Martial arts fanatic

Chapter 876 This sword will never retreat
Your sister... The words of the man in white made Qian Rumeng infinitely messy, and the hearts of the others were also like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past, messy, and even crazy.

Putting on the holy soldier will increase the power of your sword accordingly, so what a fart it is to wear.

Immediately, Qian Rumeng gave the man in white a hard look, and then stepped aside.

The others also retreated a hundred meters away.

Regarding this, the man in white just smiled slightly, then looked at Long Xiaobao and said, "Can we start?"

"Um!!"

Long Xiaobao nodded, clenched the soldier's long sword in his hand, ready to receive the sword from the man in white.

"In that case, take the sword!!"

As soon as the words fell, the man in white looked serious, and then he stretched out his right arm, and then raised it.

At this minute, at this second, the man in white was no longer the gentle and elegant scholar before, but looked like a god of unrivaled death stained with the blood of countless people.

The sword comes out, the magic changes!
"Om!!"

In an instant, starting from the tip of his right hand, countless heaven and earth vitality instantly condensed into a transparent long sword.

The sword is three feet and seven inches long.

The cold light, the endless murderous intent.

hum!hum!hum!
Between the sky and the earth, sword cries sounded instantly, causing everyone's hearts to shake uncontrollably. Long Xiaobao could clearly feel that the ground soldier's long sword in his hand was trembling uncontrollably at this moment, as if he was afraid half.

With one sword out, ten thousand swords are subdued.

This feeling made Long Xiaobao tremble.

"brush!!"

But at this moment, the man in white waved his right hand, and in an instant, the long sword formed by the condensed energy of heaven and earth in his hand instantly turned into a ray of cold light, directly attacking Long Xiaobao.

The sword was like lightning, and where it passed, a hair-like crack appeared in the space.

"Fuck!!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the distance was shocked, and Qian Rumeng even yelled: "Little white face in white clothes, stop it for grandma, what the hell are you...is this called a state of suppression? Is this also a state of suppression?"

"Stop it, stop it quickly."

It's a pity that there is no turning back arrow when the bow is drawn, and how can it be retracted after the sword has been drawn.

Immediately, everyone looked at Long Xiaobao one after another:

"Little Treasure, what are you still doing in a daze? Run, you can't catch this sword at all."

"Little Treasure, run..."

"What kind of bullshit is the supreme inheritance, this is murder at all, we don't want Xiaobao, let's give up..."

The cries one after another resounded in Long Xiaobao's ears, but Long Xiaobao ignored them. Seeing the attacking sword coming from ahead, he gritted his teeth and clenched his long sword tightly.

The next second... Long Xiaobao swung his sword.

Heaven-killing sword.

Meet the sword with the sword.

"call out!!"

The three-zhang sword light directly hit the white-clothed man's sword, and the momentum was like a sharp arrow leaving the string.

In an instant, the two swords collided.

"boom!!"

The sword condensed by Long Xiaobao's heaven-level martial arts was like tofu. It was instantly shattered by the sword of the man in white, and then disappeared instantly. However, the sword of the man in white was not affected in any way, and he continued to kill Long Xiaobao quickly. Come.

"what?"

Seeing this scene, Long Xiaobao was shocked.

The others were also horrified.

"Shhhhhh!!"

But at this moment, that originally lonely sword turned into a hundred and eight swords in an instant.

One hundred and eight swords directly attacked Long Xiaobao.

If Ye Bufan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance how similar the sword of the man in white is to the three sword qi Dao Wuya gave him back then.

At that time, he just instantly killed the saint who wanted to escape from the Sun family with just such a sword energy.

One sword kills the saint.

This is definitely not a sword that Long Xiaobao can resist.

Seeing the one hundred and eight swords getting closer, feeling the coldness of the one hundred and eight swords, feeling the invincibility of the one hundred and eight swords, Long Xiaobao suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed:
"Senior, you are right. There are thousands of paths in life, and we can only choose one after all."

"It's better to give it a go instead of just trying to survive."

"Whether it's right or wrong, as long as you have a clear conscience, it doesn't matter if you kill your brother and your father!!"

"I, Long Ming from the Long Family."

"I want to avenge my father."

"I want to avenge my mother."

"I want to avenge my sister."

"I want to avenge myself."

"I want to use my absolute strength to return to Tianwaitian. I want Longquan Village to pay in blood, and I want the Long family to stay."

"What you owe me, I want you to repay a thousand times."

"This sword..."

"I will not retreat even if I die!!"

The cold wind blows, and the long hair flutters.

The 11-year-old boy vented everything in his heart in a way that was almost roaring.

When the words fall, the sword moves.

"Shhhhhh!!"

81 sharp swords stood erect around Long Xiaobao's body, defending himself with all his strength, and at the same time he slashed out two consecutive swords.

Hunyuan Sword and Shield, Heaven Punishing Sword.

In an instant, the two Heaven Rank Martial Skills were displayed at the same time, and the speed exceeded the limit, just to fight with all their strength.

In the distance, Ye Fu, Ye Wang, Ye Shuang... Everyone's ears kept ringing with Long Xiaobao's hysterical roar, but they were already dumbfounded.

They only found out today that Long Xiaobao's real name is Long Ming.

Only today did they know that Long Xiaobao came from Heaven Beyond Heaven.

It was also today that they realized that Long Xiaobao was carrying a blood feud.

An 11-year-old boy, how many things has he carried?How much pain did you endure?
"Shhhhhh!!"

The man in white struck with one hundred and eight swords, and Long Xiaobao slashed out with two swords.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Long Xiaobao's two swords were annihilated, and the man in white kept killing with one hundred and eight swords.

Seeing this scene, Nie Ziyi and others were shocked, this sword dragon Xiaobao couldn't stop it at all.

"Xiaobao, get out of the way."

"Run..."

"Little Treasure, without his inheritance, we have other inheritances, so give it up quickly."

... There were shouts and persuasion voices again and again, but Long Xiaobao ignored them.

This sword will never retreat even in death.

Looking at the one hundred and eight swords, Long Xiaobao's immature face was unprecedentedly firm and resolute.

One hundred and eight swords have arrived.

Long Xiaobao waved his long sword and attacked with all his strength.

It's a pity... "Bang bang bang!!"

The moment the soldier's long sword in his hand collided with the one hundred and eight swords, he didn't even hold on for a second before the sword body collapsed and instantly turned into countless fragments.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Afterwards, the Hunyuan sword shield composed of 81 swords around him also shattered instantly.

The next second... "Puff puff!!"

The one hundred and eight swords' killing power continued unabated, piercing through Long Xiaobao's body in an instant.

Arms, legs, body... all over the body, blood arrows shot out one after another, dyeing Long Xiaobao's coat red in an instant.

"boom!!"

With a muffled sound, Long Xiaobao fell to the ground.

"Do not……"

Seeing this scene, Ye Fu and others exclaimed, and more than 2000 people rushed towards Long Xiaobao in an instant.

(End of this chapter)