Chapter 739

When Zhuo Le released the attack and blew out the sword light, the crowd suddenly fell into silence and trembled wildly.

Sword Temple Zhuo Le, so strong!

As he said, it would be too simple to write directly on the title wall. It would be more interesting to interrupt others halfway.

"This bastard." Xuanyuan was so angry that he was about to go forward, but Qin Xuan stopped him. Qin Xuan said calmly, "let the sword deal with it."

Qin yuan was stunned, but his eyes looked at Qin yuan calmly.

However, those who are familiar with Qin Xuan will know that Qin Xuan at this time is the most terrible.

Qin Xuan, angry.

The reason why it didn't erupt was just to give the sword a chance. There are disciples of the sword temple here to test the sword for him. Why not?

A ray of cold color flashed in the sword's eyes, and the Youming sword was cut out in anger. The golden long dragon twisted his body again and roared in his mouth, shaking the world.

In an instant, countless golden swords burst out and went to kill Zhuo le.

Since he felt bored, he did something interesting.

"Over measure one's strength." A sarcastic smile appeared in Zhuo Le's eyes. He played Kendo in front of him. It was like teaching a teacher to teach an axe.

The eyes of the crowd stared at Zhuo le. Zhuo le was still standing where he was, but his body became illusory, surrounded by a wonderful halo.

Then a shocking scene happened.

Zhuo Le's body erupted into an unparalleled breath. Virtual figures separated from his body, but they all showed a strong sword intention, stepping through the void and reaching the clouds.

Countless virtual shadows walk in the void, as fast as lightning, as powerful as the God of heaven, and a sword intention tearing the heaven and earth sweeps out and envelops the heaven and earth.

At this moment, the crowd felt a surging sword falling on themselves, penetrating their clothes and stinging their skin.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this..." many people stared at the void and their hearts shook fiercely. Is this the real strength of Zhuo Le?

There is no empty scholar under the fame. The majesty of the temple disciples can be seen only with this blow.

"I'll see how you block it."

A proud voice sounded everywhere in the void, like an endless virtual shadow talking at the same time, with great momentum.

The sound spread into everyone's eardrums and contained the true yuan of terror. People couldn't help but open their mouths Ba, with an exaggerated look, tried to weaken the influence of sound on the eardrum.

"Zhuo Le, how strong!" Mu Hai looked very dignified, and his eyes showed a deep color of fear.

Zhuo Le's attack was not deliberately aimed at them, but it still made them so uncomfortable. What pressure does the sword in the middle of the attack bear?

"Not yet?" Xuanyuan looked at Qin Xuan with a worried tone.

If it goes on like this, the sword will be hurt. No matter how strong the will is, there is no doubt about it.

"Wait a minute." Qin Xuan opened his mouth and stared at the figure of the sword. Although the sword is facing danger now, it is also the best time to break through itself.

Only when facing life and death can we stimulate our potential to the greatest extent. What the sword needs now is this opportunity.

I saw the endless virtual shadows in the void stepping in one direction at the same time, pointing out with my fingers, and the radiance of the endless sword bloomed out, bright and boundless.

Suddenly, countless pure Yang Sword Qi broke through the air, with a sharp whistling sound. The terrible sword rules directly locked the space where the sword was located, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

However, the sword's face was not afraid at all, even his face was a little excited, and his eyes were filled with a strong sense of war.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to have infinite power. A sword light combined with fierce and dead breath burst out from his body and turned into a light column, which rushed into the sky to cut the world.

"Out." A cold sound sounded, and the world was instantly covered by endless sword shadows. The momentum of destruction swept the void and buried everything.

Everyone's breathing stopped, and their eyes were full of madness. The collision of two pure Kendo forces is very rare.

They suddenly realized that the strength of the sword was seriously underestimated. Few people could stop the dead sword light he just released.

Hearing only a loud bang, the sword light was so strong that people's hearts could not help trembling and looked at the place covered by the sword light.

Is that over?

The sword light gradually dissipated, and a figure in black appeared in the sight of everyone, but he was half kneeling and motionless, and his body seemed to freeze there.

The figure in black is naturally a sword.

"Tick."

The ticking sound suddenly sounded in the void. Drops of bright red blood dropped from the sword and fell into the void, which was very eye-catching.

The blood is dripping. The result of this battle is ready to come out. Zhuo Le has won.

When the crowd saw this scene, they couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning. Although they had expected the result, their hearts still trembled when they really felt the fighting atmosphere just now.

They couldn't help thinking, if it were them, could they resist their attack?

