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"From now on, you will follow my brother! My brother will love you very much!"
The man with the scar all over his face squinted at Fang Qingzhu, rubbing his hands back and forth, looking obscene.
The cultivation base of this person is really not weak.
Having reached the sixth level of the supernatural powers, exuding a sinister aura all over his body, he is not a good person.
Fang Qingzhu's black eyebrows condensed slightly: "Get out of the way!"
"Hehe? You have a bad temper. Brother, I like a little pepper like you. Come on, let brother touch you" The scarred man licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, and moved his broad palm towards Fang Qingzhu.
"Go away!"
Fang Qingzhu's Purple Cloud Whip twitched violently, hitting Scarface's hand back.
A bloodstain on the back of the hand is particularly dazzling.
Scarface's complexion suddenly sank, his scarlet tongue licked the blood on the back of his hand, and there was a hint of madness and ferocity in his eyes.
Snapped!
Scarface rushed out, slapped Fang Qingzhu to the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "You bitch, how dare you hit me? I wanted to be gentle with shameless things, but since you are looking for death, I will force you." fucked you!"
Niu Dali stood in front of Fang Qingzhu, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, what is it to bully a woman? If you have the ability, come at me!"
"Which onion are you? How dare you ruin Lao Tzu's good deeds?"
Dao Scar stared at Niu Dali with blood-red eyes, snorted coldly, and the evil spirit came like the wind, "Go away, you who are sensible, or I will throw you into the magma lake together!"
"That depends on whether you have the ability!"
"Looking for death!"
Scarface let out a low growl, and the wind blew up all over his body, and he punched heavily.
Niu Dali snorted coldly, and slashed down with the heavy sword behind his back.
Boom!
When the iron fist and the epee collided, the wind blew violently, Niu Dali let out a muffled grunt and backed up a few meters, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
Scarface looked at him with a sneer, and sneered again and again: "With this little ability, you still want to be a hero to save the beauty? Wait until I throw you into the magma lake, and then have a good taste of this beauty"
However¡¡
Just when Scarface was about to make a move.
There was a sudden bang from the calm magma lake, and a huge pillar of fire exploded.
Immediately following the second, the third
Countless pillars of fire soared into the sky, like a fire dragon coming out of its nest, making the entire magma lake boil, countless hot magma splashed everywhere, and the ground was burned and melted when it landed.
An incomparably terrifying aura of sword intent rushed out from under the magma.
Under the influence of this terrifying sword intent, in the entire sword mound, the sword steles glowed brightly, and sword chants came from within the sword steles.
Buzz!
buzz buzz
The sound of the sword chant echoed in the huge sword mound like a terrifying dragon chant.
Ten Thousand Swords Cry!
Swish!
A 100-meter-high magma column soared into the sky. When the fiery red hot magma fell, a young figure covered in bloody light appeared in front of everyone. His figure jumped into the air and landed on the ground.
The red light converged into the blood-red long sword in his hand, revealing his true face, it was Xiao Yi who had just jumped into the magma lake!
"Brother Xiao Yi? I knew you were fine!" Fang Qingzhu ignored the severe pain on his face and was ecstatic.
Niu Dali also looked confused: "Hiss! This, this guy is not dead?"
"Fuck, jumping off the magma lake won't kill you? Wait, look at the sword in his hand"
"Could it be the fifth-rank Yuanbing?"
Xiao Yi ignored everyone's exclamation, his eyes immediately fell on the blood-red palm print on Fang Qingzhu's face, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and he helped Fang Qingzhu up with a flash, with suppressed anger and nothing in his eyes Undisguised distress: "Who did it?"
Niu vigorously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes couldn't hide his astonishment, he pointed at the scarred face and shouted: "This bastard beat me!"
Xiao Yi looked at Scarface with cold eyes.
On the scarred face, his eyes glowed, he didn't pay attention to Xiao Yi's cold eyes at all, he stared at the bloody long sword in his hand: "This is the sword you took from under the magma? Hahaha , I want this sword!"
Swish!
Scarface stretched out his palms, and grabbed the long sword in Xiao Yi's hand with the momentum of a flying eagle darting a rabbit.
"Looking for death!"
Xiao Yi has no expression on his face?, but the long sword in his hand swiped across, and the fiery red sword light swept past, sinking into Scarface's body. Scarface's speed dropped sharply, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yi: "Okay, such a fast sword"
Puchi!
A stream of blood arrows spurted out wildly.
Scarface's head flew high, and blood spurted out from the broken neck like a spring.
Hiss!
Everyone around them gasped.
This scarred face is at the sixth level of supernatural powers, and it can't even bear Xiao Yi's sword?
"That, that sword is a fifth-rank Yuanbing!"
"That's right, it must be a fifth-rank Yuanbing. Otherwise, with his cultivation base of the first level of the supernatural power, how could he kill the sixth level of the supernatural power so easily?"
"Hurry up and grab it!"
A group of strong men stepped forward one after another, and everyone looked at the long sword in Xiao Yi's hand with fiery and greedy eyes: "Boy, hand over that famous sword and spare you!"
"If you persist in your obsession, you and your companions will die!"
There were no less than a hundred strong men surrounding Xiao Yi, and the strongest among them was a level seven supernatural power man, Yan Ying from the Yan family in the royal capital. Yan Ying showed a greedy look, staring at the bloody long sword in Xiao Yi's hand: "I am Yan Ying from Yan's family in the royal capital, dedicate the famous sword to me, and spare you!"
Xiao Yi looked at the hundreds of people in front of him with a cold expression, and there were still many strong people around who were watching the changes quietly.
Once he doesn't have enough strength to keep the sword.
The strong men who are watching around will inevitably swarm up like hungry wolves.
Fang Qingzhu stood beside him without saying a word, holding a Ziyun whip in his hand.
Niu Dali hesitated for a moment, sighed softly and stood side by side with him, squinting at Xiao Yi: "Don't look at me like that, I'm just willing to gamble and lose! Since you have been approved by this famous sword, you will be my brother from now on. How can a younger brother watch you being beaten by the crowd and not help him?"
Even with the great help of Fang Qingzhu and Niu, they are three enemies against one hundred.
completely at a disadvantage!
Yan Ying smiled sadly and said: "Boy, why don't you dedicate the famous sword to me?"
"There's so much nonsense, the sword is in my hand, you can take it if you have one!" Xiao Yi said indifferently.
"Looking for death!"
Yan Ying's eyes froze, her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of Xiao Yi with a bang. Holding a three-rank Yuanbing long sword in his hand, the silver light of the sword is flowing, and there are hidden dragon patterns coiled on it: "Yilou listens to the wind and rain!"
Crash!
The sword chant came suddenly like a storm, falling straight to Xiao Yi's heart.
Facing such a tricky strike, Xiao Yi remained expressionless, and the power of the sword swept his whole body. The power of the sword intent was invisible and qualityless, but it was extremely terrifying. Under the impact of the sword intent, Yan Ying's whole body shook, and she felt that Xiao Yi in front of her had turned into an unrivaled sword master!
Unrivaled!
"not good¡¡"
It was just such a lost mind Yan Ying came back to his senses, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the breath of death enveloped him.
Poof!
A sword passed by.
Yan Ying let out a scream, and was cut open by Xiao Yi's sword from the middle!
The shocking sword intent soared into the sky, and thousands of swords resounded in the entire sword mound.
Xiao Yi is like a king in the sword, stepping on Yan Ying's body, looking at everyone indifferently: "Who else?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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