女上男下乳摇动态图

Chapter 276: 213 Sky Demon Sect’s Chief, Xue Wuheng (2nd Update)

Pei Xuanjing’s eyes were inscrutable, showing no ripple of emotion. He asked gravely, “You’re here for revenge because I killed the Seven Kills Sword Master, aren’t you?”

In his view, as the leader of the Sky Demon Sect, who honoredly desired to unify the Demonic Cult, he couldn’t stand idly by while the Seven Kills Sword Master was killed. It seemed right both emotionally and rationally for him to step forward.

The two stood facing each other, and though no moves had been made, Pei Xuanjing could feel the powerful aura contained within his opponent. It was utterly terrifying. Among all the opponents he faced in his life, only the old Celestial Master could compare.

It was indeed worthy of the second-ranked position in the Supreme List.

He was on alert in his heart, for facing such a formidable opponent, whose depth of strength was unpredictable and who potentially bore ill-intentions, did not allow any room for relaxation.

Especially after the battles with the Seven Kills Sword Master and the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu, he was not at his peak as they had worn him out significantly.

“The death of the Seven Kills Sword Master has nothing to do with me.” Xue

Wuheng shook his head slightly and pointed to the Seven Kills Sword that Pei

Xuanjing firmly held in his right hand: “Not at all, I just came for this.”

Although the Seven Kills Sword Sect was part of the Demonic Cult, it was not under Xue Wuheng’s jurisdiction. Even from his ambition to reunify the Demonic Cult, the Seven Kills Sword Master was considered his biggest rival.

The Seven Kills Sword Master dying at the hands of Pei Xuanjing today actually helped him clear a hurdle and removed one opponent, saving him a lot of trouble.

Seeing Pei Xuanjing’s brows slightly furrowed, Xue Wuheng continued explaining, “The Seven Kills Sword is an inherited treasure of the Seven Kills Sword Sect and one of the treasures of my Holy Sect. It cannot be lost.”

Pei Xuanjing raised his eyebrows. He understood that the Seven Kills Sword in his hand was not as simple as he thought. There must be some unknown secrets, otherwise it wouldn’t be worth Xue Wuheng coming to claim it personally.

He shook his head, “What if I don’t return it?”

“Oh?” Xue Wuheng frowned slightly, surprised at Pei Xuanjing’s response. He asked, “In my opinion, the Seven Kills Sword does not suit you.”

A Thousand Refinement Divine Weapon like the Seven Kills Sword might be a rare divine artifact for others, but not for a formidable person like Pei Xuanjing.

Powerful warriors at their level were very selective about their weapons; they need to complement oneself. Otherwise, even a Ten Thousand -Forged Divine Weapon would only be momentarily beneficial and would never be used for a

long time.

Although the Seven Kills Sword was extremely sharp and could temporarily enhance Pei Xuanjing’s sword power, it was actually ill-suited for Pei Xuanjing’s sword path.

As for Pei Xuanjing, the Seven Kills Sword could support his temporary use, but it couldn’t bear his Shenxiao Heavenly Will Sword multiple times.

So in the end, it was necessary to seek a master craftsman to forge a true Ten Thousand-Forged Divine Weapon, which truly complemented him.

Otherwise, any Thousand-Refined Divine Weapon would eventually break apart.

“True enough.”

Pei Xuanjing didn’t deny it. Indeed, the Seven Kills Sword didn’t suit his sword path.

Xue Wuheng: “Then why?”

“Because I promised the Seven Kills Sword Master who died just now to hold onto this sword temporarily. There will certainly be an heir practicing the

Seven Kills Sword who will come to take back this sword in the future.” He said.

“I see! ” Xue Wuheng smiled and nodded.

He thought of the disciples that the Seven Kills Sword Master had taken in within the Sect of Seven Kills Sword.

It seems that you believed that one of your disciples would inherit your legacy in the future and become even stronger than you.

With the thought of the arrogant image of the Seven Kills Sword Master, Xue Wuheng thought mysteriously.

Since you are so confident, I should probably not play the spoiler.

Then, with a smile on his face, he said: “In this case, Brother Pei will keep the

Seven Kills Sword for the time being. Please take care of it.”

After finishing speaking, his gaze lingered on the Seven Kills Sword that Pei Xuanjing held in his left hand for a while, and then decisively turned around and left without any hesitation.

He seemed to have come just for the Seven Kills Sword. He didn’t even care about the Ten Thousand-Forged Divine Saber used by the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu that had fallen onto the ground. He didn’t take an extra look from beginning to end.

“How interesting.”

Looking at the Sky Demon Sect’s Master who came in a hurry and then left in a hurry, Pei Xuanjing revealed a smile on his face and said to himself.

Originally, he thought that the Seven Kills Sword had some profound mystery, or it was related to some sort of heritage of the Demonic Cult, which would draw the headmaster of the Sky Demon Sect to come personally.

But the man left so easily, making him somewhat uncertain for a moment, wondering if he had misunderstood something.

“Let it be!” Pei Xuanjing chuckled and cast the thought to the back of his mind.

A Ten Thousand-Forged Divine Weapon, truly extraordinary.

As soon as he held this divine saber, Pei Xuanjing felt the extraordinary aspect of this divine weapon, which was never comparable to a Thousand Refinement Divine Weapon.

Whether it was sharpness, toughness, or power, it was unmatched, even by the

Seven Kills Sword he held, which was about to undergo transformation.

True Qi circulated and flowed into the divine saber.

Humming sounds…

This Ten Thousand-Forged Divine Saber blatantly resisted and struggled.

Divine weapons have spirits.

When a divine weapon reaches the Ten Thousand-Forged stage, there would be some subtle changes, giving birth to a weak spirituality.

Pei Xuanjing snorted coldly, his Martial Arts intentions spread out, decisively suppressing it into submission.

In an instant, the divine saber shone brightly, the robust True Qi freely circulated, and with a slash from Pei Xuanjing, a saber qi, which was several feet long, cut through the sky.

“Good saber!” Pei Xuanjing couldn’t help but praise.

However, this saber doesn’t suit him.

The Thousand Refinement Divine Weapon that he harvested from killing Yama

King was still collecting dust in the secret chamber of Shenxiao Mountain.

After observing for a while, Pei Xuanjing sheathed his saber.

Then, he punched out a giant pit about a dozen feet in diameter and buried the body of the Seven Kills Sword Master.

He moved a huge stone and inscribed: Tomb of the Seven Kills Sword Master, erected by an old friend Longevity Son.

After that was done, he ignored the people in the distance and walked away by himself.

Just then, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. In a short while, the world was covered in silver.

It’s done!

On the 19th of the twelfth lunar month following the battle at Dragon Tiger

Mountain, Pei Xuanjing showed up a hundred miles away from Dragon Tiger Mountain, at a mansion and single-handedly killed the Seven Kills Sword Master of the Seven Kills Sword Sect and the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu.

The news of this spread throughout the martial art world in a short time, causing another big commotion.

For a while, various forces were shocked, and countless formidable figures fell into gloom..