The Supreme Sword

Chapter 142: All in one go (below)

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Xuantian performed the mid-level lightness kung fu 'Ghost Shadow' and caught up closely, his feet slammed on the ground with great force, causing his speed to explode, which was still much faster than Deng Qianjun.

Deng Qianjun ran for less than a thousand meters, and a cold voice sounded behind him: "If I kill you, only that old man Deng Wanchuan will be left alone, a small eighth-rank family, who dares to chase and kill the inner sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect!" Disciple, I want to wipe you all out."

With that sound, there seemed to be a cool wind blowing in the air, making Deng Qianjun's back feel cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

The surging sword energy, like a ray of violent wind, fell on Deng Qianjun's back, and he could feel that behind the sword energy, there was a powerful sword glow, stabbing towards his vest.

"I can't escape...!" Deng Qianjun felt a chill in his heart. He vaguely saw a black-clothed figure approaching quickly from the mountains far ahead.

Like a drowning man, Deng Qianjun grabbed a life-saving straw and shouted: "Fourth Elder, save me."

However, the man in black on the mountain in front is still two miles away, and there is no way to rescue him in a short time. Deng Qianjun needs to drag at least 20 breaths under the Xuantian Sword before he can wait for the Fourth Elder. The arrival of Deng Wanchuan.

"I defend with all my strength, and I can definitely last for twenty breaths." Deng Qianjun cheered himself up in his heart, and in an instant, he strengthened a lot of beliefs.

Deng Qianjun could feel the surging sword energy from the rear, Xuantian's sword pierced straight into his vest at this moment.

In an instant, Deng Qianjun turned around, holding the low-grade Xuanjie sword in his right hand, with the sword across his chest, and the palm of his left hand forward, hitting the side of the sword, using both left and right hands at the same time, pushing the sword forward to block Xuantian's attack. A must-kill sword.

As soon as Deng Qianjun's figure stopped, the surging sword energy was blowing like a storm, and the bright sword light shot towards Deng Qianjun's sword like a cold star.

Although the sword light is much more solid than the sword qi, it is still an illusory existence formed by the condensed innate zhenqi. Although the power is huge, it is instantly collapsed by the inferior sword of the Xuan rank.

The hundred-step-long sword light pierced to the end in an instant. Xuantian held the 'Chongyue Sword' and stabbed straight forward. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of Deng Qianjun.

Deng Qianjun blocked his chest with a sword, and pushed the sword with both hands. Unless Xuantian's sword could directly break the sword in his hand, Deng Qianjun could be killed with a single sword. It's just that Deng Qianjun was shocked by the innate qi and suffered some trauma. Instead, his body would follow the power of Xuantian's sword and escape far away, widening the distance from Xuantian and delaying time.

Seeing that Xuantian's sword tip was about to stab directly at Deng Qianjun's sword body, Xuantian's sword style changed suddenly.

The air in the void divides to the two sides, and when there is no wind, it will automatically produce two streams of air along with the blade.

Wind Chasing Nine Swords - Breaking Wind Style.

There was no wind at all, but with Xuantian's sword, the movement of the airflow produced wind. Xuantian's sword cut the wind in half, and the sword shadow flickered in the two airflows.

If Xuantian would change the direction of the sword he thrust out, change the direction between the eyebrows, or the throat... Deng Qianjun would be able to react at any time and block Xuantian's sword.

However, Xuantian suddenly changed his sword move, although he didn't have that extreme one-hit-kill momentum, but he stabbed two places with one sword.

This sword 'Breaking Wind Style' is not as powerful as the Xuan-rank sword technique, but it was created by Xuantian himself, and in terms of subtlety, it is even better.

The 'Breaking Wind Style' is just the opening move in the 'Nine Swords of Chasing the Wind'. However, Xuantian used this sword skill to defeat many opponents whose cultivation base was higher than his.

Even, in the Tianjianzong Outer Sect Disciple Ranking Competition, Xuantian Sword was in the sheath, and with this move "Broken Wind Style", he defeated Fan Hong whose cultivation base was two realms higher than his. The subtlety of wind style.

At this moment, Xuantian and Deng Qianjun are so close that they don't need the power of their sword moves at all. The medium-level treasure of Xuantian, the Chongyue Sword, is the most powerful weapon, which can easily break through the body armor of a mid-stage Xiantian realm warrior. True Qi, coupled with the blessing of Xuantian's thick innate true energy, as long as he is stabbed, it will almost be the result of killing with one sword.

Although the 'Broken Wind Style' is slower than the 'Jueying Sword Technique', it is only relatively speaking. Xuantian's attack speed is absolutely as fast as lightning. Deng Qianjun has no time to think. The sword in his hand swept out, directly Cut to Xuantian's head.

Even if he didn't know where to block, Deng Qianjun was not stupid, he didn't try his luck, but adopted the style of fighting with both ends, forcing Xuantian to retreat, in this way, the crisis will be solved by itself.

However, Deng Qianjun obviously underestimated Xuantian's speed. As soon as he made his sword move, his throat felt cold. The 'Chongyue Sword' penetrated from the front and came out from the back, piercing his throat.

A sword pierced through the throat.

Deng Qianjun's eyes lost the brilliance of life in an instant, and died in an instant, but they were still wide-eyed, full of disbelief.

