Chapter 141 The Power of the Red Sword!

"Haha, where did the stupid boy come from? He dared to come to fight against the evil faction in the early days. It's really interesting and interesting!" As the sound came out, the disciples of the evil sect also slowly came out.

These are the four monks in the later period of Jiedan. They should all be disciples of the evil sect. It happened to be a shift time just now, so there will be a short gap outside the mountain gate.

Now that they have just turned to work, they saw a little monk attacking the mountain gate of his evil faction, and they failed to break the mountain gate. Instead, they were injured by the anti-earthquake force, which made the four of them stunned and extremely ridiculous.

"Hey, boy, where did you come from? With your cultivation, we don't bother to catch you! Maybe after arresting you, the elders in the door will blame us for arresting people indiscriminately.

"Yes, the little monks in the early days of Jiedan also dared to attack my evil faction, and no one believed it. You'd better come from somewhere. Don't waste our time!"

The four of you mocked Wang Ping word by word and didn't pay attention to this matter at all.

Wang Ping suddenly felt embarrassed, and his anger was even stronger. Standing up, Wang Ping directly scolded, "Let your suzerain get out of here. If I don't kill him today, it's hard to understand my hatred."

After hearing Wang Ping's words, the four people looked at each other in contempor and finally came to a conclusion at the same time: there is absolutely something wrong with this boy's head!

If the person who came is not a little monk in the early days of Jiedan but a great power, they will attach great importance to it and immediately notify the elders of the door.

But this man is just a little monk in the early days of Jiedan, and it is clear that he has just entered Jiedan, and he can't even master the five elements of magic power. For such cultivated people, they can easily deal with it themselves, and there is no need to inform the elders.

"Kid, I'll give you more time for three breaths. If you don't leave after three breaths, don't blame your grandfather for taking action!" The guard shouted impatiently.

He is really afraid of the monk in front of him. Once he is also a disciple of the sect, once he kills him, and the elders in the family will definitely hand him over in order to calm people, which is not worth it.

He has a low status in the door, so he naturally has to act cautiously!

Wang Ping shouted angrily again: "Don't talk nonsense and let my father go quickly, or I will wash your blood today!" Wang Ping has Lin You's red sword in his hand, and he also has confidence in his heart. In his mind, the evil fighting faction is at most a god monk, and the reason why he can catch his father is that they are numerous.

Wang Ping was sent away by Wang Lin at a very young age. Naturally, he did not know the strength of the top sect in the middle. However, according to his guess, no matter how strong he is, he will not surpass the moon worship. The moon worship is the top force in the southwest, but the top in the middle!

Wang Ping provoked again and again, and these guards finally couldn't stand it. They looked at each other and immediately took action!

The four monks are all in the late period of Jiedan, and the joint efforts are about to reach the completion of Jiedan. Four people and four red spiritual swords are shot out, dancing like red fire snakes in the air!

"Destroy!" The four people shouted in unison, and their gestures changed again. The four red spiritual swords were combined into a hundred-foot-long red snake!

The red snake screamed, and its tail rose high and fell fiercely! The tail of the giant snake is divided into four forks, and the four forks are the red spiritual swords of these four people!

This blow is enough to kill Wang Ping. If Wang Ping no longer uses the red sword, this blow is enough to kill him.

Wang Ping did not intend to use the red sword so early. According to his idea, he should first kill a few little disciples in the foundation period, kill all the way to the evil faction and finally use the red sword to defeat the god to save his father, but none of this did not follow his expectations.

A sword did not cut open the mountain gate, and it turned out to be four late Jiedan monks!

Wang Ping's heart sank and took out the Red Soul Sword without any hesitation! When the Red Sword was taken out, an extremely strong blood gas immediately dispersed. The hundred-foot giant snake in the air immediately roared, which was not a provocative roar, but a roar of fear.

The red sword appeared, and the body of the red python immediately disintegrated. After the light flashed, it turned back into four spiritual swords.

The Red Sword is the hegemon in the sword. The evil spirit, murder and blood are all dispersed, and the four spiritual swords retreated one after another, making a low whining sound.

The four people's faces changed, and they didn't even think about it. They immediately unfolded the sound charm until they were definitely not the opponent of this person, and perhaps insisted that they were definitely not the opponent of this fierce sword!

The red sword is extremely powerful. Holding it in his hand, Wang Ping's eyes flashed two fine light, and his heart was also full of confidence. He was just a little monk in the early days of Jiedan, and he didn't understand the feeling of transforming God's power. He knew that the god was powerful, but he had never had a specific measurement. When the red sword was in his hand, he also had unprecedented self-confidence, absolute self-confidence in his heart!

