Chapter 11 Momentary Magnificent

(first update! Collect it, brothers!)

Sushui Jianzong, together with Zhai Li, has four Jindan sword practitioners and more than 200 disciples, so that such strength can join the top ten. Of course, it is among more than 50 small sects in this sandwich area stretching thousands of miles.

Zhai Li's face was rough and gloomy. After making the decision to attack the British Fire Sword Sect, the people under the door poured out, stepped on the light, and galloped all the way towards the rain.

The dark clouds above their heads rolled and the thunder collapsed. They only dared to fly dozens of feet high. The cold wind was like a knife, which made their cheeks hurt, but they could not stop their fighting spirit from rushing and burning.

Sword cultivation is not afraid of fighting!

Zhai Li witnessed the robbery above his head and was completely sure that someone was crossing the disaster, and his murderous intention in his heart gushed out like a tide. His eyes were firmly locked in a piece of lightning in the distance, where Yuluofeng was the location of his sworn adjutsu and Sword Sect.

A few days ago, the outer disciples were killed, which made Zhai Li extremely angry. He never thought that such a weak sect of Yinghuo Jianzong dared to sneak up his disciples.

This is challenging your own sect and provoking your authority!

But when he thought of the mysterious teenager, the mysterious bell-shaped magic weapon, Zhai Li's heart was clear, and his mind was much clearer. He was not afraid, but he felt tricky.

Unknown, sometimes it is the most horrible.

Everyone buried their heads and flew away without saying a word, but the awe-in killing intention on their bodies became stronger and stronger. The whole team was like a bow slowly pulling open, a bow of murderousness.

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling surged into Zhai Li's heart. He immediately stopped and waved his hand to stop the pace of the team, looking a little gloomy.

It's not just him, but everyone else has a dangerous feeling in their hearts. They have rich combat experience and almost instantly concluded that this is locked by divine consciousness!

Fu Cong came forward and whispered, "Master, the reason why I didn't dare to come forward to investigate just now is because of this person." He was one of the elders of Sushui Jianzong. In the early days of Jindan, he was an old man with small eyes.

Zhai Li thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "This place is still 5,000 feet away from Yuluo Peak. Can this divine consciousness cover so far? Let's keep moving forward and be careful."

With a wave of hands, the team set off again!

At the top of the jade fall peak, Zhang Yan's consciousness fed back all the information and a sneer appeared on his cold and handsome face.

Zhang Yan immediately ordered Bai Luo to cross the disaster with everyone here, and his own body shook, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and disappeared in an instant.

If you don't listen to the warning, then I will meet you conspiracy!

Sushui Jianzong's team stopped again, but this time it was stopped by a teenager.

The young man's clothes are hunting, his appearance is handsome, and his hands are standing empty, but there is a magnificent atmosphere around him.

Wreate!

Fu Cong's face became ugly. He recognized that he was the teenager in front of him that day. He stunned more than 30 disciples, including himself, with a bell-shaped magic weapon!

He looked ugly and gritted his teeth: "Master, that's him!"

Zhai Li also saw Zhang Yan. Hearing Fu Cong's words, he took a deep breath and sneered, "He is alone to fight against more than 300 of us, plus four Jindan Jianxiu?"

Fu Cong said, "What does the suzerain mean?"

Hang!

A snow-like flying sword appeared in his hand, and Zhai Youyou smiled: "Naturally kill him!"

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The rest of the disciples of Sushui Jianzong shouted in a low voice with a condensed look, but there was a strong sense of war burning in their eyes.

There were disciples in the team who were stunned by Zhang Yan and Yixuan, but at this time, they faced Zhang Yan, who stood alone in front of them, without a trace of fear, and their whole body was like a beast who wanted to choose people to eat.

The swordsman who entered the combat state is a group of crazy people who are not afraid of everything in the world!

Zhang Yan quietly observed the team in front of him and looked at the four Jindan monks at the front. His eyes were calm and waveless. He had decided that they dared to do it later, sacrificed Yi Xuanzhong, stunned them with Hong Zhong's countless big moves, and made a quick decision.

There are many other spies nearby. Zhang Yan's divine consciousness has been locking everything in the range of 5,000 feet. Naturally, he knows that these spies are here to inquire about the news.

Zhang Yan ignored them and didn't even care that they were staring silently around. He stopped the people of Sushui Jianzong and didn't intend to hide anything.

