Cheeky Sword God

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All this is a long story, but in reality, it's just a matter of moments.

Qing Lian's sword qi was undulating in the blood river, but he abruptly tore the blood river open, and went straight to the blood night.

"stop!"

Seeing Wu Chi tore open the river of blood and headed straight for the **** night, Fan Jingxuan was suddenly anxious. At this point, he naturally knew that the **** night could not stop the sword anyway.

He came this time to avenge Blood Coagulation. Now that the murderer has been found, not only has he failed to kill the opponent, but Xue Ye has also fallen into a desperate situation.

Even if Xue Ye didn't strive, he was still a true disciple of the Blood Sect. If he died here again and spread it out, wouldn't it be a joke?

At the moment he spoke, Fan Jingxuan had already risen into the air, and the moment his palm protruded, he suddenly condensed into a big **** hand and grabbed it at Wu Chi.

That palm at this moment seems to be a hand that covers the sky, and life and death can be rewritten with the backhand.

This has been out of the category of condensate, but the real power of Daotai.

At the same time Fan Jingxuan took the shot, there was an overwhelming pressure rushing toward Wu Chi, and he was almost breathless.

A sharp look flashed in his eyes, Wu Chi bit the tip of his tongue, and through the moment of pain, he got rid of the terrifying pressure, his sword aura exploded again, and he severely slashed towards the **** night.

He hated the viciousness of Xuehe Jianqi, and he had already had a murderous desire for Xue Ye. What's more, the other party, such a violent attack, and the blood sect behind him, Wu Chi was not sure whether the old man could stop him. other side.

The other party was originally directed at Yuan Ziyi, but now if he kills Xueye forcibly, he will definitely attract more hatred, take the matter to himself, and reduce the pressure on Yuan Ziyi.

At this point, where Wu Chi would be merciful, under the terrifying pressure, he forcibly pierced the blade in his hand into Xue Ye's body!

"boom!"

Qing Lian's sword aura burst out suddenly, completely destroying Xue Ye's internal organs and cutting off his vitality in an instant.

"you wanna die!"

Seeing that Xue Ye was killed, Fan Jingxuan was almost mad, crushed by his big hands, and squeezed Wu Chi into his palm.

The power of Daotai was simply beyond Wu Chi's ability to contend.

Not to mention that he forcibly beheaded the **** night, at this moment is the end of the crossbow, even in the peak state, how can he contend with the powerful blow of the road?

"Wow!"

Stepping on her feet, Yuan Ziyi suddenly opened the Zihua Xingluo Umbrella. In the blink of an eye, there was a touch of gorgeous Zihua reflecting the world and hurried towards Wu Chi.

It's just that the opponent's speed was too fast. By the time Yuan Ziyi noticed it, it was too late. Even if she opened the Zihua Star Luo umbrella, with her strength, it was too late to rescue Wu Chi.

Anxiously, Yuan Ziyi shouted angrily, "Grandpa drunkard, if you don't save people, Ziyi will hate you to death!"

While speaking, Yuan Ziyi was about to burn her essence and blood again to force Zihua Xing Luo Umbrella to accelerate.

However, at the moment when Yuan Ziyi wanted to burn her blood to stimulate her movement, she suddenly realized that she could no longer control Zihua Xingluo.

With a sudden shock in his heart, Yuan Ziyi suddenly burst into ecstasy and yelled anxiously, "Grandpa, please help him."

There was a sigh in the sky, and then the sky was filled with purple flowers, and in an instant, it seemed that the world had changed.

Zhou Tianxing's star sealed the void, and Zihua filled the world. Fan Jingxuan grabbed Wu Chi's big **** hand, under the Zihua like boiling soup and splashing snow, it disappeared in no time!

There was an indescribable sense of horror in his heart, Fan Jingxuan's hairs exploded, and his whole body froze in the air.

When Yuan Ziyi took the shot, he had already recognized the Zihua Xing Luo Umbrella, and the next grandpa smashed the last trace of luck in his heart.

Between the electric light and flint, he finally understood how blood clotting died. With Zihua Xing Luo Umbrella in his hand, what did the blood clot do?

"Junior Blood Sect Fan Jingxuan, pay respect to the Demon Lord Zihua!"

With a bitterness in his mouth, Fan Jingxuan no longer cares about Wu Chi's life and death, and bows down.

Standing in front of the corpse of Bloody Night with a sword, Wu Chi's eyes had already been reflected by the sky full of purple flowers at this moment. The shock from the soul could not be described in words.

Compared with the demeanor of the Zihua Demon Lord at the moment, the Changchun real person at the beginning was basically like a child.

This is the real power!

In the void, an old man in purple clothes slowly showed his figure, and with a light stroke of his palm, the purple flowers in the sky slowly dissipated, and the sky-shielding umbrella suddenly shrunk, turning in a circle in the air, and fell into the old man's lightly. In the palm of your hand.

"I heard that you want the old man's granddaughter to pay for your blood disciples?"

With a cold snort, Zihua Demon Lord asked calmly.

"The junior dare not!"

The words of the Demon Lord Zihua were too heavy. Fan Jingxuan was frightened out of a cold sweat, and hurriedly explained, "The blood clotting provokes Miss Ziyi, he is more than dead! The juniors are willing to offer blood Linglong to compensate Miss Ziyi."

