I Have Countless Swords

Seeing that Uncle Han was so rampant, everyone was furious.

Zhao Congjian gritted his teeth, raised his sword and charged towards Han Shenbo again, but before he touched Han Shenbo, he was blown back by a fan.

Han Shenbo's iron fan was obviously not an ordinary weapon. Under one fan, the strong wind whistled, and even Jiang Xue, Bei Xiaowangjian and others couldn't help but take out magical tools to resist.

Zhao Congjian, who was already seriously injured, fell to the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth.

"too weak."

Uncle Han shook his head, his tone changed, and he said with a sneer, "If Xiao Jinghong was here, he might be able to fight against me. Unfortunately, this kid has already fallen into the hands of the Sword Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and you will never have the chance to see him again."

Everyone didn't answer, they were all thinking about how to deal with him.

Han Shenbo pouted, secretly saying that it is really boring.

He immediately closed the fan and asked, "When will Jianshen Zhou come back? After I defeat him, I still have important things to do, so I don't want to waste time."

Huang Lian snorted coldly, and said, "It's as if you were passing by unintentionally, don't you want to step on our master?"

"My master is No. 1 on the Great Zhou Fengyun List, and you are only No. 1 on the Heroes and Heroes List. The gap is so big that you have no idea?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Shenbo's face instantly turned gloomy.

No matter how high the ranking of the Great Zhou Xiongying Ranking is, it is only the younger generation.

On the other hand, the Big Week Billboard competes with the people of the world, and the gold content of the two is completely incomparable.

Who is the powerful person who dominates Zhou Fengyun?

"Humph! When your master comes back, you will understand who is..."

Han Shenbo hummed, his tone implying murderous intent.

Although he is No. 1 on the Great Zhou Heroes List, he has never entered the top ten on the Great Zhou Billboard.

The top ten on the Billboard have all done earth-shattering events.

Although Han Shenbo is strong, he has not done much.

Too strong, he can't beat it.

The weak and famous, he cannot afford to offend.

call out!

At this moment, a broken sound came, interrupting Han Shenbo's words.

He tilted his head subconsciously, and the Wind Slashing Sword passed by his ear.

Clang!

The Wind Slashing Sword fell in front of Zhao Congjian.

Seeing this sword, Zhao Congjian was immediately excited.

The same is true for Jiang Xue and others.

"What a sharp sword!"

Uncle Han was secretly startled, and immediately guessed who was coming.

He turned around and looked, only to see Zhou Xuanji holding up his sword and stepping into the air.

Bailong Yujinyi hunts with the wind, with an extraordinary bearing, like a sword fairy.

Zhou Xuanji was expressionless, looking at Han Shenbo's eyes, full of murderous aura.

"Are you the Sword God Zhou?"

Han Shenbo asked, his eyes shining brightly.

Finally you are here!

He immediately introduced himself: "I am Da Zhou Xiongying..."

Zhou Xuanji took an eight-sword step and came to him, and the Split Sky Emperor Sword slashed.

hateful!

Han Shenbo cursed in his heart, I haven't finished my words yet!

He subconsciously waved the iron fan to resist, and with a bang, his right arm was shaken numbly, and was directly smashed out by Zhou Xuanji's sword.

Zhou Xuanji said coldly: "Dare to bully my sword slave, even if you are the king of heaven, you will be beaten!"

After he finished speaking, divine swords appeared around him out of thin air.

Red Dragon Sword, Cold Wave Sword, Bloody Sword, Tiger Roaring Sword, Slaughtering Pig Sword, Jinyan Sword, Tianyin Sword, Daqian Hades Sword, Afterimage Sword, Thunder Sword, Invisible Sword, Angry Ape Sword, Chopping Chicken Sword, Waterproof sword, flying eagle sword, suction sword, ghost curse sword, broken chapter sword!

Eighteen divine swords, all pointing to Han Shenbo.

He directly used the Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Art, and every divine sword was entangled with the dragon-shaped sword energy.

As soon as Han Shenbo stabilized his body, eighteen divine swords came to kill him.

Even the Zhanfeng Sword in front of Zhao Congjian rose from the ground and killed Uncle Han.

This time, Han Shenbo was besieged by nineteen divine swords, and he was instantly at a disadvantage and was caught off guard.

The red dragon sword sent out the dragon soul and surrounded Shenbo Han, and the thunder sword exploded with thunder, forcing Shenbo Han to dodge left and right.

Other Divine Swords also showed their prowess.

Zhou Xuanji looked at it, and with a move with his right hand, the broken chapter sword flew back to his hand.

The stone-level divine sword is too weak.

It is easy to be broken by Han Shenbo's iron fan.

Han Shenbo has exquisite skills, and was besieged by many divine swords. He was still uninjured, but judging from his posture, he was obviously reluctant.

"How is it possible... these swords..."

Han Shenbo was horrified, he felt that he was besieged by eighteen sword cultivators with superb swordsmanship.

