The sword energy was scattered and split.

The true energy in the body of several masters Qin reached its extreme, and the massive amount of heaven and earth energy was moved from the four directions to gather in his own sword intent.

The turbulent turbulence in front of them was completely cut open, almost forming a real vacuum. Even the dozens of practitioners following them behind lost resistance, and the sword light became even faster.

From a distance, it looks like a meteor-like big sword dragging dozens of meteor-like small swords, dancing wildly in the Shura field full of demonic flames and blood, which is even more spectacular.

"General, thank you for your teaching over the years, I will never be able to serve you again in the future." br novel/

In the oncoming wind, a general of Jinge Army following Xiang Yan said this respectfully to Xiang Yan.

His hairband was cut off by the wind-like wind in front of him, and even bloodstains appeared on his face.

"All Chu people will remember this battle."

Xiang Yan nodded and said.

"kill!"

A cold shout rang around him again.

Dozens of Jinge Army soldiers, including the general, suddenly accelerated and turned into dozens of golden lights. They broke away from the formation and first met the several Qin Grandmasters in the front.

A dragon roar suddenly sounded in the sky.

When this dragon roar rang in the extremely high void, among several Qin Grandmasters, countless harsh sounds of broken chains sounded from the wide sleeves of a blue-clothed swordsman.

It was like an extremely huge ferocious beast breaking free from the shackles and being released.

The blue-shirted swordsman had a white face and stared quietly at Xiang Yan, who was walking in the wind.

He was the fastest among several masters of Qin, and happened to meet the Jinge Army general who had said to Xiang Yan before.

However, there were never these dozens of golden lights in his vision.

A breath of life that was extremely dry gushed out with the harsh cracks in the high altitude dragon roar and the sound of his sleeves.

A yellow natal sword appeared in his hand, and the color was like a random color on a weathered city wall in the desert.

His natal sword seemed to swing towards the front casually, but the sword light scattered on the sword body produced many mysterious changes. It seemed that a piece of it was missing from the sky above, and it suddenly filled into his natal sword.

An extremely dry aura followed before him. In the sword road ahead, the ground soaked in blood directly lost its water intention, dried up and cracked, and then turned into red sand.

This is an extremely powerful and unique sword intent, so when the sword intent arises, many practitioners on the battlefield can already confirm that this is a master from Xinyang Sect.

In the history of Changling, Xinyang Sect was once the mortal enemy of Tianyi Pavilion. Like the Xinjian Sect in Changling, it was one of the most powerful places to practice.

Ye Celen majored in the swordsmanship of Tianyi Pavilion, the strongest of which is "Tianyi Shengshui". The "Fire-generating Earth" sword scripture of Xinyang Sect is opposite to Tianyi Pavilion, and has a strong effect on the sword scripture of Tianyi Pavilion.

In the eyes of the outside world, Xinyang Sect has long declined in Changling, and has not made any noise in the past decade. There has been no grandmaster above the seventh realm. However, as soon as the purest "fire-generating earth" natal sword intent of this Qingshi's grandmaster came out, all the practitioners who once thought that they had understood that they were wrong.

A once very powerful sect has not been out of the master for many years without losing the Sword Sutra. The key problem is only opportunity, only the talent and understanding of disciples within the sect, and only some people cannot break through the realm.

Such a sect either does not appear in the seventh level master. As long as the seventh level master appears, it will definitely leave a mark in the history of the practitioner.

Faced with these Jinge Army soldiers who had not reached the seventh realm, this master of Xinyang Sect naturally had his own pride, so he just set his sword towards Xiang Yan.

As for these practitioners who came from the sword path forward, in his opinion, they would naturally die in their sword path, even if they were just affected.

The ground is dry and cracked and ash.

The skin of the Jinge general in front of his natal sword was quickly dehydrated and cracked. Before the blood could seep out, the skin had turned into a dry dark red powder, which was spilled out finely with the wind.

However, the hands of the Jinge Army general were particularly stable. The golden spear shining with golden light in his hand slashed on the natal sword of the master of Xinyang Sect in a dull and muffled sound.

The Jinge used by most people in the Jinge Army was a strange weapon for the Qin people. The body of the Ge is like a sword, but the Ge also has a curved blade. With one slash and one tamper, you can hold the opponent's weapon.

This is the case with the general of the Jinge Army at this time.

When his golden spear slashed the natal sword of the master of Xinyang Sect, he instantly turned around and pressed down on the sword body.

At this time, the master of Xinyang Sect, the sword heart is clear and unmoved. The sword intent just continues to move forward.

The powerful force rolled out along the Golden Ghost, and the flesh and blood of the Jinge general's hands turned into ashes, as if burning, and then the power spread to his arms and rippled towards his whole body.

His arms and whole body seemed to turn into flying sand at this moment.

However, at this moment, the master of Xinyang Sect suddenly became restless.

The golden spears in the hands of the four soldiers behind the Jinge Army general pierced into the body of the Jinge Army general at this moment. The true essence and vitality of the same nature were like river water breaking through the meridians in the Jinge Army general's body, and instantly blasted into the golden spear that was locked on his natal sword.

Five forces merged into one and rushed to his natal sword.

His natal sword buzzed and paused for a moment!

Just at this moment, his body seemed to be running straight against a wall, and a loud bang and a violent shock.

The bodies of the Jinge Army general and the four soldiers behind collapsed instantly in the tearing of strength. However, in this moment, he saw a golden light that was enough to match him flew from behind the five Jinge Army soldiers who disintegrated and fell towards his body.

Just at this moment, his sword intent stopped and when he was weakest, he sensed what would happen next, and his heart was filled with sadness.

laugh!

He heard the sound of flesh and blood separation sounding on his neck.

In the next moment, he saw Xiang Yan, with a solemn face, passing by himself.

The Master of Xinyang Sect felt that his body had become lighter, but his head had already flown up.

Just as he was still conscious, a scene appeared in his perception that he could not imagine.

Around him, three heads were flying like him.

The golden sword towards the flame swept through this area of ​​dozens of feet of space. However, his attack did not just cut off his head, but also cut the heads of the three masters together!

The three masters actually had the same experience as him, and were blocked by several teams of Jinge Army soldiers for a moment!

What kind of tactic is this?

What kind of army is this?

These teams of people can temporarily trap the master's sword?

Until all his consciousness disappeared, he was shocked and puzzled.

However, the entire battlefield seemed to have solidified at this time.

Everyone could not carefully recall the flash of lightning, and the even more shocking scene had filled their eyes and burned their hearts.

Xiang Yan stopped, and the long golden spear in his hand was flat in the air, catching the four falling heads.
Chapter completed!