The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Those Immortal Lords rebelled so quickly and so naturally.

This was something no one expected.

And what Su Yi had just said suddenly popped into Fang Han's mind:

"The Wanling Sect's methods of winning over people's hearts are ultimately inferior!"

This is probably called those who use power to make friends, but when the power is exhausted, they will be sparse!

The appearance of Chilong Daojun suppressed the arrogance of everyone in Wanling Sect in one fell swoop, and made Jiuhe Immortal Lord and others completely frightened and chose to retreat without hesitation!

Faced with this scene, before the girl-like Red Dragon Daojun could express his stance, the chief priest Yun Qiong could not help laughing angrily!

"You old bastards... really think that I will definitely lose?"

The face of the chief priest Yun Qiong was stern and filled with hatred.

Immortal Lord Jiuhe said expressionlessly: "Fellow Taoist, Senior Chilong is in front. In my opinion, it's better for you to just surrender and capture him. Otherwise, you are destined to die miserably."

"Yes, if you continue to resist, we won't agree to it!"

Fuhuo Immortal Lord said coldly.

All of a sudden, they all pointed their fingers at the chief priest Yun Qiong.

Xiao Ju and other powerful men from the Wanling Sect were so angry that their lungs were about to explode. These old bastards, when receiving the reward, had promised with all their heart and soul that they would go through life and death for the Wanling Sect in the future.

But now, he has fallen out!

Nothing in the world is permanent.

The girl stood there, quiet and reserved, saying nothing.

Su Yi watched coldly.

Qingwei stood in front of Fang Han, watching this dog-eat-dog farce with amusement.

What about the Immortal Lord?

In front of the Immortal King, he is also vulnerable!

"Hahaha!"

The chief priest of Yunqiong looked up to the sky and laughed, "Aren't you curious about the mystery of the decrees of the gods invited by our All Souls Sect? Now, I will kill you old bastards first so that you can see for yourself!"

As soon as the voice sounded, he raised his hands in vain.

A piece of talisman emerged, with bright golden light and dazzling brilliance.

A divine aura that was terrifying enough to make the heavens tremble spread out, and the entire Xiangyun Hall began to tremble violently.

"Everyone get behind me!"

The girl whispered, a pair of dark golden eyes quietly shrinking.

Xing Yuxianjun and Feng Yeyun did not dare to neglect and retreated together.

Both of them were trembling in their hearts, and their expressions were extremely solemn. The power of that talisman was so powerful that even immortal kings like them had instinctive fear!

"Is this the decree of the gods?"

Qingwei's delicate body felt cold.

She also felt that the aura permeating the talisman was extremely terrifying, like the edge of a sword against the throat, making people shudder.

Only Su Yi was the calmest.

He has beheaded more than one divine envoy and struggled with the will of the gods. He has rich experience and will naturally not be scared.

"this……"

Immortal Lord Jiuhe, Immortal Lord Fuhuo and others all changed their expressions, and their dead souls emerged.

"Senior Chilong, please help me!"

Someone shouted and rushed towards Chilong Daojun, trying to seek shelter.

The chief priest of Yunqiong was so angry that he had murderous intent. How could he show mercy, so he immediately took action.

"die!"

He urged the talisman to be empty.

laugh!

A sharp blade transformed from order emerged from the golden talisman, and it flashed out of thin air, killing the Immortal Lord on the spot.

Blood splatters and souls fly away!

An Immortal Lord had no time to resist and was easily killed! !

The power of the divine decree shocked everyone.

Immortal Lord Jiuhe, Immortal Lord Fuhuo and others even turned around and ran away, one by one escaping faster than the other.

But how could it be possible for Yunqiong's chief priest to let them get their wish?

He sneered and urged the Fu Zhao with all his strength.

In an instant, sharp blades of order roared out, killing Immortal Lord Jiuhe and others on the spot.

Rivers of blood!

"Now, Fellow Taoist Chilong, can you regret it?"

Priest Yun Qiong’s eyes were cold.

He held the talisman in one hand, and his whole body was full of murderous intent. He was like the incarnation of a god, with terrifying power.

The strong men of the All Souls Sect were all excited, their eyes full of excitement.

Originally, with the arrival of Daojun Chilong, they were all disheartened, thinking that they were destined to be doomed this time.

Unexpectedly, as the chief priest Yun Qiong came up with the decree of the gods, things would suddenly turn around!

Xingyu Xianjun and Feng Yeyun looked at each other, their hands and feet felt cold.

Previously, the scenes of Jiuhe Immortal Lord and six other Immortal Lords being harvested like grass and grass, how could they not understand the horror of the divine decree?

This is definitely a forbidden killer!

Qingwei was worried and couldn't help but look at Su Yi.

She once heard Su Yi talk about that the reason why he was seriously injured in the past period was because he had fought with a divine envoy!

However, when she saw that Su Yi's calm demeanor had not changed at all, Qingwei felt a little calmer.

"Regret? No, it's just a decree from the gods. It's not your power. You can't kill me in this Black Dragon Market!"

The girl's eyes were as indifferent as before.

"snort!"

Priest Yunqiong said in a cold tone, "When I came here, I, the leader of Wanling Sect, had already told me that no matter what happens, it is best not to conflict with you. Now, I can give you another chance and let it go. There is room for maneuver, otherwise..."

As soon as she said this, the girl shook her head and interrupted: "No, you must die!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to grab it.

Clang!

A spear flew out.

