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Chapter 380

Words:2895Update:22/06/17 22:06:44

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Li Yunxiao crossed his arms and stood in the air. He seemed to have seen through his nervousness and smiled, "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you. As long as you listen to me. "

"Pooh!"

Tang Jie said angrily, "You bastards dare to say that you won't hurt me?" His expression was extremely cold as he said coldly, "I will remember what happened today. The next time I see you, I look forward to seeing all of you kneeling at my feet and crying."

Everyone's expression changed. Many people even turned their faces slightly, as if they were afraid that Tang Jie would see their faces clearly.

Although they did not know the identity of the other party, they knew that he must be a reputable figure in the Four Extremes Sect, so they were still rather apprehensive.

When Li Yunxiao saw everyone's appearance, he sneered and said, "There's no need to hide. Young Master Tang has memorized all of your appearances."

Young master Tang?

Everyone was taken aback, and their faces turned ugly again. Sure enough, his guess was right. The Tang Clan was the largest clan in the Four Extremes Sect, and the Four Extremes Sect was also a member of the Tang Clan. This person was indeed an important figure in the Four Extremes Sect!

Even Bin Jie was worried. He exchanged glances with Zhou Xiang and saw the same deep worry in each other's eyes.

Li Yunxiao smiled and said, "Everyone, you don't need to guess anymore. This young master who will definitely kill all of you the next time he comes is the young master of the Four Extremes Sect, Tang Jie."

"What?!"

Everyone felt as if their hearts had been struck by a heavy hammer, and their spirits sank to the bottom. The one he had offended was actually the young master of the Four Extremes Sect!

This time, no one could remain calm. Bin Jie and Zhou Xiang were even more dumbfounded. This was undoubtedly a monstrous disaster for the rookie mercenary group!

"Hmph!"

Tang Jie looked at everyone's expressions and his sense of superiority reappeared. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You bastards, since you know this Young Lord's identity, I'll give you a chance to live. Kneel to the side and await punishment. After I kill this brat, I'll see how my mood is and whether or not I'll spare your lives! "

Li Yunxiao was speechless when he heard that. How could these disciples of super factions have such a sense of superiority? How could they be so ignorant and fearless? This was clearly the rhythm of drawing aggro!

Sure enough, all the cultivators were enraged. Waves of killing intent spread out in the air.

A warrior prefers death to humiliation!

If he knelt, would he still be a Martial Royal Realm expert? If he lost the heart of an expert, would he be able to make any progress in the martial way in the future?

No!

To be able to cultivate to the level of a Martial Emperor, which one of them did not have a tenacious character and the courage to risk their lives!

"This is too much!"

The first to grit his teeth was Jia Xiaobai, the Overlord Steel Blade in his hand was infused with vitality, the evil aura continued to overflow, he shouted: "If you want me to kneel down, you can use your blade to break my knees! You want me to kneel with just a few words? I'll f * ck off! "

"Ha!"

He roared and slashed down. The steel blade hummed in the air, as if it wanted to drink blood to its fill.

Bang!

Tang Jie was furious, the Vermillion Bird Blade flashed, a ray of light streaked across the air, the two fingers thick Overlord Steel Blade was directly cut in half, the remaining half was still trembling in his hand.

Jia Xiaobai's pupils suddenly widened as he looked at his broken blade in a daze.

"Hmph, you dare to attack me, die!"

Tang Jie was about to kill Jia Xiaobai when a terrifying aura suddenly attacked him. He hurriedly turned his head in shock. Li Yunxiao's Demon Slaying Sword was flying across the sky.

"Sword Spirit?!"

Tang Jie was shocked, he did not dare to be careless, he pulled out his blade to block.

Bang, bang!

A red light appeared on the Vermillion Bird Blade, blocking the sword technique.

Tang Jie was shocked and frowned. The sword intent of this sword gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Li Yunxiao's expression was no longer as relaxed as before. He could already conclude that the Vermillion Bird Blade had indeed been refined by Tang Jie. Although it was not as powerful as Mr. Yu, who could unleash half of the power of a Stage Nine Xuan Artifact, it was still far above him.

Among the few Stage Nine Xuan Artifacts on him, only the Purple Shadow Azure Chain Sword was more convenient. Moreover, he had forcefully infused Genryu into it. Compared to the Sword Spirit born from the Vermillion Bird Blade, there was a huge difference. Moreover, the sword itself was incomplete. Although he could use it, he could only unleash some of its power by relying on his high understanding of sword intent.

Compared to Mr. Yu and Tang Jie's refinement, it was far inferior.

This Vermillion Bird Blade must have been fused with Tang Jie since he was young, which was why he could become one with it. Mr. Yu himself was a Stage Eight Alchemist. His understanding and refinement of Xuan Artifacts were far above ordinary people.

The Imperial Bell only knew how to strike it hard to activate its own power of sound waves. Moreover, even with all his might, he could only strike it twice.

The Universe God Monument was a supreme Xuan Artifact. If he had not learned the Great Universe God Technique and had the Spirit Power, he would be using it like a rock, throwing it at people during a fight.

He did not lack Xuan Artifacts. What he lacked was complete control over these Xuan Artifacts!

"Kid, what was that move you used just now? Where did you learn it from? "

Tang Jie was confused. At the same time, he started to speculate about Li Yunxiao's identity. A person who could possess a Stage Nine Xuan Artifact was definitely not a small fry.

