Update time: 20121026 "I've met the sect master," Thirteen Deadly Swords said loudly as he respectfully raised his fist towards Yunfeng.
"I'm injured," Yun Feng said coldly.
"I'm incompetent, please forgive me, Master," Lao Seven, Lao Eight, Lao Ninth, and Lao Thirteen knelt on one knee in front of Yunfeng and said loudly.
"It is a common practice for warriors to compete with each other to win or lose.
Why are you guilty?
I just find it strange that there are still people in the Netherworld who can defeat you," Yun Feng said lightly.
"Master, my Thirteenth Brother and I joined forces and were defeated by Xuefeihua, the owner of the "Xue Family Fort" in the northwest."
Lao Qi said helplessly.
"My ninth brother and I were defeated by Wei Tong, the master of the southeastern "Tianjian Sect"."
Lao Ba said guiltily.
"Xue Feihua, the master of Xue Family Fort, and the guard boy who is the head of Tianjian Sect, humph, then I will use your two families to sacrifice the banner of my Wushuang Sect, and let the forces in Wujie Land know that I, the Demon God, are not kidding them.
Yunfeng said coldly.
"Lead the way," Yunfeng said loudly.
"Yes, Master," the four said in unison.
On the "Jinning Mountain" in the southeast of Wujie Land, which is only a hundred miles away from the Tianyang Empire, a sect named "Tianjian Sect" has stood here for hundreds of years.
They are all at the eighth level of Sword Master and the peak level of Sword Master.
And the current leader "Wei Tong" has stepped into the rank of "Pseudo Sword Emperor".
Even in the boundless land where there are so many strong men, the three words "Heavenly Sword Sect" are shouted extremely loudly.
It's no wonder that when Lao Ba and Lao Jiu from Thirteen Swordsmen came to distribute invitations to the Wushuang Sect, they were rejected by the other party.
With the power that the Tianjian Sect has accumulated in the Wujie Land for many years, how can it be used in the name of a demon god?
It was scary.
Unless, unless he really confronts the Demon God, but by then, it seems to be a little too late.
"The Tianjian Gate is an important place, please stay here."
The two warriors guarding the mountain said loudly as they looked at the fourteen warriors in black who were slowly walking towards them.
The fourteen people did not pay attention to the two warriors guarding the mountain, and still walked forward slowly.
"The mountain gate is an important place, and those who trespass will perish."
The two warriors guarding the mountain roared, and they drew out their long swords, and stabbed the leading man in black with the tip of the sword.
The long swords of the two mountain-guarding warriors passed quickly through the crowd, while the fourteen people still walked leisurely along the stairs towards the mountain.
"Gui Gui" the two men shouted in horror as they looked at the fourteen people walking slowly up the mountain.
"Heavenly Sword Gate is an important place, and everyone who comes here should respect themselves."
A majestic voice sounded in the stone steps.
A few feet ahead, a Sword Emperor warrior who was over forty years old led several young men to block the stone steps. superior.
"The Demon God of the Wushuang Sect led his brothers, Thirteen, to come and pay homage to the mountain," Yun Feng said coldly.
"Demon God" The middle-aged man was startled and whispered a few words to a young man behind him.
He saw the young man running quickly towards the top of the mountain.
"Master of the Demon God, please wait a moment.
I have sent a subordinate to inform the leader," the man said loudly, clasping his fists at the Demon God.
"There's no need to go to such trouble."
Jian Ming let out a cold scream, and he saw his figure straighten up, and the long sword in his hand was swept out at high speed.
Before the warriors of Tianjian Sect could even react at all, they were already covering their throats with both hands, and fell down.
On the stone steps, everyone's eyes were full of despair.
"Sect Master, I hope that my thirteen brothers will regain the face that Lao Ba and Lao Ninth have lost."
Jian Ming looked at Yun Feng and said seriously.
Yunfeng nodded slightly.
Yunfeng didn't understand why the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swordsmen, who had already thought of retreating to seclusion in the Netherworld, had such violent murderous intentions when they arrived on the Tianhao Continent.
