Chapter 1827: Chapter 1818: Complete Separation

After a while, the sword in his hand spun quickly, and with his body, the sword suddenly started to dance in the air.

A sword, its light burst forth, hitting dozens of feet away, then the ten soldiers about to fall were swept up in anger.

Just a sudden clash of metal, the warriors embracing the radiant entrance to the world, suddenly changed their expression.

Ten people were shot out at once by Ao Cangsheng’s fierce and domineering sword.

If the ten from Bright Pavilion didn’t have enough power to control the warriors, they would have to eliminate all the soldier warriors in one stroke.

Just as they stabilized the soldiers in hand, the ten quickly glanced at each other and gave Ao Cangsheng a fatal blow.

For these ten unknown individuals, Ao Cangsheng indeed had some hate in his heart.

Seeing the ten pacing back and forth, he quickly glanced at him standing there in a daze. Suddenly, his longsword trembled, chopping down five blooms of sword flowers.

Five blooms of sword flowers flashed by, until one foot from Leng Feng’s face, suddenly exploded, transforming into more than ten sword lights, chopping at the vital points around Leng Feng.

The cold crane was startled. In a hurry, the soldiers swung out a light curtain. They wanted to see the flash of the sword light.

However, the sword light was indeed the true overlord. Despite Leng Feng’s full defense, he blocked only 9 strikes.

The other three remained, mercilessly cutting at his right arm, left shoulder, and abdomen, separated by his dance guard mask.

Suddenly, the ice-cold crane screamed, his body turning red.

In the intense battle, the others didn’t care about his injuries. The soldiers still flashed with the fiercest ways, chopping towards Ao Cangsheng.

Nine soldiers, in the cold white light, aimed at separating Ao Cangsheng completely from this place.

Ao Cangsheng sneered, instantly revitalized, pouring power into the longsword.

The longsword, like a waterfall, suddenly wrapped around Aocang Sheng, turning into sword lights and iron chains, blocking all the attacks from Zhou’s nine men outside the city.

Everywhere flew sparks. When these nine saw their first beautiful sea battle was futile, they had to change their actions, entering again.

But at this moment, the sword in Ao Cangsheng’s hand moved again.

Only a long rainbow flashed, landing on the soldier of Red Tiger.

A wish"—"

The crisp sound. Before Red Tiger could react, the red longsword in his hand broke into two pieces.

Originally, Red Tiger’s soldier owned the Vajra Pen, but in the duel with Wu Feiyan, it was chopped down by his Sword.

After that, Red Tiger became a third-rate character warrior, that is, Red Tiger’s longsword.

However, he didn’t expect that this soldier couldn’t even cover the flames before being chopped down by Ao Kangsheng’s Sword.

The battle continued. The light of the Rainbow Sword still did not disappear. With the sword’s huge sound, it suddenly vanished from Red Tiger’s right shoulder.

"Ah—"

After that, he first came to Chai Hang, grabbing the collar and saying: "You must be lightly injured for the last time."

"In that case, this time I will make you remember me completely!"

Without waiting for Chai Hang to speak, Cangsheng punched Chai Hang.

With a "bang", Chai Keng, like a meteor, crashed through a stone wall, falling into a room nearby, dead or alive.

Seeing this scene, even if the disciples of Bright Pavilion have a kind heart, their legs start to weaken.

After a punch, Ao Cangsheng came to Luo Cheng again.

Because of the previous scene, Ao Cangsheng hadn’t had time to act before Luo Cheng began to back away in fear.

"Where do you plan to escape to?" You won’t escape without injury. Now you think you can?"

With a sneer and a flash of stature, Luo Cheng was lifted.

Ao Cangsheng wore a bitter expression, looked at Luo Cheng, and coldly said: "Actually, the result isn’t what I wanted to see, but your Bright Pavilion had to provoke me."

"And you, what mistake did you make?" Wasn’t it for the tiger?"

Upon hearing this, Luo immediately understood why Ao Cangsheng found him. A moment later, his face turned pale again.

"It seems you know what I’m talking about. In that case, I won’t say much more!"

As the words fell, Ao Sheng blew again.

However, this punch did not knock Luo Cheng down.

"No—"

Accompanied by a painful howl, Luo Cheng fell completely to the ground.

Although that strike didn’t send him flying, it fractured his Qi-wave completely.

The ocean of Qi Country was broken, his achievements abruptly disappeared.

At this moment, Luo Cheng was full of regret.

I wanted to use Heng Qingfeng’s hands to kill Ao Cangsheng and others in one stroke.

But didn’t expect it would end this way.

Ao Cangsheng turned around, not looking at the person lying on the ground, only coldly staring 50 feet outside the hall, shouting: "Let her go!"

As soon as these words were uttered, the four disciples guarding Mu Qinglan didn’t turn back, quickly fleeing into the distance.

Ao Cangsheng smiled bitterly. He thought because of his lack of power to fight hard, dared trust easily. He deserved it.

Gently shaking his head, Ao Cangsheng stepped forward towards Mu Qinglan.

Mu Qinglan sat powerlessly on a wooden chair, looking at Ao Cangsheng, fighting ten alone in Bright Hall. Though not surprised, she was more flustered.

But because her meridians were sealed and her mouth was covered with a white cloth, she couldn’t utter a word.

In this bizarre scene, Ao Cangsheng naturally had a panoramic view.

He had just won the match, but he saw no difference.

Until Ao Kangsheng stepped more than twenty feet, he suddenly stopped. At this time, he finally found what was different.

However, Ao Kangsheng’s response was a step too slow.

Waiting for him to wake up, a lightning-fast shadow suddenly rushed out from his left.

In an instant, Ao Cangsheng was filled with cold hairs and roots. The intense sense of crisis caused him not to think, suddenly releasing chaos.

However, this figure was too fast and calculated meticulously.

Before Ao Cangsheng’s second Chaos Tianjia was opened, the shadow already hit him.

"Bang—"

A loud sound suddenly echoed, seeing Ao Cangsheng’s body suddenly slide away.

Only after sliding ten feet did Ao Kangsheng suddenly stop.

"Cough—"

Standing on the ground, Ao Cangsheng felt his chest turning over, opened his mouth, and spat blood.

Although this ambush did not kill Ao Cangsheng, it instantly caused him great injury.

Raising a hand to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth, Ao Cangsheng stood straight again.

Looking ahead, in front of the hall where Mu Qinglan sat, a silhouette unexpectedly appeared.

A young man, about twenty years old. In red robes, elegant in appearance.

The youth’s hair was long, like ink. He had sword-like eyes, brows and stars. His demeanor was leisurely, full of noble son’s grace.

At this moment, the youth was smiling at Ao Kangsheng, seemingly very friendly.

If Ao Cangsheng didn’t know it was the young man, he might have been fooled by his deceiving smile.

"Who are you?"

He looked at the youth in red, a light breeze, a light cloud, coldly asked.

Even now, Ao Cangsheng still has some lingering fear.

From the previous thunder strike, I’m afraid the power of the youth before me far surpasses Feng Xuyao.

Also due to this, in the previous attack, Ao Cangsheng instantly got injured.

"Who I am doesn’t matter, what matters is I know why you are here!"

The youth in red smiled, slowly saying.

After that, he glanced at Mu Qinglan.