Chapter 845: 845
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Poop, poop, poop, poop
On and off the eight array stage, which was as silent as death, there were strange and dull sounds from Turks. Mo Gu, who had just uttered words, trembled in vain. In a flash, the light of blood red sword burst out from his body.
"Ah A terrible scream resounded in the ears of all the people present. Mo Valley, the first sword in the pavilion, was still standing intact. At this time, the whole body was completely engulfed by the light and shadow of thousands of blood red swords. Then, on the eight array platform, a bright sword shadow disappeared in a flash. Even the soul of Mo Gu was killed by the blood red sword shadow on the spot.
"Suddenly A cold wind blows by, and the smell of blood wafts away with the wind. The fragmented limbs of Mogu are scattered on the ground, and the power of the law of blood killing sword is still floating in the void.
Gulu, Gulu
The subtle and imperceptible noises of tension squirmed out of the mouths of all the powerful people. All the powerful people on the scene stared at the cold young man in white clothes on the eight battle platform, and their hearts trembled.
"Ha ha, sword 33? Sword three, sword thirteen, why isn't sword twenty-three next? The nameless guy's name is so random and strange No trace gently touched the tip of his nose, and a faint smile appeared again on Junlang's face. A heart hanging in his heart was finally put down, and he thought in his mind that he even played the sword nameless attention.
"Haha, how about the traceless boy? I said before that the unknown boy must win this battle. Look at what I said by the demon Demon zunhuoxiao's rough laughter resounded again, and in Wu trace's mind, he was extremely shameless.
"Go away, I'm angry when I hear your voice! Don't let out air in front of me, or I'll let the little dragon bite you! " Traceless turned his eyes hard, and his good mood was destroyed by the demon zunhuoxiao. This old boy has always been the only one who can fight behind the horse. He even comes out to play tricks now.
"Hey, traceless boy, are you the devil? Demon, I advise you to be kind! " Yao zunhuoxiao's rough words are full of ridicule. It is obvious that Yao zunhuoxiao's attitude is much lighter after Jian nameless won.
"Ha ha, the nameless guy really won!" On the platform of tianyunzong ceremony, Zhen Bucai, a little fat man, rubbed his eyes hard as he couldn't believe it. His face was full of fat and trembling. He was obviously happy for the sword's nameless victory.
"Ha ha, I've never seen him use this move. When I get back to the book mountain, I'll have to compete with him!" The aftershock holding the nine Youming axe burst out laughing. There was a sense of inexplicable war on the whole person. It was obvious that the sword won without name. Everyone was very happy. Even the second elder martial Sister Feng Feifei and others were smiling and looked at the position of Bazhen platform like a spring breeze.
"Brush!" When everyone's eyes were all on the eight battle platform, the ring in sword nameless's hand flashed in vain. A black and lusterless broken sword appears again in Jianming's hand. This sword flies thousands of miles and falls in Jianming's hand, which symbolizes the inheritance of the seventh peak of Jiange, the holy sword Yao lightsaber.
"Whoosh!" The dark Yao lightsaber's broken sword is firmly in the hand of Jian Mingming. Jian Mingming raises his hand gently. The black broken sword remains up to the position of the viewing platform where the pavilion belongs. An invisible sword of terror is intended to kill the unknown body of the sword. In a moment, it rises violently.
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Feel the sword nameless body released by the law of fierce cutting sword meaning of the power, the sword pavilion a group of strong people have stood up, cold eyes relative. In addition to the fact that the leaders of each peak in the pavilion did not confront him personally, the other elders and disciples of the six peaks in the pavilion all focused their eyes on the unknown figure of the sword on the eight battle platforms.
"The seven peaks of the sword Pavilion belong to the same vein. The seven swords are in the same direction. The sword Pavilion is orthodox! Now, I have integrated the seven peaks sword array into one, and the sword Pavilion yaoguangfeng inherits the holy sword. You may not recognize me as a disciple of the sword Pavilion, but I am the leader of yaoguangfeng, the seventh peak of the sword Pavilion. Today, I swear in front of the elders of the six prefectures that in the future, I will personally climb the Jiange Jianshan mountain to seek justice for my master. In addition, I will restructure the seven peaks of the Jiange mountain and take it as my lifelong responsibility to inherit and develop the Jiange mountain. " A cold utterance reverberated on the eight battle platforms. Sword nameless, holding the broken sword remains of Yao lightsaber, stares at the first peak of the sword Pavilion, Tianshu peak, and a group of elders.
"Hum, Lizi, you are extremely arrogant!"
"Ha ha, it's a joke. Such a traitor dare to make a big mistake here!""Ha ha, is it hard for you to be a man of Tianshu peak?"