Several of the swords were of a higher grade than the iron fan in his hand.

He was suddenly nervous and didn't dare to take it lightly.

Zhou Jianshen is really strong!

"With the two swords in the master's hand, he can already control twenty swords at the same time?"

Bei Xiaowangjian widened his eyes and muttered to himself.

Zhou Xuanji didn't usually practice swords very much, but he didn't expect the progress to be so exaggerated.

Jiang Xue looked surprised, Huang Lianxin and the little black snake had been petrified.

Zhao Congjian stared at the battle with a burning gaze, he forgot the pain in his body, he just felt very excited.

Even if he works hard, the gap with Zhou Xuanji is still widening.

Instead, he felt full of fighting spirit!

Such a kendo master is worthy of his following!

Zhou Xuanji put the broken chapter sword into the supreme library, and came to Han Shenbo in one footstep, and cast six sword shadows.

Han Shenbo's pressure is even greater.

He felt that his opponent was not a Zhou Jianshen.

It was a group of Sword Gods Zhou!

He almost collapsed, how could he fight?

If it wasn't for his cultivation base being higher than Zhou Xuanji, he would probably be instantly killed.

The 10,000-pound Sky Splitting Emperor Sword slashed one after another, and every time he received the sword from the front, it would make his arm go numb.

Looking closely, his mouth was already dripping with blood.

After ten breaths, Han Shenbo was injured.

After twenty breaths, Han Shenbo lost his right hand and had to hold the fan with his left.

He cast various spells, but still couldn't break through the siege of the Divine Sword.

Thirty breaths later.

Han Shenbo's left hand was also abolished. When Tie Fan let go, Zhou Xuanji and Liudao Jianyingshen cast the Sanyuan Juemai sword together.

The sword energy drowned Han Shenbo, and screams came from his mouth, echoing in the mountains and fields.

The meridian was broken, leaving him instantly powerless.

Eighteen swords pierced into his body from different directions, tying him into a hedgehog.

thump!

Han Shenbo knelt in front of Zhou Xuanji weakly, covered in blood.

His face was pale, his eyes were blank, and he muttered: "Impossible...impossible..."

How can there be such a perverted sword cultivator in the world...

In front of Wanjianlongjue, he felt so helpless.

Zhou Xuanji raised the Sky Splitting Emperor Sword, and the tip of the sword rested on Han Shenbo's forehead, preventing him from falling to the ground.

Han Shenbo's forehead was pierced, and blood flowed down the blade.

The screen seems to freeze.

Han Shenbo, who was covered with eighteen divine swords, knelt in front of Zhou Xuanji, his forehead was pressed against the Emperor Sword of Splitting Sky, Zhao Congjian and the others were short of breath.

They knew that Zhou Xuanji was stronger than Han Shenbo, but they didn't expect such a big difference.

You must know that Zhou Xuanji has not yet displayed the possession of the Pluto.

too strong!

Zhou Xuanji scorned Han Shenbo and said, "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The cold murderous aura made Han Shenbo feel like a cold cellar~www.readwn.com~ He subconsciously said: "I want to live..."

He was less than a hundred years old and ranked No. 1 on the Great Zhouxiong Heroes Ranking, which was the highlight of his life.

How can I die like this?

He is not reconciled!

"But I want you to die."

Zhou Xuanji said calmly, and when he turned his right hand, the tip of the Sky Splitting Emperor's Sword followed, like an electric drill, causing Han Shenbo's forehead to feel heart-piercing pain.

The pain made Han Shenbo more sober.

He endured the humiliation and gritted his teeth: "As long as you spare my life, I am willing to be a bull and a horse... I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Zhou Xuanji waved his left hand, and a paper and ink brush appeared in front of Han Shenbo.

Han Shenbo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his smile was bitter and reluctant.

"Write down the conditions that can make my heart move, and put a **** handprint on it."

Zhou Xuanji said slowly, it would be a waste if the first place on the Great Zhouxiong Heroes List just died.

Han Shenbo raised his right hand with difficulty, trembling non-stop.

...

half a month later.

Zhou Xuanji was lying on the grass with a weed in his mouth.

Uncle Han pressed his leg for him, looking ingratiatingly, and asked, "Master, how's this strength... how?"

He was sealed by the emperor's lotus heart, and Zhao Congjian cast spells, so he could no longer mobilize his spiritual power, and now he is equivalent to a waste.

In order to survive, he could only survive.

Not only did he have to serve Zhou Xuanji, he also had to obey the orders of others.

Zhou Xuanji nodded slightly, but did not speak.

He is waiting!

Because he turns fifteen today!

Zhou Xuanji did not reply, Han Shenbo could only concentrate on pressing his legs and rubbing his shoulders.

after awhile.

Zhou Xuanji suddenly sat up, so frightened that Uncle Han quickly put his hand away.

"It is detected that the sword master has reached the age of fifteen, and the random lottery starts!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the sword master for winning..."