God-level Stealing System

"Qinglong Sword Qi!"

His eyebrows fluttered, his prison clothes hunted, and Zhang Songnian slashed out with his sword again.

A green rainbow swept across the ground and reached the sky, like a blue sky pillar, rolling up a stream of sword energy that was as dense as cotton wool and as clear as clouds.

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Yan Ziling bit her teeth and fired two swords in a row. The two purple sword energy staggered and struck into the void. A cold purple cross sword mark suddenly appeared in the space. It collided with the Qinghong sword energy and made a loud noise. From there, tens of thousands of gusts of wind burst out and were released.

"Come again!"

The cold light in Yan Ziling's eyes flashed away, and when her teeth clenched, she waved the knife like a battle flag...

One after another, the purple swords were slashing endlessly, overwhelming the sky and the earth, creating a suffocating crushing feeling. Zhang Songnian was not willing to be outdone, charging with the sword in his hand, and the sword light and green rainbow danced wildly in the sky.

There was a fierce confrontation with swords and swords.

The stream of light collapsed and the clouds dispersed. Between the sky and the earth, it was as if broken jade rained down in confusion, and it was vast and misty.

Many female warriors and prisoners of the Purple Spirit Pavilion with lower cultivation levels were unfortunately decapitated by the flowing sword energy or sword flowers, causing blood to splatter on the spot.

While the sleeves of her robe were flying, Yan Zi's hairpin fell out of her hair, and on her bright and beautiful face, blood spots appeared like plum blossoms. Her eyes were completely red, and she was obviously blinded by the killing. She swung her sword like running water, and her sword energy was like a wild waterfall. Sweep all enemies.

All obstacles in front of him were destroyed with one stroke. Wherever he passed, there were piles of bones and blood.

It can be said that killing one person in ten steps and leaving no trace in a thousand miles is enough.

Faced with such a fierce and domineering Yan Ziling, Zhang Songnian put on his prison clothes, making hunting noises, and his eyebrows were stern, resolutely not afraid.

"Qinglong Kendo!"

While shouting, he raised his sword to the sky. At the top of the sky, where the sword pointed, the phantom of a green dragon suddenly solidified like a real object, running through the sword body. The vertical moiré pattern suddenly glowed with green light, and the sword energy suddenly increased a thousand times. .

Bang bang!

Suddenly, a Taoist tree of swords sprouted out from behind Zhang Songnian. The main trunk of the Taoist tree showed a copper-green color and bloomed suddenly. It was like a green cloud pattern carved on an ancient bronze vessel, shining brightly on the lush branches of the tree. , as if engraved with Chun Chun Dao patterns, exuding a strange sword rhyme and green light.

The moment the Taoist tree bloomed, the fierce green light shone brightly, reflecting a strong figure as hard as pine, truly like the Qingyang Sword Emperor coming to this world.

Huhuhu...

Before the sword was drawn, a strong wind rose.

The water of Linghu Lake is crashing on the shore.

Zhang Songnian's sword was swirling around him endlessly. He held the hilt of the sword on his wrist and danced with green light. He wiped the green edge with the sky curtain and used the Tao tree to enhance the power of the sword.

"cut!"

With a frown, a sword light as strong as a green dragon slashed at Yan Ziling.

This sword cuts through the air and rocks, and sweeps across the eight wastelands. It is like a blue cloud emerging from Xiu, carrying beautiful stars and galloping, it is extraordinary.

"A common man from the countryside, a servile dog-man, pretending to be a noble swordsman and a gentleman!"

Feeling Peiran's sword energy, Yan Ziling casually chopped down the bald young man who was blocking her. She stepped into the air and barely avoided the sword energy. She stopped and stared at Zhang Songnian opposite, her eyes condensed, and her whole body suddenly exuded a murderous aura.

Yan Ziling restrained her sword and stretched out her left hand. The faint light of the purple gold ring disappeared, exuding a simple and strange atmosphere. With two crisp sounds, she twisted the dark amethyst stone on the ring.

The crystal rotates, and the purple light is leisurely. It seems that there is a mysterious flower garden hidden inside, and the shadows of the flowers are moving. In an instant, the crystal falls into darkness and silence, the flower shadows disappear, and instead, the leopard head pattern of an ancient and ferocious bird of prey appears.

