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Chapter 33: The Power of One Sword

Chapter 33 The Power of One Sword

Thousands of miles away from the Tianhe Sect, somewhere close to the top of the sky, the misty white clouds flowed among the trees, mountains and rocks, and gathered into a fairy family scene.

In the thick clouds and mists, three coercive and deep sea-like figures are in it.

Among the three figures, some were sitting cross-legged in the void not far from the ground, some standing quietly, and some closing their eyes without saying anything, but invariably, the Daoyun aura on the three of them was bottomless and hard to detect.

Silence in the field.

On the edge of the rock not far from the three of them, dozens of experts in the Profound Realm of Caves waited and stood quietly. What’s amazing is that these figures, who can dominate in the outside world, now dare not say a word, just wait patiently.

At the center of the mountain, a clear man in white clothes and a sword carrying a long sword looked at the direction of Tianhe Sect, as if he could penetrate thousands of miles away and see what happened in Tianhe Sect.

After a while he said:

“Fellow daoist Li, the Heavenly River Zong Biluo Nine Heavens Sword is already on the stage. They are about to lose their skills. Let’s do it.”

Opposite the man, a calm-looking middle-aged man moved his eyes and said broadly:

“Wait a little longer.”

“The Tianhe Sect hasn’t run out of oil and the lamp is dead.”

“What hole cards do they have, we’d better let the people underneath try again.”

In the middle-aged Daoist’s eyes, there seems to be a Galaxy Cluster circulating, spinning endlessly. He is from the ancestor of the Gate of Northern Dipper.

At this moment, the last of the three, with white hair, closed his eyes as if he was resting, suddenly opened his eyes, and he was displeased with what he said to the man with the sword:

“Jianbai, what are you doing in such a hurry.”

“Tianhe Sect’s preciousness is the No. 1 Sect of Righteous Path. What kind of cards do they have, but maybe.”

“If you want to suffer, eat it yourself, don’t drag us both.”

The white-haired young man said unceremoniously.

“Isn’t it because I was defeated by the saint of swordsman.”

The white-haired young man said with disdain: “Don’t forget, our purpose this time is to use this attack to let the Tianhe Sect help me alleviate the offensive of Mingtu against us.”

“Don’t just think about this fight and delay business.”

After speaking, the gray-haired young man squinted his eyes.

“Ah.”

Hearing this, the white-clothed man carrying the sword said coldly, but said nothing.

The scene was a little unpleasant. At this time, the middle-aged Daoist not only wanted to ease the atmosphere, but also really questioned and said:

“Two of you, do any of you know why the two fellow daoists of Ziyang Sect have not come yet?”

“I don’t know.” The sword-backed man replied. He had doubted about this before, but he didn’t think much about it.

“I don’t know.” The white-haired young man said irritably, “The people of Ziyang Sect are also true. They clearly advocated the siege of Tianhe Sect this time, but they were late first.”

He said so, but the white-haired young man was not worried that Ziyang Sect would play with them. In front of him, the master who is currently fighting against Tianhe Sect is mainly Ziyang Sect.

Suddenly, a lingering Sword Qi cut through the sky in the distance and flew like a meteor.

“This is……”

The clouds on the top of the mountain dissipated, and the three of them were surprised.

“The fellow daoist of Ziyang Sect…wounded?”

The three of them looked solemn, what exactly did Ziyang Sect’s Heavenly Pass just experienced?

At this time, Ziyang Sect’s Tianguan powerhouse just arrived, and this person shouted:

“Three fellow daoist, quickly attack this person, this person is the helping hand requested by Tianhe Sect this time!”

“As soon as this person is broken, our plan will be completed immediately!”

Having said that, the three of them noticed the profound aura hanging far behind the sky gate of Ziyang Sect. This aura is no worse than any of the three, and even wins.

The three of them immediately understood that it was this person who wounded the fellow daoist of Ziyang Sect.

It seemed that this person was very powerful, but the three of them immediately chose to shoot. They believed that the three of them were enough to overpower each other.

In an instant, Ziyang Sect’s Tianguan was far away again.

And this Tianguan realm with a sword eyebrow star, is the person who feigned death and escaped in front of Song Wudao.The chaser behind him was also Song Wudao.

Just now, this person used a magical item to use a fake death method and secretly escaped. As a result, he only ate some Medicine Pill and recovered some injuries. After escaping for some distance, Song Wudao actually chased him again.

In the meantime, if he hadn’t used various escape Magical Items, he would have been captured by Song Wudao a long time ago.

At this moment, after seeing the three of them, he immediately had the idea of ​​throwing Song Wudao behind them to them.

The sky is big, the small life is the biggest.

In order to avoid chasing and killing, this is nothing else.

This is really too much for the people chasing behind him, otherwise why should he do this.

Now it can be delayed for a while, it is for a while.

The three major Tianguans brazenly shot, the world changed color for a while, the situation arose, and a powerful attack appeared.

Among them, Sword Qi is passionate, and seems to hit the stars and fall to the moon.

There is boundless Star light rises, the big array spreads out, and it runs like eternity.

In addition, a murderous intent bloomed in the dark, and the blood-colored starlight locked on Song Wudao who was flying here.

In the blink of an eye, the mountains and rivers shattered, and the wind and rain were precarious.

In the distance, when the great battle occurred, more than a dozen Dong Profound Realm not far away had long been far away.

When they realized that a fight in the Heavenly Pass was about to take place, they immediately chose to watch the battle in a remote place.

The battle at Tianguan Realm is too horrible. If you are not careful, they will be affected and lose their lives.

“Who is this person?”

“Don’t worry about who it is, this person is over, one person is alone against the three great ancestors, he has no chance to survive.”

“Hahaha, this person is really stupid, and his luck is extremely bad.”

…

However, soon they couldn’t laugh, and a scene they had never seen in their lives appeared before their eyes.

They will never forget the next scene.

I saw the chasing people, slashed fiercely with a slash, and immeasurable brilliance bloomed, like a god like a devil, and the world in front of them was covered with sword aura. After a brilliant sword light passed, there were countless three Heavenly Passes that they trusted so much. Be divided into two.

And watching its Taoist rhyme aura, Death has already been annihilated.

Watching War Practitioner eyes reveal is horrified, and my heart is shaken.

The three Tianguan ancestors they admired so much on weekdays were beheaded instantly!

“Who the hell is this person!”

“It’s terrible!”

They said with lingering fears.

Then someone said.

“Look at it, the knife in his hand, isn’t it the weapon of the saint of swordsman?”

“So to say……”

“This person is the saint of sword?”

“Hiss——” Someone sucked in the air, and the saint saint really appeared again?

But why do they feel that this person’s appearance is a bit different from the legendary saint of swords, there is always a sense of disobedience.

Song Wudao went away in an instant, but before he left, he heard other people’s doubts about his identity.

Therefore, after he left, a voice from a distance was conveyed to everyone’s ears.

“I am not a saint.”

These Dong Profound Realm masters were sweating all of a sudden, and their faces turned pale, and they didn’t expect Song Wudao to spot them in the distance.

The thoughts that they thought hadn’t caught Song Wudao’s attention instantly dissipated, becoming sincere and frightened.

Secretly praying that the mysterious master should not attack them.

“I understand, this one is indeed not a saint.”

Someone understood why they had a sense of disobedience just now, recalling the eyes closed when Song Wudao briefly appeared.

“Because this… is probably a blind man!”

“He is… the Devil!”