The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

Ao Junxie raised the long sword in his hand, his eyes wandered around the sword, and said:

"As a condition for you to take us to the top of the Black Rock Peak, I am willing to return the Chilong Sword to the evil place!"

Ao Junxie's words made Wu Mian and his subordinates hardly believe their ears again.

"What you said is true? Are you really willing to give up the Chilong Sword? Do you know that this is a unparalleled magic weapon!"

"Haha! A gentleman keeps his promises. In order to save the same people, what is a mere sword! Take it!" [

Ao Junxie turned the long sword in his hand, turned his head, and handed the hilt to Wumian.

After a long time, Wumian was finally convinced that the other party was serious.Only then slowly stretched out his hand and took the Chilong Sword.He nodded slightly towards Ao Junxie.

"For the sake of some irrelevant people of the same clan, you are willing to give up such a magic soldier. Uh...you will be a good leader!"

Wumian put away the Chilong Sword, suddenly remembered something, and after passing by Ao Junxie, whispered:

"If I'm not wrong, you are definitely not an ordinary martial arts martial artist, but you have the style of a general. People from the evil land have never been interested in the Fengyun Continent. However, I really want to know now, which country are you from?" Man, what is his identity?"

Ao Junxie smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and said softly:

"When it's necessary, you know it yourself!"

After all, he has pulled up the madness, and together with Ming Qianhe Xiaobao, walked towards the entrance of the temple hall...

When the three of them were striding towards the entrance of the temple of Xiezhi Village, those black-clothed ancient warriors who were arrogant and menacing, moved aside respectfully and tremblingly.

At this moment, even Ao Junxie who has handed over the Chilong Sword, in their view, is full of inviolable domineering aura.

"What are you waiting for?"

Ao Junxie stood at the door, stopped in his tracks, and turned his back to the black-clothed disciple of Xie Land, as well as the sect master Wumian.

"Just take us back to the Black Rock Peak!"

Ao Junxie roared in a low and majestic manner, as if he was giving an order to this group of black-clothed ancient warriors.

Wumian put away the red dragon long sword in her hand, her brows were furrowed, and there was a heavy hesitation on her face.

From the moment this Fengyun Continent's spiritual power fighters stepped into the inner layer of the Primordial Forest, they had already decided to turn the world upside down, and to turn the already chaotic situation into a stormy sea again.

It was only at this moment that Wu Mian realized: Ao Junxie, that arrogant spiritual warrior, was serious from the beginning.Hand over the Chilong Sword, go back to the Black Rock Peak, and face the most powerful force here... Everything is under the control of this group of people.

Wumian knows that as long as he leads the three warriors from Fengyun Continent to open this door, it will bring an irreversible and unknown fate to the people of the entire evil land. , no one can tell!

After all, just now, in that illusory prehistoric illusion, two ancient races have disappeared! [

Even so, a faint belief flowing in Wu Mian's heart still drove him to take a step forward towards Ao Junxie and his party.

"Okay! Since you insist on this, it seems that the people of the evil land can't stop you! However, in front of them, the combined strength of the few of you is negligible. If you want to rescue the captured Fengyun Continent Warrior, I'm afraid it's not realistic at all..."