Bear Child's Journey Through Ten Thousand Worlds

Chapter 380 Sword of Immortal Execution

385 chapter

When Wang Xiaoming's words fell, not only the disciples of Qingyun Sect looked astonished, but also the heads of several big peaks all had strange expressions.

But Daoxuan, the head of Qingyun Sect, frowned. Although he didn't understand what Wang Xiaoming meant, he felt that it was definitely a grudge against Qingyun for him to do such a thing to Qingyun Sect.

Daoxuan looked at Wang Xiaoming, and said indifferently: "What you said is not human, so what kind of sect is it?"

Wang Xiaoming grinned slightly, and said, "You don't need to know, because my task has not been completed yet, so let's do it!"

Cangsong, Tian Buyi, Shuiyue, and Uncle Zeng often heard Wang Xiaoming's words, and they couldn't hold back their desire to do something just now, but at this moment they finally broke out, and they all attacked, aggressive and tricky.

In just the blink of an eye, they came to Wang Xiaoming's body, and several people shot at the same time, sealing off the position that Wang Xiaoming could avoid.

As an ordinary cultivator, facing the siege of such a lineup, I am afraid that I have already lost my courage, but Wang Xiaoming was not afraid at all, and instead grinned ferociously.

"Shen Luo Tianzheng!"

Boom!

A muffled explosion of anger spread, and the people who had rushed over were instantly blown away.

This time the impact was particularly powerful. Even though their magic attacks were extremely fierce and tricky, they were counteracted without any suspense under such a recoil.

At the same time, being impacted by such a powerful energy, it flew backwards and scattered everywhere.

【Ding!The heat value of the atmosphere of this incident: 6000]

Daoxuan's eyes were serious, because he noticed that Wang Xiaoming's eyes were a little strange just for a moment.

Even he was slightly shaken back by Qi Jin.

Wang Xiaoming's figure was as fast as lightning, and in a few breaths, he wounded all the heads, and when he returned to the original place again, he brought a strong wind and attacked Daoxuan head-on.

Daoxuan faced this momentum head-on, waved his sleeves, and a burst of abundant spiritual energy spread, dispersing the aura released by Wang Xiaoming.

For all Qingyun disciples, the current situation is beyond their ability to participate.

After all, apart from the head of the sect, Qingyun's several chiefs have been injured.

Immortal cultivators as strong as the first seat have all been defeated, so what confidence do they have to do it.

Moreover, these are beginner disciples of several major peaks, and their masters have been injured, so they are still eligible to participate.

Does that disciple dare to say that his cultivation can surpass that of his master?
Daoxuan said to everyone: "Everyone, evacuate quickly."

Hearing Daoxuan's words, some disciples stared at Wang Xiaoming angrily, regarding him as Qingyun's biggest enemy at the moment.

Some people even regarded him as a demon cult cultist.

Wang Xiaoming stood quietly at the same place, listening to Daoxuan's order, and also said to everyone: "Non-combatants, leave quickly, otherwise someone will die in the future. If you don't believe it, you can stay where you are. However, this immortal lord guarantees that you will be wiped out in an instant!"

Regarding Wang Xiaoming's words, there might be some people who would not listen to him, but Daoxuan Daoxuan, as the head of the Qingyun sect, they still obeyed unconditionally, so many people's faces were full of unwillingness, but they didn't say anything, and slowly Step back.

In this way, Wang Xiaoming and Daoxuan confronted each other.

The field of vision widened, as if only the two of them were left in the entire Qingyun Sect.

Many people watched from afar, one old and one young, standing face to face, as if the air had stopped at this moment.

"I, Qingyun, have established myself as the number one sect of righteousness for generations, and I have always sworn against crooked demons and evil ways. Today, I broke into my Qingyun and acted recklessly, no different from that demon cult villain. So today, I will take the place of heaven Do the right thing, so that you can't do harm to the world." Daoxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he made a formula with both hands, as if he was operating some kind of secret method.

Seeing Daoxuan's righteous words, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help grinning coldly, and said: "I hate you old bastards who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality the most. There are no evil people in this world. It's just old stubborn people like you. It is imposed on people, or it is your so-called righteous and evil principles that are suppressed by others, in a word, even if there are bad people, it is all biased by you bastards."

"It's nonsense, it seems that if you don't teach you a lesson today, you will not repent." Daoxuan shouted violently, waved his hands, his figure was suspended in mid-air, the sword lights all over his body shone, and countless sword shadows spun around him.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Daoxuan running the sword art, his face was calm, and there was something wrong with such a powerful aura.

For some reason, Wang Xiaoming faintly felt that the hostility in Daoxuan's body increased greatly, and his killing intent soared.

Soon, Wang Xiaoming remembered that this Daoxuan had activated the Zhuxian Sword.

The Immortal Execution Sword morphed into countless sword shadows, forming a huge sword formation, constantly taking shape.

Daoxuan's eyes turned red faintly at this moment.

Wang Xiaoming grinned and said, "You also can't control the Zhuxian Sword, you can't control such power."

Daoxuan shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, accept the trial of Zhu Xianjian!"

The sound of angry shouting fell, and the sword lights all over the sky swept across, forming dense sword lights, rushing over like a waterfall.

Wang Xiaoming took it out casually, and the golden cudgel rotated and became bigger, and finally turned into a thick stick like a tree trunk. Under the control of his thoughts, it rotated at high speed in mid-air, like a fan, bringing up a strong hurricane.

The swooping sword light converged into a gigantic giant sword thousands of feet high, extremely fierce, as if it could pierce through everything, and stabbed quickly.

This huge lightsaber is the Sword of Immortal Execution.

The Immortal Executioner Sword stabbed, bringing about mighty energy fluctuations, and the space was extremely distorted.

But when rushing down, he met the huge golden cudgel.

The moment the two divine soldiers collided, a powerful wave of power oscillated from the central point and spread.

Daoxuan's face was ruthless, his eyes were full of murderous intent, his hands and fingers were bent together, as if he was manipulating the Zhuxian sword.

Wang Xiaoming, on the other hand, manipulated the golden cudgel without changing his face, and quickly knocked back the momentum of the Zhuxian sword in a rapid crushing situation.

Although the Zhuxian Sword is an ancient magic weapon, the Golden Cudgel is the treasure of Zhenhai in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, possessing boundless magic power.

Wang Xiaoming's body was shaken, the golden cudgel rushed up quickly, and actually knocked the Zhuxian sword back.

Daoxuan, who was manipulating the Zhuxian Sword not far away, was affected by the returned sword energy, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew away backwards.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming fixed his eyes, retracted the golden cudgel, grinned sneerly, and at the moment the eyes of reincarnation opened, he put his hands together tightly, and shouted: "Earth Explosion Star!"

Rumble!
The whole earth began to tremble and tremble, as if the sky was falling apart like never before, and the entire Qingyun Mountain began to tremble.

The broken bluestone slabs and broken stones flew towards the sky, condensing into round balls.

Even the disciples not far away, those with poor concentration, were absorbed directly, and then were crushed into the stones, without any movement.

On the cracked ground, cracks appeared continuously, and the collapsed rubble flew towards the sky.

At this moment, Daoxuan was seriously injured, as if at the moment just now, he suffered the backlash of the sword energy of the Zhuxian Sword, his face was flushed, he was holding his chest and panting heavily, feeling as if he was about to suffocate.

At this moment, he has a sense of crisis, because he feels that if this continues, the entire Qingyun Sect will be over!

(End of this chapter)