"Hurry, speed up, Wu Qinglian Sword Sect has reached a critical moment of life and death. The sword cultivator of the Baolian Sword Land cannot be humiliated like this!"

In the north of the Baolian Sword Land, sword lights shone in the sky and the earth. Then, countless swords gathered in all directions, forming a torrent of sword light that stretched for thousands of miles, heading north in a mighty way.

Every sword light in this torrent of sword light represents a sword cultivator, and as more and more sword cultivators come from afar, they grow stronger and stronger.

However, at this time, these sword cultivators who formed the torrent were extremely angry, and the anger in their eyes almost turned into substantial flames, burning wildly.

"Sister Fanxing, this holy court is so deceptive!"

In the front of the sword cultivator's torrent, there was a broad sword as huge as a ship, flying in the air. At the same time, a number of disciples from the Lotus Platform of the Qinglian Sword Sect stood on it with swords.

The head of the disciples was a woman wearing a black sword robe. Her face was cold and her clothes rolled. Then the female sword cultivator named Fanxing's ears continued to grow:

"It's only been only one month since the Holy Court gathered cultivators to humiliate our sect. What's the point? Could it be that I want to force my Taixuan Sword Cultivation line to the dead end?"

After saying that, the other disciples continued to speak out:

"Yes, on the one hand, this holy court said to participate in the World Taoist Association, but on the other hand, it rushed directly into our sect. Isn't you afraid of being ashamed of the people of the world for such a despicable act?"

As soon as this was said, the sword cultivators around him had even more evil intentions in their eyes. At the same time, the long sword on their backs also felt the master's anger at the invader, and thus made loud sword sounds.

"Keep calm and don't be blinded by anger."

As the sword sounded everywhere, a sound from Jian Xiu Fanxing sounded. Then the senior sister controlled the magic weapon under her and the speed of the broad sword became even more intense. She opened her red lips and continued to speak:

"The power of the Holy Court is far beyond your and my cognition. That giant figure even took only half a quarter of an hour to see the defense of our sword land on nothing, pushing forward and appearing outside the northernmost Wushan Strait Ridge.

"This is not something that ordinary cultivators can do. Now, the three great masters of the Qinglian Sword Sect attacked, and there has not been any news of victory yet. What this means, you should be very clear."

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples behind them kept silent, and a hint of solemnity was also brought into the sword intent that was originally surrounded by the hostile aura.

In the next breath, the female sword cultivator Fanxing lowered her head and looked at the land that belonged to the Baolian Sword Land below. She saw a terrifying scar like a river appeared on the earth.

This scar, straight to the north, smashed all the cities, mountains and other obstacles along the road, and shocked all those who were watching.

In everyone's understanding, this is not a wound that can be caused by human power!

But the female sword cultivator Fanxing knew that just now, a giant of heaven and earth who was leaning against the sky and ground rushed forward on the earth. With each step, the earth of the Baolian Sword Earth cracked, the city shattered, and countless creatures died.

"Holy Court!"

With an extremely cold voice, Yu Fanxing heard from his mouth, and then he looked forward, where an old man in a red sword robe was walking on the sword.

The old man had a long red sword under his body, with an extremely fast speed. In just a few breaths, he completely disappeared from the sensing of all the sword cultivators behind him.

"That is the Fire Lotus Sword Lord. The four sword masters of my treasure lotus sword are gathered on the fog mountain and sea. If they still cannot defeat the enemy from this holy court, you and I may be dead today."

With a little melancholy voice, it came from the mouth of the sword cultivator behind him. Then the sword cultivators narrowed their eyes and opened their mouths and roared with a ruthless roar:

"Die will die. If we wait for the sword cultivator to make people turn upside down in our hometown, then we might as well die directly. My treasure lotus sword cannot afford to lose this person!"

As soon as the words came, the roars came one after another, and the sword lights rushing towards the north became even more rapid.

This is an epic scene where the entire Baolian Sword Land is rare in history!

In the entire sword land, every city, every sect, a cultivator with a long sword on his back, regardless of men, women, young and old, rushed out under the sound of swords and then joined the vast sword flow.

"Taixuan Sword Cultivator, I would rather die than surrender!"

As more and more sword cultivators headed north, from the torrent of sword light to become within the ocean of sword light, some sword cultivators opened their mouths and shouted.

As soon as the shout came out, all the sword cultivators raised their hands and clenched their fists, and shouted at the sky:

"We are a sword cultivator, rather die than surrender!"

In the next breath, the sound of the mountain roaring sound gathered inward, directly crossing the vast space, ringing in the void outside the foggy mountains and seas, and lingering back and forth.

At the same time, the ancient king of the giant heaven and earth, who was raising his feet outside the Wushan Strait Ridge, paused slightly after the lingering sound rolled in.

This slight pause caused the Lotus Platform Sword Lord under the giant's feet to cut out tens of thousands of swords in an instant against the shackles of force surrounding him.

In the next moment, the tens of thousands of swords were directly merged into a sword, turning into the black light sword energy, cutting out a gap in the imprisonment of its body.

"boom!

Accompanied by this roar, the Lotus Sword Lord grabbed the Lei Lian Sword Lord who was seriously injured on the ground, flew backwards against the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he left the foot of the giant ancient king.

After a moment, when the Lotus Platform Sword Master and his man rushed out of the confinement, the giant Ancient King stepped on it directly.

The giant trampled on it, which was the magical power of killing the giants in the ancient times. Then the entire earth trembled violently, and even the gorges that emerged at the end of the already shaky fog mountains and seas began to fall gravel.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of earth-shaking roars kept ringing, and at the same time, dense cracks began to appear on the entire earth.

The life-and-death battle between top-level overhauls can be said to be a destruction of the world. If the mountain collapses and the earth is broken, if the battle continues to fight for a few more times, the terrain area outside the foggy mountains will be completely destroyed.

But as the energy surged wildly, the remains of the giant Ancient King, who was standing tall and earth, stopped.

Then the graceful figure above the giant's head turned around and looked back, his eyes slightly moved.

Because at the end of his sight, a vast sea of ​​swords composed of countless sword lights and countless sword cultivators was coming violently, and this vast sea of ​​swords contains endless sharpness and unyielding murderous intent.

This is the determination of all the sword cultivators in Baolian Sword Land to resist foreign enemies!

At the same time, a sound of swords that covered the sound began to sound in the distance, from far to near, and began to linger in everyone's ears. Then the monks who were moving south, who were so thrilling in the Xialing, listened to the howling sword roaring in their ears, all looked ecstatic and opened their mouths:
Chapter completed!