A sinister smile surfaced on Li Yunxiao's face as he said, "You want to learn that move? Then try to take a few more moves from me! "

His figure flashed and he rushed forward. He raised the Purple Shadow Azure Chain Sword high up and slashed down. The sword ray was condensed on the sword's body and was not released.

Tang Jie stared blankly for a moment before a sneer appeared on his face. He said: "Reckless thing, do you think a Xuan Artifact with a Sword Spirit can block my Vermillion Bird Saber?" He revealed a cruel smile and slashed forward.

"Bang!"

The two Xuan Artifacts collided violently in the air, creating a strong spark like a firework explosion.

"This is also a Stage Nine Xuan Artifact?!"

Tang Jie was shocked to the extreme. His eyeballs were protruding out! Under his Vermillion Bird Blade, any Xuan Artifact below Stage Nine would be broken in one slash. As the young master of the Four Extremes Sect, he only had one Stage Nine Xuan Artifact. His opponent actually had two? What shocked him was the sparks on the Vermillion Bird Blade. It made his heart ache!

He thought that with one slash, his opponent would definitely die.

"Ha, you think you're awesome just because you have a Stage Nine Xuan Artifact? I have a lot of these things! "

Li Yunxiao slashed at him again with a carefree smile on his face.

Tang Jie's heart turned cold. Although his opponent's attack power was not strong, his understanding of sword intent was very high. Every slash was unavoidable and he was forced to raise his treasured blade to block.

In a few breaths, the blade and sword had clashed for dozens of times. Every time a large amount of sparks flew. The sound was heard by everyone in the surroundings and they felt their flesh ache. They wished they could slap this prodigal Li Yunxiao to death.

That was a Stage Nine Xuan Artifact!

He actually used it to meet force with force. No matter how strong a Xuan Artifact was, it could not withstand this kind of torture!

Tang Jie's heart grew colder the more he fought. Although he did not have time to observe carefully, after so many moves, he felt as though the Vermillion Bird Blade had been cut many times. Every strike made his heart twitch.

Li Yunxiao smiled and said, "Why? Feeling heartache? Aren't you the young master of the Four Extremes Sect? A mere Stage Nine Xuan Artifact is nothing. I usually use this thing to cut down trees and dig holes! "

In the distance, Zhou Xiang's heart twitched violently. He vaguely remembered that one of his subordinates seemed to say that he used a Stage Nine Xuan Artifact as a stick. At that time, he sneered at it. He did not expect it to be true.

Tang Jie was about to faint. After being attacked by Li Yunxiao for so many moves, he finally regained the advantage after a few breaths. The Vermillion Bird Blade burst forth with a powerful sharpness, splitting the space and bouncing Li Yunxiao away. A black crack chased after him.

Li Yunxiao was shocked. Just now, with a surprise attack and absolute body movement and sword intent, he caught Tang Jie off guard. Every strike was made with all his strength, trying to see if he could break the Vermillion Bird Blade, but it was still in vain. He also knew that he would not have a chance to get close. The Dynasty Bell between his eyebrows rushed out and hit the crack.

"Clang!"

The sound wave shook, and the crack in the space eroded the ancient bell. It constantly made ear-piercing sounds and soon disappeared.

"B * stard!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar. Tang Jie's entire body seemed to be on fire. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the Vermillion Bird Saber. The blade was densely covered with all kinds of nicks. His heart was shattered at this moment, and he completely went berserk!

Li Yunxiao smiled. Although there were more cracks on the Purple Shadow Sword, he did not feel distressed at all. A Stage Nine Xuan Artifact was nothing. When he recovered his strength, he could refine as many as he wanted!

"Ah! I'll kill you, b * stard! "

Tang Jie was completely crazy. The Vermillion Bird Blade also seemed to be burning with him. A firebird hovered over the blade, which was the manifestation of the Sword Spirit!

"Great Void Cut! All of you, go to hell! "

A cross-shaped crack in the space cracked in front of him, constantly tearing the space. A terrible black hole spread out, sweeping towards the surrounding warriors.

The surrounding Martial Emperor experts were all in a cold sweat, frightened. The huge crack in the space seemed to devour everything. They all opened their eyes wide in horror. This kind of attack, at their level, could not be resisted at all!

However, Li Yunxiao's face was calm, and a cold smile appeared on his face. Although he did not manage to break the Vermillion Bird Blade, it made Tang Jie mad. When a person was angry, it was easy to make mistakes. He was not a match of cultivation, but he was not afraid of Xuan Artifact!

A tadpole character appeared in his hand, and the Divine Intent Force began to circulate in his body. A golden light shot out from between his eyebrows.

His Divine Intent Force was very limited, so he was very careful when he circulated it, so that not a trace of power would be wasted. One by one, the tadpole character flew out from his palm.

In the golden light, the Universe God Monument suddenly expanded, turning into a small mountain, and pressed down on the center of the Great Void Cut!

In the center of the cross-shaped crack, the image of a firebird appeared. It continued to rotate, devouring everything in a terrifying manner, and was sucked into the endless void. The surrounding Martial Emperors tried their best to resist the suction force. Their hands and feet were all cold, and their faces were filled with despair.

Tang Jie smiled ferociously, "Under my Great Void Cut, even a Stage Nine Xuan Artifact will be devoured! How dare you provoke me, I will make you regret being born into this world! "

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