The sword-stage Mahayana is the sword-stage Mahayana. Wang Ting has already used all the solutions, but he can never do anything to this sword-stage Mahayana. If it were not for the most critical moment, the sword-stage intent contained in Ruosheng Sword Emperor, which gave Zhuang Bufan a fatal blow, the sword-stage Mahayana would not have fallen in Wang Ting's hands. [Full text reading.baoliny.]

"call out!"

The sword light swept across, carrying the head of Wunian Sword Emperor, and went straight into the sky. The red blood spilled everywhere, causing the two swordsman realm powerhouses who planned to assist Zhuang Bufan to take down the royal court together, and were stunned on the spot.

"kill!"

These two powerful swordsman realm were stunned, but it did not mean that Wang Ting would be stunned. The moment he killed Zhuang Bufan, Wang Ting's figure had already passed through the gap between the two swordsman like a stream of light, heading towards Zhuang Poxie, who was closest to him and was attacking Li Yuan crazyly.

Although he is more sure of killing a sword saint, the death of a sword saint obviously cannot have much impact on the battle situation. If you want to turn the battle situation around, the only way is to kill another sword saint. If two sword saints are killed, the dealer will definitely not have the ability to surround the Li family again.

"careful!"

"Elder Zhuang is careful of the royal court!"

Seeing Wang Ting's sword sharply turn, the two sword saints exclaimed at the same time.

However, at this moment, Zhuang Poxie was fighting with Li Yuan with all his strength. Both of them were powerful people in the Mahayana realm of sword force, and Li Yuan also understood his situation. His attack was fierce and fierce, which made Zhuang Poxie no time to care about anything else. Seeing the sword that Wang Ting assassinated from the side, although he reacted, he only shook his body. The moment he shook Li Yuan's sword force, he swung his sword, trying to repel Wang Ting with this sword, thus causing him to fall into the siege of other sword saints.

"Eight swords are integrated and broken!"

Facing Zhuang Poxie, he casually took a sword. The sword force in Wang Ting's body burst out. At the moment when he confronted Zhuang Poxie's sword force, the sharp sword energy had already penetrated through the sword force. The next moment, the sharp edge of Ruosheng's sword had already assassinated in front of Zhuang Poxie with an elusive angle.

"Damn it, Zhuang Bufan, what the hell are you doing!"

Zhuang Poxie was completely unaware that Zhuang Bufan was dead. After a roar came out of his mouth, he originally condensed into a sword force and continued to deal with Li Yuan. At this time, he had to turn quickly and the sword that slashed horizontally collided head-on with the sharpness of Ruosheng's sword!

"Get out!"

When the two swords intersected, Zhuang Poxie roared out of his mouth, and the powerful true energy surged out of his body, as if a mountain torrent broke out, and was about to blow the royal court away in one fell swoop.

However, before the true energy in his body burst out completely, a sword intent that penetrated the soul and killed the spirit, Ziruosheng Sword assassinated out, instantly slashed into Zhuang Poxie's spiritual world. The powerful sword intent made this powerful sword invader instantly set off Zhuang Poxie's future, and the spiritual world was almost torn apart in one fell swoop.

"Not good! Sword Intent!"

At the moment when the spiritual world was torn apart, Zhuang Poxie finally reacted and forced himself to calm down, and he wanted to wake up completely from the killing of the sword intent.

However, Zhuang Poxie's real opponent is actually not Wang Ting, but Li Yuan, who is also a Mahayana swordsman. How could Li Yuan miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

"die!"

The moment his spiritual world was killed by this sword intent, Li Yuan had already roared and a powerful sword bombarded down, sweeping all the sword masters into it, shattering into a burst of blood, then turning into blood mist and drifting away in the void.

"Zhuang Boxi!"

"Senior Brother Zhuang!?"

"how so?"

The confrontation between Zhuang Poxie and Li Yuan involved most people's eyes. Seeing that Zhuang Poxie, the dignified sword-strate Mahayana, was actually killed by Li Yuan's sword, everyone's eyes widened. Even Zhuang Xulie, the sword-strate Mahayana who was fighting with Li Huazhang, had incredible eyes.

"Elder Zhuang Poxie!?"

Looking at the fallen Zhuang Poxie, Zhuang Xulei was almost unacceptable, especially when he saw Zhuang Bufan, who had long been lying in a pool of blood and had lost his head, the shock in his eyes had been rapidly amplified and faintly turned into fear.

"Sword Intent!?Sword Intent!?A Sword Holy Realm practitioner actually mastered the sword intent. Even on the Star List, there are only a handful of strong people who have mastered the sword intent. Moreover, they are all within the top five. Among the five, only Mu Qingshuang and Shen Wanque... Wang Ting, you actually mastered the sword intent..."

Compared to the incredible situations of Zhuang Xulie and others, although Li Yuan, Li Huazhang, Li Changming and others felt a little shocked, they quickly accepted it.

After all, Wang Ting personally admitted that his soul strength had reached the level of a strong sword spirit realm, and his soul strength had reached this level, and began to condense the sword intent. This was not impossible. In the first stage of sword intent, he condensed the sword intent, but his soul strength was enough, and he did not see through his original heart and understood his sword path. He was not considered a real sword intent.

