Chapter 191 Dialogue of the Strong

The guardian of the sacred wood is made of the branches and branches and leaves of the legendary Xuantian Kingdom. After being immersed by special drugs, it can be attached to the human body and differentiated into a phantom that is as solid as the human body.

Unless it is a blow from an air-killing boxer or swordsman, no one below the air-extinction level can break through this holy wood guard.

As soon as she heard that she had an invincible split, Yuwenchan was like a child who got the most desired toy. She jumped excitedly and rushed to the group of swordsmen.

At first glance, when they saw these two identical Yuwenchan, the swordsmen were shocked. However, they soon recovered and continued to attack Yu Wenchan with sword spirit.

Yu Wenchan jumped high, and the holy wood guard split blocked in front of her, blocking all the sword spirit that attacked her for her.

Even if this split is temporarily invincible and has suffered so much sword spirit, the shadow has faded a little.

Those swordsmen clearly saw that the one behind Yuwenchan was the real body, but no matter how they aimed at the target, their sword spirit could only hit this split.

"Drink!" Yuwenchan approached the swordsmen who were still sending out swordsmanship at him. A fierce claws scratched their throats and chests, and pieces of blood and internal organs fell from the sky. The disgusting and bloody scene made many swordsmen who saw this scene pale and almost nauseous.

Yu Wenchan's killing rose, and even her phantom split followed her to wantonly kill the swordsman who was close to her. Being close to Yuwenchan, the swordsman's swordsmanship could not be used at all, and he could only be slaughtered by Yuwenchan.

Yu Wenchan kept opening her teeth and dancing her paws, and the blood flowers flew up. It didn't take long for more than 300 swordsmen to become the souls under Yuwenchan's claws. Occasionally, several swordsmen who saw a bad opportunity and quickly escaped deeply imprinted the shadow of Yu Wenchan, the female demon, in their minds, and became the root of their nightmares.

"Is this the end of killing?" Yu Wenchan wiped her hands stained with blood and foreign bodies and reluctantly returned to Ninglingxi: "It's really not enjoyable."

As she spoke, Yuwenchan wiped her hands on her clothes and dried them. Even so, the blood stains on Yuwenchan's hands are still very eye-catching.

Ning Lingxi's psychological endurance has been greatly improved, and now she is a little numb to the killing of Yuwenchan. Yu Wenchan blinked her eyes and looked at her carefully: "Good sister, do you have any holy wood guards? Give me as much as you want. It's really enjoyable!"

Ning Lingxi rolled her eyes at Yu Wenchan: "This is my amulet, very precious. If it hadn't been for your danger, I wouldn't have been willing to waste it like this. Do you want more? Then you can find my grandfather by yourself. But I guess he only has one or two left at most.

Yu Wenchan's face couldn't help showing disappointment: "Well..."

Suddenly, she became excited again: "If there is more next time, you must give it to me!"

Ning Lingxi: "..................."

Ling Yunxiao, who was high in the sky, smiled evilly: "Brother Liu Xian, I'm losing a lot this time."

Liu Yangqing looked at Ning Lingxi and Yu Wenchan with a solemn expression. After a long time, she said, "It turns out that these two girl are also so good, and I actually made a blind eye. Although the girl in red has no fist and sword spirit, she can stimulate her physical strength to a level that ordinary people can't achieve. This is the first time I have seen such a boxer. And the little girl in green actually has such a domineering amulet, and her family is not simple!"

Ling Yunxiao sneered and said, "It's too late to ask your men to stop. You can't afford to provoke the boy from the Holy Kingdom. Do you know why your Qinglan Sect can only rank third in the Xuantian Kingdom?

Liu Yangqing was quite unconvinced: "Why?"

Ling Yunxiao looked at Liu Yangqing with a joking face: "That's because you, the master of a clan, always limit your eyes to Xuantian and don't understand the outside world at all. This is Zhao Jingtian's information. Let me lend it to you as if I save more incense for the swordsman of Xuantian.

Liu Yangqing took a piece of letter paper from Ling Yunxiao to convey the message, but just looked a little, and his face suddenly changed a lot: "How can this...be?"

