First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1277: Just want 1 death

The words of the Huapao youth are casual and peaceful.

But everyone present broke out in a cold sweat.

They are the big figures of the Qingluan Spiritual Clan, and they have enormous authority. They can be placed on an equal footing with the headmasters of the starry sky giants.

However, at this time, everyone felt uncomfortable.

As one of the six ancient guardians of Taoism, the Qingluan Spirit Clan used a **** and cruel method to select nine young masters from the main lineage of the clan a long time ago.

Each of the young masters has their own specialties, and is a peerless figure who was killed from the children of the main line.

These nine young masters are regarded as the heirs of the patriarch, and they have a special status.

Besides each young master, there are a group of big figures from the clan, which is equivalent to the formation of nine factions!

In the past long years, there have been many conflicts and contradictions between these nine young masters.

This is the so-called "nine sons seize the heir".

Everyone wants to step on each other and eventually ascend to the position of the patriarch, so each young master is frantically accumulating strength to suppress and retaliate against his opponent.

And this situation was acquiesced by the old antiques of the Qingluan Spiritual Race!

It's like raising a gu.

After fighting and fighting among the nine young masters, only one of them will become the heir to the patriarch!

Up to now, six of the nine young masters have been eliminated.

Currently, there are only three people left.

Among them, there is the young man in a robe sitting on the ground at this time.

His name is Feng Yunlie.

Born intelligent and gifted, when he was born in the world, there were auspicious clouds in the sky, which attracted the attention of the clan.

Among the original nine young masters, Feng Yunlie is the youngest, the least senior, and the least favored.

However, over time, Feng Yunlie gradually revealed his background and skills far beyond imagination.

There are only two young masters who were defeated by him!

Fengyun Lie cultivated for 39,000 years, and he cultivated in the later stage of the Unity Realm. Among the nine young masters, he could not be said to be the top.

But he always wins in brutal competition every time.

It is worth mentioning that, although only the cultivation base in the homeland realm, Fengyun Lie can fight across borders, and once suppressed the peerless enemy in the early days of the cave realm!

Because of this, in today's Qingluan Spiritual Clan, as one of the three most powerful candidates for the successor of the patriarch, Feng Yunlie's status is far more noble than some of the clan's big figures.

Some old-fashioned people greeted him when they saw him.

The big people present may be higher in seniority than Feng Xinglie, but in front of Feng Xinglie, they can only lower their eyebrows and lower their eyes.

At this time, the black-robed man who came to report even lowered his head and said ashamedly, "Young Master's lesson is right, I'll settle the matter now."

He turned around and was about to leave, Feng Xinglie, who was sitting on the ground, said, "Hold on."

The black-robed man's body stiffened, and he bowed to greet him and said, "What other orders do you have, young master?"

Feng Xinglie looked down at the animal skin roll in his hand, and said casually, "Don't destroy that magical medicine at the Ascension Realm level, otherwise, raise your head to see you."

The black-robed man froze in his heart and took orders in awe: "Here!"

At this time, an old man in white sitting next to Feng Xinglie said, "Xingya, you should go too."

In the shadow of the corner, a hoarse voice sounded: "I only listen to the young master."

Looking carefully, the person who spoke was a slender figure in a robe, with scribbled beard and hair, carrying a white jade gourd, and he was drunk with alcohol all over his body.

Feng Xinglie was stunned for a moment, and said to the old man in white, "Is it really necessary?"

The old man in white said warmly: "Be careful sailing the ten thousand year ship. A person who dares to take action against our Qingluan Spirit Race powerhouse is either an idiot with no eyes, or a ruthless person who has something to rely on. And I think, dare to enter Crow Ridge roams and repels the role of Elder Mu Yun, so his mind should not be stupid."

Feng Xinglie thought for a while, and said, "It's okay, Xingya, you can go for a walk, I only have one request, and I won't leave anything alive."

Speaking, he lowered his eyes again and looked at the animal skin scroll in his hand.

In the corner, the drunken robed man got up, stretched his waist, and strode out.

And the man in the black robe followed closely behind.

Until the figures of the two disappeared, Feng Xinglie seemed to have forgotten this small matter.

He said casually: "This time, there are several old guys from the Yu clan of the ancient clan, and there are also a group of stubborn people from the Galaxy Sect. If there is a conflict, I'm not afraid..."

Speaking of this, he frowned, "The only thing I can't figure out is why Jiutian Pavilion is not mixed in. It's really abnormal."

The old man in white next to him smiled and said, "Young Master, you don't need to worry about it. Since Yan Daolin agreed and won't interfere in this matter, then he won't do it."

"Yan Dao Lin's mind is unpredictable, even my third uncle said that he is a peerless ruthless man who eats people and does not spit bones. Let me be careful and don't provoke it easily."

Feng Xinglie rubbed his nose lightly, "I really hope he won't get involved in this fight for chance."

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The summit of the Black Mountain.

A mouthful of Daoyin floated in front of Su Yi.

His hands and fingers were constantly changing, forming all kinds of secret seals and breaking into that one Dao seal.

This is a secret technique for sacrificing Taoist soldiers.

The name is called Xingyuan Quenching Spirit. At the beginning, Guanzhu used this secret technique to make the sword of the world into a sword of the world that shook the starry sky for an era.

