The disciple guarding the mountain had no chance to react, so he was pierced by two sword lights, with a look of horror on his face.

Tang Ming smiled coldly, then stepped over the mountain gate and walked slowly towards the Zhitian Peak in the distance.

“Bold!”

After Tang Ming walked for more than a dozen steps, four sword cultivators whose cultivation was obviously higher than that of the disciples guarding the mountain appeared in front of him.

The spirit sword was unsheathed, and the faint sword energy was venting and spitting on the sharp sword tip, and the four people's auras firmly locked Tang Ming.

"I don't want to commit more murder, let your sect come out to see me!"

Although the Yiqi Sword Sect has a cause of extermination of the Longcheng Academy, these disciples with shallow cultivation will not die.

The reason why Tang Ming killed Tianxuan Sect was because of Lu Junfeng's relationship. Otherwise, according to his nature, it would be impossible to kill the entire Tianxuan Sect without leaving any other.

"Hmph, you are a casual cultivator, but you also want to see our head teacher in a mere innate realm, which is simply a dream!"

The leading man sneered, not to mention a casual cultivator like Tang Ming who has no name and no name, even those of them, who are outside disciples, it is difficult to meet the head sect.

"You dare to be arrogant in my Yiqi Sword Sect, and you will definitely be spared today!"

Among the four, the youngest sword cultivator suddenly shook the long sword in his hand and shouted loudly at Tang Ming.

For thousands of years, except for every disciple brought back by the elders of the inner sect, no one has been able to step into this Donglai Immortal Island.

The names of the top ten sects are not bragging about.

Tang Ming suddenly broke into this place, just like a secular warrior breaking into the imperial cabinet, and his fate was naturally self-evident.

"Well, I can't persuade the damn ghost with kind words. I'll see what kind of ability is the Yiqi Sword Sect, the leader of the Sword Sect in the world?"

Tang Ming shook his head slightly, then turned around and broke a piece of dead branches on an East Spirit tree not far away.

The four of them looked at each other, and their eyes were a little puzzled.

But his hand was not slow at all. The long sword broke through the air, and the four sword energy blocked all eight people from all directions of Tang Ming.

The cultivators of the Yiqi Sword Sect are somewhat different from other practitioners in the world.

Their spiritual weapons contain this faint trace of sword energy. This is not the sharp energy blessed by spiritual energy, but the real sword energy.

Tang Ming took a step back, raised the dead branches in his right hand, and a sharp sword energy flashed through it, and then his wrist fell gently.

At the same time when the two sword energy crossed, they suddenly stepped forward, handed out dead branches, and pointed directly at the cultivator with the highest level of cultivation.

The four people's bodies were unstable, and the long sword in their hands was like a spirit snake, and they could always attack Tang Ming from an incredible angle.

But after a moment, they were surprised to find that no matter how they changed their bodies, the dead branch was like a maggot in the tarsal bone, attacking the outer brother.

Zhao                                                               

But unexpectedly, the moment before the spirit sword touched the dead branch, Tang Ming's elbow fell slightly, and the dead branch in his hand climbed up with the spirit sword and pointed it on the man's forehead.

Bang!

Zhao                                                               

The air condensed in an instant, and the other three still held the sword, looking at the senior brother who was standing like a sculpture with confusion.

"Yiqi Sword Sect is just like that!"

Tang Ming slowly retracted his right hand holding the dead branch, while Zhao, who was staring at the wide-eyed, fell down unwillingly.

Zhao, whose vitality was gone, Rong had no scars on his body, but there was an extremely subtle red mark on his forehead.

"Senior Brother?!"

The three of them were shocked. They didn't even notice the slightest fluctuation of the spiritual weapon on Tang Ming's body.

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Two sword lights hit the ground one after another, Tang Ming did not retreat but advanced, and the dead branches in his hand rose. In the blink of an eye, the two of them fell to the ground one after another.

The youngest sword cultivator looked at the scene in horror. He couldn't understand how a casual cultivator with only the peak of innate cultivation could kill three senior brothers on the spot without making any noise.

With a moment of his right hand, a piece of spiritual jade the size of a palm appeared in his hand. As the sword energy flowed, the spiritual jade turned into powder.

One of the inspiration lights galloped towards the Zhitian Peak not far away.

Tang Ming knew that the young sword cultivator took out the message jade, but he did not stop him.

There are injustices and debts, and Tang Ming doesn't want to commit more murder, but if someone hits him in the knife, he will never be polite.

Tang Ming, holding the dead branches, walked towards Zhitian Peak step by step. Although the young sword cultivator was still facing Tang Ming, the fear in his heart could be seen from the slightly trembling tip of the sword.

Tang Ming's eyes swept across the trembling spiritual sword, and a disdainful sneer streaked across the corner of his mouth.