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Could it be that It's because I have been following myself for a long time.
In fact, Yunfeng didn't know that when the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords followed Yunfeng on the Tianhao Continent and tried their best to kill the enemies of various sects, when the opponent heard about the Wushuang Sect Demon God and the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords, the look on his face That kind of frightened and trembling expression greatly satisfied the self-esteem of Jian Ming and others, even though their names were usually ranked second to the Demon God.
"Let's go!"
Jian Ming let out a cold roar, and the thirteen people jumped up and flew towards the top of the mountain.
The brother had lost face, so Jian Ming personally led the brothers to ask for it back, in order to save the Demon God Sect.
The master intimidated all the warriors in the unbounded world, and further ensured that he and his brothers had a unique position in the heart of the devil.
If their brothers always act sloppily in doing things, in the future, with the strength of the Demon God Sect Master, the masters of the Wushuang Sect will also be hiding dragons and crouching tigers.
By then, even if the Demon God still regards them as brothers, they may not be able to stay by the Demon God's side anymore.
On fire.
Yunfeng leisurely walked up the mountain step by step along the stone steps.
Corpses rolled down the mountain one by one.
On the stone steps on the mountain road, there were also people lying everywhere on the Tianjianmen who had their throats cut with a sword. disciple.
The beautiful, quiet and peaceful "Jinning Mountain" is overshadowed by the puddles of dried blood, and it is even more depressing because of the corpses that cover the mountain.
"I have no grudges against the Demon God of the Wushuang Sect.
Why did the Wushuang Sect go on a killing spree at my Heavenly Sword Sect today?"
A man's rough angry roar sounded in the martial arts square outside the "Tianjian Sect".
"My Demon God Sect Master thinks highly of your Heavenly Sword Sect, and ordered my two brothers to come and send greetings.
Not only did you not accept the invitation, but you seriously injured my two brothers anyway.
This is enough for your entire Heavenly Sword Sect to punish them."
"Sin," Jian Ming replied coldly, but the long sword in his hand did not stop at all, and he struck at Wei Tong, the master of the Tianjian Sect, faster than the other.
Wei Tong's cultivation level has reached the level of "Pseudo Sword Emperor".
It would not be difficult for him to defeat dozens of warriors below the seventh level of Sword Master with his strength.
But for some reason, when he faced the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords of the Unparalleled Sect that frightened mainland warriors today, he felt extremely strenuous.
Every time he made a move, he was suppressed by the tacit understanding of everyone on the other side, and the thirteen people on the other side were extremely powerful.
The sword formation also left Wei Tong with only the ability to resist and no ability to fight back.
"An angry sword returns the heart."
Jian Ming let out a cold roar, and the Thirteen Deadly Swordsmen standing in various directions stared at the ground with their feet.
They saw everyone pushing the long swords in their hands forward, and the thirteen silver swords were released.
From all four directions, they shot toward Wei Tong in the void.
Wei Tong did not dare to show any signs of neglect.
His figure flashed quickly, and the long sword in his hand danced with layers of sword shadows.
He could only hear the harsh sound of iron clashing above the martial arts square.
A silver sword crossed in front of Wei Tong and was quickly knocked away by the sword in Wei Tong's hand.
"Phantom Sword Rain" Jian Ming roared wildly.
The moment the thirteen silver swords were struck back, they suddenly began to rotate rapidly on their own.
In an instant, there were layers of illusory sword shadows all around Wei Tong and in the void.
Among them, there are dozens of real sharp silver swords hidden.
"Dang Dang" Wei Tong's body turned rapidly, trying his best to dodge the extraordinary sword shadow, but he could not easily avoid the sword shadow that filled the sky.
In desperation, Wei Tong had no choice but to draw his sword with all his strength and shake away the shadows of the sword that were close to him.
However, some of these illusory and real sword shadows were shattered by Wei Tong's sword, but when his sword hit him head-on, When he saw those sharp silver swords, his right palm was also slightly numb from the shock.
