"Could you be the Wuji Sword Lord of the Wuxiang Divine Sect?"
As soon as the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou spoke his words, several people in the building were stunned.
"The wind is coming from all directions" Yan Dongpeng thought, who is the Infinite Sword Lord?
Could it be that the young man in front of me, who is at the sixth level of cultivation, is still someone from China?
And among those who have been known as the kings of swordsmanship in China throughout the ages, which one is not a master of swordsmanship on the heavenly list?
How virtuous and capable is this son, that he dares to add the word "jun" to his name?
Chu Xisheng looked at the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou in surprise: "Do you recognize me?"
"Of course I recognize it! This issue of "On the Martial God Machine" and "Tianji Martial Arts Book" all have your shadow graphics."
The shopkeeper's originally fair and plump face turned as dark as water: "You are Chu Xisheng, Lord of the Wuji Sword, also known as Chu Yida, Chu Wudi. The Heaven-Slaying Sacred Legend of the Wuxiang Divine Sect, Candidate for the Bloody Sword, Qingyun General Ranking
The nineteenth, the chief of the Four Heavenly Lords of Qingyun, is also the favored one of the Wood Sword Immortal!"
Yan Dongpeng and others' expressions changed when they heard the shopkeeper mention the words 'Zhu Tian Sheng Zhuan'.
After that, every time they heard the shopkeeper reveal his identity, their faces trembled.
It's not that they were afraid of Chu Xisheng's strength.
This person's cultivation level is at most six levels. No matter how strong he is, how much stronger can he get?
The reason why this boy was able to enter the 19th place in the Qingyun Ranking and rank first among the Four Heavenly Lords in Qingyun must be because of his outstanding talent, right?
This is the trickiest part.
Two ordinary disciples of the Wuxiang Divine Sect were killed.
Even if Wuxiang Shenzong learned about it afterwards, it was beyond their reach and they didn't have much time to deal with them.
But with someone like Chu Xisheng, once he dies here, the Wuxiang Divine Sect will definitely investigate and kill him at all costs.
Chu Xisheng's expression was clear.
Because of the "white horse is not a horse", the painters of Lunwu Pavilion and Tianji Pavilion could not draw his charm, and his facial features would be specious.
However, people who have seen these pictures will still recognize his identity once they meet him.
Chu Xisheng was only surprised that Buzhou Mountain, 1.7 million miles away, could actually receive the latest issue of Lunwu Shenji and Tianji Martial Arts.
He shook his head and put down his wine glass: "Can you answer my question? When will the giant spirits from the Mara tribe come?"
"Your Excellency, your words are conciliatory? What kind of giant spirit?" The shopkeeper of Pinxianlou seemed stunned, and his voice was difficult: "Both of you, is there any misunderstanding in this?"
Chu Xisheng couldn't help but laugh: "Misunderstanding? You know that I am a candidate for the Bloody Eye and I learned the Yayang Sword. How can there be any misunderstanding? There are hundreds of you here, and you are very murderous towards the two of Chu."
He looked at his system panel and saw the word '睚禦' in the status bar.
——Your Yajuan Blade Intent has been raised to its ultimate strength!
In fact, there is no need to look at the system panel, Chu Xisheng's own spiritual consciousness can sense it.
As early as when he entered the Broken Leaf Collection, his soul spontaneously condensed the sword intention. How could he be plotted by these people in the Broken Leaf Collection?
The shopkeeper was stunned when he heard this, and then he reacted.
He read the column analysis of "On the Martial Divine Machine" and found out that the spiritual thoughts of practitioners who know the meaning of the Yajuan Sword are extremely sensitive.
It is said that their souls are like mirrors that can reflect and reflect all hostility.
This is also the reason why "On the Divine Machinery of Martial Arts" concluded that the king did not die in an ambush or assassination.
If she sensed the emperor's hostility, she would not return to the capital, so the rumors in the world about the emperor killing heroes are ridiculous.
The shopkeeper still wanted to speak to see if he could resolve this catastrophe. 'The wind is coming from all directions' Yan Dongpeng had a sullen face and said coldly: "Shut up, Lao Zhuang. We have already offended people to death, why bother?"
What nonsense are you talking about again? What about the Holy Tradition of the Wuxiang Shen Sect? We just want to run away after we finish this business, what the hell do they know?"