The dark leopard head pattern solidified for a moment, then emitted purple highlights, and then disintegrated into smoke.

Crack, crackle, crackle! Crack!

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, like a haze, and a burst of rain fell in the sky. The dense raindrops were as turbid as iron, splashing acrid dust and smoke on the ground, and making small craters.

"Aww-wow-"

A sharp and hoarse roar suddenly resounded in the clouds and sky, mixed in the stormy rain, like a raccoon and a cat, but it revealed a sinister ferocity that neither could match; like a ghost or a ghost, but it also revealed a trace of evil. Vigorous and exciting like a ferocious beast.

On the Immortal Killing Platform, everyone was frightened and raised their heads one after another, following the sound and staring up at him.

I saw a pair of purple pupils emitting the cold light of a ferocious bird, emerging from the dense and deep black clouds, as bright as stars in the dark night, and as dark as ink spots on rice paper.

Between light and darkness, neither bright nor ambiguous, ambiguous, but the feeling of fear brought to everyone by these purple eyes is extremely clear and precise.

puff!

An animal claw that seemed to have been painted with ink was as sharp as a knife, easily tearing through the clouds and reflected in the eyes of everyone on the ground.

"What is that?!"

The bald young man who had been chopped to the ground by Yan Ziling struggled to hold up his body covered with bloodstains. When he raised his head, he saw a strange scene in the sky, and his eyebrows jumped wildly in shock.

"Be careful! It belongs to this mad woman..."

Zhang Songnian suddenly shouted in shock, but before the second half of his words could be heard, they were blown away by the strong wind and could no longer be heard clearly.

boom!

Between the sky and the earth, a ray of purple light swept like a gust of wind, as if a dark meteorite had fallen on the ground, immediately creating a hazy smoke screen.

In the smoke, the light flickered, and the thick purple lines outlined the outline of a menacing leopard head. In an instant, a vigorous and majestic purple-gold leopard beast stepped out!

The purple armor is like scales and the body of a leopard is majestic. It is a hundred times more fierce than the mount of the dead soldier of Ziling Pavilion, and it is more spiritual.

"Ouch!!"

The moment the purple light exploded, the ruthless leopard claws suddenly fell on the bald young man's head.

Seeing an arrogant leopard beast, the bald young man had already restrained his expression of surprise. Instead, he looked like an eagle and a wolf, a ferocious bird of prey. Even though he was covered in blood, he did not retreat but advanced:

"Golden light suppresses the bell!"

When I think of it, the golden energy and blood all over my body surges to the top.

"Hmph, I'm taking the path of becoming a saint in the flesh. Every part of my body, this head is the hardest one!"

The bald young man patted his bald head, and there was indeed a golden light reflecting on his head.

When the beast's claw fell, he rushed towards it.

"Then are you sanctified?"

Yan Ziling smiled coldly.

She naturally asked knowingly. How could this bald man become a saint at such a young age? If he really became a saint, how could he be locked up here and suffer from cowardice and be covered with sword wounds?

"That's right..."

There were no words left, and the words stopped abruptly.

The golden iron head of the bald young man had been caught by the beast's claws and sunk into a deep claw mark.

puff!

In an instant, the brain burst and blood flowed like a torrent!

Then, a headless body fell heavily to the ground and disintegrated like gold powder.

On the other hand, the purple and gold leopard beast stretched out its bright red leopard tongue to lick the human blood on its claws, then stretched its body with its claws on the ground, walked to Yan Ziling's side with an arrogant and arrogant step, and lay down obediently. He opened his bloodthirsty mouth and yawned, closing his eyes and lowering his head, as if he was falling asleep.

Disdainful of other people in the field!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Songnian suddenly became filled with anger and yelled loudly:

"How could you... how could you unleash ferocious beasts and kill innocent people indiscriminately! You keep saying that the demon clan's crimes are heinous and heinous, so how are you any different from the demon clan? In terms of cruelty, I'm afraid it's even worse!"

Hearing this, Yan Ziling smiled wildly, and then glanced coldly at the incompetent and furious Zhang Songnian opposite, looking at him as if he were an idiot:

"Your life is in danger. You don't care about day and night, and you are still talking so shamelessly here. Why don't you think about how you will die!"

The voice was cold and charming, and there was sarcasm, teasing, and the arrogance and ferocity in his eyes to wipe out all enemies.