Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

The sword talisman was attached to the body, and the bronze mirror was illuminated.

But he didn't say a word, staring coldly at the man on the crane, his sharp eyes like a sword like a sword.

"Humph!" Lin Duhe felt the gaze, and with a swoosh, the mirror light condensed into a line, shining on Mo Que's left eye, "I'm going to train your eyes first, so that you can no longer see people with this kind of gaze!"

"laugh!"

In the direction of the mirror, Mo Que's left eye continued to seep blood, and he looked very terrifying.

"He's so hard-hearted, why don't he gouge out his eyes first!" The owner of the Sword Building, Lin Wentian, also sneered.

People were shocked that these two big figures were so cruel, just because Mo Que's eyes were always hard, they had to gouge his eyes, and the methods were cruel, and they wanted to torture Mo Que on purpose.

"Xiandao, this is Xiandao!"

Seeing that Mo Que's left and right eyes were about to be destroyed, an unusually cold voice sounded in his mind.

"Buzz!"

Lin Wentian's Flying Sword came to an abrupt stop when it was only an inch away from Mo Que's right eye, as if he had hit something intangible. Let him frantically stimulate his vitality, but he couldn't go any further!

This inch of distance seems to be thousands of miles away at this time!

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the face of the man riding the crane changed drastically, his Void Mirror suddenly vibrated violently, uncontrollably, and the light on the mirror also randomly shone around, out of his control.

"Who dares to take care of my Sword Tower and Dao Palace? Get out of here!" Lin Wentian was furious and shouted at the void!

The man on the crane also looked ugly, looking around coldly, trying to find out who was intervening.

"Honored for 80,000 miles, great dream is 9,000 years!" An icy voice sounded from the depths of the Martial Hall.

Mo Que was surprised, that was the voice in his mind, but at this time the voice sounded in the depths of the Martial Hall, as if it had left his body.

He looked into the depths of the Martial Hall. Could it be that the remnant spirit in the divine picture can still be reproduced in the world?

"To be honored for eighty thousand miles? Even the leader of the Immortal Alliance would not dare to make such a rhetorical statement!" Lin Wentian said angrily, "I want to see, who has such a tone!"

He recognized the direction of the sound, flew into Dao Palace, and came to a rift.

Looking down, Lin Wentian's expression suddenly froze, only to see the magma rolling down below, and in the hot magma, there was a figure floating in it.

"Pretend to be a ghost! I don't care if you are a living person or a corpse, I will kill you again today!" While shouting angrily, Lin Wentian sacrificed his spirit sword, the sword beam pierced the air, and slashed towards the figure in the lava.

At this moment, the corpse of the former Hall Master of Wudian suddenly opened his eyes.

His two eyes turned into two long rainbows, pierced through the sky, and the rays of light shone for ninety thousand miles!

At this moment, all over Qingzhou, whether it was the people watching the battle in front of the Martial Hall, or the people from the Jianlou and Dao Palace hundreds of miles away, all saw two rays of light soaring into the sky, penetrating Nine Heavens.

A strange breath, mighty at this moment!

"Something extraordinary has appeared in the world, is it a shocking spiritual treasure, or is it an unparalleled powerhouse?" In the sword tower, several elders looked into the sky with solemn expressions.

"That location is where the Martial Hall used to be..." In the Dao Palace, an old man with white beard and white hair looked into the sky, his face sinking like water.

At this moment, all the cultivation people in Qingzhou were alarmed, and they were all looking in the same direction.

"Crack!"

In the Martial Hall, Lin Wentian's top-grade Spirit Sword was cut out, but it shattered into countless pieces.

Who is this person? It has easily destroyed the top-grade spirit sword handed down from generation to generation in the Third Sword Building!

At this moment, Lin Wentian's heart was cold and his scalp was numb, but he dared to ask: "Who are you, why do you care about my fairy tower?"

He moved out of the Jianlou, wanting to make this man have some scruples.

There is no vitality in this man, which makes him unable to see through the depths. He just feels that this person's eyes seem to ignore all beings in the world. Just looking at it can make people palpitate. "Jianlou? Back then, the Lonely Sword God was invincible with his sword. There was no enemy pointed by the long sword, and he looked down on the world. A despicable person like you is also worthy of a sword?"

The light in the man's eyes converged, slowly floating from the magma, his body was covered with scarlet vitality, and he looked extremely evil.

"You dare to insult me ​​Jianlou?" Lin Wentian was furious. He had cultivated swords for many years, but this was the first time he was so despised by others.

"Hurt you? You look down on yourself too much!"

The man's eyes were indifferent, and he said, "Don't say it's you, the entire sword tower is here. For me, it's not worth mentioning, and I don't even have the qualifications to humiliate me!"

"You're courting death!" Lin Wentian fluttered wildly, and in anger, he sacrificed thirty-six sword talismans.

This set of spiritual tools is the most powerful set on his body. The thirty-six Tiangang sword formations of the Evolution Sword Tower are infinitely powerful. They are never used easily when they are not life-saving on weekdays.

Boom!

The Tiangang sword formation, the sword unites the heaven and the earth, the thirty-six swords are transformed into the Flying Sword, shrouding this place, the dark clouds are rolling, and the lightning is thundering.

The man was always indifferent, just looking at all this calmly, his scarlet vitality became more and more evil.

"This is... the senior in the picture?" Mo Que looked at it from a distance and understood everything.

The remnant of the mysterious voice in the picture actually took over the body of the former master of the Wudian Temple, causing the ancient corpse to open its eyes and use the corpse to revive its soul.

"Death to me!" Lin Wentian was like an angry lion, mobilizing all the vitality in his body, the thirty-six swords Sword Qi violently slashed at the man.

"Boom!"

Even people watching the battle from a distance can feel the earth trembling at this moment.

They were too far from the rift to see what was going on, only to see the place covered in a scarlet light, and even if they flew into the sky, they could not see what was happening there.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled for a long time, and then returned to calm again.

"What happened? Are there still strong people alive in the Martial Hall?" People were very anxious, but they couldn't see what was happening there.

At this moment, Lin Wentian's expression was sluggish, and the Flying Sword transformed by the thirty-six sword talismans was shattered by the man's finger.

He only saw a little red glow on the man's fingertips, and the red vitality seemed to sever everything, twisting his thirty-six Flying Sword into pieces.

"escape!"

At this moment, Lin Wentian only had one thought left in his heart.

His dead souls are all gone, and he dare not stay for a moment, fly into the sky, and use the fastest speed to escape from this place.

The strength of the person in front of him has far exceeded his imagination, and it is impossible to speculate, so that he does not even have the will to fight.

He just wanted to escape, just wanted to escape this terrifying place as soon as possible!

"You're leaving, have you ever asked me?" The man stood still, his blood-stained vitality turned into a big hand and stretched out to the sky.

What people saw was a huge blood-colored palm, like the hand of a demon god, as huge as a mountain, stretching out from the Martial Hall.

Even though Lin Wentian quickly went away, that big hand caught up in an instant, covering Lin Wentian below.

"No!" Lin Wentian let out a terrified scream, and then the big hand slapped it down like a fly.

This palm fell, and a hill was flattened to the ground. Lin Wentian, who was under his palm, was already dying.

His bones were completely broken, his internal organs were destroyed, and his seven holes were bleeding.

"Whoosh!"

On the other side, Lin Duhe saw that Lin Wentian was swatted to death like a fly, and was so shocked that he rode the crane away immediately, ignoring Mo Que.

However, The next moment, the big blood-colored hand obviously didn't let go of his preparations, turned its direction, and slowly stretched out in the direction where he was.