The sword heart is so weak, what other sword cultivator can you do?

The dead branches flashed in his right hand, and the young man's face showed a look of horror. He couldn't hold the spirit sword in his hand and fell to the ground.

"Bold madman! Dare to be so arrogant in my Yiqi Sword Sect!"

The dead branches were only an inch away from the young man's forehead. At this moment, a loud shout rang out.

In the direction of Tianfeng, hundreds of sword lights crossed the sky and rushed towards them.

The fastest sword light suddenly fell not far away in front of Tang Ming, and the light disappeared, and a middle-aged man with a strong face appeared in front of Tang Ming.

The young man who was lucky enough to save his life almost rolled and crawled back behind the middle-aged man, and even the spiritual sword that fell on the ground was not caring about.

"Elder Yang, he...is he. He didn't even say he forced himself to break into the mountain gate, but he also killed several senior brothers from my outer gate!"

After the young cultivator walked behind the middle-aged man, he seemed to feel much more at ease, and then pointed at Tang Ming and said with a hatred.

Yang Ji first glanced at the three corpses on the ground around him, and then stared at Tang Ming tightly.

"Who are you and why did I come to the Yiqi Sword Sect to take off my wildness?"

Yang Ji did not take action immediately. He is not a young junior who is ignorant of the world. Since this cultivation level is obviously only innate innate realm, how could there be no support behind it?

"A casual cultivator Tang Ming, here is the Yiqi Sword Sect, just for one thing!"

Tang Ming shook his wrist, held the dead branches against his sleeve, and said lightly.

If it weren't for the three corpses on the ground that had not yet been completely cooled, Yang Ji would have really believed his nonsense.

"Oh? One thing, then you might as well tell me!"

Yang Ji's face relaxed a lot, but the spiritual sword in his hand was not sluggish at all. If he was really just a casual cultivator, the four words "Yiqi Sword Sect" could make him lose his soul.

"Collection of debt!"

When Tang Ming said this, the peaceful aura in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a terrifying hostility.

"Collection of debt? What debt?"

"Does of life!!"

Thinking of the martial soldiers and ordinary people who died at the hands of the sect, as well as Qingxia Town whose blood had not yet dissipated, Tang Ming's mind was stirred up again.

Just as the two of them were talking, the sword light behind the middle-aged man fell like rain, and the gathering of sword energy made the plants and trees on the ground tremble slightly.

"Uncle Yang, what happened?"

"Who is this? Why did it appear in my Yiqi Sword Sect!"

"The outer door's message Lingyu is broken. I think someone is looking for trouble. Could it be him?"

Everyone looked at Tang Ming curiously and whispered to each other.

Behind these people, a handsome man wearing a brocade robe and carrying a purple sword suddenly trembled all over.

If others don’t recognize it, how can he not know?

Isn’t the guy standing opposite the disciple of the master in front of me the devil who beats the genius of the sect on Yunmiao Immortal Island?

Why did he come here?

Dong Yao slowly took two steps back and hid himself behind everyone. Without anyone else paying attention, this genius disciple of Yiqi Sword Sect rushed towards Zhitian Peak like a broken dog.

He didn't want to know why Tang Ming came here. He just wanted to escape from the Yiqi Sword Sect, which is regarded as a holy land by the sword cultivator in the world, before Tang Ming started a murderous act!

Only he understood the entire Yiqi Sword Sect. The man holding half of the dead branches in his hand could not be measured by the level of his realm.

Not to mention that Tang Ming is only at the peak of his innate cultivation now. Even an ordinary person without any aura, Dong Yao would definitely not have the courage to attack this madman who dared to compete with the power of heaven and earth.

"I have 360 ​​sword immortals under the Yiqi Sword Sect. I don't know which one you want to collect debts!"

Yang Ji smiled coldly. Even if the cabinet elders and the head sect were not there, it would be no turn for a casual cultivator to go wild.

"Chang Beihong!"

Tang Ming's eyes gradually turned red, and he raised his head, and his silver hair flew, and said a name that shocked everyone.

"Where did the madman come from? I dare to speak out here!"

Tang Ming's words had just fallen, and behind Yang Ji, a sword energy came to the air and pointed directly at Tang Ming's head.

Yang Ji, who was cautious by nature, wanted to stop him, but after a change of thought, he wanted someone to try the weight of the casual cultivator in front of him, and then he let it go.

Although the sword energy is not thick, it is full of sharpness. Especially the spiritual sword that follows it after the sword light, it contains countless changes.

Tang Ming stood there, as if he hadn't noticed the sword energy that could open up mountains and split the stones at the distance. He just narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the Zhitian Peak that was towering into the clouds.
To be continued...