Chapter 271
"Isn't that the Thunder Sword Saint of the Thunder Sword Holy Land?"
"I heard that the Thunder Sword Holy Land originated from the Buddhist sect, and the most important thing is the purity of blood! There is a natural hostility to the South Sea Wing Clan!"
"Haha, it's normal. This relic is on our human territory. Why should the South Sea Wing Clan get involved!"
The warriors of the Destruction Realm cast hostile eyes at the South Sea Wing Clan.
The face of the Wing Clan woman dimmed slightly.
Although she was mentally prepared.
But when she really faced these strange eyes, she was still a little awkward.
But in the ruins of power, there are things that the South Sea Wing Clan needs.
Even if she has to, she must come!
"Your Excellency Thunder Sword Saint, I am the South Sea Wing Clan Princess Yu Fengling!"
Yu Fengling said softly.
"I came here only for the Feather Tribe's treasures in the ruins, and I have no other intentions, and I don't want to conflict with anyone!"
The Thunder Sword Saint looked down at Yu Fengling with disdain.
"Hmph, those who are not of my race must have different hearts! It sounds good to say that it is for the Feather Tribe's treasures, but maybe they are secretly brewing a plan to destroy the human race!"
"I, the Thunder Sword Saint, uphold the way of heaven, kill evil, and protect the people of my race!"
"Princess of the Wing Tribe, take your people and get out, otherwise you will never leave!"
The righteous words caused the warriors of the Destruction Realm to cheer loudly.
"The Thunder Sword Saint is worthy of being the leader of the righteous way of my Destruction Realm, and he said it well!"
"That's right, we don't have enough to share these treasures, and the bastard still wants to reach out, dreaming!"
"Go away, there is no room for the South China Sea Wing Tribe to survive here!"
As the atmosphere burned, the scene gradually began to get out of control.
Some warriors of the Destruction Realm even drew out their weapons and began to condense spiritual energy.
Yu Fengling was helpless. She really couldn't leave.
"Thunder Sword Saint, being mixed-blood is not a sin. If our ancestors hadn't forced us, we wouldn't have taken this path!"
"Besides, my Nanhai Wing Clan hasn't done anything to offend the human race. Why are you so aggressive!"
The Thunder Sword Saint didn't listen to Yu Fengling's explanation at all.
Instead, he stepped on one foot, and layers of lightning surged on the long sword.
"Shut up! Bastard, stop talking nonsense and bewitching people. Do you think I will be deceived?"
"I'll give you three breaths. If you don't leave, you will die!"
Yu Fengling sighed.
"I'm sorry I can't agree! If you want to fight, come on, but I hope you won't do it!"
"Look at the sword!"
The Thunder Sword Saint was unceremoniously holding the sword in one hand.
Boom!
A bucket-sized lightning surged from the sword, with a terrifying momentum.
"What a powerful thunder method!"
"Of course, the Thunder Sword Holy Land is located in Tianlei Mountain, where there are thunder and lightning all year round. The warriors who practice in the holy land will store terrible thunder power in their bodies!"
"The Thunder Sword Saint is the strongest person in the Thunder Sword Holy Land. I heard that he has touched the law of thunder. This time, he should be looking for fragments of the law of thunder!"
Facing the terrifying lightning, Yu Fengling moved his wings behind him, and four green whirlwinds rolled out.
The four green whirlwinds merged into a green wind column.
The lightning struck the green wind column, and then both were annihilated.
"Oh, you have some skills, worthy of this Saint's seriousness!"
After a move was broken, a solemn look flashed in the eyes of the Thunder Sword Saint.
At that moment, the spiritual energy was raised urgently, and the wind and clouds changed color.
"Crazy Thunder Sword Art!"
The Thunder Sword Saint slashed with a sword, and countless lightning spread out like a spider web.
This Crazy Thunder Sword Art is a super-god-level martial art.
It is a fusion of thunder and sword art, with both the sharpness of a sword and the destructiveness of thunder.
The combination of the two is invincible in the same level.
Although Yu Fengling has a chance of winning, she does not want to make things completely awkward.
Her slender body dances in the air.
Three points of dodging, seven points of defense, and no counterattack.
She hopes to use this method to ease the situation.
