I saw the black sword slave collapsed like pieces.
In an instant, an unrivaled sword intent surged out.
"No! This is impossible!" In front of everyone, Lu Jizi roared as if he was crazy.
Then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lu Jizi fell limply to the ground.
Mu Fan was stunned and glanced at Xuanyuan Ming.
Xuanyuan Ming's face was expressionless, as if the battle below had nothing to do with him.
King Xiaoyao next to him was a little nervous.
"Win, have you won?" He Xiaopang seemed to be in disbelief.
It may be completely different from what he thinks in his heart.
Winning in just two moves was so unexpected.
"Something's not right." Mu Fan frowned.
The situation in the arena is not that simple, both auras are still there.
Lu Jizi did not seem to have suffered much damage.
Sister Xuanyuan seems to have entered a strange state.
"Don't think about it! I should have eaten you!" Lu Jizi, who collapsed on the ground, punched the ring.
Suddenly there was sand and rocks flying.
With this power, he rose into the air.
"eat you!
eat you!
As long as I eat you, I will be the master of Bishui Villa!
As long as I eat you, my Yin Tianzi will be the strongest!"
Lu Jizi seemed to be possessed by a demon, and the black mist on his body became heavier and heavier.
"ah!"
The fog suddenly swept across the entire arena.
There was only a little bit of purple light, which seemed a little thin in the dark mist.
Even far away from the field, everyone could feel the pain on their faces.
Xuanyuan Ming, who was sitting high up, looked gloomy and clenched his fists.
"Get through this! You must get through this."
Xiaoyao Wang, who had been paying attention to him for a long time, followed his tone and shook his head.
If not, it will be self-defeating.
The Iron-clad God Marquis on the other side closed his eyes slightly, feeling content and seemed very proud.
"Yin Tianzi!" The crazy Lu Jizi roared again.
The surrounding fog solidified once again and gathered in one place crazily.
A huge sword slave that was different from usual slowly took shape.
"Oops! Sister Xuanyuan!" Mu Fan frowned.
Mu Fan felt that if the other party was allowed to condense into this sword slave, even Xuanyuan Ming would not necessarily end up in an easy situation.
Especially the little bit of purple light on the field, with the aura of Sister Xuanyuan attached to it.
If it is shattered, Sister Xuanyuan's soul may be shattered.
The purple light that gathered together did not seem to feel the threat approaching.
Gradually they gathered again, and then slowly formed a small dark purple sword.
But this size is too small compared to the black sword slave.
This sword slave slowly condensed and took shape from feet to head.
A pair of eyes actually had actual murderous intent.
With a quick glance, those with lower strength present could not stop trembling.
The long sword in his hand slowly condensed and took shape.
Mu Fan wanted to rush up and interrupt him.
It can be seen that if the long sword is condensed and formed.
Let alone Sister Xuanyuan.
Even everyone here cannot escape this sword.
"Haha! Yin Tianzi is indeed the strongest martial artist." Lu Jizi glanced at Xuanyuan Ming, who was sitting above with a gloomy expression.
"Old guy, from today on, I am the owner of Bishui Villa!"
Only the tip of the long sword was left unassembled.
Lu Jizi was just about to wave his hand and point at the remaining purple light.
A dark black long sword came out of the body.
"Ahem!"
Blood gushed out from Lu Jizi's mouth like he was dying.
Lu Jizi turned back mechanically.
I saw the eyes of the tall sword slave behind him dancing purple.
"Ahem."
Lu Jizi raised his hand with a ferocious expression, wanting to say something, but his mouth squirmed and blood dripped.
A long purple sword was taken directly from his head.
"Whoa!"
The huge head rolled over twice unwillingly.
Then his eyes lost their expression.
The scene was extremely quiet.
Mu Fan's expression finally relaxed.
It seems that it is my sister Xuanyuan who is in control of the situation.
And Sister Xuanyuan seems to be in a strange state.
The aura on his body is obviously weakening.
But the little sword became brighter and brighter and sharper.
It's like an unsheathed blade, hurting people's eyes.
The surrounding black mist was directly absorbed crazily by the purple sword.
"Is this swallowing?" Mu Fan stared at the purple sword closely, and would rush to save people if anything went wrong.
But there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this little purple sword.
Only then did the audience shake off the shock.
"Oh my god, this is too strong. The sword slave just glared at me, and I almost felt like I was going to die. But I didn't expect that Xuanyuan Rou was stronger and swallowed the sword slave directly."
"Who says it's not, but this time Bishui Villa is over."
I saw someone gloating about his misfortune and glanced at Xuanyuan Ming, who was sitting above with a calm expression on his face.
"The favored Lu Jizi is dead, and the abandoned Xuanyuan Rou has become stronger and stronger. I wonder how this old man Xuanyuan Ming got his eyes?"
"Yes, yes, I just said something about cleaning up the house, but now I see it's a slap in the face."
"What is this called? This is called losing the wife and losing the army. I think Bishui Villa is finished. No one can pass it on now, unless the old man is shameless and forcefully takes Xuanyuan Rou back.
"
"Even if he wants to pick him up, he won't necessarily go."
Mu Fan frowned as he listened to the discussions around him.
Things are far from that simple.
Although Sister Xuanyuan always seemed to be at a disadvantage, Mu Fan always felt that Yin Tianzi was flawed.
It seems that Lu Jizi has been on the strong side from the beginning.
Sister Xuanyuan's phaseless sword bone can just be used to defeat it with softness.
Every step was taken so skillfully.
It's so incredible.
It's almost as if someone calculated it all.
And this state definitely absorbed the black mist.
That means this black mist is experience. After swallowing the black mist, Sister Xuanyuan's Wuxiang Sword Bone will definitely reach a higher level.
This is too coincidental.
"Okay, okay, please stop saying a few words." You, who was close to Bishui Villa, quickly stopped the rumors around him.
Many people looked at Xuanyuan Ming.
Trying to find regret or sadness on his face.
But the old god Xuanyuan Ming was sitting there with his eyes closed and without any expression.
Instead, the hand that was clenched just now has been opened and knocked on the chair easily.
Slowly following the rhythm, as if thinking of something proud, a comfortable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Everyone in the underground thought that Xuanyuan Ming had lost his mind and gone crazy.
Even if you are like this, you can still laugh. What else is it if you don’t have a heart that makes you lose your mind?
King Xiaoyao, who was sitting aside, took a long breath and sighed slowly.
"Xuan Yuan Ming, Xu Yuan Ming really has good intentions."
The way King Xiaoyao looked at Xuanyuan Ming was completely different, with a hint of heaviness and a hint of admiration.