"Haha, wait for the boy, give me your life!" Wang Ping laughed and cut out a sword, and a hundred-foot-long red sword immediately appeared in the sky.

The sword spirit was so fast that even Wang Ping himself did not react, the four Jiedan monks had already landed on their heads. The next moment, blood spewed out along the neck and dyed the earth under the mountain gate!

"Haha, I see who else can stop me!" Wang Ping laughed again and set up a escape light and flew directly into the evil sect. He didn't exert force at this blow just now. It seemed that the instinct of the red sword could easily kill the Jiedan monk.

"Come out and die!" Wang Ping laughed wildly and killed one person in one step. By the time Lin You went to the hall of the evil sect, he had killed more than 100 monks, among which countless elixirs were built, and even two Yuanying monks were killed.

Wang Ping killed a blood road, and every time he waved it gently, the sword spirit of the red sword itself was automatically cut out, and no one was his enemy!

When Wang Ping was about to enter the hall, four strong breaths finally appeared. These four people were all gods, two of whom were in the early stage of becoming gods, one in the middle period of becoming gods, and one in the latter period of becoming gods.

After the four appeared, Wang Ping gradually put away his smile, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit and confidence in his heart. The more he uses the Red Sword, the more Wang Ping knows about it. Now he is just gently urged. If he is urged with all his strength, the Huashen monk can also be killed!

At the same time, the more he learned about the power of the Red Sword, the more shocked Wang Ping became. He remembers that this is the red sword condensed by Lin You in the later stage of foundation-building, that is to say, Lin You can easily kill the god monk with his later stage of foundation-building cultivation!

This level is no longer what he can understand. Now as long as he knows that there is a red sword in his hand and a divine soldier in his hand, that's enough. The purpose of this trip is very simple. Kill all the running thieves and save their father Wang Lin!

After the four appeared, their faces did change slightly at the same time. The cultivation of the comer was not afraid. In the early days of Jiedan, they could kill him with a breath. But the red sword in this man's hand is indeed a little too powerful, and what puzzles them most is that this sword is not a magic weapon at all, but just a magic power!

What they really fear is not the people who come, but the people who use the magic power of this red sword.

"Kid, what are the hatred between you and me fighting against the evil faction? Killing more than 100 disciples of my fighting evil faction, do you know that you have committed a heinous crime? Today, you killed 100 people from the evil sect, and no one in the whole Fanjie can protect you!"

"However, I know you are not the mastermind. As long as you always tell who instructed you to do this, I can spare your life!" The speaker is the old man in the late period of the chemical god. He is the head of these four people and the three elders of the evil fighting faction!

He will not believe that this is just a farce of a little monk Jiedan. Not to mention that he can't get the magic power of the fierce sword at all, let alone dare to fight evil with a sword alone.

The strength on the surface of the fighting sect is already a strong man. Even if this sword is strong, it is absolutely not as strong as a monk. He came here to die, which is naturally unreasonable.

But he didn't know that Wang Ping didn't know any Dongxu monk at all. He just wanted to save his father.

"Stop talking nonsense and give my life to the young master. If you don't hand over my father, I will destroy your family!" After saying that, Wang Lin cut out another sword, and this sword used all its strength.

A sword passed, and a trace of blood red flashed on that day. The next moment, the two early monks standing in front of the gods unexpectedly fell to the ground!

When they died, they didn't expect that there would be such a fast sword light. They couldn't defend themselves and died immediately without even feeling the pain!

The three elders' pupils shrank, and he still underestimated the red spirit sword, which was stronger than he thought.

But... this sword always has a limit. When a sword was cut out just now, the light of the Red Spirit Sword also dimmed.

The three elders raised the corners of their mouths and shouted directly, "All disciples are obedied and take him down."

The disciples of the fighting sect immediately left, and thousands of monks rushed to Wang Ping crazily. In an instant, the whole sky was full of magic weapons and magical power!

This scene was a little too spectacular, and Wang Ping had to fight back and kill it before they took action. After all, he only has a sword to kill people, but his cultivation is too low to stop the blow of these people at all.

As long as he is hit, he will die immediately............

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!" The sound of explosions in the sky kept coming out. Every time Wang Ping waved a sword, he would kill more than a dozen people and waved them out one after another, staining half of the sky!

In just half a column of incense, Wang Ping has killed more than 500 disciples, including more than a dozen Yuanying monks! However, Wang Ping did not find that the light of the Red Sword in his hand was getting darker and darker, and there was not much energy left!