Chapter Three Hundred and Forty Second Master Even Out

"Benefits, Yin Tianjue, what benefits did the Shifang Sword Sect give you? You are not afraid that the Shifang Sword Sect will unite the Scorching Sun Empire and become stronger, and then point the finger at the Yinyue Empire?"

Lin Xueyi looked at the cloudy sky.

"Haha, it's okay to tell you, it turns out that the territory of the Ghost Moon Sword Sect belongs to my Yinyue Empire!"

Overcast must have laughed.

"What? Shifang Sword Sect, this is betraying the country!"

Lin Xueyi roared.

The Shifang Sword Sect actually granted the vast territory of the Ghost Moon Sword Sect to the Yinyue Empire, which was equivalent to one-fifth of the territory of the Scorching Sun Empire.

The Shifang Sword Sect is simply omnipotent.

"Lin Xueyi, this is a cooperation of interests and a win-win situation. Well, your Xuanyuan Sword Sect is destined to be destroyed, kill!"

Cloudy must order.

Swish! Swish! …

On the back of the huge centipede, dozens of figures flew out, killing the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Immediately, dozens of Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples were killed.

These dozens of people are all top-level powerhouses, with the worst cultivation bases, all of them have the sixth level of Wuzong, and there are three strongmen of the ninth level of Wuzong.

As soon as the shot was made, the situation on the scene changed drastically, and the Xuanyuan Sword Sect fell behind.

Cloudy didn't make a move, his target was Lin Xueyi.

"Duanmu Canghai, how about you and I join forces to kill Lin Xueyi?"

Yin Tianjue sneered.

"Exactly what I want!"

Duanmu Canghai's turbid eyes showed a gloomy look.

boom! boom!

The breaths of the two erupted and swept the heavens and the earth. The clouds in the sky were washed by the breaths of the two and turned into flying ashes.

Keng!

The fourth-level high-grade war sword in Lin Xueyi's hand let out a soft sound,

A sword soared into the sky.

He looked at Duanmu Canghai and Yin Tianjue with a solemn expression.

In the face of two half-step kings, he is not at all sure. He knows that he must work hard today, otherwise, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect will not be guaranteed.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Duanmu Canghai and Yin Tianjue shouted in unison, and each made a move.

Duanmu Canghai used a sword, Yin Tianjue used a spear, and the two attacks went hand in hand and attacked Lin Xueyi.

"Xuantian Sword Art!"

Lin Xueyi let out a long roar, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into a divine sword. The sword intent soared to the sky, and a splendid sword light seemed to come from outside the sky and slashed out violently.

boom! boom!

Two earth-shattering roars spread across a hundred miles.

Looking at the sky from below, you can see that the whole sky is covered with sword energy, the light of war spears is densely covered, the space is trembling, and it is extremely terrifying.

call out!

The next moment, a figure retreated crazily, and due to the speed, a wave of thousands of meters was rolled up.

It was Lin Xueyi, he stepped back several thousand meters, groaned, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Lin Xueyi, you alone are no match for the two of us. Today, you are dead!"

Yin Tianjue sneered.

"Even if you die, I will pull you back!"

Lin Xueyi's eyes flashed with madness.

"Pull us back? Haha, Lin Xueyi, you think too highly of yourself, so die!"

Cloudy Tianjue laughed loudly, with an aura like a mountain, and attacked Lin Xueyi again.

At the same time, Duanmu Canghai also attacked Lin Xueyi.

boom! boom!

There were two more thunderous roars, and Lin Xueyi retreated again, coughing up blood and his face was pale.

In the face of two powerhouses of the same realm, he was completely defeated and completely suppressed.

They are all in the realm of half kings, and they all cultivate their 'potential' to the limit, and they all stand at the peak of the scorching sun empire and the yin moon empire. Who can be much worse than the other?

Lin Xueyi could not be an opponent with one against two.

"Haha, Lin Xueyi, die!"

The cloudy sky screamed wildly, the war spear pierced through the void, turned into a giant spear several hundred meters long, and attacked Lin Xueyi.

"Lin Xueyi, let this old man give you a ride!"

Duanmu Canghai also sneered, the sword light shocked the sky, and infinite energy burst out from that old body.

A sword light slashed towards Lin Xueyi.

at this time--

hum!

The sky and the earth shook violently, and in the void in the distance, a sword light was slashed.

This sword light, hundreds of meters long, turned black, and the most amazing thing was that when the sword light cut through the void, there were bursts of shrill screams, like countless evil ghosts screaming.

The goal of this sword light is absolutely cloudy.

"Ghost King Purgatory Slash!"

Yin Tianjue exclaimed, his face changed, and then he shouted, forcibly reversed the direction of the warhead in his hand, and slammed into the sword light.

With a roar, Yin Tianjue's body shook slightly, and he stepped back a few steps. Every time he took a step, there would be a roar in the air.

Swish!

The sword light dissipated, and an old man wearing a black robe with a black bright moon embroidered on the robe appeared in the air.

"Shangguan old ghost, it really is you!"

Yun Tianjue's face was gloomy.

"The ancestor of the Ghost Moon Sword Sect, Shangguan Ming!"

Lin Xueyi's face showed joy.

He thought that the Ghost Moon Sword Sect was destroyed and Shangguan Ming had already died in battle. At this time, it seemed that Shangguan Ming was not dead.

"Shangguan old ghost, I didn't kill you last time. This time, you will die by yourself. This is God's will."

Yin Tianjue sneered.

"Yin Tianjue, and the Shifang Sword Sect, even if this old man fights for this old life, he will not let you succeed."

A look of resentment appeared on Shangguan Ming's face.

The Ghost Moon Sword Sect was destroyed, and he did not want to take revenge all the time.

"Shangguan Ming, you old bone, go early!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from far away.

Then, a slender figure, carrying his hands on his back, stepped into the air.

In an instant, it appeared in the near future.

"Autumn Wuyang!"

Lin Xueyi and Shangguan Ming's expressions changed drastically.

Qiu Wuyang, the head of the Shifang Sword Sect, was actually nearby.

"Shangguan Ming, I knew you were unwilling and always wanted revenge, so I didn't take action just now, I just wanted to lure you out and deal with you together."

Qiu Wuyang said indifferently, his figure flashed, and together with Duanmu Canghai and Yin Tianjue, the finished glyph, surrounded Lin Xueyi and Shangguan Ming in the middle.

Lin Xueyi and Shangguan Ming leaned against each other, their faces extremely ugly.

Qiu Wuyang devised a strategy, taking everything into account, and interlocking each other, so that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect had no chance of surviving.

what!

At this moment, a long howl came from below, piercing the sky.

The eyes of Lin Xueyi and others couldn't help but look in that direction.

There, Feng Wuji and Duanmu Lin were fighting.

But at this time, Feng Wuji was completely defeated, covered in blood, and one arm was broken by Duanmu Lin's palm.

"Haha, Feng Wuji, you are the No. 1 member of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and the Six Heroes of the Lie Sun. You are just a waste. If I had been born a few years earlier, I wouldn't have any chance of you being in the first place."

Duanmu Lin laughed, his breath was like madness, and his cultivation level actually reached the fourth level of Wuzong.

boom!

Duanmu Lin slashed out, Feng Wuji barely resisted, and was blasted over a thousand meters, blood spurting wildly in his mouth.

"Worryless!"

High in the sky, Lin Xueyi was extremely worried.

"Hey, Lin Xueyi, you've already been defeated. Even the younger generation, the genius of my Duanmu family is enough to crush you.

Duanmu Canghai sneered again and again.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao