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Chapter 103 Killing Ten Thousand Demons With One Sword(1/2)

Haohan City, Xuantian Sect.

"Old friend Gou, you should know that if the Xuantian Sect makes any changes, the entire continent will follow suit, especially at this time!"

The old monk smiled and said: "Haha, Xuantian Sect is the weathervane of the mainland. Naturally, we can't break the rules at will. But since we can't change time, then change the place and change the method! How about it?"

"you say!"

"Since the Xuantian Sect does not want to start a full-scale war at this time, and the demon tribe wants to occupy the southwest border, and has already put its idea into action, in my opinion, we must not let them be so easy!"

"so what?"

"How about setting the location of the competition at the southwest border and changing the method of competition to killing demon monks? I believe the demons will also like it very much!"

"It's feasible! This is true for the southwest border, and it's the same for the northwest border. Xuantian Sect will immediately send an order to the mainland. All monks can participate in this competition. Deep sea demon cultivators and northwest barbarians. Since they want to start a war, let's start with the young people!"

Goujia Auction House Hall.

"What?" Li Chengye exclaimed, "You actually changed the location and method of the competition?"

Zhong Jingyun glanced at him and scolded: "What a fuss. The southwest and northwest borders have been invaded by demon cultivators and barbarian monks. Isn't it good to kill the demon cultivators and barbarians as a test result?"

Li Chengye quickly shut up.

But he had already made up his mind.

Don’t go!

If you can't beat the original competition, you can admit defeat.

But what about the demon cultivators and barbarians? Haha! Either life or death!

He will not give his life away in vain!

Those who are willing to go are probably genius monsters who want to become elite disciples.

But he is not, and neither are many people.

Therefore, he concluded that there must be very few people going!

An hour later, the behemoth Xuantian Sect that occupied the Zhongzhou Continent issued an order to the entire continent.

The command is short, but shocking!

"Slay demons in the southwest, slay barbarians in the northwest, and in the vast city, the heavenly list hangs high. Those who are on the list are considered elites!"

After the order was issued, within an hour, the entire continent was in uproar.

Hundreds of millions of young monks stepped onto the teleportation array one after another.

In the middle of the vast city covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, a screen measuring four to five hundred feet hangs high in the sky.

On the screen, there are only two big characters: "Heavenly List"!

A young man dressed in rough sermon clothes stood barefoot in the vast city, looking up at the heavenly list.

He murmured to himself: "It doesn't matter whether you kill monsters in the southwest or barbarians in the northwest, but time is urgent and you can't walk, so you can only teleport there!"

In a study room, Dongfang Jinglong opened the window and looked up.

The two big Chinese characters "Tianbang" with flying dragons and phoenixes fluttering alone on the screen.

He said softly: "It is often said in books: Immortality is a matter of seed, and monks should strengthen themselves! This is a good test!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person disappeared in an instant.

...

Countless geniuses and monsters gathered in Haohan City. When they looked up and saw the Heavenly List above Haohan City, they no longer hesitated and teleported towards the southwest and northwest.

Southwest frontier.

Su Yizhao looked down at Sanwu City from a hundred miles above the ground.

It was here that he met Chi Xiangdong.

He had seen the hustle and bustle of Sanwu City with his own eyes. Although it could not be compared with the backing city, it could still be considered a big city in the southwest border.

But at this moment, in spiritual consciousness, where are there still crowds of people?

The deserted streets had no shops, stalls, or even monks.

Suddenly, a monk flew out of Sanwu City.

"Human monk?" The monk stood in the street, hundreds of miles away, looking up at Su Yizhao in the air.

Su Yizhao landed slowly.

A cruel smile appeared on the monk's face.

A hundred feet away from the ground, Su Yizhao stopped and asked, "Where are they?"

The monk cruelly replied: "What do you think?"

Su Yi summoned his spiritual consciousness to cover the entire Sanwu City. There were many monks, but there were some shrimps and crabs among them.

They are all demon cultivators!

Only at the level of the Five Gods can demons transform into human form.

In his spiritual consciousness, tens of thousands of demon cultivators and shrimps and crabs stared at him fiercely in the house.

Su Yizhao thought of those monks who died tragically in the mine!

die!

He suddenly fell vertically from a high altitude!

The strong wind whipped his Taoist uniform so much that it made a clanking sound.

In an instant, he had sentenced all the demon cultivators to death.

In his eyes, the monk standing on the street looked at him quietly.

Hundreds of feet high in the sky, arriving in an instant.

When the two were ten feet apart, the monk suddenly moved!

He made a fist with his right hand and punched him.

Su Yizhao shouted softly: "Speed ​​up!"

In an instant, there was no one left in the sky.

"boom!"

There was a loud sound, and the void at Su Yizhao's original position was instantly torn apart, and a fist struck the empty space.

Void monk!

Su Yizhao's heart froze!

The monk was surprised!

At this moment, a foot suddenly appeared on its heavenly spirit. It was suddenly startled, and when it was about to escape, it realized that it was too late.

"Crack!"

Tianling was trampled to pieces in an instant!

"Bang!"

The whole street shook violently, and Su Yizhao stood firmly on the ground.

The virtual monk died in one blow!

At this time, in the city, figures shot out from all sides.

Su Yizhao looked at them coldly.

On the ground, the corpse of the virtual monk gradually changed, and in an instant, a huge shrimp corpse was seen lying on the ground.

After seven or eight breaths, the whole street was crowded with demon cultivators.

"The commander is dead?"

"How is it possible? The leader is from the virtual realm? Is there a human race from the virtual realm here?"

"Kill him! Revenge the leader!"

With a thought in Su Yizhao's mind, the Nine Sons Concentric Sword was instantly launched.

"kill!"

"Kill, he is the only one, kill him!"

The city is full of demon cultivators and crabs swarming up!

Su Yizhao pressed his fingers with his right hand, and nine flying swords instantly surrounded his body.

"Buzz...!"

The flying sword rotates rapidly, as if hungry and thirsty.

"Qiankun Sword Technique, Sacrifice!"
To be continued...
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