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"Drunkard!"

A group of people ran to protect the drinker.

The drinker's chest was hurt by the blood eating sword and made a big cut,

the blood was flowing.

Fortunately, he is such a strong man that he would have died long ago.

Shen Tianlong's sword blocks most of his lethal power, otherwise the drunkard will be hard to resist this sword.

The drunkard covered his chest and tried not to let the blood flow out.

The doctor quickly took the medicine and sprinkled it on him to stop the bleeding.

Lingfeng Taoist priest falls from the air, and the black sword returns to the scabbard.

A pair of eyes full of irony.

Old Cheng came out and locked his eyes on the sword in his opponent's hand. "Do you dare to show your sword?"

Lingfeng Taoist priest laughed, "light on light, I have nothing to worry about."

"This is taijixuan sword, the treasure of our school."

Old Cheng said, "full of nonsense, it's clear that it's a bloody sword. You killed the people of Tangmen

"Hahaha -- hahaha --"

Taoist priest Ling Feng laughed a lot.

"What a nine ethnic group of Donghua. Is your ability to point out the deer as the horse, top down the black and white, and confuse right and wrong?"

"Amitabha!"

Master Wuhen came out and said, "monks don't lie. The sword in the donor's hand is the blood eating sword taken from the Buddha of our temple."

Even master Wuhen said so, and the people were even more surprised to see Taoist priest Ling Feng and others.

Old Cheng said, "it turns out that you have already taken refuge in the ten directions. No wonder you can't find them all the time."

"It's you

Lingfeng said haughtily, "so what? The Qin family has been in charge of ancient martial arts for more than 2000 years. It's time to retire. "

"I'm afraid it's up to you whether you want to return today or not."

He swung his sword, "because all of you have to die!"

The old beggar said, "if you want to destroy the nine nationalities, it depends on whether you have this ability!"

"Chatter, chatter -"

suddenly, strange laughter came from the sky.

It's gloomy. It sounds creepy.

They all looked up and saw a group of people coming from the top of the mountain.

There are dozens of people.

There are so many strong people here again, and everyone is a little nervous.

Chen Buyi saw the strong people falling over, and his face was even more frightened.

This group of people soon fell across from the nine ethnic groups. They all had strange faces and looks.

The minimum age is also over 40 or 50.

Headed by a strong man with fiery red hair, he is big and muscular.

Fierce face, hands holding a pair of serrated flywheel.

When Taoist priest Ling Feng and others saw these powerful people, they all called respectfully, "see the holy king!"

Holy king?

In front of you, these strong people are all from ten directions. There are so many strong people on the other side. Mr. Cheng and others secretly calculate that they are hard to resist with their own strength.

I don't know when the little Lord will arrive?

The old beggar asked, "who are you?"

"Chatter -"

the king of the Golden Wheel burst into a strange smile, "it's really boring, the people of the nine nationalities are so ignorant."

"Listen, I'm the king of the golden wheel, one of the twelve helmsman

Hold the grass!

How could the world of ten have such a huge power?

Two demons, four Dharma protectors, eight saints, twelve helmsman!

It's just a holy king. Even Taoist priest Ling Feng has to pay homage. What kind of role do Taoist priest Ling Feng play in the world?

Everyone was shocked.

"Now you understand? There are so many strong people under the throne. Do you want me to do it myself? "

He looked at Lingfeng and others coldly, and said, "as one of the twelve helmsman under the throne of the emperor, he is so incompetent."

"What are you doing? Shall I do it myself? "

It turns out that Taoist priest Ling Feng is only one of the twelve helmsman under the throne of the emperor.

Some people are even more surprised. A helmsman is so powerful.

The strength should be above the intermediate level of the heaven level. Isn't this more powerful holy King more terrifying?

Looking at the nine ethnic groups, no one can compete with him.

Lingfeng Taoist priest also dare not reply, should voice, "is!"

He waved his sword and said, "let's go together!"

As the leader of the Wulin alliance, the leader in his thirties and the strong fight together.

All the people of the nine nationalities were attacked one after another.

On Mr. Cheng's side, only Cheng Xueyi and Hua Linglong have been injured.

Other people's strength is not too strong, most of them are not in the heaven level.But the other party had already killed him, and they did not dare to hesitate.

Chen Bin yelled angrily, pulled out his gun and said, "bang bang -"

kill a few weak ones first.

Sure enough, there are several strong men who have just entered the ranks of the earth. Before they rush over, they are killed by Chen Bin.

It seems that kitchen knives are useful sometimes.

When Taoist Ling Feng saw Chen Bin, he pulled out his sword and chopped it.

"Get out of the way!"

Master wuhui pulls Chen Bin and throws him among the monks.

Master wuhui is not ambiguous.

He had a fight with the masked man. Taoist priest Ling Feng is the masked man.

Whether he is or not, he has a blood eating sword in his hand. He can't be wrong.

But at this moment, someone noticed a young man next to the king.

With a cold face, holding the same black sword.

The two swords are so similar.

Cheng Lao shouts, "everyone, be careful. They have blood eating sword and demon feeling sword."

"Try not to have a head-on collision!"

Even Shen Tianlong's sword was cut off by the blood eating sword. How dare Mr. Cheng be careless?

At this time, Cheng Xueyi, Hua Linglong and others fight against the strong men in the world.

A big war started in Chiba temple.

The king of the Golden Wheel led a group of strong people and stood by coldly, but he didn't mean to do it.

For a moment, the sword was shining, and the murderous spirit soared to the sky.

Swords flitted across the sky and fell on the main hall.

WOW!

A corner of the main hall was almost completely destroyed.

Master wuhui leads the monk to rush over and form an array.

All the martial monks, all with eyebrow short stick, form a big array, and fight against the ten strong in heaven and earth.

Cheng Xueyi, Hua Linglong and other young strong men fight hard to kill the enemy.

But the other side of the people far more than their own side, next to the king of the golden wheel, those people in the covetous.

If they join the fight, the nine ethnic groups will not be able to support them.

the young man named qiangfei is next to him.

He has a cold face, and the black sword points to the sky and pours on Cheng Xueyi.

"Let's die. Today I'm going to let the blood sacrifice sword of your nine nationalities!"

When the magic sword comes out, the evil spirit is awe inspiring.

It's murderous.

Cheng Xueyi long sleeve dance, a long white belt condensed into a sword.

The sword tip shakes and stabs at the devil.

The sword is the devil's feeling, and the man is also the devil's feeling.

The indifferent young man, sword in one, came with a cold light.

Dang -

the two swords meet and emit a long clear sound.

The devil's emotion was shocked, and his anger was overwhelming.

With the power of the enchanted love sword, I couldn't kill a girl?

The king of the golden wheel also frowned and cried out, "this girl is alive for me!"