'Wandering Wind Sword' Yan Yi also chuckled and held down the sword at his waist: "You are so sincere! I thought these two were just Tianzhu-level disciples of the Wuxiang Divine Sect, but I didn't expect that there was actually a Qingyun Tianjun.
, Super Tianzhu level. What a blessing! Who would have thought that Yan would be lucky enough to kill a Holy Legend of the Wuxiang Shen Sect today?"
‘Black Dapeng’ Ni Jun shook his head, his fists slightly arched like eagle claws, ready to go.
There was expectation in Ni Jun's eyes: "Brother Yan has sold them to Mo Luoqianhu Mo Kelie. It is estimated that his giant spirit warriors are less than seventy miles away from here. Laozhuang. This deal
The business is no longer possible, but I guess Mokre will be willing to pay a high price for these two people."
When the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou heard the three of them talking, his heart trembled and he felt like his stomach was twitching.
It has only been two days since this issue of "On the Divine Machinery of Martial Arts" was delivered to Buzhou Mountain.
Yan Dongpeng and the others had never seen it, so they didn't know that Chu Xisheng was protected by the Wood Sword Immortal and even gave him a clone of a first-grade sacred tree to protect him.
Let me ask you, how is it possible that this person does not have any way to save his life and escape?
How easy is it to kill him?
If these two people escape today, where will they end up?
There is another "Tianji Martial Arts Book" that is even more conclusive, saying that although Chu Xisheng cannot yet be called the chief of Qingyun Tianjun, his combat power is the leader of his class, probably close to the fourth rank.
This person's Yajuan Blade Intention is even higher than the thirteenth level!
The more enemies this son faces, the stronger his combat power will be. Among those ten thousand armies, his combat power may even be raised to the fourth level.
In other places, the shopkeeper would have had full confidence in taking down these two people.
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Lao Zhuang, the shopkeeper of Pinxian Restaurant, looked helplessly outside the restaurant.
Outside the restaurant, hundreds of Suiyeji martial arts cultivators drew their swords and moved quickly and fiercely to surround them.
They were agile and cooperated skillfully to surround the restaurant.
Just when Lao Zhuang was struggling, Yan Yi, the 'Wandering Fengjian', suddenly shouted: "Do it!"
Yan Dongpeng, the 'Wind from All Directions' next to him, almost at the same time pulled out the long sword from his waist.
‘Black Dapeng’ Ni Jun waved his claws and grabbed Chu Xisheng across the Eight Immortals Table with a rainbow of energy: “Die to me.”
Chu Xi's expression remained unchanged, the corners of her lips raised slightly: "Yai Zhu!"
A huge beast shadow appeared behind him in an instant, with a dragon head and a jackal body, and a sword in its mouth.
"Roar!"
As the giant beast let out a muffled roar, everyone inside and outside the restaurant felt that their hearts were being slashed by an overbearing and extremely sharp long knife!
The dozens of fourth-grade martial arts cultivators present were fine, but their minds were shaken and cramped, and they were absent-minded for a while.
The martial arts cultivators of Suiye Ji who were at the fifth and sixth levels outside all had their mouths and noses bleeding, and they half-knelt on the ground involuntarily.
"Qiang!"
The sound came from the waists of Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu. The two of them drew out their swords almost at the same time. When 'Wandering Wind Sword' Yan Yi and 'Black Dapeng' Ni Jun were still in a state of confusion, they did not react.
, and cut off their heads directly.
The impact of the sword energy not only shattered the two heads, but also scattered their souls.
‘Wind coming from all directions’ Yan Dongpeng finally withstood Chu Xisheng’s sword attack.
At this time, the Yaizhan sword intention was still oppressing his soul and suppressing his true intention of martial arts.
However, he has stabilized his spirit and can free up his remaining strength to fight against the enemy.
But when Yan Dongpeng came to his senses, he saw the heads of his two companions thrown away and exploded.
His heart suddenly throbbed, and an infinite chill grew in his chest.
These two people have such fast knives! Such fast swords!
The woman opposite seems to be a Super Sky Pillar too!
At this time, the two cold lights were already slashing towards him, one from the left and the other from the right.
Yan Dongpeng had to switch from offense to defense, trying to weave a dense sword wall to resist the two men's attacks.
He still held hope in his heart. As long as he resisted the sword on the other side and waited for his companions to arrive, these two people would still die!
Just the next moment, he heard the word 'kill' spoken by the two people opposite him at the same time.
Then Yan Dongpeng didn't feel anything at all, and found that his hands and feet had been chopped off by the two people opposite him.
In the distance, Lao Zhuang, the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou, who had already made up his mind to join forces with Yan Dongpeng to surround Chu Xisheng and others, saw this. He couldn't help but feel like he was dead. He turned around without hesitation and turned into a flash of light flying into the distance.
And go.
He even crushed a jade talisman directly, and his whole body transformed into lightning and flew away into the distance, while letting out a hoarse roar.
"Everyone, get away! That woman is a fifth-grade Chaotianzhu, the Heaven-killing Saint! The Jiajuan Sword is by no means invincible!"
Lao Zhuang is a famous "know-it-all" among the people of Buzhou Mountain, and he is also very knowledgeable in martial arts, so he recognized the move of the two.
That was the ultimate secret technique of the ‘world-sealing sword’ in the past—killing people and killing people’s hearts!
Able to eliminate the opponent's thoughts of resistance before killing someone.
It is said that the former No. 8 in the world relied on this method to prevent any swordsman in the world from drawing a sword in front of her!
If it had been anyone else, Lao Zhuang wouldn't have recognized this move even after seeing it.
But since he knew that Chu Xisheng was the ‘Shudder of Heaven’, how could he not think of the famous swordsmanship of ‘The Sealing Sword of the World’?
After Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu chopped off Yan Dongpeng's hands and feet and removed Yan Dongpeng's luggage bag, they did not attack him again.
Both of them have a tacit understanding that they want to keep one alive for torture.
In fact, the restaurant owner was more suitable, but this person was very determined to escape and his speed was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
So they can only settle for the next best thing.
Just a moment later, the two of them turned into flashes of light and rushed outside the restaurant.
Their targets were all the fourth-grade martial arts cultivators who were on the run. They ignored the fifth- and sixth-grade martial cultivators who were kneeling on the ground outside.
Under the pressure of Chu Xisheng's Yajuan Sword, these people pose no threat to them. On the contrary, they can further stimulate Chu Xisheng's sword intention and increase their combat power.
It's just that those fourth-level martial arts cultivators are extremely alert. There's a reason why they can survive in Buzhou Mountain.
At this time, they all used various escape talismans without hesitation and fled in all directions at extremely fast speeds, not daring to meet Chu Xisheng and the two of them at all.
And although this collection of broken leaves is located in a valley, the passages extend in all directions, and there are caves connecting them below. The two of them pursued and intercepted them with all their strength, but they were only able to stop two of them.
Chu Xisheng's sword skills were extremely explosive and he could behead his opponent with fifteen sword strokes; but Ye Zhiqiu used fifty moves to chop off his opponent's head.
After she killed her opponent, she sighed secretly.
Master is right, Chu Xisheng's combat power is really different from what it used to be, surpassing her.
Just now, Chu Xisheng was obviously able to do it with ease, but she had to do her best, and with the help of Chu Xisheng's sword intent, she was able to kill her opponent in a short time.
When the two returned to the restaurant, Chu Xisheng stood in the air, looking at the Suiyeji martial arts cultivators half-kneeling on the ground below.
He saw pain and begging on these people's faces.
They were begging Chu Xisheng to step aside and let them live.
Chu Xisheng was unmoved, and sheathed the Golden Jade Love Sword with an indifferent expression.
The moment he sheathed his long sword, more than 200 sixth-level martial arts cultivators around the restaurant had their heads exploded in an instant. There were also more than 80 people whose expressions were even more painful, and there were more pain in their mouths and noses.
A lot of blood burst out.
Chu Xisheng will never show mercy to those who are still hostile to him, let alone those of his own race who betrayed them to the giant spirits.
That is not benevolence, but the benevolence of women!
When Ye Zhiqiu saw this, he couldn't help but feel secretly in his heart.
It's not because of Chu Xisheng's ruthless nature, but because of this guy's sword intent.
How could Chu Xisheng's Yuan Shen power and Yazhan Sword Intent be so powerful?
She thought that Chu Xisheng was already so powerful before he cultivated the Death-touching Saber with Divine Will. How powerful would he be if he cultivated the Death-Touching Saber with Divine Will?