After hearing Jianming's arrogant words on the spot, all the elder level strongmen of the first peak of the sword Pavilion became angry on the spot, and the power of the law of the sword spirit surged up, enveloping the whole ceremony watching platform of the sword Pavilion in the terrible and violent murderous spirit of the sword spirit.
In addition, the faces of the other five peak leaders and the elder level strongmen in the sword pavilion are all extremely ugly. Looking at the nameless sword on the platform holding the light shaking broken sword, they can't help sighing.
"Hum, I'm going to defeat the first sword in the realm of emperor in Tianshu peak. But Tianshu peak is not ashamed of this, and dare to shout with me again! Is this the Kendo inheritance of your first peak, Tianshu peak? Is the heart of the swordsman of Tianshu peak, your first peak, so ugly? " With a cold hum, the breath of sword nameless suddenly sank down. At this moment, sword nameless gives people a deeper and more terrible feeling. It seems that it will give people a fatal blow at any time.
Gulu, Gulu
The breaths of tension and suffocation were heard from the spectator platform of other major forces. And the other peaks of the sword Pavilion, many elder level strong people's eyes all flashed a different color at the same time, one after another gathered their eyes on the body shape of many strong elders of Tianshu peak, the first peak of the sword Pavilion.
"Brush!" All eyes were gloomy and fierce, and Qi Shushu fell on the eight battle platforms. All the strong men of Tianshu peak, the first peak of the sword Pavilion, were stunned. All the people looked at the straight swords in the field, and all of them glared and speechless< br>
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Poop, poop, poop, poop
On and off the eight array stage, which was as silent as death, there were strange and dull sounds from Turks. Mo Gu, who had just uttered words, trembled in vain. In a flash, the light of blood red sword burst out from his body.
"Ah A terrible scream resounded in the ears of all the people present. Mo Valley, the first sword in the pavilion, was still standing intact. At this time, the whole body was completely engulfed by the light and shadow of thousands of blood red swords. Then, on the eight array platform, a bright sword shadow disappeared in a flash. Even the soul of Mo Gu was killed by the blood red sword shadow on the spot.
"Suddenly A cold wind blows by, and the smell of blood wafts away with the wind. The fragmented limbs of Mogu are scattered on the ground, and the power of the law of blood killing sword is still floating in the void.
Gulu, Gulu
The subtle and imperceptible noises of tension squirmed out of the mouths of all the powerful people. All the powerful people on the scene stared at the cold young man in white clothes on the eight battle platform, and their hearts trembled.
"Ha ha, sword 33? Sword three, sword thirteen, why isn't sword twenty-three next? The nameless guy's name is so random and strange No trace gently touched the tip of his nose, and a faint smile appeared again on Junlang's face. A heart hanging in his heart was finally put down, and he thought in his mind that he even played the sword nameless attention.
"Haha, how about the traceless boy? I said before that the unknown boy must win this battle. Look at what I said by the demon Demon zunhuoxiao's rough laughter resounded again, and in Wu trace's mind, he was extremely shameless.
"Go away, I'm angry when I hear your voice! Don't let out air in front of me, or I'll let the little dragon bite you! " Traceless turned his eyes hard, and his good mood was destroyed by the demon zunhuoxiao. This old boy has always been the only one who can fight behind the horse. He even comes out to play tricks now.
"Hey, traceless boy, are you the devil? Demon, I advise you to be kind! " Yao zunhuoxiao's rough words are full of ridicule. It is obvious that Yao zunhuoxiao's attitude is much lighter after Jian nameless won.
"Ha ha, the nameless guy really won!" On the platform of tianyunzong ceremony, Zhen Bucai, a little fat man, rubbed his eyes hard as he couldn't believe it. His face was full of fat and trembling. He was obviously happy for the sword's nameless victory.
"Ha ha, I've never seen him use this move. When I get back to the book mountain, I'll have to compete with him!" The aftershock holding the nine Youming axe burst out laughing. There was a sense of inexplicable war on the whole person. It was obvious that the sword won without name. Everyone was very happy. Even the second elder martial Sister Feng Feifei and others were smiling and looked at the position of Bazhen platform like a spring breeze.
"Brush!" When everyone's eyes were all on the eight battle platform, the ring in sword nameless's hand flashed in vain. A black and lusterless broken sword appears again in Jianming's hand. This sword flies thousands of miles and falls in Jianming's hand, which symbolizes the inheritance of the seventh peak of Jiange, the holy sword Yao lightsaber.
