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Chapter 631 Thirteen Sons Are Extinct

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    ?

    This is an extremely bizarre scene, which made many people stare.

    Why did he put away his weapons at a critical moment against the enemy.

    The Thirteen Sons of Excalibur also found it strange.

    However, they are confident in themselves and even more confident in the Thirteen Sword Formation.

    What's more, now that the arrow is on the string, they can't help but not take action.

    "ºÇÀ²"

    There was a desolation between the sky and the earth, and the sharp sword energy was overwhelming, as if it could tear everything apart.

    The Thirteen Sons of Excalibur perfectly explained how powerful they are at this moment. As long as they use the Thirteen Sword Formation, they can be invincible among the younger generation.

    However, in the face of such a fierce and fierce blow, Xiang Tiancheng remained motionless, watching the vortex of sword energy sweeping indifferently.

    At this moment, his blood-stained green shirt was clinging to his body, hunting, and his black hair was dancing wildly in the wind.

    "This sword crippled you"

    Although the Thirteen Sons of Excalibur felt Xiang Tiancheng's murderous aura.

    But, how could they back off so easily?

    "Om"

    Just when the sword vortex was about to swallow Xiang Tiancheng, the void around Xiang Tiancheng made a buzzing sound and became a little distorted.

    A frightening murderous intent burst out from him, as if it could penetrate the sky, soaring upwards above the nine heavens and descending below the nine secluded worlds.

    "What a terrifying killing intent"

    Everyone exclaimed.

    At this moment, they deeply felt that even their souls were trembling, enveloped by an indescribable murderous aura.

    Just now there was a lot of noise among the crowd, and there was an instant silence.

    They felt as if they were in an ice cave, and their bodies were cold.

    "Clang"

    Suddenly, Yue Zhongqiu pointed out with two fingers.

    Immediately, the nine long swords of the iron demon tree that disappeared suddenly appeared, exhaling terrifying murderous intent, accompanied by a trace of chaotic energy.

    "Boom"

    Xiang Tiancheng's figure spun in the air, and the nine long swords also spun quickly, with the needle point facing the wheat awn, and rushed directly into the vortex of the sword energy of the Thirteen Sons of the Excalibur.

    "this¡­¡­"

    Everyone was horrified, they didn't expect Xiang Tiancheng to use his sword to break the sword, head-to-head.

    "In any case, save his life."

    The two strong men looking down from high above roared, fearing that Thirteenth Son's attack would not be serious, and killed Xiang Tiancheng on the spot.

    For their Divine Sword Sect, killing Xiang Tiancheng may not be the happiest thing, the most important thing is to get the treasures on the other party, including the ancient tripod.

    Why are they so confident in the Thirteen Sword Formation?  That's because they are very familiar with them, and they were once members of the Thirteen Sword Formation, and now they are the elders of the Divine Sword Sect, with a distinguished status.

    The most important thing is that these thirteen sons were trained by their seniors. They knew that once the thirteen sons made a full attack, no more than five young people in the leftover land could stop them.

    "yes¡­¡­"

    Thirteenth son frowned in response.

    ?Because it is difficult to keep hands when fighting in close combat at this time, they are worried that they will be punished for this.

    The dust billowed, as if two tornadoes had collided, and no one dared to approach at this moment.

    "Pfft"

    People couldn't see the sound, only heard the sound of muscles being torn, and they all held their breath, staring at the two violent "tornadoes" and waiting for the moment when the dust settled.

    "collapse"

    From time to time, two tornadoes shattered, and a voice flew upside down from them.

    "It's good to be alive"

    The two masters of Shenjianzong recognized Xiang Tiancheng who flew upside down at a glance, and they couldn't help but said happily.

    "Um?"

    However, soon everyone discovered something was wrong.

    Because, Xiang Tiancheng landed lightly on the ancient tripod, he didn't look like he lost his center of gravity and was blown away by someone.

    Moreover, apart from the previous old wounds, there were no new wounds on the opponent's body, let alone sword wounds.

    "Look"

    Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

    After the dust settled, everyone saw clearly the scene in the previous battlefield.

    I saw that all the thirteen sons lay dead, each of them had a sword mark between their eyebrows, and there were no more sword wounds on their bodies.

    In other words, Xiang Tiancheng's sword was fast, ruthless, and accurate, beheading thirteen people at an incredible speed, and all of them had the same wound.

      "Youyou killed them?"

    The two masters of the Divine Sword Sect couldn't believe their eyes. These are the juniors they carefully cultivated. They will be the mainstay of the Divine Sword Sect in the future.

    "If you don't kill him, will you keep it and continue to shame yourself?"

    Xiang Tiancheng glanced at the two strong men and said calmly.

    "wow"

    At this time, the others also reacted, and there was an uproar.

    Especially Aboriginal people.

    The thirteen sons of the Divine Sword Sect have been passed down for countless generations, at least for tens of thousands of years, and none of the thirteen sons died halfway.

    Today's generation was wiped out by World War I.

    It wasn't that they were not strong enough, it was because their opponents were too terrifying, if they didn't move, they didn't even have a chance to make the thirteen sons repent, and they didn't even utter a scream until they died.

    "Youyouthe old man ruined you kid."

    The strong man of Excalibur Sect's face was livid, as ugly as eating a dead mouse, he couldn't bear this kind of blow, so he couldn't help roaring, wanting to attack Xiang Tiancheng.

    "Whatever, my master is the heir of the family enshrined in the palace of disciples. He has a bad temper. If I die at the hands of my peers, my master will naturally not say anything. But if I die at the hands of old clappers like you, it is better to take the Divine Sword Sect."  Just wait until it disappears completely."

    Xiang Tiancheng spread his hands and moved Gu Xiayang out.

    He believed that if he was really killed by these people, Gu Xiayang would only be more irritable than he said.

    "Worshiping the family?"

    The people present are either disciples of the Emperor's Hall, or have entered the Emperor's Hall in the past.  Therefore, they are very clear about what it means to enshrine the family.

    That is to say, Xiang Tiancheng in front of him is already a leader of the younger generation, but they don't know it.

    "you¡­¡­"

    The two strong men of the Excalibur Sect had just taken a step, and they couldn't help but tremble when they heard Xiang Tiancheng's words.

    They can be sure that the Emperor's Palace must always pay attention to the performance of the disciples from all walks of life in order to select those with outstanding abilities.

    Perhaps once the two of them made a move, before Xiang Tiancheng was killed, a few old monsters from the emperor's palace might jump out and shoot them alive.

    "Kill or not? If not, I can go?"

    Xiang Tiancheng asked.

    In fact, even without the deterrence of the Emperor's Palace, it would not be easy for the two of them to catch him or kill him.

    After all, the speed of Kunpeng Jue cannot be compared by just any one person.

    "you wanna die¡­¡­"

    The two strong men were furious, but they didn't dare to make a move, and even backed away a little, for fear that they couldn't help it for a while, and let out something they regretted.

    Xiang Tiancheng smiled noncommittally, and naturally touched the ancient tripod next to him with his palm.

    However, when he just touched Gu Ding, his heart suddenly jumped.

    Looking back suddenly, I saw that the ancient tripod was slowly disintegrating, like a dream bubble, like a mirror flower and a moon in water.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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