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

Unexpectedly, Suo Wenming was a long-time Jianghu after all, and when Ming Qianhe, Ao Junxie, and Feng Qingkuang attacked one after another like a storm, he did not panic. www>

Just when Qingkuang's palm force was released, he turned around suddenly, turned his entire back towards him, swiped the Chilong Sword in his hand repeatedly, and chopped all the five or six spirit emperor's power from Ao Junxie into pieces.

There were a few muffled bangs, which exploded on Suo Wenming's back.A dim green light flickered, and there was the humming of strings in the air.It made Qing Kuang feel astonished.

It turned out that Suo Wenming was scheming and had already made preparations. While wielding the Chilong Sword in his hand to fight against Ming Qianhe's master and apprentice, he also pressed the Xianmoqin against his back as a defense!

This time, Qingkuang's ancient martial arts palm strength was completely absorbed by the weapon in his hand! [

Two figures fell heavily, Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie, under the incomparable power of the Chilong Sword, could not get close with bare hands, and Suo Wenming had already repelled them one by one.

Seeing this, Mu Liufeng was about to draw his sword out, but Ming Qianhe grabbed him and shook his head at him, signaling him not to go forward to die.

Ao Junxie and Qing Kuang had just got up from the ground, and before they could stand still, the sword energy in Suo Wenming's hand was already rushing aggressively.

"Get out of the way!"

Ming Qianhe yelled, grabbed Qingkuang with a palm, and pushed it to the side with all his strength, at the same time, the horizontal sword blocked Ao Junxie.

With a crisp sound of ding, a strong force like a thousand ton's weight suddenly hit the long sword in Ming Qianhe's hand.

In an instant, fragments flew across.

Ming Qianhe turned pale with fright, and backed away again and again. When he looked at his hand again, the shining sword had been shattered into pieces, leaving only a bare hilt...

Suo Wenming slowly raised the dark red long sword in his hand, staring greedily at it with light blue eyes.

"The Chilong ancient sword... is worthy of being the artifact of the prehistoric dragon clan! Only the masters of my Temple of Light are qualified to use such a magical thing!

Ming Qianhe, Ao Junxie, the three of you don't even have a single weapon, why should you continue to fight this old man? !Obediently suffer! "

Suo Wenming stared fiercely at Ming Qianhe, and his steps were slowly approaching like a god of death.

"Also... and I, Mu Liufeng!"

Suo Wenming had just taken two steps, and beside him, a middle-aged man rushed out with his sword drawn.

"Teacher Mu Liufeng, be careful!"

Ao Junxie yelled, but it was too late, Mu Liufeng had already rushed to Suo Wenming's body in a blink of an eye, and just stabbed out with a sword.

Suo Wenming didn't even look at him, the hand that wasn't holding the sword just waved lightly, and with a bang, Mu Liufeng flew far away like a leaf falling in the wind, with a bang, the person and the sword were heavy. fell to the ground.

"Things that don't know how to live or die! It's a waste of the old man's trust in you! Mu Liufeng, even Ao Junxie and Feng Qingkuang can only be captured now, what are you!"

Mu Liufeng was seriously injured and fell to the ground. He tried a few times in a row, trying to stand up again, but he didn't succeed. [

Suo Wenming's hunched figure slowly walked in front of Ao Junxie, pointing his sword at him.A cold voice sounded:

"Ao Junxie, you have the power of the peak of the Spirit Emperor, and this old man also has it. Perhaps your master didn't tell you that within the Spirit Emperor, at the same level, the outcome is determined by artifacts. Now, you don't even have the Chilong ancient sword. , why fight with me?