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Chapter 2097 Sword Holder

Among the mountains, there is a powerful force rushing towards the sacred path, shaking the heaven and earth.

From a distance, the fairy light scattered everywhere, covering everything.

I think this battle must be extremely fierce.

So, no one went there directly, trying to find out.

What exactly is in this mountain?

It will lead to a fierce battle between the two sides, and the battle situation is so strong.

* was so high that it was towering into the clouds, Xiao Chen and others kept shuttled through, and the pressure became stronger and stronger.

The expressions of the few people were all solemn.

However, their pace never stopped.

"I felt a sharp sword energy."

Around me, Qi Jingtian spoke.

Xiao Chen also felt it.

Jiang Yi, Xiao Keai and the Nanhuang Empress did not practice swordsmanship, so they naturally could not perceive it. Xiao Chen and Qi Jingtian looked at each other, "There is a very likely swordsmanship ahead."

"careful."

Several people climbed to the top of the mountain and stood tall, and the situation in front of them was completely clear.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, there were several strong people with strong auras, all above the fifth level of the Supreme Saint, and several of them had even reached the realm of sages. Such a lineup was terrifying, but at this time, the two teams were standing in the face, all standing with swords, with shocking pressure, and obviously a big battle.

Their faces were all ugly.

In both teams, there are sages and strong men in charge.

And among the two teams, there was a sword-holder dressed in rags, disheveled hair, and covered in blood.

He stood there, with a pool of blood at his feet, but his expression was calm.

Even in the deep storm vortex, I was still at peace.

"Qin Kai, your Emperor Sword Sect retreats at this time. I can let you go. I will take this person away today."

At this time, Su Ruochen, a sage wise man from the Wentian Sword Sect, spoke coldly. There was endless sword intent flowing on his body, which was extremely powerful. The sword in his hand was roaring, as if he could kill the heavens.

This person is the top powerhouse of Wentian Sword Sect.

There is another person next to him, and the cultivation and strength of the sage are even higher than that of him.

His name is Tan Min.

At this time, he stared at the people of the Emperor Sword Sect with a sharp expression.

It was him who just killed two powerful Emperor Sword Sect masters with his own hands, and his strength was terrifying.

"What do you ask the Tianjian Sect for?"

Chen Pingzhi, a sage and powerful sage in the Emperor Sword Sect, looked at him with anger. His swordsmanship also bloomed, like an emperor in the sword, which could make thousands of sword intent surrender.

"Just because Wentian Sword Sect is stronger than the Emperor Sword Sect, even if people give it to you, can you protect it?"

Tan Min spoke.

Another sage and strong sage from the Emperor Sword Sect, Zong Lei, smiled faintly: "I don't think it's better than the Emperor Sword Sect."

"Can you beat me?"

Tan Min looked at Zong Lei and smiled disdainfully.

Zong Lei looked calm.

"I'm not sure to beat you, but you, Tan Min, want to defeat me, and you can't do it within two thousand moves. My Emperor Sword Sect's strong man will arrive later. How many Emperor Sword Sect's strong man do you think you can defeat me alone?"

Zong Lei said coldly, with a burst of smiles in his eyes.

The sword-holder in front of you must never let go.

Tan Min's eyes were sharp and she had endless sword energy and came out to kill.

"You can give it to you. I asked the Tianjian Sect to take it away. This is my final concession."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zong Lei snorted coldly.

"We want people, and we want swords, too!"

Boom! Suddenly, the strong men on both sides burst into a powerful aura, and the battle was about to break out.

"Since that's the case, you all stay."

Tan Min spoke with a domineering voice, his palm swung, and a sword dragon suddenly flew in the void, scattered thousands of feet long, extremely powerful. The sword aura suppressed a little, as if it was invincible in the world. At this time, Zong Lei also came out of the air. Behind his body, a golden war god, holding a divine sword, came out of the battle.

"You are afraid you don't have the ability."

The two of them went straight into the air and fought in the void.

Su Ruochen and Chen Pingzhi also took action, and the two major sword sects started a war. No wonder the sword intent was so violent.

The sword-holder stood quietly, motionless.

He didn't actually escape.

Instead, he held the sword and watched the battle from the side, with a smile on his lips, which was puzzling.

This battle started because of him, and he must be a sensational figure. At this time, the battle between the two sides was a good opportunity to escape, but he did not set off, but instead watched the show.

What rhythm is this?

Xiao Chen and others were a little confused.

"I see that the sword-holder is weird."

Qi Jingtian spoke slowly.

Who knew that as soon as he finished saying this, he was directly pulled away by a powerful suction force. Even the Queen of Nanhuang had no time to react to such a change. When they turned around, Qi Jingtian was already pressed in the sword-holding man and was extremely moved.

Xiao Chen and others got up and were about to walk out.

The Queen of Nanhuang stopped them.

"That man has no murderous aura."

The Queen of Nanhuang spoke slowly.

"Your Qi cannot be put in danger. They are still fighting. How can he resist the realm of the Seventh Heaven of the Supreme Saint?"

Beside him, Jiang Yi and the little cutie spoke.

Xiao Chen looked at the empress.

The expression of the Nanhuang Empress flashed. He looked at the sword-holder and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That person is not simple, his breath is powerful and powerful, not below me. It seems that he has stepped into the Holy Way Wuji with half his foot, but the group of people didn't see it. He deliberately hid his strength, maybe he was waiting for something. Otherwise, with his strength, he wanted to kill Qi Jingtian, in the blink of an eye, even if I didn't have time to take action, but you see, he grabbed Queen Qi Jingtian and did not take action. Obviously, he would not kill anyone.

As for what he wants to do, I don’t know, I suggest you wait and see.

We don't know who he is.

If he is touched, Qi Jingtian will be in danger."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen and the other two looked deep, and then squatted down.

That's all.

At this time, Qi Jingtian was held in his hand, and his heart was trembling. He looked up and said that he was close to the sword-holder. He could even clearly see the scars on the man's face. There was no good place on his face, all of which were scars, and even his body was filled with new scars and old injuries, which was terrible.

However, his eyes were clear and bright.

Such a person makes Qi Jingtian feel chilling.

At this time, the sword-holder turned around, looked at Qi Jingtian with his eyes, and said lightly: "Are you talking about me just now?"

Qi Jingtian's pupils shrank.

He heard it.

A long distance away, he actually heard his own words.

Then, capture yourself.

Qi Jingtian's heart was beating violently.

My throat is a little dry.

He knew very well that the man in front of him was powerful and easy to kill him. He was no match for him at all, and he had no ability to resist at all.

"Senior atones for his sins, but juniors have no intention of offending him."

Qi Jingtian said.

The sword holder smiled at this.

He said lightly: "You don't have to be afraid or nervous. I won't kill you. I just want you to talk to me."
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