Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 899 Fight to Fame ([-])
Gu Changfeng suddenly pulled Feng Songjie's clothes corner, motioning Feng Songjie to look over.

As soon as Feng Songjie moved his eyes over, he saw a silver long sword in the hand of the Seventh Elder. There were streaks of substantial blue sword energy in the sword body, which reflected the incomparably gorgeous front hall, which also made people feel dizzy cold.All the disciples present thought to themselves that the Seventh Elder is good at using swords, and the sword intent of his practice is even more unparalleled. Even the master can hardly resist. When a sword intent passed, this ghost-faced man pretending to be a god, a devil, and a mysterious man with a face on his face That mask will probably shatter on the spot!
They all shouted excitedly.

"Uncle Seven, kill him!!"

"If you say it, you can definitely make this guy ugly!"

"Uncle Seven, don't show mercy!"

"Give him some color and see."

There was endless cheering and cheering, Gu Changfeng frowned, and glanced at Feng Songjie, Feng Songjie had no intention of cheering Xu Jiu up.

Gu Changfeng also calmly became a melon eater.

Then, under the attention of all the people, Uncle Seven's blue sword intent swelled up all over his body, and he danced a few beautiful sword flowers there, and then a series of substantial sword intents, accompanied by powerful murderous intent, were like lightning As if rushing to the ghost-faced man, a fallen leaf suddenly floated in the air, and the fallen leaves instantly turned into powder under the sword intent. The ghost-faced man whom all the disciples were looking forward to also died tragically under the sword intent.

Feng Songjie's hand holding the water cup was tight, and the other hand subconsciously pressed on Gu Changfeng's thigh. Gu Changfeng cried out incessantly, and took away the bastard's hand.

The two of them witnessed a wonderful scene. When the murderous sword intent rushed to the ghost-masked man, the ghost-masked man in black robes just waved his hand lightly, and the surging killing intent instantly... Dissipated, as if it never existed over average.

The murderous aura in the air disappeared in an instant, making everyone at the scene a little confused, just now? ? ?

Everyone desperately felt the sword intent in the air, but the sword intent was gone.

"Eh……"

"Just now……"

"what happened?"

"I do not know."

"Where is the sword intent?"

"What magic weapon did he use to defend against the sword intent?"

The disciples couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Uncle Seven, who used the most exquisite move in his life, escaped the world for so long, and for the first time, a guy who could practice his hands appeared, and his level was relatively high. In the end, the move he tried his best was blocked by the other party with something Not to mention ripping off the other party's clothes, but not even touching the other party's hair.

It's like waving a fly, raising your hand to slap it casually, and the sword intent is gone.

To shatter his sword intent into nothing, this...

Uncle Qi's face suddenly became ugly, his most proud move was so easy, he seemed a little embarrassed.

Head Xuan Ting, the other elders, and Uncle Thirteen all looked a little more surprised, how did they defend against Lao Qi's sword intent?
"What kind of evil trick did you just use!!"

Evil door!

This word is used very well.

Everyone felt that the scene just now was so fucking evil.

Seventh Junior Brother's move, even the head of the sect, had to work hard to take that move, but in the end, it was easily dispelled by the man with the ghost face in front of him, and it was useless.

How can this not be shocking.

Zhuifeng and Lingyun knew that the man with the ghost mask was the ninth master of Xianlemen. Before, they thought that the ninth master was just gentle and clean. At this moment, they were greatly stimulated.

Well, so strong.

(End of this chapter)