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Chapter seven hundred and eighty first join forces

Alexander suddenly stood up, and with his movements, the entire palace seemed to tremble for a moment. His whole person grew bigger like an inflatable balloon, turning into a height of about ten meters. Endless power emanated from his body, and his whole person emitted a golden light, just like the legendary king of gods coming to the world.

"Fang Xingjian, you are so brave. You dare to break into the palace at night? Is it true?"

Fang Xingjian looked at Alexander in front of him and said coldly: "Alexander, why do you have to bluff? You were no match for me more than a month ago. It would be easier for me to kill you at this moment. If there weren't anyone else here, you would have died long ago."

This time, Fang Xingjian visited the palace at night because of the rapid progress of swordsmanship. The light-chasing swordsmanship has the means of transforming magic bodies into sword light.

So he had the confidence to test the strength of the Witch King-level powerhouses and Alexander and others. If possible, he would kill Alexander and Pluto, and then continue to fight against him in the future.

Even if it is possible, it would be better to kill the Black Witch King and others together to eliminate future troubles forever. However, he also knew that this was unlikely. After all, as the nominal leader of the Wizards Association, he has been circulating on the continent for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many secret techniques and treasures he has mastered. His strength is unfathomable and it is absolutely impossible to kill it casually.

On the other hand, it is to verify Charlotte's intelligence. If Charlotte said it is really right, he would not mind killing the Aoyama True Lord, so that the other party would keep hiding it, causing an increasingly greater threat.

Hearing what Fang Xingjian said, Alexander's murderous intent became stronger and stronger, and behind him, Pluto's body became darker and darker, and his whole body turned into an extremely rich black fog, and he could no longer see his original appearance.

The King of Pluto said coldly: "Bastard, as a minister of the Empire, you enjoy the benefits of the Empire and learn the knowledge of the Empire. Now you are in reverse against my royal family. Do you feel guilty?"

At this moment, he looked at Fang Xingjian, like a slave who was scattered, his eyes full of hatred.

Fang Xingjian laughed and said, "The one who taught me swordsmanship was Huang Lin, a teacher from Coster City College, and the one who helped me improve was the seniors from the Second Prince. What does it have to do with you?"

"What a slut who is scattered outside!" The Pluto said angrily: "Brother, what else can you say to him? Take it down and tear it down to pieces."

Just as Pluto was speaking, the murderous aura flashed in Fang Xingjian's eyes. Among the four long swords behind him, the sword light of the Abyss Sword Slammed, and with the intent of the virtual sword, it had already reached Pluto's presence.

Pluto's face suddenly changed, and his black martial will turned into a gate of hell that appeared in front of him. The entire gate of hell was about thirty meters high and ten meters wide. It was full of endless undead climbing and wailing, just like the gate of hell in the real legend.

The gate of hell is to isolate the connection between the world and hell. This gate of hell, which is condensed by the will of the Patriarchs with martial arts, is enough to sluggish the space, stretch the space interval, and even block the attacks of the fifth level of the god level.

Even Alexander cannot break it easily.

But now Fang Xingjian is facing this gate of hell, and the intent of the sword entering the virtual can be directly transmitted through space, but his defense against the martial arts will is completely ignored. He passes through it and slashes on the body of Pluto without reservation.

With a loud bang, thousands of sword lights swept across Pluto's body directly. Along with ripples in space, cracks appeared on Pluto's cheeks, and the whole person even groaned and took ten steps back, looking at Fang Xingjian with an incredible look.

Fang Xingjian said coldly: "If you talk nonsense, I will cut off your head directly."

Hearing Fang Xingjian's words, a hint of blush flashed across Pluto's face, and he almost trembled with anger, but he didn't say anything anymore, because this sword made him know the difference between him and Fang Xingjian.

With Fang Xingjian's sword's sword skills shocking everyone, Pluto was no longer speaking, and even the eyes of Alexander and the two Witch Kings continued to fluctuate.

The Black Witch King thought to himself: "This is the sword technique to defeat Alexander? It can actually penetrate the defense of martial arts will, which is amazing. However, if you want to deal with us, this trick is not enough."

Pluto directly talked with Alexander with his will: "Brother, what are you waiting for? This kid is throwing himself into the trap today, gathering the power of the four of us, and not suppressing him casually?"

As the leader of the ancient hell path, Pluto was insulted by Fang Xingjian like this. Especially in the palace, four top masters are all there. In Pluto's view, Fang Xingjian is completely a turtle in the trap.

Alexander did not answer. On the one hand, he knew that Fang Xingjian's strength was extraordinary, and on the other hand, he was naturally two witch king-level powerful men, but they were not completely on the same side as him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he had already looked at the Black Witch King and the Red Witch King, and said, "Two, this son is arrogant and has always acted recklessly. Why don't we suppress him together today and treat him as a sacrifice for the arrival of the evil god?"

Fang Xingjian snorted coldly and said, "Black Witch King, this is a grudge between me and the Crick royal family. You'd better not worry about it, otherwise you won't blame me for being ruthless under the sword."

Accompanied by Fang Xingjian's words, the four long swords behind him roared softly, and the surging power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation burst out. Every material particle in the world was like a world, emitting a series of cold sword intents.

But what kind of person is the Black Witch King? How could a generation of heroes who even the Truth Holy See dares to resist?

Moreover, after Alexander said that after suppressing the Fangxing Sword, sacrificed it in the ceremony, it also made the Black Witch King excited. This can save them from the consumption of the ritual, and it also conforms to the whim of the feeling of Fangxing Sword and is helpful to the evil god ritual.

What's more, the four masters are all there at this moment, but they are still in Crick's palace. In the eyes of the Black Witch King, Fang Xingjian has no chance of winning.

"Xing Jianzi, when you come out, you must first know how to respect your teachers and respect your seniors. If you are so crazy, I will teach you a lesson on your parents' behalf." Then I saw the Black Witch King smile slightly, look at Fang Xingjian and said, "Hong Zai, beat him to death."

With the Black Witch King's order, the Red Witch King was three meters tall, with his head and feet on his head. He had a tail growing on the tail vertebra. The Red Witch King, who was wrapped in a layer of gray stratum corneum, moved.
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