Lord of the Divine Show

"It's far enough away from the Shushan sect..."

"As for the Shushan Sword Sect, it's impossible to just send a great elder to kill an enemy with a sword in hand, right?"

After Zhong Shenxiu flew thousands of miles away, he asked Yutongzi to reduce his escape speed.

At this time, the two disciples who were grabbed by Yutongzi finally came to their senses and shouted: "Devil... our sect will not let you go!"

"idiot!"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed: "Since you know that I am a devil, how dare you be so sharp-tongued? Boy, you pick one and eat it!"

"Thank you for the reward, Master..." Yutongzi croaked strangely. It had already revealed its true form, it was a huge crow.

At this time, saliva flowed from the bird's beak and shouted: "I want to eat that female doll. It is said that female dolls are the most tender..."

When the female disciple heard this, she almost fainted.

Naihe was caught by Yutongzi and couldn't resist at all. He almost cried: "Senior brother...save me!"

Zhong Shenxiu rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "I see that you two have a deep love for each other, so I will give you a chance. That man, are you willing to die for this junior sister and be eaten by my boy?"

The senior brother was stunned, his lips moved, but there was no sound for a long time.

Just when the junior sister's expression gradually became desperate, he unexpectedly had a hint of quick wit, and suddenly... fainted!

In order to be dizzy so realistically and not be woken up, he even deliberately moved his energy and magic and spat out a small mouthful of blood.

"Haha... you are quite a talent!"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed loudly, as if he was watching a good drama.

The junior sister's expression turned gloomy, but with a hint of hope: "My sect... someone from my sect will definitely come to save me!"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp sword light was already chasing after him, shouting: "Put down my junior brother and junior sister!"

In the light of the sword, there is a female fairy who is twenty years old and has pink and pink eyebrows, just like the fairy in the painting descending to the mortal world.

The flying sword in her hand was transformed into a jade hairpin on top of her bun. As she drank lightly, she raised her hand and spilled a handful of Tianxuan star cinnabar.

I saw only dots of stars, like a Weaver Girl tracing the Milky Way with her delicate hands, covering dozens of miles in a radius, obviously because she was afraid that Zhong Shenxiu would escape.

"Who is coming?"

Zhong Shenxiu stood with his hands behind his hands and asked with a smile.

"Thief, you are dead, this is our senior sister Li Ningxiu!"

The female disciple shouted.

"Double show in Shushan? The one who will definitely get the true inheritance... This wave will not be a loss!"

Zhong Shenxiu murmured, and when he saw the flying sword transformed by the jade hairpin shooting towards him like lightning and flint, he couldn't help but raise his hand and release the Poison Dragon Sword.

The two sword lights clashed fiercely, and suddenly they fought with thousands of moves.

However, Li Ningxiu became more and more frightened as he fought. He suddenly took back the jade hairpin sword and shouted: "My sword will not kill unknown people. Who are you? This swordsmanship should not be unknown!"

"Come here!"

Zhong Shenxiu thrust out the Poison Dragon Sword with great force, forcing Li Ningxiu to use his sword to defend.

But at this moment, he had a thought, and the vitality of the world was in chaos. Suddenly it condensed into a giant hand, pushed aside the star sand, and fell with a palm!

Boom!

Various sects and sects have similar techniques for this kind of vitality capture, but Zhong Shenxiu's is the crudest one.

However, this kind of big capture method is specially used by high-level monks to suppress low-level novices!

If you rely on Taoism to suppress others, you will be successful!

And with Zhong Shenxiu's cultivation, Li Ningxiu suddenly felt that the magic power in his body was stagnant. With his beautiful face changing color, he was easily caught by big hands and made a prisoner.

The Sword Immortal's body and sword are integrated into one, and his sword escape method is the best escape method in the world.

Therefore, when Li Ningxiu caught up with Zhong Shenxiu, lost the fight and was captured, the follow-up Dunguang arrived far away.

Feilong Jian Ling Bufan immediately shouted: "That thief, put down Fairy Ning Xiu quickly!"

"Fairy Ning Xiu was captured?"

"Get that thief quickly!"

"Wait a minute, the scholar in white, the golden elixir demon bird... Why do I feel that this person looks so familiar..."

Cui Yingxiu arrived earlier, but when he saw it was Zhong Shenxiu, he didn't dare to step forward to fight with the sword. He could only stand at a distance and shouted: "Ancestor Creation, why did you capture my disciple?"

"Since I, the ancestor, took action, it was natural that you provoked me first..."

Zhong Shenxiu looked seriously at the young handsome men from various factions who were pursuing them, his eyes slightly bright: "I didn't expect... there are so many surprises."

Most of these young monks are here to participate in the sword contest to attract brides.

Moreover, there are even five true inheritances.

As long as they are captured in one wave, there is no need to plot against other sects in the future.

As soon as he thought of this, his magic power surged, and the Poison Dragon Sword's sword light suddenly increased to dozens of feet in length, like a sword peak collapsing, pushing down the golden mountain, toppling the jade pillar, and rumbling down.

In fact, Zhong Shenxiu had never seriously practiced any superior sword techniques.

The only thing I have dabbled in is the Xuanyin sword-controlling magical power of Wanfamen, but it is not profound.

After coming to this world, there is only one point in any sword fight, and that is to use more powerful magic power to crush the enemy to death.

At this time, the sword peak collapsed, which also had the same effect.

"The Ancestor of Creation is returning the elixir, let's take action together!"

Feilongjian Ling Bufan shouted, the Feilongjian was extraordinary, turned into a stream of light, and cut straight to the sword peak.

The other young monks cheered loudly. Some used magic weapons and weapons, some waved their hands to create divine thunder, some used the seven true waters, etc. Their magical powers were extremely extraordinary and they could be called the elites of the younger generation.

Li Ningxiu competes with swords to recruit brides, and the people who come to participate are naturally of extraordinary ability.

In addition to the Tiandu Sect and Tianshan Sword Sect, which are both among the Five Ultimate Sects in the world, many outstanding disciples from the six authentic sects, the twelve major sects, and even the thirty-six cultivation families also came.

As for the inheritance of the lower sects, those disciples have no shame to come...

"Well come."

While Zhong Shenxiu laughed, the sword peak suddenly disintegrated and turned into infinite poisonous dragon sword energy, sweeping across thousands of people.

The poisonous dragon sword changed rapidly. It first fiercely clashed with Cui Yingxiu's two flying swords thousands of times, and then suddenly broke off and slashed thirteen flying forks in a row.

The monk who made the flying fork came from the Thirty-Six Cultivation Family, and was the most outstanding member of the Cao family today. However, he did not expect that the ghosts of his mother and son, whom he had worked so hard to sacrifice, would be killed in the blink of an eye. Want to cry but no tears.

But before he could yell, Zhong Shenxiu had already come to him and brushed his sleeves. The Cao family's eyes suddenly turned white and he fainted. Zhong Shenxiu and Li Ningxiu were thrown to Yutongzi behind him.

With a finger of his hand, the Poison Dragon Sword roared again and entangled the Feilong Sword.

Ling Bufan wanted to use the exquisite swordsmanship of Tianshan Sword Sect to defeat the enemy, but he saw a big hand flying towards him, and he himself became a prisoner in a daze...

"A great harvest, this time it's a great harvest... After taking these people, there is no need to plot against other sects..."

Zhong Shenxiu was like an old farmer harvesting, picking fruits one by one, his eyes filled with the joy of harvest: "Of course...after this time, I, the ancestor of creation, will probably become a rat in the spiritual world, and everyone will yell at me to beat him." Already..."