Maybe one day, Chu Xisheng will be able to conquer the world with one sword like Lord Xue Yaidao!
Ye Zhiqiu then put away his thoughts and began to mend the swords of those who were alive.
Although Chu Xisheng used his sword intent to shock the souls of these fifth-grade martial arts cultivators, it was not enough to kill them.
Ye Zhiqiu had to mend his sword one by one and cut off their heads.
This is undoubtedly a bloody and dirty word, but Chu Xisheng has already done the most important work, and it is her turn to do the rest.
Chu Xisheng returned to the restaurant and came to Yan Dongpeng, the "wind from all directions".
The flesh and blood regeneration ability of a fourth-level martial artist is simply terrifying. In just a short time, this guy's broken limbs sprouted a little flesh sprout.
Chu Xisheng glanced at his wound and asked nonchalantly: "Who is the Mo Luo Qian Hu Mo Ke Lie you are talking about? Is he a gold crown or a silver crown?"
"Mo Qian Hu is the Golden Crown Qian Hu of the Mo Luo tribe!"
Yan Dongpeng endured the severe pain and glared at Chu Xisheng with a ferocious expression: "You are all dead, dead!"
There was extreme anger and unwillingness in his eyes, and he wanted to eat Chu Xisheng alive.
Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu outside were shocked when they heard this.
None of them expected that refining Rahu's blood would go so smoothly.
Chu Xisheng then asked in confusion: "Why do you do such a thing? You are working as a secret medicine hunter in Buzhou Mountain, and you can make millions from a single business. Why do you bother?"
Yan Dongpeng snorted coldly, his face tightened and he refused to speak.
"It's not that they don't want to do it, but they can't do it," Ye Zhiqiu, who had already beheaded more than eighty levels, walked into the restaurant.
She sneered: "Don't you notice? The strength of these people is too poor. Even if they find the secret medicine, they can't help others get it. Without the fourth-grade Tianzhu level combat power, what kind of secret medicine hunter are they?"
Chu Xisheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then felt relieved.
Indeed, the main ingredients of those fourth-grade secret medicines are not only difficult to find, but also come with great dangers. Sometimes they cannot even rely on the help of others and have to face it alone.
Especially the secret ritual of promotion after taking the secret medicine requires a person with reliable combat power to protect the law.
If the ritual fails, it will end like the Iron Maniac.
This is why Li Tiangong, the magic swordsmith, is so popular.
This tailor-made sword can indeed greatly enhance the combat power of a martial artist and increase the chance of successful promotion.
"Also, if my guess is correct, these guys should not be from our country, but local martial arts cultivators in Buzhou Mountain."
Ye Zhiqiu looked at Yan Dongpeng with a cold look: "The Yuan Gong of these guys is not pure, and their foundation is too messy. They definitely do not come from our country. He can cultivate to the fourth level with an incomplete martial art, and his talent is quite good.
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Yan Dongpeng's face turned pale, and he sneered: "Yan comes from China and can practice orthodox inherited skills, so why is he just this little? We really can't do the business of secret medicine hunters, but like you
Piglets, I can make millions by killing one, and I can also collect rewards from those giant tribes, and my life will be very happy."
Chu Xisheng's eyes suddenly darkened slightly.
He had carefully observed just now that the magical weapons on these people were very impressive, and he didn't know how many customers they had cheated over the years.
Ye Zhiqiu said disdainfully: "These people were all slaves of giant spirits. They made their fortunes by bullying their own people, and they are rotten from the root. Even if they have escaped now, they still rely on eating the flesh and blood of their own people."
Living a living, working for giants, a bunch of scum."
Yan Dongpeng widened his eyes: "Isn't this your fault? If it weren't for your Central Plains sect refusing to help us and your secret medicine hunters, and your secret medicine hunters not willing to trade with us for their secret medicine and elixir recipes, we would have
Why is this necessary?”
At this moment, a desolate bugle sound came from outside the valley.
Yan Dongpeng was shocked and his eyes were filled with confusion: "It's Mo Kelie! He and his warriors are here. They have arrived outside the valley."
Yan Dongpeng laughed loudly: "He is the prince of the Moluo tribe. He has a team of hundreds of kings under his command. He can also control the soldiers of the slave tribe and mobilize at least 20,000 troops. If Yan dies today, you will not survive.
