Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

"Sword Domain?!"

Everywhere, everyone's expressions were shocked.

Even the ancestors of each peak were moved.

"Unexpectedly, the ancestor has already reached this step?"

The sword field can only be achieved by mastering the way of the sword to a certain extent.

With the sword as the domain, the sword transforms the world.

In the history of the Eastern Region, there are only a handful of people who have been able to reach this step for countless years.

Unexpectedly, they could actually see the legendary Sword Field with their own eyes.

"I never imagined that the ancestor of my Five Elephant Sect would be so strong." A disciple murmured, his expression shocked.

"Let me experience the power of your sword domain."

Suddenly, Ming Xiong's voice became sharp.

The next moment, the blood around him surged, turning into a long river of blood, rushing into the giant ax in his hand.

"The blood ax opens the sky!"

Ming Xiong let out a low cry, put both hands on the handle of the axe, and suddenly slashed out.

In an instant, a terrible sound erupted from the void.

This ax really has the power to open the sky and tear everything apart.

"Good come."

Gu Qingyang snorted coldly.

The next moment, his figure moved.

Almost instantly disappeared in place.

Before everyone recovered, they suddenly heard a sword cry.

Immediately afterwards, an astonishing sword light tore apart the blood in the sky.

brush!

The sword light flashed by.

No one saw how Gu Qingyang made the sword.

However, the power of this ax exploded with a bang.

Everything suddenly returned to calm.

next moment.

Countless people saw it.

On the huge figure of Ming Xiong, his left arm suddenly slipped down.

A sword broke his arm.

"So strong!"

All the elders and disciples were shocked.

Is this the strength of the sword king!

"You, damn it!"

Ming Xiong's voice was angry, and he stopped drinking and said:

"Xuechen, let's fight together!"

The voice fell, and Xue Chen also urged the blood demon avatar to the side.

"Go and stop him!"

The expressions of the two ancestors of Yanyang Peak changed, and they hurriedly stopped Xue Chen.

At this time, blood surged.

Ming Xiong put away his real body.

The arm of the passage burst, and then surged toward it.

Under everyone's gaze, Ming Xiong's severed left arm grew back at an astonishing speed.

This scene made countless people frown.

The recovery ability of this demon is simply terrifying.

At this time, Gu Qingyang once again slashed with his sword.

Ming Xiong greeted him immediately.

The blood is surging, and the sword light is surging.

For a while, the two fought together.

The successive fights formed a terrifying impact, like a terrible storm.

"Is this the strength of enlightenment?"

Countless eyes are watching the fierce battle in the sky.

Many people can't even capture the figure of the two.

"As expected of a hidden ancestor."

Lu Changzhi also looked at the fight above and sighed softly.

"I just don't know how much such an ancestor hides in the sect."

.......

"Boom boom boom!"

The confrontation between two Dao-enlightened masters is enough to describe it as changing in an instant.

In just a few breaths of time, the two sides seemed to have fought dozens of times.

The people who have been paying attention to the match between the two sides are getting more and more excited now.

Visible to the naked eye, the two sides are not evenly divided at all.

Gu Qingyang seemed to have the upper hand.

The confrontation between the two has also changed from a head-on confrontation at the beginning to a dark and male avoidance of the edge.

The sword of the sword king is nothing special.

"damn it!"

At this moment, Ming Xiong was filled with endless anger and aggrieved feelings.

How could a small Wuxiang sect have such an accomplished sword king!

"brush!"

It was another sword cut.

Ming Xiong retreated violently.

But still slow.

The sword light streaked across his chest, leaving a terrible sword wound.

"Blood Chen!!!"

Ming Xiong scolded angrily:

"Four ants, you still can't solve it!"

As soon as the words fell, a red light flew out from Xue Chen's hand and shot towards Ming Xiong.

"Put it on, and he will give it to you."

In the light, there is a palm-sized blood-colored armor.

There are many black magic lines engraved on the armor.

Ming Xiong grabbed it and patted it on his chest.

boom!

A powerful force rushed out from Ming Xiong's body, turned into a terrifying shock wave, and swept across all directions.

