White-Robed Chief

Qin Hao waved long

Sword, nodded with satisfaction: "It seems true, then Brother Hu, you can go!"

Hu Tianfang smiled and smiled: "You really let me go?"

Qin Hao said: "We are friends after all."

Hu Tianfang sneered, "What about the five of them?"

"Well, they're not my friends, you understand." Qin Hao looked helplessly: "I can't give up the business because of public affairs, letting Brother Hu be the limit I can do."

"Well, there will be a period after that!" Hu Tian said in a deep voice.

He turned and walked away, only to find that Qin Hao backed with a sword, and the other nine people came up and killed him.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ..." Hu Tianfang sneered: "Sure enough!"

Qin Hao stepped back a few steps and returned his sword and said, "Brother Hu, I can let you go, but unfortunately they can't, and I don't count against my promise, right?"

"No!" Hu Tianfang gritted his teeth and said coldly, "I hope you can kill me today, otherwise, if we meet again next time, I will kill you!"

"Well ... we had a friend and finally met each other. I felt really uncomfortable." Qin Hao sighed, with a look of regret: "Brother Hu, sorry!"

Hu Tianfang sneered and shook his head, "Did you send someone to deal with them?"

"Still Brother Hu, you understand me." Qin Hao nodded. "But they may not kill them, it depends on their luck."

"Okay, goodbye!" Hu Tianfang shook his head and disappeared under the sword of everyone.

Nine people's faces changed slightly, Hengjian swept around, Hu Tianfang really disappeared.

"His mother, cunning!" Qin Hao slammed his palm.

The other nine people also showed anger, feeling that Hu Tian had been playing.

"Brother Qin, should this sword be true?" A middle-aged asked.

Qin Hao shook his head: "He doesn't know if it's true or not. I feel a little overwhelmed, I'm afraid it's not true."

He said that he pulled out his original sword and drew it with this sword. A "ding" sounded a crisp sound, and the original sword suddenly broke into two pieces.

Qin Ha smiled: "Or is it really impossible?"

He thought it was too easy to be true. He never expected that this sword was so sharp. Although his sword is not a sword, it is also a top sword. Its sharpness and tenacity are far better than ordinary swords. It is definitely a sword.

"It may not be true." The other nine looked pale.

Chu Li knows through Dayuan Jingzhi that this sword is not a top-level sword at all. It is sharper and has not been considered. Compared with the Wutian Sword Wushuang Sword and Frost Sword that he got, it is worse. A lot.

He appeared directly on their side of Zhu Lengying. Five of them were besieged by six old men, shrouded in light of swords, unable to escape, and the situation was precarious. All five were injured, hesitant to move, and more and more swords.

The six old men were wearing sackcloth, their faces were dull, and almost a mold was carved out. The long sword turned into a clear and invisible blade, dense and exquisite. It originally weighed on Zhu Lengying, not to mention that the number was still superior. The sword The array is even stronger.

Zhu Lingying had a sword in her right arm and was unable to move. She swung the sword with her left hand. From time to time, blood fell to the ground and she fought her sword hard with her teeth.

He was very reconciled. He did not expect to be buried here as a disciple of Wan Jiancheng. It was just a cannibalism between heaven and human, and it was meaningless to die.

But now, although he treasures things, he just hides his breath and cannot enhance his strength.

It is really impossible to use only the demons disintegration technique. Before dying, they must take their backs, and even earn some vitality for their companions. He has been living in Wanjian City, and he has unconsciously already had feelings.

As soon as my mind was about to start, Chu Li's voice suddenly came to my ears: "Senior, go east!"

Then a whistling came.

Several small stones shot through the air and hit six old men.

These six pebbles suddenly appeared in front of the six old men, and they could not escape but blocked them with their swords.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ..." Qingming kept on hearing, the old man's face turned red and his expression was gloomy.

Zhu Lengying hurriedly said, "Go!"

He didn't want to think any more, and fled eastward, and the other four kept up.

They were not injured lightly, and they took the elixir while performing the light work. After the elixir was lowered, the injuries slowed down. The elixir on them was not the same. This time they came out. Wan Jiancheng specially gave it to deal with this. As desperate.

Listening to the continuous whistle of sound coming from behind, they ran faster and faster.

Twenty miles away, their injuries were alleviated, and they moved in the void, disappeared in situ, appeared in the outer city of Wanjian City, and suddenly fell to the ground almost unconscious.

According to their injuries, it was reluctant to perform the movement of the void, and it was already a fluke to return.

When the people in the city saw him, they immediately reported to the inner city, and soon someone came to pick them up into the inner city.

After Chu Li suppressed the six old men, they suddenly disappeared, and the next moment appeared in the depths of a dense forest outside the city, and saw four people fighting fiercely.

Three elders in linen deal with an elder in purple robes, but this old man in purple robes Chu Li recognized that it was Guo Piru, the owner of Wanjian City.

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The three elders in sackcloth looked as if they were dying, and their withered faces did not match their swift and swift physiques, as if they were wearing youthful masks.

Although their physical skills were robust and exquisite, their sword skills were exquisite, but Guo Piru was out of breath.

Guo Bi's swords are like electricity, as if each sword is accompanied by thunder and lightning, exuding an amazing momentum, shocking, and difficult to swept its front.

"You have a lot of courage!" Guo Piru said coldly, "Do you think about the consequences?"

The three old men in linen were dull, waving swords without saying a word, barely resisted, for fear of being distracted and dying. Depending on Guo Piru's swordsmanship and cultivation, a sword would be fatal.

Guo Piru said: "Stop now, I will not hold you accountable!"

"Guo Chengzhu, it's useless." An old man in sackcloth shook his head and sighed: "The old man was ordered to block the city lord, maybe it's too late now, we've got the sword."

"Well, in this way, you are deliberately looking for death!" Guo Piru sneered, Jian Guang suddenly flashed.

He was furious and had to spend all his efforts to get the sword. Could it be that he would be taken by the thousand fantasy cities to take advantage of the fishermen? Damn it!

The faces of the three elders changed slightly, and the action suddenly became slow. In the face of Guo Piru's sword, he could not escape, letting the sword pass his neck and three heads rolled to the ground.

"I can't help it!" Guo Piru sneered, without looking at the headless corpse standing upright, and turned to leave.

Chu Li frowned. This sword is really weird. It is similar to Wu Tianjian. It seems to be one of the nine swords used.

"Oh ..." A sigh sighed sighily, a skinny little old man came to him, glanced at the headless corpse, shook his head and said, "It's a step late."