Chapter 810, Sword Intent Showdown

The madman is here.

And there are ten people, all of whom don't want to die.

Fatty Lei stretched out his palm to signal everyone to stop, his eyebrows moved, and his mind was released carefully, his face sank slightly, and he looked at Xuanyuanyi and nodded lightly, "People are inside."

Suddenly.

Xuanyuan Yi moved first, and the Juque Sword flew in.

The door was overturned directly, and the two guards next to it were directly crushed into pieces by the sword energy released from the Juque sword, and there was no sound at all.

"boom!"

"Boom..."

"what……"

a scream!

"Successful?"

The expressions of everyone changed secretly, and they all looked at Fatty Lei.

Fatty Lei's thoughts moved again, his face changed, showing a look of shock, and he muttered: "Dead? It's so easy? Impossible..."

In an instant.

Fatty Lei's heart trembled, and he secretly shouted, "Oops!"

at this time.

A figure was suspended in the air, with a sneer of disdain and contempt in his eyes, and said, "I didn't go to you, but you came to me, it seems that your fate is doomed to die in my hands."

Murong Wanjian is here!

No one sensed when he appeared behind them.

Fatty Lei glanced at the dead man in the room, then turned his eyes and looked at Murong Wanjian, who was invincible in the sky, and said, "Why use a substitute? And he also blessed that person with his own spiritual sense, Murong Wanjian. Wan Jian, you are such a coward."

Xuanyuan Yi received the Juque sword and said slightly, "Let me try it first, I want to experience his true dragon sword spirit!"

was discovered.

Then there is no need for a sneak attack.

It is very difficult to sneak attack on the Supreme Emperor Xuandi itself. The sword he just made was just tentative. If there were such an easy to kill Emperor Xuandi, then there must be no Supreme Emperor Xuandi in this world.

Several people around also came up.

King Kong smiled contemptuously and said: "He is Murong Wanjian, he is not half as handsome as the boss, he looks like a dog, he looks like a fool, and he is completely incomparable with the boss, so he will be treated by such a person. Inheriting the blood of the real dragon, it must have been the real dragon that shot in the wrong direction at that time, hahaha…”

"Hahaha……"

The crowd laughed.

Only Leng Hanshuang had seen Murong Wanjian here.

She knew something about Murong Wanjian, her face darkened, and she reminded: "Everyone, be careful, he is very vicious."

Yun Ling, Yun Yi giggled and said, "I think Big Niu is right, he is really not comparable to Big Brother Luo Tian, ​​he is not as good as Big Brother Luo Tian at all, Big Brother Luo Tian can't be beaten overnight. Oh."

Leng Hanshuang blushed and reminded: "You two sisters don't know how to be ashamed, so let's talk about it."

The poisonous widow's eyes lit up, and she took over the topic and said, "The official Luo Tian must be strong, from the first time I saw him, I knew he was very strong. As for this man named Murong Wandao, is he Wandao? It looks like a blush pillow, and the function of some aspects is estimated to be no more than a minute at most, or even shorter."

"Pfft..."

The four girls couldn't help but laugh.

The expression on Murong Wanjian's face didn't change, but his pupils shrank slightly, sneered, and said, "When I get rid of these people first, and then put the four of you on my big bed, I'll let you get to know each other well. See if I am for a minute or an hour, you will all be devastated to death by me, you four little beauties just wait for me."

The voice fell.

Murong Wanjian disappeared.

He landed in front of Xuanyuan Yi in an instant, and said disdainfully, "Just you have a sword spirit with you? Get down on the ground for me."

At a glance, he noticed Xuanyuanyi's incomparably huge sword intent, extremely strong.

Murong Wanjian is a strong sword cultivator.

He wanted to step on any sword cultivator, not to mention Xuanyuan Yi was a super sword cultivator who had realized the sword spirit, so he would have to step on his feet even more.

Xuanyuan Yi had already made preparations.

"Buzz!"

The domineering arrogance on the Juque sword burst out...

The overbearing sword spirit flew out directly.

Xuanyuan Yi thought frantically moved, and the overbearing sword spirit also danced frantically, "One sword dances wildly!"

"Boom..."

Sword Qi was like snow, falling one by one in the sky.

overbearing?

no!

This blossoming sword energy is like a gentle, fairy falling from the sky, with an air of immortality, which makes people feel like a breeze hits their hearts.

Fatty Lei was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I used this trick as soon as I came up, I haven't seen you so serious in a long time, hahaha..."

"Everyone step back!"

Fatty Lei quickly took a few steps back. He knew very well that these sword qi were as powerful as snowflakes. If they got too close, they might be crushed into powder. This kind of sword qi seemed flat and had no attack power, but once it erupted, it would be very powerful. It is as powerful as destroying the world!

The crowd backed away.

Only Murong Bai's expression froze, the last one took a few steps back, his face was extremely shocked, and he muttered to himself: "This sword intent is too powerful, the gap between me and him is simply indescribable, this is too powerful. "

He is also a swordsman.

He understands the power of this sword intent.

His heart was also moved at this moment, and his fists clenched secretly.

...

Murong Wanjian frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and said, "How dare you show ugliness in front of me with this kind of sword intent? Come on, let me see the power contained in your sword intent."

Disdain!

Very disdainful.

He completely ignored Xuanyuan Yi.

This is not arrogance.

But confidence!

While speaking, Murong Wanjian moved his finger and stretched out his index finger. The sword energy on the index finger was condensed and condensed into a long sword in essence. The long sword moved slightly, and the surrounding snowflake swords quivered with energy.

Murong Wanjian's sword intent was also released.

A large drop of sweat ran across Xuanyuan Yi's forehead, his eyes were savage, and the giant sword in his hand moved, "The Dance of the Sky!"

"break!"

The surrounding sword energy snowflakes moved suddenly.

The sword qi suspended in the air directly turned into an extremely domineering sword qi. This sword qi can penetrate all power and all defenses!

The power is extremely powerful.

This kind of power is called weightlifting!

A very powerful force is released like cotton. It looks ordinary, but it actually contains extremely powerful power.

Sword Qi is dancing like the sky.

Another example is writing a wild grass killing post!

Crazy crushing towards Murong Wanjian.

Murong Wan pointed at the sword, looking extremely relaxed, looking at the sword energy coming towards his face, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "This kind of light-heavy sword energy is too weak, what did that waste Luo Tian teach you? That's all? It's not enough."

"Your grandma's!"

Fatty Lei was instantly angry, his whole body flushed red, and blood-colored scales on his body appeared faintly...

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