Ling Yunxiao looked at Liu Yangqing with pity: "Nothing is impossible. The murderous spirit on this boy is the heaviest I have ever seen. Twenty or thirty thousand people died at his hands, I absolutely believe. Fortunately, I know that he didn't come here this time to be bad for our swordsman, otherwise, I don't know whether to kill him myself.

Liu Yangqing's face was blue: "Are you still thinking about that plan? Let the whole swordsman of the Xuantian Kingdom obey your orders, and then destroy the boxers of the whole Holy Kingdom? Don't be delusional!"

Ling Yunxiao groaned and sneered: "Look, if every boxer is as strong as Zhao Jingtian in the future, the swordsmen of our Xuantian Kingdom will be destroyed by them sooner or later. You should know that now the whole continent is respected by fists, but our Xuantian Kingdom is respected by swords. Do you think we will be far from the day of extinction?

Liu Yangqing gritted his teeth unwillingly: "Is the boxer really as strong as you said? Even if that boy, if it hadn't been for Zhang Yan and your son, how could he be the opponent of my ten elders of Qinglanzong?

Ling Yunxiao looked like he believed it or not: "Look for yourself. Within a quarter of an hour, your ten elders will be killed or injured."

Liu Yangqing stopped saying anything and turned his eyes to the only battle point in Shunzhou: the confrontation between Zhao Jingtian and the top ten elders.

The swords are flying wildly, and they echo each other and are impenetrable, just like a net that keeps weaving, putting Zhao Jingtian in the middle.

Zhao Jingtian naturally did not hold these swords hard enough to carry these swordsmanships. He used the exquisite fire boxing technique Tianang fire net to transform his fire boxing into a fire net and put himself in the middle first.

Although the five elements are compatible with each other, it must be the five elements of the same strength. Zhao Jingtian's fire power has been baptized by the fire dragon pool and has three kinds of fires. His fire power is strong enough to compare with a marrow-level fire boxer. How can the sword spirit of these five jade-blood swordsmen break his Tianang fire net?

"Break!" Zhao Jingtian shouted, and countless flames flew towards the ten elders, like a meteor shower. The sky gradually darkened, and Zhao Jingtian's flame lit up the sky, allowing people to clearly see their fighting.

"Drink!" The top ten elders shook their swords, and the tip of the sword transformed countless shadows and scattered Zhao Jingtian's flames one by one.

Zhao Jingtian naturally would not give these elders a chance to breathe. He looked at the opportunity, and a ghostly movement flashed in front of an elder and punched the elder in the head.

The elder was stunned and quickly raised his sword to stab Zhao Jingtian's heart. The sword was longer than the fist. He thought that when this sword passed, Zhao Jingtian either dodged or was stabbed to death by him, and there was no possibility of attacking him again.

Unfortunately, the elder's calculation was wrong. His sword did stab Zhao Jingtian's heart, but as soon as the tip of his sword touched Zhao Jingtian, he used great power on the sword to crush his sword!

At the same time, Zhao Jingtian's fist rudely smashed the elder's head. The elder didn't understand why Zhao Jingtian's chest was so hard that his sword could not be pierced.

Ling Lanheng snorted disdainfully: "Idiot, even my mountain cutting is broken on this armor. What kind of broken sword do you want to pierce the second brother's armor?"

Seeing the tragic death of their companions, the remaining nine elders couldn't help but be angry. The nine people crazily used a large-scale lethal sword skills, and a fierce giant sword spirit hit the roof where Zhao Jingtian stood, smashing the surrounding houses into powder.

Unfortunately, Zhao Jingtian had already left that place. These guys consumed a lot of sword spirit and at most smashed these rooms to vent.

"Is it fun to smash? Humph, it's my turn!" Two flames beat in Zhao Jingtian's eyes, and the fire power of his whole body ran to the extreme!

"Meteor Fire Rain!" With Zhao Jingtian's violent shout, the sky where the nine elders stood was red, and a large area of fire rain fell on them crazily!