Chapter 1265

Eleven practitioners of the kingdom.

This kind of lineup can be regarded as an extremely terrible existence in the last sword field, especially when the spirit pulse has not recovered, this kind of lineup is enough to sweep the original sword field.

At this moment, the eleven practitioners of the realm of the king's way shot at the same time, with an extremely frightening momentum.

Looking at the past from a distance, it was like the sky cracked, with huge sword lights running through it, and the terrible sword meaning swallowed up the void like a vast ocean.

The most terrible thing is the sword net. The blazing Dao pattern and the sword awn are intertwined and constantly covered, just like the scattered fishing net ready to close. Obviously, Su Bai is a fish in the fishing net.

The void has been imprisoned by this sword net, and the terrible power surges from all directions like a tide.

Spare no effort.

Li Ming used his blood divine channel pattern as soon as he made a move, and the sword displayed with the help of divine channel pattern is even more extraordinary, which can be said to be his strongest sword.

"The high-level King's means are terrible..." this is the voice of most practitioners present. Obviously, the power of Li Ming's sword is too terrible, which makes them feel frightened.

In the void, Su Bai's expression was light from beginning to end. He quietly looked at the roaring sword light. When he fled from the end of the sword domain, only some practitioners in the Taoist base made him like a lost dog. Now, facing these practitioners in the king's Taoist realm in Xituo, Su Bai couldn't sigh and was too weak.

"Even if it's interest..." Su Bai murmured softly. He held the iron sword in his big hand. In an instant, the original plain iron sword burst into a dazzling light. A sword light rose up like a falling comet across the universe, shining a fiery light. The sword meaning was like a rainbow, running through the sky, and suddenly collided with those sword lights.

The deafening roar set off madly between heaven and earth. All the people present held their breath and looked at the scene nervously.

In their gaze, the sword suddenly tore open the covered sword net, which turned into dazzling light and burst,

Then, the sword awn collided with the penetrating sword light, and an amazing scene appeared again. Those terrible sword lights broke apart just one face.

Finally, the sword roared towards Li Ming.

Too fast, too terrible!

Li Ming couldn't react quickly and fell on Li Ming.

Li Ming couldn't resist the terrible. Li Ming's body burst in an instant. The terrible sword intention tore his body into countless pieces and turned blood into rain.

In the void, those practitioners of the king's way realm were trembling, cold in their hearts, and extremely afraid.

This is Li Ming, one of the twelve Knights of Xituo. Li Ming is the strongest among the young generation of Xituo. He is a few points stronger than the older generation of practitioners. Among Xituo, many powerful people in the imperial realm assert that it is only a matter of time before Li Ming becomes emperor.

At this time, he died so easily.

Just below, the scholar looked at the scene with a shocked face. He only saw Su Bai take the iron sword, and then waved it casually, which broke the joint attack of the eleven kings and killed Li Ming directly.

This is so scary.

Su Bai made a move before. The scholar knew that the strength of his leader was probably not what he used to be.

But he didn't expect to be so terrible.

The invincible demeanor is still the same as before. The scholar looked at the white figure like a relegated immortal in the void, smiled on his face, and whispered: "invincible demeanor is no less than that in the past..."

In the distance, the practitioners of sword League and sword region were almost petrified and hard to breathe. This scene had a great impact on them.

Xiao Zhengmu was stunned and his mouth was wide enough to fill an egg. Among so many people present, he should be the most aware of Li Ming's horror. After all, Li Ming, as the twelve Knights of Xituo, their sword alliance collected Li Ming's information. He remembered very clearly that the intelligence of the sword alliance evaluated Li Ming as: the posture of demons is more powerful than Wang Daojiu.

"Who the hell is he?" Xiao Zheng murmured softly. At the same time, he was relieved to have such a strong man in his heart. Today, their sword alliance has escaped.

"Escape..." in the void, those practitioners of the Kingdom suddenly turned around and fled. Although they had a great advantage in number, they were afraid after witnessing the previous scene.

Su Bai was not merciful to the practitioner of Xituo. He was very keen on killing everything. He took one step and launched the instant skill of the supreme sword. In an instant, his body appeared behind a practitioner of the king's way, and the iron sword ruthlessly came out of its scabbard.

Poof!

The cold sword light broke through all obstacles and pierced the head of the practitioner of the king's way. Countless dense sword marks covered the head of the practitioner and soon spread to his whole body. His body was fragmented and bloody.

His white clothes were not stained with blood, and Su defeated with his sword. His eyes looked at a figure not far away. The iron sword in his hand turned into a streamer, as if he were chasing the figure across the void.

This is a six fold cultivator of the king's realm. He was originally the leader of a second rate sect. After the spiritual pulse was revived, in order to get the inheritance in the secret realm, he was attached to Xituo.

At the moment, his heart was very flustered. In order to escape from here, he even burned the blood essence in his body. But at the moment, his pupils suddenly shrunk. In his sight, a sword light tore through the nothingness. He even reacted and was pierced through his head.

Poof!

Blood splashed wildly and dyed the sky red.

Su Bai held out his hand and gently shook it in the void. The sword wind lifted around him. The terrible sword meaning erupted like a mountain flood, surging and turned into sword shadows. With a wave of his hand, these sword shadows shot away at the fleeing figures in the distance.

The art of heart sword is invincible within a hundred feet.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Blood bloomed one after another in the void, blood mist soared, and figures fell from the void.

In the distance, the Xituo practitioner's face was chilly. The man in white was like a demon God who came out of the nine dark places. He killed him with a sword alone. No one could stop his edge. It was only a long time before all the eleven practitioners in the Kingdom died.

Fear filled the hearts of these people. Their bodies could not help shaking, but no one fled, because the lessons learned from the past made them understand that even if they wanted to escape, they might not be able to escape. After all, among these people, the highest cultivation is only half the king's way.

"Sir, we just obey orders. We are not the practitioners of Xituo, but depend on their power. Can you let us go, sir? We are willing to be the sword attendants of adults..." among them, a middle-aged man who is half King hardened his head and said.

"Yes, sir, it's not our intention to attack the sword alliance."

"We are willing to surrender to the sword field..."

"Willing to be an ox and a horse for adults..."

Many people reacted and begged for mercy.

Only in response to them, there were only red and blood like frost leaves. In the void, blood like frost leaves swayed and fell, as if from the end of the sky. It was very strange. These frost leaves fell on these people, and blood waves rushed from the empty air, shocking

Dead silence!

Fear!

Sword alliance and practitioners in sword region stared at this scene in amazement.

Dead.

They're all dead.

None survived.