"Whoosh!" The dark Yao lightsaber's broken sword is firmly in the hand of Jian Mingming. Jian Mingming raises his hand gently. The black broken sword remains up to the position of the viewing platform where the pavilion belongs. An invisible sword of terror is intended to kill the unknown body of the sword. In a moment, it rises violently.
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Feel the sword nameless body released by the law of fierce cutting sword meaning of the power, the sword pavilion a group of strong people have stood up, cold eyes relative. In addition to the fact that the leaders of each peak in the pavilion did not confront him personally, the other elders and disciples of the six peaks in the pavilion all focused their eyes on the unknown figure of the sword on the eight battle platforms.
"The seven peaks of the sword Pavilion belong to the same vein. The seven swords are in the same direction. The sword Pavilion is orthodox! Now, I have integrated the seven peaks sword array into one, and the sword Pavilion yaoguangfeng inherits the holy sword. You may not recognize me as a disciple of the sword Pavilion, but I am the leader of yaoguangfeng, the seventh peak of the sword Pavilion. Today, I swear in front of the elders of the six prefectures that in the future, I will personally climb the Jiange Jianshan mountain to seek justice for my master. In addition, I will restructure the seven peaks of the Jiange mountain and take it as my lifelong responsibility to inherit and develop the Jiange mountain. " A cold utterance reverberated on the eight battle platforms. Sword nameless, holding the broken sword remains of Yao lightsaber, stares at the first peak of the sword Pavilion, Tianshu peak, and a group of elders.
"Hum, Lizi, you are extremely arrogant!"
"Ha ha, it's a joke. Such a traitor dare to make a big mistake here!""Ha ha, is it hard for you to be a man of Tianshu peak?"
After hearing Jianming's arrogant words on the spot, all the elder level strongmen of the first peak of the sword Pavilion became angry on the spot, and the power of the law of the sword spirit surged up, enveloping the whole ceremony watching platform of the sword Pavilion in the terrible and violent murderous spirit of the sword spirit.
In addition, the faces of the other five peak leaders and the elder level strongmen in the sword pavilion are all extremely ugly. Looking at the nameless sword on the platform holding the light shaking broken sword, they can't help sighing.
"Hum, I'm going to defeat the first sword in the realm of emperor in Tianshu peak. But Tianshu peak is not ashamed of this, and dare to shout with me again! Is this the Kendo inheritance of your first peak, Tianshu peak? Is the heart of the swordsman of Tianshu peak, your first peak, so ugly? " With a cold hum, the breath of sword nameless suddenly sank down. At this moment, sword nameless gives people a deeper and more terrible feeling. It seems that it will give people a fatal blow at any time.
Gulu, Gulu
The breaths of tension and suffocation were heard from the spectator platform of other major forces. And the other peaks of the sword Pavilion, many elder level strong people's eyes all flashed a different color at the same time, one after another gathered their eyes on the body shape of many strong elders of Tianshu peak, the first peak of the sword Pavilion.
"Brush!" All eyes were gloomy and fierce, and Qi Shushu fell on the eight battle platforms. All the strong men of Tianshu peak, the first peak of the sword Pavilion, were stunned. All the people looked at the straight swords in the field, and all of them glared and speechless< br>
Poop, poop, poop, poop On and off the eight array stage, which was as silent as death, there were strange and dull sounds from Turks. Mo Gu, who had just uttered words, trembled in vain. In a flash, the light of blood red sword burst out from his body. "Ah A terrible scream resounded in the ears of all the people present. Mo Valley, the first sword in the pavilion, was still standing intact. At this time, the whole body was completely engulfed by the light and shadow of thousands of blood red swords. Then, on the eight array platform, a bright sword shadow disappeared in a flash. Even the soul of Mo Gu was killed by the blood red sword shadow on the spot. "Suddenly A cold wind blows by, and the smell of blood wafts away with the wind. The fragmented limbs of Mogu are scattered on the ground, and the power of the law of blood killing sword is still floating in the void. Gulu, Gulu The subtle and imperceptible noises of tension squirmed out of the mouths of all the powerful people. All the powerful people on the scene stared at the cold young man in white clothes on the eight battle platform, and their hearts trembled. "Ha ha, sword 33? Sword three, sword thirteen, why isn't sword twenty-three next? The nameless guy's name is so random and strange No trace gently touched the tip of his nose, and a faint smile appeared again on Junlang's face. A heart hanging in his heart was finally put down, and he thought in his mind that he even played the sword nameless attention. "Haha, how about the traceless boy? I said before that the unknown boy must win this battle. Look at what I said by the demon Demon zunhuoxiao's