I, the undercover lord of iron bravery, allegiance to the governor of Cao

Chapter 343 Xuanyuan Sword, Haotian Tower, Joint Extermination of Demons
But seeing Yuan Sandu slapped it with his palm.

Sima Wangquan's face changed instantly, and the Taiyin figure behind him shattered and disappeared.

"Wow!"

The qi and blood surged up, but Sima Wangquan couldn't resist the qi and blood in his body after all, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and backed away again and again.

Seeing Sima Wangquan's appearance, Yuan Sandu said indifferently: "His Royal Highness, if you are only like this, then I will be very disappointed."

"You used to be more dazzling than the prince, but now you look like I'm sorry for your former glory."

Yuan Sandu took a step forward.

The vast power of true essence condensed the aura of fire demon, and black and red flames continuously hovered around his body, looking at Sima Wangquan.

"His Royal Highness, I still say the same thing, if you are only at this level, you may die here this time."

talking.

Yuan Sandu once again condensed a big black and red palm, and patted Sima Wangquan unceremoniously.

Of course Sima Wangquan knew.

Based on boundaries alone.

I will definitely not be the opponent of Yuan Sandu. When I was young, Yuan Sandu was a master of Shenwu Realm, not to mention now, with Yuan Sandu becoming a demon, his strength will only become more terrifying.

"So."

"Come out!"

Sima Wangquan was immersed in his mind, but this time, it was very different from before.

When he left the Great Wu Dynasty, Shen Fen told him that he couldn't really use the power of the Haotian Tower, probably because he had been rejecting the power of the Haotian Tower in his heart.

Because he knew that once he mastered Haotian Tower, he would be a threat to his elder brother.

and so.

He is unwilling to accept Haotian Tower.

In the past, when he was in danger, he could use some of the power of the Haotian Tower, but he knew that it was definitely not the real power of the Haotian Tower.

As Shen Fen and Lie Huo Shenjun said, only after accepting that mysterious power can the real power of the ancient artifact be used, even if it is not much, it is still the real power of the ancient artifact.

hum~~~~~~~~~
Around Sima King Quan, the void seemed to tremble.

The ancient breath rippling out.

"This is?"

Feel the breath.

Yuan Sandu's eyes froze: "The ancient artifact, the Haotian Tower?"

really.

On the top of Sima Wangquan's head, a small pagoda slowly appeared, but then, the small pagoda rose in the wind, pointing straight at Jiuzhang.

see this scene.

The face of Emperor Jin at the top of the city wall changed, and there was joy in his eyes.

The prince next to him also showed joy: "Father, can the eighth brother use the experience of the ancient artifact Haotian Tower?"

Emperor Jin nodded.

Sighing: "In fact, he can control the power of Haotian Tower at any time, but it is because of the rejection in his heart that he can't really use it. It seems that this time he has figured it out."

The prince followed up and said, "Eighth brother, hey!"

After all.

Or because of myself.

But myself, I also hope that he can truly control the power of the ancient artifact. There are two brothers in the same life, the blood is rich in water, and my younger brother is powerful. How can I be jealous as an older brother?

But they are in the royal family.

Some things are not up to them personally.

"The power of Haotian Tower?"

Yuan Sandu saw Sima Wangquan at this time, bathed in the brilliance of the Haotian Tower, his big black and red palm hit the body of the Haotian Tower, and instantly turned into flames and splashed everywhere.

The light in Sima Wangquan's eyes flickered, as if something was merging with him.

"Is this the inheritance of Haotian Tower?"

That mysterious power has already entered his body, as Shen Fen and Lie Huo said, this mysterious power is the inheritance of the ancient artifact.

"Haotian Suppressing Demon God Art!"

After the inheritance belonging to the Haotian Tower appeared, Sima Wangquan had an extra magic skill in his mind.

It belongs to the magical power brought by the ancient artifact.

"Suppressing demons?"

Sima Wangquan looked at Yuan Sandu with a smile on his face: "It really fits well!"

Not really.

He is going to suppress demons now!

"The power of Haotian."

"Haotian Tower, suppress demons!"

Buzz~~~~~~~~~
Haotian Tower flew out directly, heading towards Yuan Sandu.

Yuan Sandu saw this.

The true energy is rolling, and the power of the fire demon is like a tsunami: "The ancient artifact Haotian Tower, I want to see how much power you can display it."

"Fire Demon Palm!!"

Different from before, this time, the Vulcan God Palm condensed by Yuan Sandu almost covered the sky and the sun, and the whole land reflected black and red light.

Sima Wangquan sees this.

The body soared into the air and landed on the spire of the Haotian Tower. The true energy on his body was transported into the Haotian Tower, and the golden light in his hand flowed, and a golden sword appeared in his hand.

Looking at Yuan Sandu: "I naturally know that with my current strength alone, I can't kill you at all, even with the help of ancient artifacts."

This is the fundamental reason.

The difference in strength between him and Yuan Sandu is too great. Although the Haotian Tower is powerful, how much can he display?

It's not that the Haotian Tower is not powerful, but that his strength does not allow it.

Seeing the golden sword in Sima Wangquan's hand, Yuan Sandu narrowed his eyes: "This is it?"

He had a bad guess.

Because the power emanating from the golden sword in Sima Wangquan's hand seems to be stronger than the power of the Haotian Tower.

"That's right!"

"It is the ancient artifact, Xuanyuan Sword!"

Sima Wangquan held the Xuanyuan Sword with both hands, and on the Haotian Tower, the sword volleyed into the air, as if it was about to tear the void in front of him.

Boom~~~~~~~~~!

The Haotian Tower, the golden sword energy and Yuan Sandu's palm prints collided together.

time.

The wind and sand swept the ground, and the sky was full of light!
"Get out!"

Seeing Yu Bo, Yuan Sandu yelled at the devils not far away, but it was still too late.

"Yuan Sandu, I can't control the power of Xuanyuan Sword."

"late!"

The golden sword energy raged around, and even the void was occasionally cracked, not to mention those demons.

One by one was cut in half by the golden sword energy, and the blood was flying all over the sky, really like a slaughterhouse.

"what!"

"No!"

No matter how sharp the golden sword energy was, even those demons could block it, and they were cut off one by one, leaving no vitality.

The wind and sand fell.

The field became quiet.

Everyone looked at Sima Wangquan on the Haotian Tower, and more eyes were on the golden sword in his hand.

Yuan Sandu's condition was not very good at this time, his clothes were ragged, and a bloodstain was drawn on his face. In front of him, the man in the black cloak just now was also a little weak, looking at Sima Wangquan solemnly.

on the city head.

The Jin emperor and the crown prince were also surprised when they saw Sima Wangquan take out the Xuanyuan sword.

"Why does Lao Ba have Xuanyuan Sword?"

"What has he experienced all these years?"

The prince was a little excited: "In this way, there are two ancient artifacts in the hands of the eighth brother, these devils, there is nothing to fear."

Emperor Jin frowned.

"Something is wrong. The power of Xuanyuan Sword just now didn't seem to be used by Lao Ba."

Prince: "Father, what do you mean?"

Emperor Jin shook his head: "It seems that someone sealed it on purpose, and I don't know the details."

The middle-aged man in the black cloak looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in Sima Wangquan's hand.

Showed a piercing smile.

"The power of Xuanyuan Sword doesn't seem to belong to you, does it?"

"Then, hand over the Xuanyuan Sword, so I don't have to kill you, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)