In the far distance, three figures suddenly appeared silently.

There are the beautiful woman who once guarded this place before, as well as a man in a black robe, and a tall and thin man in a long robe carrying a white jade wine gourd.

It is Feng Muyun, Fengshan Lake, and Fengxingya of the Qingluan Spirit Clan!

Among them, Fengxingya is clearly at the top.

"Yo ho, I even won a feather-level Dao Seal, this little guy is amazing."

Far away, Feng Xingya, who smelled of alcohol, uttered in surprise.

"Brother, this person is far from powerful."

Feng Muyun's eyes were full of fear, and he quickly transmitted his voice to explain every detail of his fight with Su Yi.

After listening to this, Fengshanhu in a black robe couldn't help but be moved, and said: "In the late stage of the same life, but he can step and smash the 'Wind and Flame Ten Arrays', defeating characters like you in the early Dongyu realm, this guy It's terrifying indeed!"

"Interesting, so funny!"

Feng Xingya murmured, his sleepy drunk eyes became clear, as if he had encountered something of great interest, and his whole person showed a kind of excitement.

"Have you ever seen such a defiant character before?"

Windstar Cliff asked.

Feng Muyun shook his head.

Fengshanhu smiled bitterly: "Don't say I've seen it, I haven't even heard of it."

"That's more fun!"

Feng Xingya pouted, "In my opinion, this kid is most likely an old scumbag who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and hides his own cultivation! Let me see his details!"

Speaking, there was a turbulent gleam in the depths of his eyes, and a little silver like a star appeared, and it slowly swirled like a vortex.

Afterwards, he raised his eyes and looked at Su Yi on the top of the black mountain in the distance.

Breakthrough! One of the forbidden secret techniques of the Qingluan Spiritual Clan, a top-level inheritance that only people of the main lineage who can comprehend the "law of God" are qualified to control.

Both Feng Muyun and Fengshan Lake showed a hint of envy that was not easily discernible.

They are collateral clansmen, let alone cultivating taboo secret techniques such as the Destructive Divine Eye, they are not qualified to comprehend the "Shen Xun Law"!

"It's impolite!"

A cold snort suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Su Yi, sitting cross-legged on the top of the Black Mountain, frowned slightly.

Boom!

An invisible power of the soul, like a Dao sword that dominates the sky and Jedi, rushes up from Su Yi.

Almost at the same time, in the eyes of Feng Xingya, Su Yi turned into a sword, smashing Qingming across the sky, dominating the world.

The incomparable sword intent seems to crush everything!

Feng Xingya's eyes were stinging, her body trembled, and she immediately put away the Mystery of Delusional Pupil.

"What a terrible soul power!"

Wind Star Cliff is surprised.

He licked his lips. Instead of being annoyed, he seemed more excited, as if he had found a very attractive prey.

Fengmuyun and Fengshanhu sucked in cool air.

Delusional pupils are the forbidden secret techniques of their clan. It is said that they can penetrate the delusions of Zhoutian and gain insight into the root of all spirits.

But now, it is blocked by a king of the same life realm!

"Just the three of you?"

At the top of the black mountain, Su Yi put away the Daoyin that was half of the sacrifice, and stood up with a trace of displeasure on his brows.

Whoever is disturbed like this won't be in a good mood.

"Yo ho, listening to this tone, he doesn't even look at us."

Feng Xingya couldn't help laughing. He walked towards this side staggeringly with a condescending manner.

"However, you're wrong, this time I'm the only one who made the shot, that's enough."

Feng Xingya opened her mouth with a smile.

His figure is as thin as a bamboo pole, his beard and hair are scribbled, and he is sloppy.

But as he travels, a terrifying law force emerges, like wisps of ethereal silver streamers, like a dream.

And the power on his body is like a ruler coming to the world, oppressing the world and shaking, and the ten directions are turbulent.

Feng Muyun and Fengshanhu looked at each other with complex expressions, ranging from shock, awe, and sadness.

Feng Xingya, an elder of the main line of the clan.

It is also the early cultivation base of Dongyu Realm, but Feng Xingya's combat power can easily crush their two sideline peers!

If it is placed in the depths of this starry sky, even those characters in the later stages of the Cave Realm are not necessarily the opponents of Feng Xingya!

Everything depends on what Feng Xingya has mastered, which is the Law of Shen Xun, and what he cultivates is the supreme inheritance of the Qingluan Spiritual Clan!

"You?"

Su Yi laughed~IndoMTL.com~ Listen to my advice, don't kill yourself, just leave, otherwise, today will be your day of sacrifice. "

As an outsider, if he understands the Qingluan Spirit Clan, he thinks that no one in the world can reach him.

This kind of understanding is not only an understanding of the status of their clan, but also the insight and mastery of their clan inheritance, the great way, and the secret arts!

There is no way. As a spectator in his previous life, he once played a game with an old guy from the Qingluan Spirit Clan.

As a result, the old guy was defeated in the fight, and he served him as a mount for thousands of years with great humiliation...

"My memorial day?"

Feng Xingya was taken aback for a while, and she couldn't help grinning.

He stretched out his right hand and put his thumb on his head, "Come on, I just want to die! If you can't kill me, I'll... let you die!"

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ps: The second watch is at 6pm.