Qu Feng is the elder of Shenmu Jianzong. As one of the first elders of the sect, he himself is a monk in the middle of Jindan, so he dares to come to the rain and fall to investigate the news of the disaster.

However, what shocked Qu Feng was that when he had just arrived at the range 5,000 feet away from Yuluo Peak, he was suddenly locked by a powerful divine consciousness. When he was surprised to find that there were two groups of people standing against each other thousands of feet away.

One person faces the confrontation situation of more than 300 people!

But Qu Feng did not feel anything wrong. He almost saw at a glance that the teenager's strength was unfathomable, and even he had concluded that the power of divine consciousness covering 5,000 feet must be the teenager's!

Is he the swordsmanship in the later period of Jindan?

Qu Feng was a little in a trance, and his eyes fell on Sushui Jianzong. When he saw Zhai Li coming out with his disciples, he was shocked again. Is Zhai Li taking such a big battle to take the opportunity to destroy the Yinghuo Jianzong?

Qu Feng can become the elder of Shenmu Jianzong. Naturally, he is not stupid. Seeing the scene in front of him, he has guessed everything. He did not move, nor did he dare to move, because the teenager's divine consciousness locked him from beginning to end.

In order to show that he is not malicious, or to sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, the style of Qu, which is famous for his domineering temperament in the sect, is surprisingly meek and silently watching the battle.

Almost dozens of sects living in this crevice have come. These people's minds are almost the same as the style of music, and they are all ready to watch the battle.

"Who are you?"

Zhai Li's eyes were like electricity, and he looked at Zhang Yan coldly.

Although his consciousness is not as good as Zhang Yan, everything nearby is still seen in his eyes. When he sees the top ten other sects, his heart can't help sinking.

Sushui Jianzong is a sect that ranks at the bottom of the top ten sects. It has been overwhelmed by the other nine sects, and he is worried that he will take away the top ten titles by other sects. Life is very difficult. Today, it is also a matter of fighting to kill the British Fire Sword Sect. But at this time, if you are seen by other sects, will you take advantage of your two fights and make profits from it?

Thinking about this, Zhai Li gave up the intention of fighting without saying a word and spoke out.

Zhang Yan thought about it and seemed to see through Zhai Li's mind and said, "I don't have time to delay you. If you surrender now, I will tell you the name."

Surrender? We swordsmen only want to die in battle. Who will surrender?

Zhai Li smiled contemptuously and knew that it could no longer be eased. The flying sword in his hand trembled softly and sounded through the sky.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Everyone couldn't wait for it.

Are you going to do it? Before the wind came to his senses, he saw that when the people of Sushui Jianzong sacrificed nearly a hundred flying swords, endless golden light suddenly gushed out of the teenager's body, and the light was like wolf smoke, piercing the dark clouds above his head!

Then, a clear cry sounded, and a small bell with yellow light suddenly appeared in the teenager's hand, and the teenager's white fingers gently tapped three times on the clock.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Like the sound of pine waves, the unparalleled bells suddenly rolled up.

The wind only felt a buzz in his mind, lost his mind, and the foreground objects in his eyes were spinning. He couldn't see anything clearly and hear nothing. His whole body fell into a muddle-headed state, blank.

I don't know how long it took, the wind woke up quietly. In a blink of an eye, the chill in his heart instantly filled his whole body, and cold sweat brushed down.

Nearly 300 people of Sushui Jianzong, plus four Jindan monks, all fainted to the ground!

How can it be!?

The wind almost exclaimed, and his face had become shocked. His calf was trembling, and there was only one thought in his heart. Leave here and leave this horrible teenager...

He is a swordsman in the middle of Jindan and a swordsman who has been practicing hard for nearly 200 years, but in the face of the strange scene that had happened in the blink of an eye, he was actually scared!

Afraid?

This is unique in the cultivation of the sword!

Other detectives hiding around also woke up at this time. After witnessing the battlefield, the situation was similar to the style of music, and even worse.

The strength of the teenager is very horrible, and the means are even more unpredictable. Now all the monks of Sushui Jianzong are sleeping on the ground like being swept away by ghosts, and the defeat has been settled.

If the teenager is a person of the British Fire Sword Sect, if the robbery cloud above his head also comes from a monk of the British Fire Sword Sect who is crossing the disaster...

Everyone dared not think about it, and an idea poured into their minds uncontrollably.

The weather is going to change!