It's not long before I arrived there. How could they insert a knife behind our back?"
"The cabinet owner doesn't know that the seven-killing princess, the head of the seven-killing sword faction in the wilderness, is the sister of the tiger-winged king. I heard that their ancestors wanted to marry the seven-killing princess as his concubine in order to flattering a god-changing ancestor of the Dayan Sword Sect. Unexpectedly, a group of uninvited guests came to the desperate land. They seemed to be from the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect. They integrated all the sects in the desperate land in a short period of time by supreme means. Although the Tiger-winged King was powerful, he not only did not take any advantage of it, but was also hunted down by the other party.
"Lord, the tiger-winged king is vicious. He led the disaster to our Tianya Sword Pavilion and made us his scapegoat. That group of people were very powerful. One of them raised his hand and killed our three disciples of the chemical soldiers. If it hadn't been for the Tiger Wing King who wanted to kill, it would have been only a ruin left in the Tianya Sword Pavilion at this moment. The more the right guard said, the smoother it became, and the rest of the chemical soldiers' disciples also showed a righteous and angry look at the same time, as if they hated the royal sword pavilion.