The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 1282 Jiang Xiulong

"I will take the trouble to kill this child at the fastest speed, so as not to have a long night dream." The old man not far away, he mixed in the crowd.

Even Xu Feng can hardly feel his existence.

He is the strongman of the Magic Road, Jiang Xiulong.

Eight Pin Lingzun’s peak is repaired.

If it weren't for the arrangement of the Lord of the Magic, the Snow Demon, it would be impossible for him to come to such a place, just to kill a negligible boy.

However, he came to find this kid named Xu Feng, but he had to be treated with caution.

Just because of this kid, I actually killed the existence of the Eight Spirits.

Although he can see that the eight-person spirit of the warrior is not very strong.

However, the second cultivar is the best, but it can kill the Eight Spirits, which is shocking enough.

He also finally understood why the Snow Magic Emperor must have he personally remove the second son.

Such a genius, if left unchecked, will be unimaginable.

Oops!

As the quaint gates of the Peach Blossom Pub opened, there was a burst of music in the air, and the sound was so quiet.

The blood and blood of Xu Feng's body became quiet. The fire and kittens on his shoulders were drowsy, and many people were intoxicated on their faces.

"Ha ha ha ... This clear heart and good curse is really vivid, far-reaching." At this time, a very handsome laugh came.

In the sky, a figure in a white shirt appeared on the second floor of the Peach Blossom Pub, so he sat down near the window.

Xu Feng looked at the figure, his face changed slightly, and his heart said: "What happened? Why do I feel the breath of the other party, and I have a familiar feeling."

"How come you come again? I said, Peach Blossom Tavern does not welcome you." The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and a cold voice came.

"Oh... this peach pub has been a rule since ancient times. I want to come here to drink, why can't I come?" the young man said.

"Hey, my peach pub has no wine today..." The voice of the woman’s voice was heard, and it seemed that she hated it.

"No wine?"

The voice of the youth sounded, and he said with confidence: "How could there be no wine? Today I am brewing for the five hundred years of peach blossoms."

"In any case, this peach blossom is brewing today. In any case, I have to fill my jug with me, otherwise I will not leave, see how you close the door."

The young man actually played with helplessness, which made the woman’s piano sound more annoyed: "How can you be so helpless?"

"Between the heavens and the earth, three things are the best, the sword, the wine, the beauty is the pursuit of a lifetime, what is nothing to say." The young man talked.

......

Oh...

Xu Feng was standing there. He suddenly felt a cold breath rushing toward his back, and the fierce wind stabbed his back with severe pain.

He suddenly showed a cold killing in his eyes. He didn't expect the other party to do it at this time, and he really didn't feel it.

Oh!

He suddenly turned his body, so that the back was cut by a cold sword, and the back of the dead man was directly cut, and his body of the spirit of the gods could not be stunned.

The blood on his back continued to flow. His whole person rolled over ten meters directly on the ground, and his body stopped. His face was ugly.

"Ah... someone killed..."

Among the crowd, there was a burst of exclamation.

Xu Feng stood up, his face was a little pale, he stared at the opposite old man, the breath of the other side, unfathomable.

It turned out to be the strongman of the eight-pronged spirit, and the most important thing is that the long sword in the hands of the old man, all of which radiated a dark light, horrible.

"Well? It's a bit interesting. I don't think I can meet such a thing here. The eight-pronged spirits of the peaks deal with the peaks of the two spirits, and the other party actually did not die?"

On the second floor of the Peach Blossom Pub, the young man sitting by the window, he didn't even look back.

I don't know when, there are two pots of wine on the table in front of him, and the fragrance is full.

The young man has a strong smile on his face. He is also welcome, and drinks it with a jug.

......

"Who are you? I don't seem to know you, why should I shoot for me?" Xu Feng stared at the opposite old man, and his current strength is not weak.

However, the old man in front of him is not the ordinary eight-pronged spirit, but the strongest of the eight-pronged spirit, and the most important thing is that the other's swordsmanship is also very clear.

The old man looked at Xu Feng with a bit of surprise. He smiled and said: "You can't think of the young man who is able to withstand the spirit of the old man. You are really proud enough."

"Surely you have to die, I will let you die and understand. I am the emperor of the magic gate, Jiang Xiulong, ordered to chase you." Jiang Xiulong said.

Xu Feng’s face suddenly changed. He said ridiculously: “Hey, it seems that you are really not letting me out of the magic gate. Does Snow Magic really think you can kill me?”

Jiang Xiulong looked at Xu Feng's confident look. If he didn't know that Xu Feng had killed the Eight Spirits, he would definitely mock each other.

Of course, Xu Feng was not put in his eyes. He smiled and said: "Boy, I am more than enough to kill you. If you fight before, I am afraid that the spiritual power has not recovered yet."

"Boy, the old man is too lazy to talk nonsense with you, give me to die." Jiang Xiulong grabbed the long sword inside his hand, and his heart broke out with four and a half swords.

His swordsmanship is very fast, and the world's martial arts will not break.

His sword slammed and carried a strong breath, sweeping straight toward Xu Feng's neck.

Many people are shocked by this scene.

This sword is too strong, and the kid who is the second master of the spirit is probably not an opponent.

"Ah... I can't think of Xu Feng's little brother who has provoked such a powerful enemy. What should I do?" The middle-aged man not far away is a bit ugly.

He knew that he couldn't intervene at all. He could only add chaos to Xu Feng.

Seeing the attack of Jiang Xiulong's long sword, the golden light of Xu Feng broke out, the double angry sea and the twelve spiritual veins floated at the same time, and the spiritual power of the body flowed completely.

I saw him punching out with a boxing fist and heading toward Jiang Xiulong’s long sword.

laugh!

With the collision of the golden fist and the long sword, the violent waves spread in all directions, and the onlookers were attacked and flew out.

However, the Peach Blossom Tavern is still there, and it seems that the wind has no effect on the Peach Blossom Pub.

Xu Feng's entire feet slid continuously on the ground. He was directly slammed out by a sword and went out for more than ten meters. The internal organs were slightly shaking, and his face became ugly.

(End of this chapter)