"Clang!Clang!Clang!"

The sound of the sword being unsheathed was heard.

The moment the Blood Sword Sword Saint shouted out the name of Wang Ting, most of the strong men in the house pulled out the sword as soon as possible and quickly surrounded Wang Ting. Even the powerful men in the sword Saint Realm led quickly stood up, their eyes as if they were torched, and they firmly locked in Wang Ting's figure. Next, as long as he dared to act rashly, what would greet him would be the most violent joint attack.

"Are you the royal court?"

Qingteng Sword Master stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"I am Wang Ting."

Wang Ting responded calmly, asking questions and answering questions and calmly, and did not take the legendary swordsman and semi-saint strong man around him seriously. It seemed that what he was performing now was not a dangerous scene of going to the meeting alone, but a visit to an ordinary friend's house.

"It's really amazing. I heard from my disciples that Wang Ting, who defeated the Jukong Sword Saint, was a newly-promoted genius sword saint, very young. At that time, I had some preparation in my heart. I didn't expect that now, after witnessing your real person, I realized that you were younger than I thought."

"Sir, there is only Wang Ting."

At this time, a middle-aged man at the peak of semi-saint came to the Blood Sword Saint and whispered.

"One person? Dare to come to our Blood Alliance?"

When the Blood Sword Saint heard this, a hint of anger appeared in his eyebrows: "Young, it turns out that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, but is so young that he is arrogant and does not know the height of the sky and the earth!"

Wang Ting's eyes fell on the Blood Sword Saint. There was no intention of wasting time.

He has recently obtained several new pill recipes and is planning to study them to see if he can use the power of pills to cultivate the Tianjian Hundred Tribulations, which traces back to the glorious glory of the founder of the Dongtian Sword Sect. He does not want to waste too much time and energy on the matter of the Sky Temple.

"This manor has a good layout. If you don't want to razor this manor to the ground because of the aftermath of our battle, come out."

"us?"

Qingteng Sword Saint's expression turned slightly cold: "Are you talking about us? Do you want to challenge our four sword saints alone and repel our four sword saints? Let our Blood Alliance withdraw from the battle of the Sky Temple?"

"ridiculous!"

The Blood Sword Saint followed the Qingteng Sword Saint's words, but his tone became stern: "Young man, who do you think you are? Do you Juekong Sword Saint? Even if Juekong Sword Saint is resurrected, he will not dare to speak to our four sword saints like this. He can defeat the three sword saints, but when facing the four of us, he can only avoid their sharp edges. Do you still want to challenge our four sword saints in one go?"

"The Juekong Sword Saint is dead, dead under my sword."

Wang Ting said.

The tone is just an explanation of a fact.

However, this is the fact that the Blood Sword Sword Saint, who was still stern just now, suddenly stuck in the next words, speechless.

The Juekong Sword Saint cannot deal with the four great sword Saints, which does not mean that his royal court cannot.

The Blood Sword Saint and others actually dared not look down on Wang Ting. After all, the news they received was clearly told that Wang Ting was defeated by Juekong Sword Saint openly in a head-on confrontation. In other words, Wang Ting had the strength to surpass Juekong Sword Saint, but just now, they saw Wang Ting at first sight. Seeing that he was so young, they couldn't help but feel a little contempt in their hearts.

Thinking of this, even the Blood Sword Sword Saint with the strongest cultivation level calmed down.

"While the Royal Court, the Sky Temple is at its last moment, the lean camel is bigger than the horse. The three families of the Dong family, the Lin family, and the Feng family may not be able to completely swallow the Sky Temple."

"That's the business of the three families. It has nothing to do with me. Next, you have two choices, one is to withdraw immediately and no longer intervene in the affairs of the Sky Temple, the other..."

Wang Ting raised the Ruosheng sword in his hand flat and put it in front of him. He bent his fingers and bounced slightly on the sword body. Ruosheng sword's sword body emitted a crisp sword sound: "Better than the sword in my hand."

"Arrogant!"

At this moment, even if the Blood Sword Sword Saint wanted to tolerate it, no matter how much he was afraid of Wang Ting, the new No. 1 strong man in Xuanfeng Continent, he couldn't help but be furious: "Wang Ting, you don't take us seriously. We have tolerated you again and again. Are you still treating yourself as a strong man in the Mahayana realm of sword force? Better than the sword in your hand? Since you insist on this, the four of us will meet you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in the hand of the Blood Sword Sword Saint suddenly appeared.

His sword, as its name suggests, is a blood-red sword. This sword is made of special ores. It can absorb the opponent's blood and replenish his physical strength while constantly killing his opponent. Due to the years of killing, the sword is full of killing aura. As soon as the blood sword comes out, a sensation of blood and killing aura has filled the entire audience.

"Everyone, let's take action and learn about the swordsmanship of this newly promoted No. 1 strongman."

"Okay! I also want to see if you, the newly promoted Xuanfeng No. 1 strongest man, deserve your name."

"Severing people's money and money is like killing parents. I can't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."

The remaining three sword saints reached a consensus instantly and drew swords almost at the same time. The powerful aura burst out from them, shattering the wooden tables, chairs and antique porcelain in the conference hall on the spot.

"It should have been like this long ago."

A trace of solemnity flashed in Wang Ting's expression, and the powerful spiritual power was rapidly moving. Calculated that at the moment when the four people were strangled, he had already noticed the flaw from the cooperation of the four people. Before the four people's attacks officially landed on his body, he had already stepped out. The space domain given by the Great Perfection Realm made him step out this step, as if he had crossed from one world to another world, and escaped from the sword technique of the four people. When the blood sword saint with the highest cultivation level had just reacted and wanted to condense the sword force to attack again, Ruosheng's sword's sharpness was aimed at Menghe sword saint, who had the weakest cultivation level, and stabbed out violently.

