Chapter 2348

"Let's catch it!"

"None of you can escape today."

Qiu Lao united with Wan Jian and other peak masters to suppress Xiaoyou and Nie Yan.

Gradually gaining the upper hand.

As Zhao Fang ascended the sword mound platform, other strong men in Xianjian mountain felt it and came to the sword mound one after another. Some directly joined the group war to beat Nie yanxiaoyou, while others went to the sword mound platform.

Chimei went to the sword tomb platform.

But most of the sword cultivation is to stay to deal with Xiao you Nie Yan.

If only Qiu Lao Wan Jian and others, they can hold on for ten days and eight days, but with the sword cultivation joining the war, the space for their activities is gradually compressed.

Finally, he lost his backhand and had to be beaten passively.

Before long, he was seriously injured and was trapped by Qiu Lao and others.

They didn't kill them rashly, because they didn't have the ability to kill them instantly. If they were allowed to seize the opportunity to explode, seven monks present would be destroyed.

The price is too high. After careful thinking, Qiu Lao and others didn't force them too quickly, but trapped them.

Their plan is good. When their immortal power is exhausted, they will catch them again to eliminate the risk of self explosion.

Unfortunately.

Before Qiu Lao waited for that moment, a blazing light lit up at the location of the sword mound platform, and then a terrible wave of self explosion of the nine powerful people, like a hurricane.

Under the crisis, those friars, regardless of suppressing Xiaoyou and Nie Yan, scattered one after another.

This gave them a chance to escape.

Xiaoyou turned into a black fog, wrapped Nie Yan, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

……

The wave of immortal talisman explosion finally subsided slowly.

Zhao Fang took advantage of the opportunity to swallow three famous swords.

Now it's the fourth handle, Baili sword.

"Baili sword, Baili sword God? It should be him!"

Zhao Fang thought for a moment. He crossed the fourth sword and came to the place where the fifth famous sword was buried. He smashed the scabbard with the Tibetan front and began to devour it madly.

He would never have done it so easily before the explosion.

In order to resist the impact of the explosion, jianzhongtai drew the strength of ten swords to resist, making their "strength" weaker than before, which gave him an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Cough... Stop!"

Eight or nine figures appeared together, all disheartened.

There are four or five of them, all with blood on the corners of the lips and hair, which describe embarrassment.

Zhao Fang took a look.

It was a group of people who hid in the dark when they fought with Chimei.

Most of the accomplishments are like turning God into eight and nine.

Seeing one of the figures, Zhao Fang suddenly laughed.

The blue figure also showed an unexpected smile.

"Sword mound platform is the forbidden area of Xianjian mountain. How can you be an outsider? Get down, or..."

"Otherwise what?" Zhao Fang raised his head and glanced at the sword repair who wanted to threaten himself, and a stack of fairy talismans.

No more, no less. It's still fifty or sixty.

Seeing the immortal talisman, those swords looked like frightened birds and quickly retreated hundreds of feet.

Zhao Fang joked and mocked, "don't you want to maintain the sword tomb platform? Why are you running so far? Come and kill me."

With this cheap tone, the angry sword practitioners looked gloomy. They wanted to take the sword to the stage and kill Zhao Fang with one sword.

But after all, I was afraid of taking rash action.

Even if the long-range attack is carried out in pairs, they dare not attack together. They are afraid that the sword Qi is too strong, so that the sword tomb platform mistakenly thinks it will destroy itself and defend itself.

"If I hadn't scruples about the sword tomb, I would have killed him with a sword!"

Red eyebrows and a gloomy face.

With his half step strength and the increase of red eyebrow sword, he can fight with ordinary strong people who return to the virtual world. However, due to the sword mound platform, he is wary of rats and does not dare to exert his full strength. He is also affected by the explosion of immortal runes, and feels extremely oppressed.

"Don't be angry, senior brother Chimei. Even if that boy succeeds, can he escape from our Xianjian mountain with his only infant change and cultivation?"

Beside Chimei, a green robed sword Xiu said calmly.

"What elder martial brother Baili said is."

"Let the little thief be rampant for a moment. Later, he will be allowed to survive and die!"

The other eight or nine double swords of Huashen agree.

The red eyebrow sank, "what does younger martial brother Baili mean, is to wait for him to destroy all the ten swords?"

"The boy is sure that we should avoid rats. On the contrary, the strong attack will become an opportunity for him to weaken the sword tomb platform. Now, since the boy has stepped into the sword tomb platform, we can only wait and see its change."

The hundred mile sword God said faintly.

"Damn it!"

Even if Chimei is no longer willing, she has nothing to do.

Although under the strong attack, it can completely destroy the sword tomb platform.

He can't afford to destroy the sword tomb platform.

That's it.

A strange picture appeared in the secret place of sword tomb platform.

Zhao kept destroying the top ten famous swords on the sword tomb stage. The sword practitioners under the stage were bleeding, but they didn't dare to resist.

That feeling is like molesting his girlfriend in front of others.

Others know, but dare not resist.

Great!

"The last two handles!"

"To be exact, it's the last handle except the hundred mile sword."

Zhao Fang murmured and looked at Cangfeng. "It's a dragon or a worm. Just look at this blog!"

Boom!

The last sword was shattered, and the sword Qi emitted by the hidden edge was like a big black mouth swallowing the last sword.

Immediately.

Zang Feng trembled, and an amazing sense of sword came out, just like a monster sleeping for a long time in the sword.

"What a strong sword!"

"What kind of sword is that? Why have you never heard of it?"

"That sword can devour ten swords, which is by no means ordinary. Capturing this son and subduing this sword can also make up for our loss this time..."

The swordsmen's voice just fell.

The light of Zang Feng sword dissipated and turned into a slender handle. It was cold, sharp and palpitating.

It hasn't changed much from before.

The only difference is that the blade is much wider than before, which is as wide as a palm.

On the other side, the blade is no longer a blade. It becomes a barb side by side. At first glance, it looks like a barb on a fierce beast.

The sharp edge of the barb is unparalleled. Instead of weakening the prestige of Zang Feng, it adds a bit of evil, strange and terrible atmosphere to it.

In particular, the fluctuation of its breath also made Zhao Fang slightly pick his eyebrows and show a smile on his lips. He felt that his efforts were not in vain.

"Against the front?"

Zhao Fang holds Zang Feng in his hand. The information contained in the sword body and the function after promotion are reflected in his mind one by one.

"Eight, eight immortals?"

A Huashen nine double sword cultivation, some incredible staring at Zang Feng.

They had obviously felt that Zang Feng was only a seven grade immortal sword, which could not even compare with the ten swords of the quasi eight grade. However, he swallowed several swords and was promoted to the eighth grade.

They had never heard of such strange things in their life.

"This sword is strange. You must stay!"

Chimei's eyes lit up and he was determined to rob Zang Feng.