The whole body is as black as ink, with natural dragon patterns. When the spear points, the void is torn into countless cracks, spreading like ripples.

Dragon Bone Gun!

With a gun in her hand, the girl's aura suddenly changed, and the power that had been dormant for eternity seemed to awaken in her petite figure and exploded.

Suddenly, blood shot into the sky and dragons roared loudly.

The power of the ancient forbidden formation covered by the Xiangyun Hall all converged on the girl's spear point.

At a glance, it looks like a shot has set off a bright sun!

Then, the girl jumped up and stabbed out with a spear.

Extremely domineering!

Countless exclamations rang out, and those with weak cultivation levels were horrified, unable to bear the terrifying dragon power emanating from the girl.

Some Yujing Immortals were shocked to the point where blood flowed from their orifices and they fainted.

Even those true immortals in the virtual realm screamed and were affected.

"You are seeking death yourself!"

The chief priest of Yunqiong was furious, activated the talisman, and cut out a sharp blade of order.

clang! ! !

A deafening explosion resounded.

Visible to the naked eye, the sharp blade of order struck the dragon bone gun, bursting out with dazzling light. Then, the bone gun shook violently, and the girl staggered back more than ten steps.

A blush appeared on the innocent little face, and the blood was boiling all over.

It can be seen that although she blocked the blow, she definitely didn't feel comfortable!

But she pursed her lips and took action again.

No hesitation!

That strong and scornful gesture made the chief priest Yun Qiong have a look of concentration on his brows.

Although the divine decree is powerful, its power is limited and cannot be used many times.

If this mysterious and transcendent "Red Dragon Dao Lord" was not suppressed as soon as possible, today's situation would be doomed to be unimaginable.

"kill!"

The chief priest of Yunqiong shouted loudly and activated all his cultivation base to activate the talisman.

boom!

The talisman erupted with golden light, and the power of order surged, suddenly cutting out sharp blades of order one after another.

Every blow can easily kill the Immortal Lord character!

But the girl didn't give in.

She waved the Dragon Skeleton Gun, and a vast roar of dragons resounded around her. In an instant, she struck out many times, blocking all the sharp blades.

But every time she blocked a sharp blade, her petite body trembled violently, and the jade hand holding the bone gun was so shaken that the skin cracked and blood flowed horizontally.

When she blocked all the sharp blades, her face turned pale, the corners of her lips were bleeding, and her skin was cracked.

Shocking cracks appeared on the dragon bone gun.

"That's the power of Lord Tianwu! How could it be blocked?"

Xiao Ju screamed.

The strong men of Wanling Sect also changed their expressions.

This Red Dragon Daojun is too scary!

Xing Yuxianjun and Feng Yeyun had worried looks on their faces.

Although Daojun Chilong blocked the power of the gods' decree, he was also seriously injured!

Anyone can see that Daojun Chilong can't hold on much longer!

"If you die, the Black Dragon Market will be in chaos. Can you bear the consequences?"

The chief priest of Tianqiong spoke coldly.

His face was extremely gloomy. The divine decrees were the great weapon of the Wanling Sect. In the past long years, the Wanling Sect had only obtained two pieces of the divine decrees.

As for such a powerful weapon, if it is not used even once, it will consume a lot of power and cannot be repaired at all.

But now, just to deal with a Red Dragon Dao Lord, more than half of the power of the divine decree in his hand has been used up. How can he not feel distressed?

"I said, you all deserve to die, you will never break your promise."

The girl pursed her lips, and her innocent little face was full of indifference and calmness.

If you don't care about life or death, how can you care about the seriousness of your injuries?

Who cares what happens to the Black Dragon Market?

She raised the dragon bone gun in her hand and was about to take action again.

"It's just a talisman. There's no need to work so hard. Just let me do it."

A tall figure appeared in front of the girl.

It was Su Yi.

The girl was startled, and a light burst out from the depths of a pair of deep dark golden eyes.

"you?"

Priest Yun Qiong sneered, "Come on, come on, I promise that I can kill you with just one hand without any decree from the gods!"

Xiao Ju and others laughed.

Xing Yuxianjun and Feng Yeyun looked at each other.

Chilong Daojun was already injured like that. How could a being who had not yet set foot on the immortal path dare to say such words?

Fang Han was also stunned.

This guy with such a powerful tone really has a way to deal with the power of gods! ?

Only Qingwei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her eyes shining brightly.

The Emperor...is finally going to take action!

Su Yi has no nonsense.

He stepped forward, his energy rising steadily, and the depths of his deep eyes were full of cold luster.

"die!"

Priest Yun Qiong kept his word. He only raised one hand and slapped Su Yi.

Clang!

A faint sword chant resounded.

No movement was seen from Su Yi, and an illusory sword shadow suddenly struck down from the air.

The palm force exerted by the chief priest Yun Qiong exploded like a bubble.

His expression changed with horror, and he did not hesitate to activate the Fu Zhao.

But in just a blink of an eye, the divine decree, which was regarded as the great weapon of the Wanling Sect, was crushed by the illusory sword shadow, torn into pieces, and turned into a waterfall of light and rain.

The light rain was so bright that it reflected on the old face of the Yunqiong priest, making his expression dull, stunned, frightened and confused.

What kind of power is this that can crush the decrees of gods? !

puff!

At the moment when Yunqiong's chief priest was shocked, a bone spear pierced his throat.

The tip of the gun flicked.

A good head is thrown into the air.

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