"Bang!"

Fire burst.

The Menghe Sword Saint, who noticed the crisis, raised his sword at the first time. At the same time, the thick true energy surged out of his body. The sword technique went from attack to entanglement, trying to entangle the body of the Wang Court, and gained favorable time for the attacks of the other three sword Saints.

However, before his sword technique of entanglement and slap was used, Wang Ting, who had assassinated with one sword, seemed to have disappeared from his front. He completely broke away from his lock, and then changed in the void, and dodged from the sword techniques of the three sword saints such as the bloody sword saint, the Qingteng sword saint and other three sword saints. His body reversed, and he had already appeared behind the Menghe sword saint. The sharp edge of Ruosheng sword slashed down again, slashed out with one sword, leading dozens of phantoms, and each phantom was emitting a sharp and sharp aura, as if every sword had the power to assassinate him with one sword.

"Be careful. This is Wang Ting's best swordsmanship. He used this swordsmanship to defeat Lei Kong Sword Saint and killed Jue Kong Sword Saint!"

The Blood Sword Saint shouted loudly, and the sword edge waved a dense blood light and rushed into the sword shadow led by the royal court.

Not only him, but also Menghe Sword Saint was shouting loudly, and the true energy in his body was surging out.

He knew in his heart that since Wang Ting's sword could defeat Lei Kong Sword Saint and kill Jue Kong Sword Saint, the power would be Shi Potian. At this time, he didn't care about anything else at all, so he had to explode with all his strength, trying to defeat all the sword shadows in front of him.

However, when the Blood Sword Sword Saint and Menghe Sword Saint took all their strength and the sword light was squeezing into the sword shadow, all of these sword shadows dissipated. The Wang Court, who was behind the sword shadow, seemed to have traveled through time and space, and instantly rushed to the Menghe Sword Saint's body. The sharp edge of Ruosheng's sword pierced out, tearing the protective true energy of the sword saint realm powerhouse like a bamboo shoot.

At the critical moment, the Menghe Sword Saint stimulated all the energy of qi and blood in his body. The thick energy of qi and blood in his body wrapped the internal organs and moved the five internal organs. The killing sword that Wang Ting, who assassinated into the heart of the Menghe Sword Saint, was disintegrated in one fell swoop because of the movement of the five internal organs.

"Um?"

Wang Ting paused slightly, and he never expected that the Menghe Sword Saint had such a method.

However, at this time, the Qingteng Sword Saint had already arrived from one side. Wang Ting's hand was shocked, and the powerful sword energy rushed into the Menghe Sword Saint's body. Although it could not crush his heart, it also caused a lot of damage in his body. Then the sword light waving, and it rotated 180 degrees to face the sword that the Qingteng Sword Saint was assassinated.

The two swords intersected, and the powerful true energy fluctuated and spread to all directions, tearing the smooth and neat ground apart on the spot. The powerful sword energy pierced the walls, making the entire conference room full of holes, and the entire conference room became shaky under the impact of this diffuse true energy.

"Wang Ting, die! Kill!"

The moment Wang Ting's sword technique confronted the Qingteng Sword Saint, the Blood Sword Saint had condensed its own momentum and formed a condensing sword force. The sword force soared into the sky, piercing the roof of the house, carrying a large amount of smoke and dust and killing it down. All the wooden beams and flying stones intercepting in front of the sword force along the way turned into annihilation powder and destroyed ashes.

However, the power of his sword force is indeed very amazing, and it is absolutely effective for demolition and construction. However, before he could kill Wang Ting's figure, Wang Ting's figure had already jumped with the power of intersecting with the Qingteng Sword Saint, and then merged into the void. His figure changed at an incredible angle. Not only did he rush out from the sword force of the Blood Sword Saint, but the sharpness of Ruosheng Jian pointed directly at the other sword saint Sanyou Sword Saint. He used his sword technique and beat the sword saint on the spot without any power to fight back.

"A bastard, if you have the ability to confront me head-on and dodge everywhere, what's the point of being able to do it."

"oh?"

Wang Ting's sword technique, who was dealing with the Sanyou Sword Saint, was slightly shocked. The power of the eight major domains appeared at the same time, instantly forming a great perfection, and then formed a unique frequency, shattering all the true energy of the Sanyou Sword Saint's realm and the remaining power even hit the Sanyou Sword Saint's body, making his qi and blood boil, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You mean, do you want to have a single showdown with me?"

A sword shook away the Ghost Sword Saint, and Wang Ting's figure had already appeared in front of the Blood Sword Saint.

Seeing Wang Ting appear, Qingteng Sword Saint was about to step forward and continue to join forces with the Blood Sword Saint to strangle him. However, when he glanced at the situation in front of him, Menghe Sword Saint was injured by the sword energy, and his aura was as bright as a scattered stream, completely losing his combat power. Sanyou Sword Saint was also seriously injured. Even if he could fight again, his strength would be greatly reduced.

Four people besieged Wang Ting, but he actually injured two of them.

Especially when Wang Ting killed the two men, and the speed that seemed to be able to integrate into the void, if the other party really used this tactic to fight, even if he was the one, he would probably follow the footsteps of the two sword saints of Sanyou and Menghe...

For a moment, his steps couldn't help but stop.

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