"Kill! Kill out!"

The moment Zhuang Xulie was lost, Li Huazhang had already roared out of his mouth. Seeing that the three swordsman masters of Zhuang's swordsman were actually killed, he was like a divine help in an instant. The powerful swordsman was exerted, and the swordsman that soared into the sky continued to kill them, suppressing the passage where the space was not wide. For a moment, all the swordsman masters became suppressed.

"Well, kill well, Your Majesty Wang Ting, kill well. Next, let us all kill these grandsons who dare to deal with us!"

After killing Zhuang Poxie, Li Yuan also let out a long roar, and a powerful sword swept out, directly facing the three sword saints who were sieging towards the royal court. The sword saints bombarded, and the three sword saints realm power suddenly felt that they were being crushed to a terrifying mountain, and ten percent of their strength was less than fifty percent.

And the moment they were suppressed, Wang Ting's figure suddenly dissipated and actually passed through Li Yuan's sword force, as if crossing the barrier in the void, appeared in front of one of the three sword saints. When he was suppressed by the sword force, he made an instant move, and eight phantoms merged into one, flew past the sword saint strongman, and in the blink of an eye, a blood mist was rolled up.

After assassinating the powerful swordsman, Wang Ting's figure did not stop at all, and the condensed figures dispersed again. He rushed towards another powerful swordsman. The eight phantoms attacked with one attack, and the swordsman who was suppressed by the swordsman once again followed the footsteps of the former.

"No!"

The oppression of death caused another sword saint to roar like a trapped beast. The powerful sword stunted, and it actually escaped from Li Yuan's sword stunning, retreating frantically, and at the moment when the eight phantoms of the Wang Ting were combined into one. His body turned around and stabbed out with his sword stunning, and with the cultivation level of the sword saint realm, he resisted the fatal blow that Wang Ting had never missed before.

"Bang!"

The fire is flying.

Two divine swords collided instantly in the void.

If Wang Ting's Ruosheng Sword does not contain sword intent, the sword saint could completely use the power of that sword to withdraw from Wang Ting's attack range after resisting this ultimate sword. Unfortunately...

"Pupil Sword Technique!"

The moment the two swords collided, two substantial sword energy had condensed in Wang Ting's pupils. At the moment the sword saint's spiritual will was torn apart by the sword intent contained in Ruosheng's sword, the two sword energy had already assassinated through his pupils, penetrated his head, and shot out from the back of his head. He died on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, relying on the sword force of Li Yuan, the Mahayana, to suppress it, Wang Ting had actually killed three sword saints.

At this speed, even if the banker's swordsman's swordsman's powerhouse is twice as high as the banker's swordsman's realm, he will be killed sooner or later.

"Retreat! Retreat! Go quickly!"

Seeing that his own party had suffered so much damage, Zhuang Xulie quickly shouted.

There are only thirteen sword saints left, and there are four sword saints on the other side. In addition to the four sword saints, there is also one more sword saint. Under normal circumstances, one sword saint is equivalent to ten sword saints. Especially among the people of the Li family, there is also a Wang Ting who may begin to condense the sword intent. Even if the dealer seems to have a large number of people, it is very likely that the entire army will be wiped out if he continues to fight.

"I want to leave now, don't you think it's too late?"

Li Yuan shouted loudly and chased and ran out with Li Huazhang and others.

However, his pursuit was actually just a meaning. After all, the banker had a swordsman and thirteen swordsmanship. Perhaps he could no longer keep the Li family members. However, it was also impossible for the Li family members to keep the bankers. If both sides really wanted to fight to the death, even if the Li family won, it would probably be a tragic victory. Even the two swordsmanship masters might fall one. This result was something that none of them wanted to see.

After some pursuit, Li Yuan, Li Huazhang and others finally chased to the ground.

At this time, the people from the banker retreated far away and soon boarded the air patrol warship they stayed nearby. With a rumbling sound, they rushed into the void at the fastest speed, for fear that they would stay for a long time, so they were caught up by Wang Ting and others and attacked and killed in one fell swoop.

When he came, he was very aggressive and eventually fled in panic. Two swordsmans and three sword saints fell. It has to be said that the entire dealer is full of a strong tragic color.

"Don't chase the defeated enemy."

Seeing the dealer's people leaving, Li Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Huazhang was already flying and rushed towards the Li family's air patrol warship.

As soon as they arrived at the position of the air patrol warship, everyone immediately smelled a strong smell of blood. The hundreds of Li guards who were staying on the air patrol warship had been executed by all the people from the banker during this period. Hundreds of corpses were piled up like mountains, which was shocking.

"hateful!"

Li Huazhang gritted his teeth and shouted, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Bankker, this matter is not over. After our Li family digests the treasure of Wunian Sword Emperor and improves its strength, the first thing to be destroyed is your banker."

Li Changming, who followed him, came to the corpses all over the ground, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"Why do you have to wait until that day? The dealer has already died. Although there are two more sword masters next, that one is not the dealer. But the dealer is just a guest servant. With the current power of our Li family, it is not impossible to destroy the dealer..." Li Yuan's attitude was much more direct than Li Huazhang and Li Changming: "As long as... His Majesty Wang Ting is willing to take action and help our Li family with his help!"
Chapter completed!