Son-in-law Dan Zun

Bang!

With a loud noise, the shock wave visible to the naked eye exploded.

Below, many gazes staring at the two fighting each other, all shrinking.

I saw that in the center of the collision, the sword light had an extremely sharp meaning, as if cutting melons and vegetables, it penetrated the huge fist mark and divided it into two.

boom!

The fierce giant tiger phantom was instantly torn apart by brutality, and the aftermath of the spiritual energy visible to the naked eye escaped.

In Lu Chuan's eyes, there was an incredible surge, "How is this possible?"

His voice was full of horror.

Jian Blind with one hand behind him, said lightly, "Go away!"

"Why are you stronger so much?"

Not only Lu Chuan had this doubt, but also Zuoqiu's early summer was puzzled at this moment.

She knows Jian Blind's strength very well, but today she has somewhat refreshed her understanding.

"It's your shit!" Jian Blind's voice was cold.

At this moment, the people below were all sighed.

Who would have thought that Jian Blind suddenly became so powerful that he could kill Lu Chuan in seconds.

"It's because of the sword market!"

Lu Chuan snorted coldly: "It is worthy of being one of the places for the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. With this, your strength unexpectedly surpasses mine."

"Fool!" Jian Blind spit out two words faintly.

"you……"

"Unhappy?" Jian Blind sneered lightly, "Continue?"

Lu Chuan said with a sullen face, "You are not the only one who can enter the land of the sword ruins. I will fight you again in the future."

"It's good if you don't die in it." Fortunately, Jian Blind put his other hand behind him.

Lu Chuan didn't speak any more, but when he saw this, Zichuan shouted at Luo Wushu, "Little Bailian, when are you going to hide?"

"I'm just the cultivation base of the peak of the Royal Sky Realm, even if you beat me, what's the point?"

Luo Wushu looked up at Zichuan, shook his head and said, "Do you want to prove that you are a real purple mansion realm powerhouse?"

"Why do I need to use a trash like you to prove myself?" Zichuan snorted coldly: "But I want people around you to see your true face. You don't know anything except eating soft rice."

Many people looked at Luo Wushu contemptuously at this time, this guy, who was humiliated in this way, could still remain indifferent.

This temper is almost...

"My son, this fellow is too annoying!" Bai Ning murmured at this moment.

"Then Bai Ning, do you want to teach him a lesson for the young man?"

Now, Bai Ning is the cultivation base of the late Yukong Realm, and coupled with the advantages of Bingxin's exquisite body, it may not have no chance of winning.

"Okay!" Bai Ning nodded happily, did she finally have a chance to take a shot for the son?

"He is still a disciple of Li Henzong, let's not start too hard, just give it a lesson." Luo Wushu said.

"Um!"

"I don't know how high the sky is!"

Zichuan sneered: "You two won't be insane, right? You dare to threaten to teach me in the middle of the Royal Sky Realm?"

"But I have to admit that a woman is more courageous than you."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Bai Ning said coldly, and with a grip of her jade hand, a three-foot green peak flashed out of thin air.

"Hahaha..." Zichuan folded his arms around his chest and sneered unscrupulously. "Don't worry, I have always been very gentle to women."

Many people looked at Luo Wushu's gaze, and became more and more contemptuous. A man could actually be so weak.

His cultivation is weaker than Zichuan, and others can't say much if he loses.

But this is not worthy of sympathy at all.

"Since you have such a winning ticket, dare you to make a bet with me?" Luo Wushu said suddenly.

"Bet? Good!" Zichuan smiled contemptuously, "What do you want to bet on?"

"Bet on a thousand spirit stones!" Luo Wushu said.

Hearing this, countless people were taken aback.

"Are you sure?" Zichuan's voice was a little bit of astonishment and a little bit of joy.

"Why, can't you afford to gamble?" Luo Wushu smiled faintly.

Zichuan was silent.

He really can't afford to gamble.

Practicing in Lihenzong, as an inner disciple, he can only get spirit stones in one month.

After deducting the daily practice and expenses, the spirit stone on his body has been more than two hundred for so long.

In fact, not only him, but most of them are ordinary, it is very difficult to take out a thousand spiritual stones.

"I don't even have the courage to bet, and it seems that there is no need to teach you a lesson." Bai Ning said.

"Who said you can't bet!" Lu Chuan said, "Since you want to give spirit stones so much, there is naturally no reason to refuse."

"Yes, I gambled with him, there are not enough spirit stones, we can lend you." The rest of the group also agreed at this moment.

"Okay!" Zichuan replied, full of energy, "I will invite you to drink in Drunk Xianlou for a while, and you won't be drunk or return."

The two parties made a gambling agreement, and Bai Ning's figure rose into the air at this moment, and his eyes looked at Zichuan coldly.

Everyone felt at this moment, an astonishing aura slowly spreading from Bai Ning's body.

"bring it on!"

A cold voice came slowly from his mouth.

This should be regarded as the first battle in its true sense.

She must have lived up to the expectations of her son.

"The momentum is very strong, but unfortunately, it is only the peak of the Royal Sky Realm after all." Some people shook their heads, still not optimistic about Bai Ning.

Zichuan is a disciple of the inner sect, a strong man in the Zifu realm, and the two sides are not comparable at all.

"For the sake of a thousand spiritual stones, don't blame me for destroying the flowers." Zichuan's expression became gloomy, and his eyes became a little bit harsh.

The golden aura burst out from Bai Ning's body without reservation, permeating the whole body.

The footsteps shook the void, her figure took the initiative to kill, swept the three-foot green peak in her hand with a sharp meaning.

"The courage is good. Facing me, I still have the courage to take the initiative to attack." Zichuan licked his tongue and said with a smile.

Bai Ning's face was expressionless, and the long sword in his hand swallowed sharp air, covering the whole body of Zichuan like an overwhelming vitality.

"Looking for death!" Zichuan snorted coldly, and the aura on his body became extremely violent at this moment.

With a cold glance at Luo Wushu below, a faint smile fluttered from the corner of his mouth.

Lao Tzu accepted this thousand spiritual stones.

With the palm of his hand, a spear appeared in his hand, with violent waves radiating out.

Golden source gun!

Xuan-level peak spirit weapon.

At this moment, Zichuan's aura became even more violent. With a stern shout, the Golden Origin Spear whistled out, turning into a ghostly shadow.

"Clang clang..."

The swords and guns collided, and there was a sound of golden and iron clinking.

Between the sparks, the eyes of the two people faintly revealed a sense of cruelty.

In just a moment, the two collided dozens of times.

Many people stared at this moment for a moment, Bai Ning was able to persist undefeated under Zichuan's spear?

Zichuan's figure receded, the tip of the gun was slanted straight to the ground, and the golden light began to bloom above it, and it was indescribably sharp.

"Look at me defeating you with one shot!"