amaotonovel Chapter 430
Chapter 430
“This sword intent…is it you!?”
The middle-aged man in purple robe focused his eyes, sensing the sword intention contained in this shocking sword, and suddenly showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.
“Beixuan Tyrant Sword…you’re not dead yet!?”
Beixuan Ba Dao’s face suddenly turned dark!
“You just died, your whole family died!!”
“Don’t force me to slap you!”
With Beixuan Ba Dao’s current miserable living condition, he wouldn’t have been so grumpy originally.
But every time he was recognized by an acquaintance, the other person would look surprised and say, “Why are you not dead yet?” Time and time again, Beixuan Ba Dao gradually became irritable.
“presumptuous!!”
The middle-aged man in purple robe had a cold look in his eyes and let out a sharp shout. The rolling imperial power surged like a volcano erupting, giving people an increasingly intense and terrifying sense of oppression.
“Lu Beixuan!”
“Do you really think you are the sword emperor who once dominated the world?”
“After the war a thousand years ago, the Qiyao Sect was wiped out. Look, you are as miserable as a beggar now, and you actually came to work as a watchdog for a mere Su family.”
“What is your identity and what is my status?”
“How dare you speak dirty words to me? I think you are tired of living!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Su family was shocked.
“hiss–”
“How dare you talk toSenior Beixuan Ba Dao like this? Has he always been so brave?”
Everyone in the Su family looked at each other and looked at the middle-aged man with pity.
The Beixuan Tyrant Sword is at the peak of the ninth level of the Emperor Realm, and is one of the strongest people in the Taichu Continent!
Tianguang Pavilion is not a top imperial sect. There is no strong person at the level of the ninth level of the emperor in the sect. How dare you shout so loudly?
But Beixuan Ba Dao was not angry.
With a lazy look on his face, he reached out and dug between his teeth, kneaded out a black mud ball, raised his hand and flicked it towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man’s face darkened, and with a flick of his sleeve, he threw the mud ball away.
“Shi Lezhi, I’m in a pretty good mood today. I’ll give you a piece of advice. You’d better run away from Tianguang Pavilion now. Maybe it’s still too late.”
Beixuan Ba Dao said lazily: “If I take action later, you won’t be able to escape even if you want to.”
“If Master Su is alerted…tsk, tsk, tsk, I’m afraid your entire Tianguang Pavilion will suffer a bloody disaster.”
The middle-aged man named Shi Lezhi snorted and laughed in anger.
“Lu Beixuan, do you think I am a fool who is easy to fool?”
“You pretend to be calm, do you still want to deceive me?”
“No matter how prestigious your title of Beixuan Tyrant Sword is, it was already a thing of the past a thousand years ago!”
“Thousands of years ago, your Qi Yao Sectwas besieged and killed by the demon army from outside the territory. Even if you were lucky enough to survive, you would have been seriously injured, your life span would have dried up, and your strength would have been reduced to ten percent!”
“If you were at your peak, I might still respect you three points.”
“But now…hehehe, I will return your words to you. If you run away now, I can let you go and only destroy the Su family.”
“Otherwise… just stay and be buried with the Su family!”
The middle-aged man’s tone was indifferent, with strong confidence.
On the steel battleship, many Tianguang Pavilion warriors were fully armed and menacing.
There are also two powerful imperial powers permeating the air!
In addition to the middle-aged men, Tianguang Pavilion dispatched three emperor-level experts this time!
Tianguang Pavilion is powerful in all directions. There was even a powerful emperor in our ancestors who once ruled the world and dominated Taichu Continent.
Even if he is now in decline, he is still the overlord of Leizhou, and his strength is second only to Zhaotian Academy and other top imperial sects.
Only Tianguang Pavilion has always bullied others. When will it be someone else’s turn to bully Tianguang Pavilion?
What’s more, the other party is actually just a new imperial sect that has just emerged!
If the Su family and Cangxuan Holy Land dare to kill so many people from their Tianguang Pavilion, he will have the entire Su family and Cangxuan Holy Land buried with them!
As for the regulations of the Taichu Alliance, the middle-aged man did not take them seriously.
It is just a newly promoted imperial sect. As long as Tianguang Pavilion strikes first and destroys the Su family and Cangxuan Holy Land, the Taichu Alliance can only punish some money at most. What else can it do to Tianguang Pavilion?
Who would stand up for a sect and family that had been wiped out?
“It’s really hard to persuade those damn ghosts. Since you insist on having your own way, don’t blame me for being rude.”
Beixuan Ba Dao shook his head and sighed, feeling helpless.
“Yeah?”
“I would like to see how you can be so rude!”The middle-aged man sneered, opened his big hand, a long knife appeared, and wisps of purple thunder and lightning intertwined.
Sonorous——
As he slashed hard, the blazing sword light seemed to be able to tear the sky apart, bursting out with thousands of rays of light, and slashed towards the Beixuan Tyrant Sword without mercy.
He didn’t hold back at all in this move and used all his strength!
Faced with such a terrifying attack, Beixuan Ba Dao took out a sword without haste and made a casual slash.
when! !
The two sharp sword lights collided, emitting a thunderous metallic trembling sound, and erupted into a bright light, spreading in all directions, sweeping across all directions, eclipsing the sky and the earth!
The middle-aged man struck with all his strength, but was shattered by the light of the Beixuan Ba Dao.
The force of this sword remained unabated, carrying terrifying power as it slashed towards the middle-aged man!
The middle-aged man’s pupils shrank suddenly, but he had no time to dodge, so he could only hold the long knife in his hand to block it in front of him.
As the “bang” echoed, the middle-aged man grunted, took five or six steps back, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.