I'll be waiting for you down there."
Chu Xisheng couldn't help but laugh, thinking that I can't defeat him, so why can't I escape? The terrain here is so convenient.
Of course there is no need to run away.
Ye Zhiqiu even chuckled: "What's the use of having more people? My junior brother is practicing the Yaizhan Sword."
Yan Dongpeng couldn't help but hold his breath.
He is a native of Buzhou Mountain and has never heard of the Yaju Dao.
But now he knows.
That simply goes against the common sense of martial arts. The more enemies there are, the stronger this guy's combat power will be.
Chu Xisheng's two fingers had already erupted with sword blades, piercing the center of Yan Dongpeng's eyebrows.
Then he also looked outside the valley: "This person came just in time. Let's go meet the Golden Crown Qianhu for a while."
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Mokre was leading his subordinates, marching in the direction of Broken Leaf Collection with great momentum.
He did not mobilize 20,000 troops as Yan Dongpeng said, and there was no reason to mobilize an army for two human martial arts cultivators from China.
At this time, there were only three Giant Spirit Hundreds accompanying Moklie, one King's Account Hundred headed by the silver-crowned giant spirit Mo Wenbin, plus a thousand slave troops from the human race, and the five hundred flying speed was comparable to
There are winged men who are better than fourth-grade martial arts cultivators; there are also five hundred tengu who have a keen sense of smell and are good at tracking.
But just when his army was approaching Suiye Ji, he saw a human figure running towards him from the opposite side with a panicked expression.
Mo Kelie raised his eyebrows and recognized that it was one of the leaders of the Suiyeji clan, named Zhuang Quan.
This man used to be their slave soldier Qianhu, but later he became the leader of a runaway slave because of his father's instructions.
Among all the fugitive slave settlements in the Moluo tribe's territory, Suiyeji is relatively obedient and pays a lot of tribute every year, so the Moluo tribe acquiesces to their existence.
His father and elders believed that rather than allowing this group of human martial cultivators, whose combat power had exceeded the seventh level, to roam around and cause trouble in the territory, it was better to gather them together and control them, so Zhuang Quan, the leader of the escaped slaves, was created.
After Zhuang Quan Yukong approached, he bowed his head in the direction of Mo Kelie and said, "My slave Zhuang Quan, I would like to see His Highness Prince Mo Kelie."
Moklie waved directly and asked Zhuang Quan to come closer.
"Where are those two people? Where are the heads? And why do you look so panicked?"
"Your Highness, Yan Dongpeng and the other two are already dead. They died under the swords of those two people."
Zhuang Quan's face was pale and his voice was bitter: "They made a mistake! Those two people are the true disciples of the Wuxiang Divine Sect. One of them is also the Zhutian Sage of the Wuxiang Divine Sect, a candidate for the Blood Jade, and the 19th in the Qingyun Ranking.
Position, one of the Four Heavenly Lords of Qingyun——"
He then looked at the four hundred giant spirit warriors who were walking around with thunderous sounds, as well as the swarming slave army surrounding them.
A flash of panic flashed in Zhuang Quan's eyes: "Your Highness, no! We can't go any further. If Your Highness wants to capture those two people, you can disperse all the slave troops. You only need to personally lead the hundreds of royal households under your command and a few fourth-grade
The above-mentioned experts can go there.”
When the silver-crowned giant spirit Demon Wen Bin heard this, he immediately looked at Zhuang Quan with an unkind look.
This guy dared to say such words. Could it be that he has already joined his own clan?
The reason why Master Senhu mobilized 2,400 soldiers was because of his caution.
The two human warriors destroyed the corpses to eliminate traces, and then left the corpses to provoke them. There was obviously something wrong with them.
The adults of Qianhu took great measures to recruit elite slave soldiers from nearby villages.
This Zhuangquan wants the masters of thousands of households to disband the slave soldiers and only lead a hundred households of the king's account to go? I simply don't know what to say.
However, among the two human martial arts cultivators, one of them was ranked 19th on the Qingyun Ranking and one of the Four Heavenly Lords of Qingyun, which made Mo Wenbin even more interested.
Isn't such a character equivalent to the blood crown among their giant spirits?
Zhuang Quan also noticed the suspicion in the eyes of Mokelie and many giant spirits.
