Chapter 1721 (1/2)

the corpses lie all over the countryside.

Every corpse is plundered, clean and flesh, and presents a state of mummy, with painful and frightened expression.

One of the ten sword schools in Yanran mountain, the fierce and incomparable cold frost sword sect, became the purgatory of the world at this time.

Han Zhengyang licked the corner of his mouth. His red eyes were like a sea of blood. He laughed and said, ”as soon as you finish eating them, you will take the initiative to come to the door. The sword cultivation in this world is really very understanding.”

It's not a simple obsession!

This judgment can be concluded as follows: first, the cold frost sword sect is like purgatory; second, the breath of Han Zhengyang is almost terrifying.

The blood colored eyes covered the people. The sword master and the masters of the sword clan suddenly felt tight. They believed most of Qin Huan's words in an instant.

”Let's crack down on Han Zhengyang first, and then continue to investigate the truth.” Xie Chungang opened his mouth in a deep voice and was the first to take out the sword.

The wind rises suddenly among the mountains. It is gentle and gentle without any sharp breath. It only lingers endlessly.

The drizzle, like silk, comes with the wind.

At the scene, the swordsman's face was dignified. The so-called spring breeze turns into rain and moistens things silently, which is the highest realm of Chunfeng sword school.

Xie Chungang's sword seems to be ordinary, but he has integrated his whole body into it.

No one dares to keep a hand.

The master of Dongshan sword has a dignified look, and his whole body is boiling with his sword breath. In a moment, he condenses a little bit. It seems that the towering mountains come down, and they are fiercely pressed.

The sword is magnificent!

The other sword masters, the strong ones of each sword clan, also made swords at the same time.

The Mountain Gate of the cold frost sword sect is now transformed into a sea of sword rest. There are many kinds of sword breath, which fill every corner of the world.

There is no doubt that this is the strongest sword in the world. It is the most brilliant, dazzling and powerful scene that can be broken out by the current sword cultivation.

The whole area of Yanran mountain can clearly feel the sudden explosion of terror sword breath. Countless sword practitioners subconsciously widened their eyes and looked at the direction of the cold frost sword sect. The storm waves set off in the heart lake.

What happened?!

For the first time, Qin Huan intuitively saw the strength of Kendo in Yanran mountain.

As expected, he is extremely strong.

In particular, Xie Chungang, the master of the spring breeze sword, is so exquisite that it is not weaker than Hu Fu, who holds the broken sky sword. He even has a higher chance of winning.

If he did not hold the sword of mountain and sea, he would not win even if he could summon the small world to come.

This is the strong point of sword cultivation. If you cut everything with one sword, you won't be given the chance to fight with your advantage.

But even so, Qin Huan was not optimistic about the battle. The most direct reason was that he was asked to turn the tide and become the Savior of Yanran mountain. This shows her real attitude in her heart, and Qin Huan has no reason to doubt her judgment of meat and meat.

In addition, looking at Han Zhengyang at the moment, Qin Huan couldn't help but shiver. It was a kind of uncontrollable fear from the soul, facing the abyss of destruction.

Although not yet, see Han Zhengyang hand, but ”get” Bai Feifei cut off his hand, not many people can win. Even Qin Huan doubted that Han Zhengyang at this time could be regarded as the existence of sword cultivation in the imperial realm.

”Good, good! Your sword breath is delicious. It must be a great enjoyment to swallow you up. ”

With his bloody eyes boiling, Han Zhengyang laughed and reached out, and a bloody sword appeared in his hand. The sword appeared in an instant, and the spring breeze suddenly stopped between heaven and earth, and the drizzle directly turned into blood color. Then the rain was majestic and turned into a bloody rain, covering everyone.

The sword comes from the field of success!

And this is the realm of sword cultivation in the world, which has never touched the Tao. It is only the means of sword cultivation in emperor's state in legend.

In a flash, all the Kendo masters in Yanran mountain were suppressed!

Every drop of blood is a tyrannical sword breath, which is full of endless killing intention. It will smash them to pieces.

A moment ago, all the strong Kendo masters of Yanran mountain joined hands to kill evil spirits. In a flash, it became the holy land of Kendo with blood and rain.

Xie Chungang's face changed greatly. He did not hesitate to roar, ”Lord Qin, please help me!”

To Xie Chungang's words, Mei Shenglin agreed with 100 people. Who could have thought that Han Zhengyang is so strong.

Huangjing sword cultivation This is the common dream of all sword practitioners in Yanran mountain!

However, there is no need to say more about the horror of sword cultivation in Huangjing. The scene in front of us is the best explanation.

As for why, Mei Shenglin felt that Qin Huan was ”qualified” to help.

It's very simple. At the moment, the Mountain Gate of frost sword sect is located. The sky above is majestic, covering everything between heaven and earth.

However, Qin Huan's location was vacant. There was no drop of blood falling from him. Not only that, but also the blood rain that had already fallen on the ground flowed everywhere, and they did not dare to get close to Qin Huan.

Does that need to be said?Gudong -

Mei Shenglin swallowed his saliva and looked at Qin Huan beside him. His eyes subconsciously showed deep awe. He suddenly found that the leader of his family was a really smart man. With his efforts to protect the disciples of kaitianjian sect, the relationship between the two sides was naturally close.

In the future, I want to know with my knee that Kaitian Jianzong will become one of the biggest mountains in Yanran mountain! Even the word ”one” after it may be deleted.

”Lord...” Seeing that Qin Huan didn't respond, Mei Shenglin couldn't help but open his mouth. If he waited any longer, it would be hard to say what would happen to the swordsmen in the blood rain field.

Gu Bai looks calm, a face light cloud, ”urgent what? Since the Lord Qin appears here, he has his own decision. ”

Qin Huan was impressed by the fact that Lord Gu did not forget to maintain his image as an expert when he was serious. Let alone other things, his persistence was admirable.

Hearing this, he said with a smile: ”master Gu, I just feel that I have no reason to make a move. When Kaitian sword school was destroyed, none of you here helped us a little. Not to mention, I opened the gate of tianjianzong and reopened it, but I didn't get any of the things I had back then. ”

Wei Heng took a deep breath, ”Lord Qin, I have nothing to do with the events of that year! In sword prison, you helped Xu Jing and others. I am very grateful to you. Please help again. The sword clan of South China Sea will never forget the great kindness! ”

Qin Huan sneered.

No answer, but this sneer, has their own attitude, performance incisively and vividly.

Think he's blind?

He has not settled the bad debts of Nanhai Jianzong. He wants to clean himself up and put the excrement pot on Kaitian Jianzong's head. He thinks this is a wishful thinking. Can't he see through it?

Wei Heng's face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, ”all the mistakes in the previous incident were due to Wei. Please master Qin a lot...”

Before he finished, Qin Huan interrupted, ”sorry, I can't

In his eyes, he swept through the field of blood and rain, supporting the people, ”Lord Gu, my family suddenly has an idea. If all of you present fall here, what changes will happen in Yanran mountain?”

Gu Bai calm face, appear a stiff, light cough, ”Lord Qin, really will joke.”