Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

Chapter Two Hundred And Ninety-Five Under The Sky

On Wangjian Mountain, the dark clouds cover the top, like a sign of extinction.

Xiao He’s face instantly turned ugly, and he whispered softly, “Slave Sword.”

If you really want to ask who has the highest kendo, they all have their own words.

On the other side, the battle between Xiao He and Dou Yan is also over.

When these cultivators with eyes above the sky came out of the Immortal Cave.

They really couldn’t understand why their own Flying Sword was suddenly out of control.

Because he is very clear.

“Open heaven!

What’s more, there are still tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Flying Sword phantom swords.

If he hadn’t been instructed by Jian Lao, he wouldn’t even be scolded.

I saw halfway up the mountain, a handsome man standing with a sword.

At first, a pale blue light rose up behind him.

But it came to the ears of all the sword cultivators on Wangjian Mountain.

There is no doubt that Xiao He is still better, and beat Dou Yan, a man who is open-mouthed and loves snoring, to unconsciousness.

Everyone in Wangjian Mountain immediately dazzled and saluted, and respectfully shouted: “I have seen Jian Lao.”

It takes a lot of affinity with the sword to do that.

In Wangjian Mountain, hundreds of sword cultivators flew out from all around.

Hearing the sound of sword cries coming from his ears, Shi Sheng felt a chill down his spine.

Master, is it already so powerful?

Who is this man?

Among them, a middle-aged sword cultivator and more than a dozen sword cultivators were extremely surprised.

If he dared to look up for a while, these sword beams would definitely blind him.

But even so, he still didn’t dare to look up at Zhang Qifan.

This sentence, he said the voice is not loud.

see him coming.

Standing in the air, slowly rotating.

Because he never made a move.

The shock in his eyes is almost indescribable.

An old voice sounded, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

What kind of Sword intent is this.

“Yes Yes.

In addition to the killing sigh.

This rare scene in ten thousand years makes people feel chills while sighing.

Zhang Qifan is like Celestial Immortals descending to earth, making people unable to look directly.

This is the vision of heaven and earth caused by Xiao He’s anger.

Suddenly, I felt the Flying Sword swaying around my waist.

Xiao He did not show much joy.

In the end, it became a ghost.

If it hadn’t been for Jian Lao’s words to persuade him, I’m afraid that the current fight and the grass on the grave would be taller.

Against the backdrop of light and the phantom of the Flying Sword.

Jian Lao said loudly: “This little friend, such a strong Sword intent, even in my lifetime, I have never seen such a powerful Sword intent.

The level of Realm does not mean the strength of Kendo.

The entire Wangjian Mountain was once again shrouded in shadows.

And all the sunlight was blocked by the Flying Sword that filled the sky.

“Stand up!

There are two and small characters on the sword.

He didn’t even look at Dou Yan.

But when behind Zhang Qifan, a Flying Sword phantom rose up.

In the eyes of the old man’s killing, Zhang Qifan put his hands in front of him and stood as a sword of the void.

But for more than a thousand years of killing and cultivating Taoism, I have never heard of anyone making a phantom sound like a sword.

You know, at that time, Xiao He was arrogant and arrogant, but he never cared about anyone’s face.

He also uttered wild words to let him be careful of his life.

However, this time it was not obscured by dark clouds.

Countless Flying Swords followed.

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Looking down, his rusty magic sword has suddenly flew out.

At one point of this sword, the phantom of the Flying Sword rotating around seems to have been inspired.

In the entire Wangjian Mountain, there are 993 people who are strong in kendo. Who dares to say that he has never been instructed by Mr. Jian.

The previous Xiao He had also been to Wangjian Mountain.

All the magic swords on the entire Wangjian Mountain gathered behind this man, in a state of surrender.

In front of this person, no sword cultivator dared to mention the word kendo.

A million swords surrendered.

Last time, in the battle with Dou Yan, although Xiao He narrowly won, he could still behead him.

Then, a simple and simple magic sword appeared in Zhang Qifan’s hands automatically.

I saw an old man with white hair and beard slowly coming here.

At this time, Killing remained indifferent.

An indescribable sense of frustration arises in the killing heart.

Although extremely reluctant, the killing still bowed his head for the first time.

Hearing Elder Jian’s voice, Shasheng resisted the fear in his heart and stood up slowly.

But in the face of Jian Lao, she still has no idea of ​​killing.

But in Wangjian Mountain, there is a mysterious old man with the highest prestige.

Any sword cultivator has ever caused a sword cry.

In an instant, they saw an unforgettable scene in their lives.

The middle-aged Jianxiu couldn’t help hiding his face and ran away in shame.

At this time, the light behind Zhang Qifan became stronger and brighter.

Facing Zhang Qifan’s killing, he couldn’t stand the pressure, he knelt down and said, “I’ve seen it before, senior’s Sword intent is as high as the sky, and it’s impossible for people to look back.”5

No, can’t say that.

When they reach a Realm like them, it will cause some visions, which are not worth mentioning.

This is also why the sword cultivators in Wangjian Mountain can look down on everyone, but they are very respectful towards this old man.

But at this moment, a light blue Sword intent shot straight into the sky, blowing away all the dark clouds above.

Instead of the scar on the chest now.

Power environment can be.

A happy squeak sounded.

It seems that there are countless Flying Sword phantoms, cheering, rejoicing, and paying tribute to their king!

At the same moment, the millions of Flying Swords on the entire Wangjian Mountain began to vibrate a few times before flying backwards.

Sword cultivators are all unruly masters.

These Flying Sword phantoms rushed to the sky.

It turns out that people are the true gods.

That means that his swordsmanship is not good, and the old man can’t look down on him.

No one knew where he came from, nor did he know the level of kendo.

But the sound is like a bell, making people’s legs go weak.

Because, they only met Zhang Qifan not long ago.

dare not!

Because this old man with white hair and beard gave her only one feeling, bottomless.

In the way of kendo, maybe I really went wrong?

I thought it was a small cultivator with a low Realm.

Just a few casual pointers can make people stunned.

And the speed of rotation is getting faster and faster.

As we all know, Wangjian Mountain is a paradise for swordsmen.

Zhang Qifan looked at the killing whose face changed drastically, and asked in a deep voice, “Have you read it yet?”

These words once again drew a deep scar on the hearts of all sword cultivators in Wangjian Mountain.

All her attention was on Zhang Qifan.

At the same time, countless Flying Sword phantoms appeared out of thin air around Zhang Qifan.