Qin Xuan stared at the sword. Although the sword was defeated, he could feel that the will of the sword was still strong and never gave in.

I saw thousands of virtual shadows flash in the void, but they were integrated into Zhuo Le's body. At the moment, Zhuo Le's temperament became more outstanding, and his body seemed to emit a strange light, which was particularly charming.

Zhuo Le slowly turned his eyes and fell on the sword. He said faintly, "it's not easy to practice. Let you live this time. If there's another time, there's no amnesty."

When the crowd heard this, they were surprised and looked at Zhuo le in surprise. They let this person go. They were broad-minded. Instead, they directly wiped it out.

Jian slowly raised his head, looked at Zhuo le with slightly dim eyes, then got up and walked back step by step. He didn't respond to Zhuo Le's words from beginning to end.

Zhuo Le's face could not help but sink and drank coldly: "didn't you hear what I said?"

There was another silence, and a strange color appeared on the faces of all people. Was that person still dissatisfied with it?

Suddenly, the sword stopped, and a voice came out: "although you beat me, you can't beat my will. If there's another time, I'll do it."

"If there's another time, I'll still do it."

The sound of the sword was very light, even slightly weak, but it kept echoing in everyone's ears in the void. Many people trembled and looked at the figure in black.

What will it take to say such words?

Even if Zhuo Le defeated him, he still couldn't surrender his will. If he still had a chance to meet, he would still challenge Zhuo le.

What kind of person Zhuo Le is, a disciple of the sword temple, but in this person's eyes, it seems that he is not very different from ordinary people.

"There won't be another time." A sneer appeared at the corners of Zhuo Le's mouth, and then his body shape disappeared in situ.

In an instant, a sword Qi condensed from the empty air and swept away towards the sword body with a terrible killing intention.

This scene happened too fast and exceeded everyone's expectations. No one would expect that Zhuo Le would suddenly make a move.

"Presumptuous!"

Qin Xuan's face looked ugly for a moment. Zhuo Le dared to sneak an attack and seek death.

Almost at the same time when the sword Qi appeared, Qin Xuan also moved.

However, Zhuo le was closer to the sword, and almost in time, Zhuo Le came behind the sword.

At this time, Zhuo Yue looked back at him as if he was merciless and indifferent.

Zhuo Le stretched out his palm and gently printed it on the chest of the sword. For a moment, the endless true Yang Sword Qi penetrated the body of the sword. The sword snorted, and a painful color appeared on his face. Then his consciousness gradually disappeared, and finally slowly closed his eyes.

At the next moment, the crowd saw the body of the sword shoot out directly like a sharp sword, sweeping rapidly in the void and making a harsh sound.

At this moment, everyone's face changed. Some were shocked, some were puzzled, and some were angry... Zhuo Le's move was beyond all their expectations, and his decisiveness was even more shocking.

Qin Xuan stepped across the void and firmly caught the body of the sword. The soul power immediately penetrated into the body of the sword. A moment later, his heart was slightly relieved and there was no fear of life.

If the sword encounters an accident, he will never forgive himself. It's too careless. I didn't expect Zhuo le to be so mean.

Then his eyes gradually became cold, like the pupil of a demon God. His eyes were filled with endless magic Qi, and the breath of magic was released from his body. At the moment, he seemed to incarnate a complete demon God.

Killing intention is spreading

It's too cold for xuanle to attack, but he can't let go of the sword, but his skill can't be broken.

"How is he?" Xuanyuan came to Qin Xuan and asked.

When he saw Qin Xuan's terrible eyes, he couldn't help trembling. Even though he had been with Qin Xuan for a long time, he had never seen Qin Xuan show such eyes.

At this time, even Qin Xuan felt a little terrible.

"There is no danger for the time being. Take good care of him."

Qin Xuan carefully handed over the body of the sword to Xuanyuan Shatian. Xuanyuan Shatian nodded gently without saying anything. He knew what Qin Xuan was going to do next.

Since Zhuo Le made such a stupid decision, he has to pay for it.

Not everyone can bully their friends.

At this moment, an amazing chill was released from Qin Xuan's body and quickly enveloped the vast space around him. There was a terrible storm brewing, which contained the intention of killing the sky and roared away towards the sky, as if to destroy the heaven and earth.

Many people looked up and saw a vision in the sky. The clouds and clouds changed color, and the black fog covered the brilliance of the sun. The original clear sky suddenly became extremely dark, just like the scene of the coming of the last day.

"This..."

The people stared at the scene in front of them, their hearts stirred wildly, and then looked at the gorgeous young man with a trembling look. What did he want?