He looked anxious: "Qianhu, what he cultivates is the human race's Yaju sword! This is a kind of martial arts derived from the mythical beast Yaju, and is the inheritance of the Blood Yaidao Lord. This person once suppressed the Shenzhou with one sword a thousand years ago.
, is invincible in the world, and once broke into our Buzhou Mountain, setting an unparalleled record. The more people you bring there now, the stronger his strength will be."
The silver-crowned giant spirit Demon Wen Bin couldn't help laughing: "You're talking nonsense, how can there be such innate magical powers in the world? Besides, your human race is invincible, what does it mean to me, Buzhou Mountain?"
He had never heard of the Bloody Sword Lord, nor had he ever heard of a mythical beast called "Yaiyi" in the world.
Zhuang Quan's face turned green.
The Nine Sons of the Dragon have a similar bloodline to the human race and are both descendants of Pangu. However, they are not well-known in Buzhou Mountain and have been extinct in the North for hundreds of thousands of years.
There is no "Lunwu Shenji" and "Tianji Wupu" in Buzhou Mountain, which discuss allusions from ancient times and Jianghu.
However, Mo Kelie, the golden-crowned Qianhu, looked startled: "Yaizu and the Blood-Yaidao Lord?"
He seems to have heard of this name?
Mokre immediately looked up the name from his memory.
Once upon a time, Mokelie heard his elders talk about how there were unparalleled heroes among the human race.
Thousands of years ago, there was a man who entered the imperial palace on the sixth floor of Mount Buzhou, beheaded the Southern Emperor of Heaven at that time, and used his sword to suppress countless giant spirits up and down Mount Buzhou.
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He didn't believe it at the time and thought it was all made up by his elders.
None of them, the descendants of natural gods, have such unparalleled heroes, let alone the human race who were cursed by many ancestor gods and could only serve as slaves for them?
Mokre couldn't help but wonder.
Are the rumors true?
Are those two human martial arts cultivators descendants of Lord Xue Yaidao?
Moklie then moved slightly and looked forward: "It seems it's too late, they are already here."
He saw a man and a woman twenty miles away, flying towards this direction.
However, the corners of Moklie's lips twitched, and his fighting spirit became even stronger: "We will meet these two people to see if the rumors about Lord Bloody Sword are true or false."
He still believed that the rumor was untrue and too exaggerated.
However, these two human warriors were very brave. After seeing their army, instead of avoiding them, they faced them head-on.
Mokre wondered whether these two men were confident enough to defeat them, or were they too stupid to even run away?
Chu Xisheng and the others stood in the air twenty miles away.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at him worriedly: "Junior brother, can you do it?"
Although it is said that if the Yaizhen Sword has been cultivated to the twelfth level or above, it can defeat ten thousand enemies with one person, but that is in the northern battlefield.
The giant spirits before them were much more elite than the Night Wolf army.
The Night Wolves are a royal family of giant spirits, with a population of more than 10 million in the south.
There are many first- and second-grade masters in their clan. However, due to too many bloodlines and mixing with many ethnic groups, the overall quality of the soldiers has declined.
What's more, in the past, in addition to the Yajuan Sword, the king also had the 'Secret Technique of the Imperial Way' as assistance on the battlefield.
"It's not a big problem."
Chu Xisheng glanced around and knew what was going on. He took out a blood-red pill from his sleeve and took it.
This is the 'Infinitely Fierce Divine Pill', which can strengthen his spiritual power in a short period of time.
"But I can only suppress them for a moment with the Yajuan Sword. Within a moment, you can deal with that Silver Crown Hundred Households. Is that enough?"
"Enough, more than enough!"
Ye Zhiqiu raised the corners of his lips,
If she can't deal with a Silver Crown Hundred Household whose combat power has been reduced by at least 30% within a moment, isn't it useless?
Chu Xisheng nodded and clenched the knife in his hand, "Leave the Golden Crown Qianhu to me. Please remember, don't force things! If you can't beat him later, then run away. We will look for opportunities later."
That’s it.”
At this time, his pupils had changed into purple, and his long hair had broken away from his hair bundles and was dancing without the wind.
Chu Xisheng's 'Sorrow of God' has been aroused to the extreme at this time.
There is also a huge ferocious beast with the head of a dragon and the body of a jackal, which is transforming behind him.
That is none other than the Nine Sons of the Dragon - Yaju!
This chapter has been completed!