My Sword Intent Can Be Infinitely Improved Chapter 58

Chapter 58 Yu Wanjian Comes 【Please read more! 】

In the mountains, the Jianghu monks explored one by one according to the path given by the master of the formation.

They also found five strongholds of evil cultivators as they wished.

Now he is fighting fiercely with evil cultivators.

With the four major sects and the Wusi of Lingshan Prefecture as the main force, each force attacks a stronghold of evil cultivators.

The grandmasters of all parties have not made a move yet, and now it is just a battle under the grandmasters.

But even so, every place where there is a war is like a natural disaster.

Trees break, mountains collapse, and the earth tears.

A warrior above the third-rank realm can easily change the environment.

Although the battlefield fell into a stalemate for a while.

But slowly, the situation changed.

A reddish gas appears in the field.

As the gas appeared, the evil cultivator who was still at a disadvantage suddenly ran away.

One by one, their strength soared, a layer of **** aura emerged from their bodies, and some hidden evil cultivators also suddenly shot.

In the blink of an eye, the monks from all sides fell into a disadvantage!

The faces of the four great sects and the five masters of Zhenwu Division changed.

Just when they were about to make a move, several figures blocked their way.

"Old bald donkey, you are so old, you can't take care of your old age, why do you want to come out to seek death?" Tu Baisheng walked out from the shadows, and stopped in front of an old monk with a smile.

"Amitabha. I advise the benefactor to put down the butcher's knife." At the same time Yuan Jie spoke, his whole breath was mobilized, and his cloudy eyes were fixed on Tu Baisheng.

"Old guy. Are you kidding me? Why don't you follow Buddha's example and let me train you?"

"Maybe I will put down the butcher knife, hahaha!"

Tu Baisheng reveals the extreme madness, this kind of madness makes people feel shuddering.

Laughing loudly, Tu Baisheng drew out the sword behind his back, and the **** aura seemed to come alive, wrapping around the sword.

Wisps of blood-colored aura floated in mid-air and coiled, as if beating.

The scene is extremely weird.

Tu Baisheng took a step forward, and killed Yuan Jie in an instant.

Yuan Jie raised his hand with a palm.

There is the meaning of Vajra on the palm, with a layer of Buddha light attached.

Colliding with blood energy, it is more like two natural enemies colliding together.

The moment it touched it, there was a sizzling disappearing sound.

A powerful shock wave spread out around the two of them.

The surrounding flowers and vines were destroyed, and the trees could not bear the breath alone, and large areas collapsed like harvested wheat.

"Not bad."

"Hahaha, old monk, you are very good!"

"Then show me how good you are!"

Tu Baisheng was in a state of madness, he drew his knife and then slashed and slashed!

One knife after another, open and close, vowing to chop everything in front of you!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!."

The **** saber intent was attached to the broadsword, and Tu Baisheng's swiping of the saber didn't feel like chopping, it was more like smashing!

Yuan Jie's face remained unchanged, but the golden Buddha light on his body became heavier.

Facing Tu Baisheng's every cut, he would counteract it with his palm.

The two of them fought extremely quietly, and the ground at the center had collapsed.

The aftermath completely changes the surrounding environment.

A radius of one kilometer became a battlefield.

One move at a time, if the two moves do not collide.

It is extremely terrifying to be able to easily create a 100-meter-long hole.

Golden light filled the air, bloody.

The movement is so loud that even 10,000 meters away, you can feel the earthquake clearly.

Jianghu monks, monks of Xuanshan Temple, and evil cultivators of the Blood Lianzong.

Stay far away from the two grandmaster battlefields.

They don't want to be killed by the aftermath.

Yuan Jie also took the initiative to lure Tu Baisheng away, and the two stayed away from here.

Under the Grandmaster, a scuffle started.

The fight started, and there was nothing to say at this time.

Everyone of the evil cultivators of the Blood Refining Sect is very crazy, with an extremely strong desire to kill.

Fortunately, the Jianghu monks are not weak.

