Chapter 659 This sword is a funeral for you and others

Wu Qu’s whole face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water. He seemed to have already felt the strange gazes from the powerful onlookers in the distance.

“Enough, Wu Qu!”

“This battle is very important!”

“The enemy is weak and I am strong, why do you have to tell them about kings to kings and generals?”

However, before he could rush out, he was stopped by Liu Xiang, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly beside Wu Qu. color.

“Come on together!”

Before Wu Qu could speak, he continued.

“boom!”

The voice fell, and the tyrannical Ancestral Immortal mid-stage peak momentum swept out from him, like a storm, attacking everything around him, and the already broken battlefield was even more unbearable.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a long sword of the peak Dao rank suddenly appeared in his hand, with sharp and cold sword intent surging up and down his body, and when the long sword shook, there was a dense sword energy rippling out, and the whole person seemed to be unified Yu Wanjian’s sword is like a god, and his sword power is unparalleled.

The next moment, he rushed out in an instant, the sword qi around him followed him like a shadow, Liu Xiang wrapped the sword qi in the sky, and rushed towards Xue Taki with an unparalleled momentum.

After Liu Xiang rushed out, Wu Qu didn’t bother anymore. Following Wu Qu, the long spear in his hand continued to pierce like a dragon, and the spears shot out, piercing the void into dark holes.

Sen Ming, who was standing in front of the Senluo Hall’s powerhouses, did not make a move. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the battlefield with a smile on his face. In his opinion, if Liu Xiang and Wu Qu made a move together, Xue Long would definitely lose, as long as Xue Long Once you lose, the battle is over!

Without Ancestral Immortals, even if there are many strong opponents, to them, they are like ants, without the slightest use!

There are many powerhouses in Piaoxue Pavilion and the powerhouses watching from a distance, seeing Liu Xiang and Wuqu two ancestral powerhouses besieging Xuelong together, the whole person is tight, holding his breath, staring at the battlefield. .

Those onlookers had a look of pity on some of their faces. They obviously didn’t like Xue Taki. After all, they were besieged by two ancestors. Who could easily compete?

On the contrary, the powerhouses of the Piaoxue Pavilion, although equally nervous, do not have any regrets. They firmly believe that even in the face of the siege of the two ancestors, the pavilion master Xue Long can still compete.

In the face of Wu Qu and Liu Xiang who were rushing to kill, Xue Taki’s face froze, without the slightest fear, he did not retreat but advanced, holding his long sword, he went up to meet him, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, with a sharp sword energy. swept out.

“Boom!”

In an instant, the three of them collided, and a deafening roar resounded throughout the Yuanfeng Mountains. The violent force impacted like a gust of wind and waves, swept away in all directions, and everywhere they passed, everything was destroyed. The entire earth was blown away, the sky and earth waves swept through, and endless gravel splashed.

Most of the Yuanfeng Mountains were razed to the ground, and the lush towering ancient trees were instantly smashed into pieces. The center of the entire battlefield seemed to be destroyed. The terrifying scene made everyone present in awe.

In the battlefield, endless sword energy mixed with spears blazing in all directions, frightened everyone present to flee frantically, for fear of being affected.

“boom!”

Not long after, a shadowy figure flew out from the center of the battlefield, flying for hundreds of miles, just barely able to stabilize her figure.

At this time, she was a little miserable, her dress was broken, her snow-white skin was looming, and blood was constantly spilling from the corners of her mouth.

Wu Qu had fought against her for thousands of rounds before, but they could not let her suffer any injuries, but when Liu Xiangyi joined her, she was severely injured with just one blow. Her cultivation base was already weaker than Liu Xiang’s. , coupled with the martial arts, not being defeated all at once, it is already very impressive.

“Alas, Pavilion Master Xue is going to lose after all!”

“The two ancestral immortals attacked, the Snow Pavilion Master can hold up a blow, it is already very good!”

“I thought this battle would be a protracted battle, but I didn’t expect it to end so soon?”

Many onlookers in the distance, watching this scene, shook their heads and sighed, and there was a lot of discussion. No one was optimistic about Xue Long, let alone the realm of ancestral immortals. In other realms, the siege of the two powerhouses of the same level, both Few can resist.

The many powerhouses who were drawn over by Piaoxuege to support them also looked at each other when they saw this scene. Once Xuelong was defeated, it would be of no use to support Piaoxuege. Perhaps, they should consider retreating.

Of course, as long as Xue Taki is not completely defeated, they will never act rashly.

“It seems that Pavilion Master Xue has not been abandoned all these years. You can withstand a blow from me. In the middle stage of Ancestral Immortal, you are enough to be proud of yourself!”

On the battlefield, Liu Xiang stood holding his sword, glanced at Xue Taki, and chuckled.

“It’s hard to say who wins and who loses before the end!”

Snow Taki narrowed her beautiful eyes and snorted coldly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she put away the long sword in her hand, took a deep breath, her eyes snapped~www.readmtl.com~ her hands were instantly sealed, and a picture book appeared in front of her in an instant, and then , an azure long sword emerged from the catalogue.

When this long sword appeared, a terrifying sword intent swept across all directions in an instant, and all the swords in the whole world were not under the control of their masters, and they all trembled, like a pilgrimage.

“Ancestral Grade Immortal Sword?!”

Seeing the long sword, Liu Xiang and Wu Qu shrank their pupils and exclaimed in unison, even standing behind Sen Ming, their brows were frowning. They never thought that Xue Long actually had an ancestral sword in his hand. Hidden so deep!

“good!”

“This sword is my Piaoxue Pavilion Town Pavilion Immortal Tool!”

“Sword name: Yangchun Baixue!”

Xue Taki’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, nodded, and said loudly, Yangchun Baixue was in hand, her whole person’s breath became sharper and stronger, and the void around her seemed to be unable to withstand the sharpness of Yangchunbaixue, and they were visible to the naked eye. The posture is twisted and cracked.

“This sword is a funeral for you!”

When the voice fell, Xue Taki rose up into the air, and the loud and tender voice resounded throughout the Yuanfeng Mountains.

She held the Yangchun Baixue in her hands high, and the power in her body poured into the long sword. The majestic power made the Yangchun Baixue tremble. The sound of the sword roaring like a dragon’s roar resounded in all directions. , The fierce sword energy swept out, and in an instant, it spread all over Xue Long’s body.

Looking around, the entire world is densely packed with sword energy, obscuring the sky, as if forming a canopy of swords, just a glance is enough to make people desperate. The whole soul of the strong man trembled, as if a **** of death was pointing a sword at their soul.

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