"The shadow of the sky sword is broken."
Wei Tong roared and saw his figure standing on the spot, holding the sword technique tightly in his left hand.
On the long sword in his right hand, a domineering and extraordinary energy condensed rapidly.
Wei Tong pressed his right foot to the ground, and quickly rushed into the void.
The sword in his hand struck in all directions extremely quickly, and the sword shadows in the sky were quickly slashed at the illusory sword shadows everywhere, and the void was completely destroyed in an instant.
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The countless sword shadows in his body shocked everyone.
The Thirteen Deadly Swordsmen and others pushed their right palms into the air at the same time, and a domineering palm force hit the hilt of the silver sword that quickly fell down, and the silver sword pierced all around.
The Thirteen Deadly Swords and others.
I saw everyone in the Thirteen Deadly Swords turn around, and quickly stretched out their right hands.
Everyone held the long sword that passed by tightly in their hands.
The steps of everyone's feet changed slightly, and they walked quickly and alternately in a tacit understanding.
The orientation of the formation.
"Every sword returns to dust."
Everyone roared at the same time.
They stepped hard on the ground with their right foot, and thirteen black figures quickly shot towards Wei Tong in the void.
However, wherever the figures of the Thirteen Deadly Swordsmen passed by, the space they passed by was drawn into wrinkles like water-shaped ripples by the shocking power emitted by the silver swords in their hands.
The Thirteen Deadly Swords were almost all completed in the blink of an eye, without a trace of lag, with the palm force of the sword hitting the sword, catching the sword, stepping out of the formation, and then striking the guard boy in the void with the sword.
"Uh."
Wei Tong was shocked.
He didn't expect that the Thirteen Deadly Swords' cooperation was so tacit that they could attack him again in such a blink of an eye.
Wei Tong, who was in the void with nowhere to hide, twisted the sword in his hand and drew sword shadows all over the sky.
He quickly swept towards the thirteen deadly swords coming from all directions.
He wanted to rely on his extraordinary momentum.
The domineering sword shadow forced back the thirteen life-threatening swords.
"Mortal swords return to dust" is the special skill of the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords.
Even the high-ranking Sword Emperor Tianzun does not dare to underestimate its power.
How could a "fake sword master" like Wei Tong be able to do so easily?
It's cracked.
In the void, black shadows were seen quickly passing back and forth from Wei Tong's broad figure.
Every time people flashed in front of Wei Tong, Wei Tong's figure shook violently.
After a long time, the Thirteen Deadly Swords suddenly flipped backwards with all their strength, and everyone stood firmly on the ground.
"Hiss, hiss," the sound of cloth breaking came from Wei Tong's body.
With a "hiss" sound, Wei Tong's broad figure was instantly torn into dozens of pieces by several invisible sword energies, scattered on the ground of the martial arts field.
"Daddy" "Master Master" "Headmaster" Seeing Wei Tong's tragic death, all the warriors from the Tianjian Sect let out wild roars and rushed over.
Suddenly, a black figure appeared in front of everyone, and everyone could only hear the other party's cold roar: "The blood dragon comes out of the abyss."
"Ouch!"
A thunderous dragon roar sounded in the martial arts square in front of Tianjian Gate.
A giant energy dragon with a silver scorching light all over its body and transformed by the power of its domineering palm rushed forward crazily.
A warrior from the Tianjian sect came.
"Hiss, ah, ah!"
The sound of clothes being torn apart rang out from the warriors, the sound of screams rang out in the martial arts field, and the broken limbs flew apart in the void.
The members of the Tianjian Sect would never have thought that the head guard boy would suffer such a disaster just by injuring the person from the Wushuang Sect who came to deliver a "famous invitation".
"Take Wei Tong's head and the plaque of "Heavenly Sword Gate" and go," Yun Feng said coldly, turned around and walked down the mountain.
"Yes, Sect Master" Jian Ming said loudly
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