At this moment, the demon armor shrouded Ming Xiong's body, and compared to before, he felt a little more insecure.

"This breath, the rank of this armor is likely to have reached the holy rank."

The hearts of the elders sank.

What is the origin of this Demon Cult, and why there are so many treasures in his hands.

"That's it!"

Ming Xiong's voice sounded.

A blood mist spread from around his body, enveloping his figure.

The blood mist exudes a strange fluctuation, like an endless bloody swamp.

Gu Qingyang's long sword slashed at him, but he couldn't scatter the blood mist directly.

"Jie Jie, your sword can break the armor of my blood demon clan!"

Ming Xiong let out a sinister laugh, raised his hand suddenly, and punched out.

brush!

Not only the strength, but also the speed, under the blessing of the magic armor, the increase is astonishing.

Gu Qingyang holds the sword across the crossbar.

clang!

With a loud noise, Gu Changqing retreated.

"Old man, die!"

Ming Xiong waved his big hand, grasped the blood axe, and jumped forward to strike.

Gu Qingyang looked calm, the ancient well was calm.

"Death, the old man has realized since the moment he left the customs."

"Today, the old man will slay monsters with his sword!"

As the voice fell, a drop of red blood flew out of Gu Qingyang's mouth and landed on the long sword.

hum!

The long sword trembled suddenly.

A bloody sword light suddenly rose into the sky.

Everyone's long swords trembled violently at this moment.

"Qingyang Sword Art, Yijian Sheng."

Sound up, sword out.

With one sword out, Wan Jian freezes.

And ten thousand swords belong to one sword.

At this moment, everyone felt the same feeling in their hearts.

In this world, it seems that there is only this sword left.

"Hell Ax Breaks Life!"

Ming Xiong let out a low shout, and all the blood mist around his body gathered towards the blood ax in his hand.

In the shocking gaze of countless people.

A sword and an ax collided together.

The world seemed to be suddenly quiet.

The next moment, a terrifying loud noise swept out with a terrifying impact.

The ground rumbled, and a large number of people were thrown off their feet by the impacted people.

At the same time, a bloody light shot towards the rear.

This sword actually cut Ming Xiong flying.

"Damn ants!"

After his figure stopped, Ming Xiong finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

Since I came here, how many times have I eaten and deflated.

This Wuxiang sect, no matter what price it pays today, it will definitely be taken down.

As soon as he thought this, an obscure note suddenly sounded in Ming Xiong's mouth.

With the sound of the note, a strange suction spread out from it as the center.

"not good."

Among the crowd, Qin Li's expression changed.

"Blood sacrifice, let everyone return to the formation quickly!"

Qin Li decisively transmitted the voice to Cang Wenyu.

"Everyone, withdraw the formation!"

Cang Wenyu didn't have the slightest doubt, and immediately yelled.

Outside the formation, all the elders retreated decisively after hearing this.

At this time, the suction spread.

"Bang bang bang!"

One after another, the figures of Demon Cultists exploded one after another.

Spiritual power gathered blood and flew towards where Ming Xiong was.

The speed was so fast that before all the Demon Cultists had time to react, they were sacrificed one after another.

At this time, Qin Li made a move, and before the demon cultist in front of him died, he turned it into a ball of blood.

"Junior Sister Qin, it's time to go."

With a flash of light and shadow, Mu Fan came to Qin Li's side.

Seeing Qin Li's actions, Mu Fan was slightly taken aback.

At this time, Qin Li was holding a big ball of blood in his fist, and poured the blood with extraordinary breath from the jade bottle into it with the other hand.

"Junior Sister Qin, who are you?" Mu Fan glanced at the spreading suction.

"This monster doesn't have much experience. The Blood Demon Clan's blood sacrifice is a good time to poison it."

While speaking, Qin Li quickly formed seals with both hands, and landed on the ball of blood.

"Walk."

As soon as the movement stopped, Qin Li left the blood in place, then picked up Mu Fan and rushed towards the formation.

hum~

Suction came.

This fist-sized blood, together with many bloods, gathered towards Ming Xiong.

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ps：2022-11-06的更新，每天00:01定时更新。今天来腆着个大脸求个好评，嘿嘿。