However, the Thunder Sword Saint is stronger than the other, and obviously has the intention to kill.
Although Yu Fengling is slightly stronger, she still falls into a disadvantage.
Seeing that he cannot win, the Thunder Sword Saint flips his left hand.
A Buddha seal appears in the palm of his hand.
He pours thunder power into it and suddenly raises it.
"Go!"
The Buddha seal absorbs the thunder power and emits a golden light.
It turns into a virtual image of a Buddha.
A force of imperial pressure hits Yu Fengling's back.
Puff!
Yu Fengling's body shook and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Die!"
The Thunder Sword Saint was full of killing intent, holding the sword with both hands, and slashed out the strongest sword.
Yu Fengling was hit by the Buddha's seal, and the breath in her body was disordered. She couldn't dodge at all, and her eyes suddenly showed despair.
"Is my Yu Fengling going to die here?"
The strong men of the Wing Clan were shocked.
"Princess!"
"Don't!"
The moment of crisis!
A figure descended from the sky and blocked the way of the Thunder Sword Saint.
It was a young man in white.
"If you want to be a hero and save the beauty, die together!"
The Thunder Sword Saint was startled at first, then he looked disapproving and spit out all the strength in his hand.
This sword!
Even the emperor can be killed!
"Quack!"
Facing the Supreme Thunder Sword, the young man in white just raised his hand lightly, as if to drive away a fly.
Snap!
In a crisp sound.
The lightning was annihilated, and the long sword broke.
The Thunder Sword Saint flew out in a spin.
In the void, a streak of blood floated by, and there were three or four broken teeth.
Instantly!
The whole audience was silent!
Only a frozen expression and a face full of shock remained.
What on earth!
What happened!
At this time, Yu Fengling also suppressed the damage of Foyin.
She stepped back a few steps, looking at the young man in white with a doubtful expression, guessing his identity in her heart.
The human race has always been very hostile to the Nanhai Wing Clan.
But this man reached out to save her.
Is there any other purpose?
"Who are you?"
"Who are you!"
Two voices, the same question, but different emotions.
Yu Fengling was doubtful.
The Thunder Sword Saint was furious.
The young man in white smiled faintly.
Before he spoke, another voice sounded sinister.
"He... the head of the Tang family of the bitter world! Tang Xuan!"
Everyone was shocked.
The crowd parted, and a young man in black holding a chain flew over.
"Who are you?"
Tang Xuan looked at the young man in black with a little surprise.
He actually revealed his identity in one breath.
It was obviously aimed at him.
"Hehehe! I... Guiying of the Wuchang Sect, am also the one who killed you!"
Guiying shook the soul-catching chain, and murderous aura appeared in his pupils.
"Oh, someone from the Wuchang Sect, no wonder..."
Tang Xuan suddenly realized.
I thought it was someone else!
It turned out to be an old enemy!
"You are the head of the Tang family!"
Yu Fengling's eyes suddenly widened, and her jade hands covered her red lips.
"What? Do you know me?"
Tang Xuan was stunned.
"No, I don't know you! But I have fought side by side with the people of the Tang family!"
Yu Fengling smiled.
"Fought side by side!"
Tang Xuan stared at Yu Fengling.
Her eyes were clear, and she was not lying.
"Ha, are we fighting side by side again now!"
"Yes!"
The two smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.
I just saved him by chance.
I didn't expect that there was a fate.
Then I can't just stand by and watch.
"The sinful clan that defies the heavens, the mixed-blood bastards, are indeed in cahoots with each other, birds of a feather!"
The Thunder Sword Saint roared.
He was slapped away by Tang Xuan, and his face was swollen.
Now the anger has burned to the top of his head.
Tang Xuan smiled slightly.
"Thank you for the compliment, the feeling of defying the heavens is not bad!"
"Looking for death!"
The Thunder Sword Saint wanted to take action, but was stopped by Gui Ying.
"Saint, don't worry, spare this man's life first, and wait until you get the power of the law! Then come and kill him!"
"Humph! When the time comes, this Saint will personally grind him to ashes!"
The Thunder Sword Saint said viciously.
Gui Ying also showed a weird smile at the corner of his mouth.
Tang Xuan's heart was as calm as water, with a faint smile on his face.
"It seems... I am not alone!"