If the strength is weaker, the momentum of the evil cultivator alone can overwhelm a large group.

Huikong's body was filled with Buddha's light, and he crushed Xiexiu fiercely with his vajra palm.

But Xiexiu is not stupid, seeing that Huikong is so powerful, he will go to the second rank directly!

As soon as the second grade came, Huikong was miserable, and in turn, he was crushed and beaten.

Hui Kong is not afraid at all, even if he is sent flying every time, he is still strong.

Didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood.

The battle in the arena was fierce.

Evil cultivators are extremely rampant, or they are not afraid of death, and their style of play is aggressive and extremely ruthless.

Even if you are injured, you will be sprayed with blood all over your face.

At first, everyone didn't pay attention to it. It's good to be radical. If you are radical, you will die quickly.

But soon everyone realized something was wrong.

It's very wrong!

Ma Dan, these evil cultivators can recover from injuries!

The Jianghu cultivator instantly knew that it must be the **** breath in the air.

These **** auras not only strengthen the strength of the evil cultivators, but also help them recover from their injuries.

This is very bad for Jianghu monks!

Not only suppressed in strength, but also completely crushed in momentum.

Some of the Jianghu monks have lost their courage.

Desperate to the evil cultivator who is strong, not afraid of death, and can recover from injuries?

Come come come.

You are not afraid of your coming.

The momentum in the field was extremely low, when the master of Xuanshan Temple was fighting fiercely with the master of Xixiu.

There is a change in the distant sky.

A sword intent as vast as a galaxy struck from the outskirts of the mountains.

This sword intent is too huge, and it is too obvious after getting close.

Let the evil cultivators who are fighting fiercely, and the monks in the rivers and lakes can't help but take a look.

Just one glance, everyone's minds have been shocked.

what is that.

Sword!

Endless swords!

Like a monstrous wave is advancing, everything it passes is obliterated!

In front of the endless sword, there is a person walking forward with the sword.

At a glance, what I saw was Yu Wanjian coming!

Who is that?

"Su Yang. That's Su Yang!"

When Su Yang got closer, a quack cultivator immediately recognized him.

In the past few days, Su Yang has long been the most influential figure in the world of Tianfeng County.

Those who have never seen Su Yang have seen Su Yang's portrait.

For a while, the Jianghu monks in the field only resisted and stopped attacking, just to see if it was true or false.

Even some first-rank warriors, first-rank monks in Xuanshan Temple, couldn't help but look up to the sky.

The battle in the field is a bit like a sudden ceasefire.

If the monks of the rivers and lakes are shocking.

The evil cultivator of the Blood Refining Sect is timid.

Looking at the endless wave of swords, and the person at the forefront of the wave of swords, they felt terrified.

When did they see such a scene?

The whole process seems to take a long time, but it is actually only two seconds.

The next moment, a voice resounded, the voice was very faint, but it spread throughout the audience.

"Wan Jian returns to the clan!"

"Cut!"

"Shhhhhhh!!"

The sword tide is moving!

In mid-air, Su Yang stood still, and Wan Jian passed by his side.

Thousands of swords are fired, rushing towards the battlefield!

Covering the entire sky, it is depressing and suffocating.

Even if the quack monks knew that these swords would not cut at them, the instinct of fear could not be suppressed.

In the blink of an eye, they heard an explosion beside them.

They turned their heads to look.

The evil cultivator who had fought with them just now died.

nailed to the ground, to a tree, to a mountain

Fourth grade is dead!

Third product is dead!

The second product is dead!

Yipin. Die!

You Xiexiu reacted quickly, and quickly launched a defensive move, blocking his body with **** true energy.

But he couldn't even stop him for a breath, he was blown away by Yijing's long sword in an instant, and then crucified to death.

After Ten Thousand Swords passed, there was a dead silence in the arena.

The evil cultivator of the Blood Refining Sect is dead, so he can't speak

The quack monk is alive, but he can't speak.

The shocking scene made them lose their language function for a moment.

It is silent, you can hear the drop of a needle.

But that's all

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