rough laughter resounded again, and in Wu trace's mind, he was extremely shameless. "Go away, I'm angry when I hear your voice! Don't let out air in front of me, or I'll let the little dragon bite you! " Traceless turned his eyes hard, and his good mood was destroyed by the demon zunhuoxiao. This old boy has always been the only one who can fight behind the horse. He even comes out to play tricks now. "Hey, traceless boy, are you the devil? Demon, I advise you to be kind! " Yao zunhuoxiao's rough words are full of ridicule. It is obvious that Yao zunhuoxiao's attitude is much lighter after Jian nameless won. "Ha ha, the nameless guy really won!" On the platform of tianyunzong ceremony, Zhen Bucai, a little fat man, rubbed his eyes hard as he couldn't believe it. His face was full of fat and trembling. He was obviously happy for the sword's nameless victory. "Ha ha, I've never seen him use this move. When I get back to the book mountain, I'll have to compete with him!" The aftershock holding the nine Youming axe burst out laughing. There was a sense of inexplicable war on the whole person. It was obvious that the sword won without name. Everyone was very happy. Even the second elder martial Sister Feng Feifei and others were smiling and looked at the position of Bazhen platform like a spring breeze. "Brush!" When everyone's eyes were all on the eight battle platform, the ring in sword nameless's hand flashed in vain. A black and lusterless broken sword appears again in Jianming's hand. This sword flies thousands of miles and falls in Jianming's hand, which symbolizes the inheritance of the seventh peak of Jiange, the holy sword Yao lightsaber. "Whoosh!" The dark Yao lightsaber's broken sword is firmly in the hand of Jian Mingming. Jian Mingming raises his hand gently. The black broken sword remains up to the position of the viewing platform where the pavilion belongs. An invisible sword of terror is intended to kill the unknown body of the sword. In a moment, it rises violently. Whoa, whoa, whoa Feel the sword nameless body released by the law of fierce cutting sword meaning of the power, the sword pavilion a group of strong people have stood up, cold eyes relative. In addition to the fact that the leaders of each peak in the pavilion did not confront him personally, the other elders and disciples of the six peaks in the pavilion all focused their eyes on the unknown figure of the sword on the eight battle platforms. "The seven peaks of the sword Pavilion belong to the same vein. The seven swords are in the same direction. The sword Pavilion is orthodox! Now, I have integrated the seven peaks sword array into one, and the sword Pavilion yaoguangfeng inherits the holy sword. You may not recognize me as a disciple of the sword Pavilion, but I am the leader of yaoguangfeng, the seventh peak of the sword Pavilion. Today, I swear in front of the elders of the six prefectures that in the future, I will personally climb the Jiange Jianshan mountain to seek justice for my master. In addition, I will restructure the seven peaks of the Jiange mountain and take it as my lifelong responsibility to inherit and develop the Jiange mountain. " A cold utterance reverberated on the eight battle platforms. Sword nameless, holding the broken sword remains of Yao lightsaber, stares at the first peak of the sword Pavilion, Tianshu peak, and a group of elders. "Hum, Lizi, you are extremely arrogant!" "Ha ha, it's a joke. Such a traitor dare to make a big mistake here!""Ha ha, is it hard for you to be a man of Tianshu peak?" After hearing Jianming's arrogant words on the spot, all the elder level strongmen of the first peak of the sword Pavilion became angry on the spot, and the power of the law of the sword spirit surged up, enveloping the whole ceremony watching platform of the sword Pavilion in the terrible and violent murderous spirit of the sword spirit. In addition, the faces of the other five peak leaders and the elder level strongmen in the sword pavilion are all extremely ugly. Looking at the nameless sword on the platform holding the light shaking broken sword, they can't help sighing. "Hum, I'm going to defeat the first sword in the realm of emperor in Tianshu peak. But Tianshu peak is not ashamed of this, and dare to shout with me again! Is this the Kendo inheritance of your first peak, Tianshu peak? Is the heart of the swordsman of Tianshu peak, your first peak, so ugly? " With a cold hum, the breath of sword nameless suddenly sank down. At this moment, sword nameless gives people a deeper and more terrible feeling. It seems that it will give people a fatal blow at any time. Gulu, Gulu The breaths of tension and suffocation were heard from the spectator platform of other major forces. And the other peaks of the sword Pavilion, many elder level strong people's eyes all flashed a different color at the same time, one after another gathered their eyes on the body shape of many strong elders of Tianshu peak, the first peak of the sword Pavilion. "Brush!" All eyes were gloomy and fierce, and Qi Shushu fell on the eight battle platforms. All the strong men of Tianshu peak, the first peak of the sword Pavilion, were stunned. All the people looked at the straight swords in the field, and all of them glared and speechless br
