Nan Lingsha withdrew her gaze.

At this time, she saw Zhu Minglang's palm, and his palm was covered with sword patterns radiating with the light of green blood!

After taking a look at the sword spirit dragon again, it finally drank the last trace of blood, from the tiger's mouth of the sword master Wen Mengru, and just like the blood that slid on the sword spirit when Zhu Minglang practiced his sword every day.

Many times, the man in front of him gives Nan Lingsha a feeling of elegance and easy-goingness, even restrained and distracted, but at this moment Zhu Minglang, his eyes are like flames, which makes people unable to look directly at.

His temperament changed tremendously with the spread of the sword pattern. He was so heroic that he was fierce and fierce...

"It's better to see your true face." Nan Lingsha shook her head and said that she didn't plan to choose any other opponent.

Since these people are all for Zhu Minglang.

Then Zhu Minglang will solve it himself.

Moreover, Nan Lingsha also knew that it was actually a bit unnecessary for her to come to protect him.

All you have to do is just watch...

"good."

"I thought I would never be able to take a sword again in my life, but Mo Ye's existence changed everything again."

Zhu Minglang said to Nan Lingsha that these words were more like they were saying to him.

Two sneaky figures have arrived at the peak of the tomb, behind the general's colossus.

One of them actually held a black sword in his hand, which was shrouded in dark mist, and at the same time it enveloped Zhao Wu in a strange shadow.

He was approaching Zhu Minglang.

He was also staring at the sword spirit dragon in the air.

Zhao Chen was a little behind, but there was a bone dragon in front of him. The bone dragon was extremely evil, and it seemed even more terrifying in this cemetery.

In terms of body size, the bone dragon is not huge, but people on the wall can see that it is a skull dragon dragon king!

It's the lord again.

Those who dare to climb to the highest mountain of this tomb seem to have the strength of this monarch!

The two royal brothers were determined to attack Zhu Minglang, so they were unwilling to waste their energy and entangle with the sword spirit dragon.

They are very close to Zhu Minglang!

Finally, Zhao Wu took the lead in taking action.

His body was like a night dove, and he quickly flew over the general's statue. The black sword in his hand even further formed a black wind sword energy, making his move more rapid and weird!

At the same time, I wish Minglang's palm lines were extremely bright.

Knowing that there was murderous intention behind him, Zhu Minglang did not turn around. He stretched out his hand and exclaimed:

"Sword Spirit Dragon - Sword Awakens!"

The sword spirit dragon flew in the air, and its sword body was so hot that it had just been taken out of the furnace.

It flew towards Zhu Minglang.

It flew into Zhu Minglang's hands!

Zhu Minglang held it firmly, and in an instant, a sword force swept across the circle with Zhu Minglang as the center.

This sword is not a breath, but more like a heat wave released from the furnace. You can see the hot and hot air falling into the earth like a sky fire, surging and surging, magnificent and terrifying!

The sword shroud was wrapped around Zhu Minglang's arm.

The sword patterns on the palm echo the texture on the hilt of the sword, and the green blood inscription sealed in the sword is completely awakened at this moment!

However, the power no longer bursts purely on the sword spirit dragon.

The sword spirit dragon and Zhu Minglang are already one. The blue blood soul seems to wake up from Zhu Minglang's soul. The ancient sword is vast, but it is on Zhu Minglang's body!

"I'm for the mayfly."

"The sword is Tianhong!"

Zhu Minglang moaned, but at this moment he slashed gorgeously behind him!!

He made the sword cleanly and neatly without any change, but this sword style was too familiar to him, as if it was imprinted in his soul, so that in the eyes of others, Zhu Minglang was like standing quietly with a sword...

But he had already drawn his sword, and the sword force he cut out was like dawn and the moonlight in the dark night.

The black sword Zhao Wu who came to raid was dull in front of Zhu Minglang, and his actions came to an abrupt end when the slash passed by him!

Stagnated there, a red mark appeared on his chest.

Suddenly, the blood mist squirted wildly, and the people around could even hear the sound of the blood spurting out, which was extremely terrifying.

The black sword fell from his hand, and Zhao Wu knelt on the ground, buried his head, motionless, but blood continued to spew out of his chest, dyeing a large area of ​​black soil in front of him red.

"Ka!" The general's colossus suddenly cut off at the slashing upward trajectory.

The huge general's colossus, its legs and parts above the legs are sliding apart.

"boom!!!!!!!"

The general's colossus fell, causing a shock to the Nine Army Tomb Mountain.

On the wall, tens of thousands of people felt a chill of souls at the same time.

The largest stone statue standing on the General’s tomb mountain, which was like a symbol, was cut off by a sword!!!

And this person is the one who provokes all geniuses of power - Zhu Minglang!

The Mausoleum Mountain is towering among the Nine Army Tombs, and Zhu Minglang is standing at the highest point at this time. He stood there as if he had never taken action, but the simple slash of the back shocked hundreds of thousands of people in the imperial capital!!

...

The wind is gently rolling, shaking hair.

It was clearly like a rainbow, but the airflow around it was still as quiet as before.

Wen Mengru couldn't calm down for a long time. She could feel the power of that sword, but this sword was so fast that even Feng could not react at all!!

When practicing sword, you first practice sword style.

That is, the sword is strong enough and fast enough to allow the airflow to be driven, forming a strong sword wind whistling by.

But Zhu Minglang's sword clearly tore open Zhao Wu's chest and cut off the general's statue. It was so powerful that it could produce a storm due to the sword's strength, but there was no air wave, but it did not cause the wind breath to be disordered...

Wen Mengru took a deep breath.

She clenched the sword in her hand slightly. Although the tiger's mouth was still painful, as a swordsman, such injuries were nothing.

Sword Master, not only will he cultivate his cultivation.

It will also be in the sword realm.

People with a high level of realm can compete with the king-level strongman even if they only use the main level cultivation level.

Wen Mengru asked her sister why she had a good cultivation level but lost so miserably. Her sister told her that Zhu Minglang's sword level was extremely high. If her cultivation level could be further accumulated and improved, she would not even be Zhu Minglang's opponent.

However, at that time, Zhu Minglang was only seventeen years old.

She didn't know what the sword realm was before.

Now that she knew, she wanted to know how different she was from him!

Wen Mengru walked towards the highest point of Tomb Mountain.

Since Zhu Minglang holds the sword again.

Then she should fight again!

"Perhaps, as he said, it is impossible for us alone to defeat him, but I will not give in to some things!" Huo Shangjun said in a deep voice.

Ye Guang from Shenfan Academy glanced at the wound on his shoulder.

Not very deep.

Similarly, he stared at Zhu Minglang.

In Shenfan Academy, no one is more dazzling than him...

In this imperial capital, there is no one!

He once again climbed the tomb mountain.

At the same time, other powerful people who were self-reliantly strong also went up the mountain together.

What Zhu Minglang wants is that all of them will get out. Now he has shown great strength. The best way to deal with it is to join forces to solve Zhu Minglang first!

How could so many spiritual resources from power be given to Zhu Minglang alone?

Only by killing Zhu Minglang can they slowly fight.

The genius of power is dissatisfied.

More people are people, I don’t want to mourn Minglang to take over!

For a time, all the powerful disciples, eldest disciples, chiefs, or people who have always had their strength hiding, flocked to the tomb peaks!

Zhu Minglang's sword has made everyone realize that he is the biggest threat.
Chapter completed!