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Chapter 1886 Madness

"Lie'er?Lie'er!"

Zhenren Zhangjian hugged Bai Lie and muttered, with blood and tears in his muddy eyes.

Extreme anger filled his chest.

Rumble...

The stones on the ground began to jump, and many monks suddenly felt the earth shaking.

"Fa, what happened?"

Shangguan Xun subconsciously took a few steps back, and an ominous strangeness arose in his heart.

clang--!

With a sword roar, a lightsword flew out of the ground and floated in the air.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

As a result, more and more lightswords flew out of the ground, and the harsh chant of swords echoed in the Red Maple City.

All the monks looked at the sky in shock, and the dense lightswords were countless!

"Is this the Immortal Sword Rain of the Sanchuang Sect?"

Shangguan Xun exclaimed, staring at the real person of the Palm Sword in the ruins of the Life and Death Platform, and the fear in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

The Immortal Sword Rain is a rumored skill in the Sanqin Sect. It is said that only strong people above the holy level can burn the origin of their life to evolve from the magical power of the Wanjian Return to the Sect.

Thousands of light swords, with the bonus of the origin of the holy level, may be able to kill any holy level monk, or even pose a threat to the imperial level!

Judging from such a large range in the sky, it is estimated that the entire Red Maple City is within the attack range of the Zhenren of the Palm Sword.

At that time, the sword rain fell all over the sky, and it is unknown whether the survivors in Hongfeng City can reach the triple digits!

"Hurry! Organize everyone to escape from here, as far as you can!"

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Shangguan Xun roared and ordered the city guards to evacuate the masses.

After receiving Shangguan Xun's order, the city guards, who had already been frightened, faded away like a tide.

And those monks in the distance knew that the disaster was coming when the lightsword of the real person of the Palm Sword flew into the air, and had already escaped before Shangguan Xun spoke!

Although the battle between the holy ranks is rare, no matter how exciting the battle is, if life is jeopardized, no one is in the mood to watch it.

Shangguan Xun saw that everyone around was running away from the city, and he didn't stop and said to his several guards: "Let's go!"

After the words came, Shangguan Xun fled out of the city like a flying one.

Buzz —!

The lightsabers in the sky were buzzing, and the terrifying aura spread out made people feel extremely depressed. I wished four legs would grow on my body, and the faster I ran, the better!

"Lie'er..."

Zhenren Zhangjian hugged Bai Lie's body tightly, and more and more blood and tears flowed out of his eyes, but he was no longer hoarse, calm and scary.

Looking at the back of the real person Zhang Jian, Ye Zi subconsciously approached Zhang Ziling and pulled Zhang Ziling's sleeve with one hand.

Although she was still a little scared, she had no intention of escaping.

After being called back from the mad state by Zhang Ziling, Ye Zi was already following Zhang Ziling with all his heart, no matter what happened.

He glanced at Ye Zi, but Zhang Ziling didn't throw Ye Zi away, so he let her hold her sleeve like this.

The real man of Palm Sword slowly placed Bai Lie on the ground, stood up and turned his back to Zhang Ziling, and white mist appeared all over his body, and his sharp aura was lying all around.

"Don't worry, Lie'er, I will let the person who harms you live or die!"

The real person of Palm Sword murmured, and countless light swords shot down in the sky, Zhang Ziling and Ye Zi were instantly submerged in a sea of ​​light.

The entire Red Maple City experienced a rain of light swords, and countless buildings collapsed. Many monks who had not had time to evacuate were unfortunately killed by the indiscriminate attack of the real person of Palm Sword!

"City Lord, look, there is a layer of black fog above the outside of this civilian area, which seems to block all the sword rain. Let's hurry there!"

Shangguan Xun's guard noticed that all the lightsabers in the ordinary residential areas were blocked, and he couldn't help but shouted at Shangguan Xun in surprise.

They are closest to the Life and Death Platform. When the real person of the Palm Sword was about to use his ultimate move, it was impossible for them to escape from Hongfeng City.

Hearing his guard's words, Shangguan Xun looked at it and found that the civilian area had indeed not suffered any damage, and he immediately showed ecstasy!

"Hurry! Those who want to survive will go there!" Shangguan Xun roared, and then he struggled to avoid a few falling lightswords and rushed towards the civilian area quickly.

Many monks who were still in the main urban area also discovered the special nature of the civilian area, as if they had caught a life-saving straw and fled there like crazy.

"The disaster is not as good as the civilians. No matter how fierce the fight is, it should not affect those civilians who have not practiced... This is the principle I have always followed."

Zhang Ziling calmly looked at the lightswords falling constantly over the civilian area, and then focused his attention on the real person of the Palm Sword, his eyes becoming more and more indifferent.

"Do you want those people to be buried with Bailie? The so-called Three-inch Sect of the Righteous Path is really bad."

Zhang Ziling sneered, and the lightswords stabbed his skin and all turned into light chips and shattered.

Ye Zi was protected under the demonic energy, looking at the dazzling lightsaber outside, his eyes were full of stars.

“So beautiful…”

Under the storm of the storm of the Palm Sword Real Person, she could not feel any fatal aura. Instead, the light chips that turned into the sky after the lightsaber was broken, looked quite beautiful.

The real person of Zhang Jian looked indifferently at the sea of ​​light in front of him, burning his life without hesitation, wishing to crush Zhang Ziling into powder.

"I won't let you die so easily!"

The real person in the palm sword pinched the magic trick with both hands. The light chips around Zhang Ziling began to twist quickly, quickly condensed into a huge cage, covering Zhang Ziling and Ye Zi.

The intensity of the Immortal Sword Rain he deliberately controlled would at most seriously injure a Saint-level powerful man, and it was not as fatal as it could be.

How could he let Zhang Ziling die easily if he kills his son?

"I will destroy you into the Heavenly Prison of the Three Inch Sect, let the Heavenly Fire burn your bone marrow, and let the Purple Thunder imprison your soul. I will cut you into pieces and let you never be reborn!"

The real person of the Palm Sword roared in a low voice, a large amount of blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and his whole body looked extremely ferocious, without any trace of immortality!

"Three-inch cage!"

The endless light chips turned into an airtight barrier, imprisoning Zhang Ziling and Ye Zi inside.

The lightsabers that had not yet fallen in the sky gathered together one after another, forming a light cloud above Zhang Ziling, and the light irrigated down!

The life and death platform was completely swallowed by dazzling light, and the real person of the Palm Sword smiled madly, as if he was crazy!

The power of the super holy level completely exploded at this moment, and even outside the city, the laughter of the real person of the Palm Sword can be heard in the wild forest.

Countless monsters were awakened by the laughter of the real person in Palm Sword, and roared, alarming countless birds!

Looking at the light barrier that was constantly squeezing towards him, Zhang Ziling's expression became increasingly indifferent.

He developed a fair palm and pressed it on the light barrier. The dark demonic energy overflowed around, eroding all the power of the real person of the Palm Sword.

"This ridiculous and boring attack is over."
Chapter completed!
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