When the Zihua Demon Lord appears, right or wrong is no longer important at all! Not to mention the death of a true disciple, even Elder Fan, who died in vain.

This is the evil giant that truly overrides all rules!

"roll!"

Leng Ran spit out this word, the Demon Lord Zihua didn't even have the interest to look at him more.

With a cold sweat on his head, respectfully took out a flower of blood and laid it down under his feet. Fan Jingxuan fleeed like a flying, until he completely left the valley, he did not dare to look back.

Just as Fan Jingxuan fled, Yuan Ziyi's eyes rolled wildly, and he carefully stepped back.

"Run? Where do you want to run?"

The gaze fell on the little girl, Zihua Demon Lord coldly snorted.

"No! I'm too late to see my grandpa happy, how can I run!" Yuan Ziyi's small head shook like a rattle, "I am...I want to get grandpa wine! Grandpa drunkard, this is a lot of good Alcohol, I will get it now."

Careful thinking was broken, Yuan Ziyi simply lied, and ran away.

The Demon Master Zihua said one thing and another in his life, but he had nothing to do with this granddaughter.

"Haha, Zihua, don't worry, that little girl can't run." The old man smiled and glanced at Wu Chi not far away.

Hearing what the old man said, he gave Wu Chi a thoughtful look, and the Demon Lord Zihua said calmly, "Little guy, come here."

After a shock, Wu Chi hurried over. Yuan Ziyi dared to play tricks, but he didn't have the guts, "Boy Wu Chi, visit the Demon Lord Zihua!"

"You just wanted to kill under the elder's resistance just now, because you want to relieve the pressure on the little girl?" The gaze fell on Wu Chi's body, and the Zihua Demon Lord slowly asked. As for Fan Jingxuan's name, he didn't remember it at all.

In fact, as early as Fan Jingxuan and the others came, the Demon Lord Zihua had already arrived, and the whole process was clearly in sight. If it weren't, he wouldn't be able to rescue Wu Chi at the last moment.

"Zi Yi was to help me heal my wounds, so I killed people and took the gall bladder. If something goes wrong, I should naturally take care of it." Wu Chi didn't defend himself, and explained to himself.

"It's also a bit of responsibility! Come with me." His face eased slightly, and the Purple Hua Demon walked towards the table in front of the thatched house.

The old man and the Zihua Demon Lord sat down at the table at the same time, "You just said that the little girl killed someone and extracted her sword gall to help you heal your injuries. What injuries did you suffer?"

This time, without waiting for Wu Chi to answer, the old man said for him, “This little guy is bold enough to cut his own brand of kendo, and the foundation of kendo is worn out. Originally, the old man has already determined that his road is hopeless. Whoever thinks, this little guy actually slept The mortal realm has condensed the legendary sword and daring, and broke out of this desperate path abruptly."

"Jiandantiancheng?" The Demon Lord Zihua was slightly startled, but looked at Wu Chi twice.

"The little guy once had the inheritance of the Excalibur of the Shadow, and now although he has cut his mark, he has survived, and he is a good seed." The old man said with a smile, "What is more rare is that he has a kind heart, but he has no righteousness. People's pedantic power fits the old man's temper."

After taking a deep look at Wu Chi, the Demon Lord Zihua nodded slightly and stopped talking.

On the surface, the old man's remarks were complimenting Wu Chi, but in fact, they were reminding Zihua Demon Lord that he loved this little guy so much that he should not anger Wu Chi.

"Little guy, go get that **** exquisite! The old guy looks down on him, but for you and Xiao Ziyi, it's a rare good baby." With a smile, the old man pointed to where Fan Jingxuan had left.

Needless to say, Wu Chi also understands that the things that Fan Jingxuan, a Taoist powerhouse, can use as compensation at the last moment must not be ordinary products.

However, in the situation just now, Wu Chi did not dare to move without authorization.

After moving away from Wu Chi, the Demon Lord Zihua slowly said, "Old drunkard, do you like this kid?"

"It's not that I took it. UU read www.uukahnshu.com but your little girl took it." The old man said with a smile, "You watched this girl grow up. So caring? In order to help this little guy with swordsmanship, she even stole your Purple Star Luo Umbrella, don't you understand?"

Slightly frowning, the Demon Master Zihua said lightly, "A little guy, even if he has some talent, how can he wear purple clothes?"

With a grunt, the old man said disdainfully, "According to you, I don't think the little girl needs to marry anymore in her life, otherwise, which young man can get in your eyes?"

Slightly startled, the Zihua Demon Lord also reacted immediately, and the strength that can enter his eyes, at least must be the powerhouse in the Daotai Realm! But those people are much older than Yuan Ziyi. Although the age of the person in the practice is not that important, he is naturally unwilling to marry his granddaughter to someone who is hundreds of years old.

"The most important thing is that the little girl is finally attracted to one. If you still want to stop, do you guess the little girl will return to your Zihua Palace in the future?" Take out the wine jar from the ring and give it to the Zihua Demon Lord After pouring a bowl and pushing it over, the old man asked leisurely.

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