As soon as Deng Qianjun died, the sword light he swept out instantly collapsed. Although the sword was sharp, it lost the blessing of innate qi, as if it had lost the source of power, and its attack power was greatly reduced. Clamping the tip of the sword, Deng Qianjun, who had already turned into a dead body, let go of his hands instantly, and the sword fell into Xuantian's hands.

Withdrawing the 'Chongyue Sword', a blood arrow shot out from Deng Qianjun's throat, and his body fell to the ground.

Xuan Tian thrust the treasured sword he had taken back into the ground, holding the 'Chongyue Sword' in his right hand, and stood beside Deng Qianjun's body, the tip of the sword slanted to the ground, and a stream of blood fell to the ground.

It took only two moments to kill Deng Qianjun, and Deng Wanchuan traveled less than 300 meters, which is still two miles away from here.

Two miles is a distance of one thousand meters, about two thousand steps.

Since he is a master at the peak of the Xiantian Realm, he can take the head of the enemy a thousand steps away, but he can't get Shi Ye to help him two miles away.

"Dare you, little beast!" Seeing Deng Qianjun's throat pierced by Xuantian's sword, Deng Wanchuan roared angrily.

The ground was covered with blood, Xuantian stood beside the blood of the corpse, looked at Deng Wanchuan's approaching figure coldly, gathered his innate qi into a thread, and said loudly: "Old man, all nine of them have been killed by my sword!" Next, you are the only one left, hurry to lead the death."

What? all dead

Hearing this, Deng Wanchuan felt sad. Among these nine people, there were only three warriors who were at the fourth level of the Innate Realm, and they were family guests. The other six were all elites of the Deng family, especially Deng Qianjun, Deng Qianfeng, and Deng Qianguo. He is a prominent figure in the second generation of the Deng family, and he is expected to step into the sixth level of the innate realm in the future and become the pillar of the family.

Originally thought that ten people entered the Yinfeng Mountain Range to hunt down a junior at the first level of the Innate Realm, and it would be easy to catch them

But the result turned out to be so outrageously different from what was imagined. All members of the Deng family, except for Deng Wanchuan, were completely annihilated, which made Deng Wanchuan furious.

Deng Wanchuan thought that his cultivation was advanced and his strength was strong, even though Xuantian had killed nine people, he was not afraid of Xuantian, he came quickly and said angrily: "Little bastard, you actually - you killed them all, you deserve to die!" !Damn it..., this old man will never let you go."

Xuantian sneered, and said: "Damn me? Hahahaha...Old man, you know: You can live if the sky does evil, and you can't live if you do evil yourself. Disciple of the sect, you are really bold and reckless, your crime deserves to be punished, Deng Fei ordered the family to mutilate your fellow sect, and committed the capital crime of this sect, Deng Wanchuan, not only you will die, but when I return to the sect, Deng Fei, the genius of your Deng family, will also die, and your entire Deng family , will be removed from the Divine Sword Dynasty."

Deng Wanchuan's body shook violently, and stopped more than two hundred meters in front of Xuantian, his eyes were full of horror, and he said coldly: "You know everything? You know all this?"

Xuan Tian sneered coldly: "I have no enmity with Deng Fei, but he wants to be Chu Feng's lackey and wants to kill me. Your Deng family not only wants to harm my family, but also wants to chase and kill me in the Yinfeng Mountain Range. You are looking for death yourself, no wonder others, Deng Wanchuan, are still hiding their heads and tails, show your true colors, and I will let you die to understand."

"Drink, haha...hahahaha...arrogance!" Deng Wanchuan laughed angrily, as if he had been hit hard, and his appearance was a little crazy. He tore off the black scarf on his face, and a murderous voice sounded: "Little beast, since you I know so clearly that this old man will never allow you to live in this world, yet your cultivation has made another breakthrough and reached the third level of the innate realm? It seems that your strength has increased a lot, but if this old man wants you to die, you will decide Impossible to live, even if you die together, this old man wants you to die."

Deng Wanchuan pulled out the middle grade Xuantian sword in his hand, pointed at Xuantian, and said word by word: "If you want to die, you will die."

Xuan Tian smiled disdainfully, and said: "Old man, don't talk too much, there are many people who want to kill me, but in the end, I live well, and they are the ones who die."

Deng Wanchuan was full of confidence, laughed loudly, and said: "Even if an ignorant person survives a few times by chance, he will eventually die. Today, the old man will let you see what is the method of killing people."

"Stop talking nonsense, old man, and leave your dog's head behind."

Xuantian gave a cold shout, stepped forward with one step, and stomped on the ground, the ground was like a huge spring, Xuantian's body immediately rebounded, like a sharp arrow, rushing towards Deng Wanchuan.

At the same time, the surging momentum erupted, and the surrounding air instantly turned into scorching heat. A sword stabbed out, and the Xiantian True Fire condensed into a flaming sword shadow, piercing Deng Wanchuan's chest.

Fierce Fire Burning Heaven Sword - Burning the sky with one sword.

The domineering momentum produced huge waves that rolled in all directions, and the scorching breath formed layers of false fires, submerging the surroundings.

Overbearing, fast, and powerful, all in this 'sword burning the sky'.

Deng Wanchuan's figure moved instantly, leaping into the sky like lightning, dodging the attack of the flame sword shadow, he was in the air, changing nine times in the air, instantly cutting out nine golden sword lights.

Golden glow nine swords!

Deng Wanchuan unleashed the nine golden swords, which were faster, more powerful, and more perfect than Deng Qianguo. Nine golden sword lights slashed at Xuantian from different directions at the same time.