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Chapter 97 Wang Bing

Combining the "Taotie Xingyi" with the "Nine Swords of Suihan", the power is frightening.

The murderous demon king, who was so powerful just now, barely had time to scream, before his body exploded like fragile porcelain, shooting in all directions, but not even blood flowed out.

Because his body had been frozen into ice by the extremely cold air in an instant.

Kill with one sword!

Everyone in the audience was stunned at this moment, and a moment later, a series of exclamations sounded in the forest.

Unbelievable, so unbelievable!

You must know how domineering and arrogant Shen Tu was just now. Killing people and slaying ghosts. A team of hundreds of people could not stand in his hands for a moment. He was killed by him and lost his armor. He even had the courage to resist.

None.

A living and invincible killing god.

Such a murderous god died so cleanly and without any resistance under Meng Xingyuan's sword!

How powerful is this sword?

"Shentu!"

Lu Mingjun's eyes widened, and the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply, then dilated.

"How dare you!"

When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. Although Shentu was just a guard assigned to him by the Lu family, he was killed today. With Lu Mingjun's arrogant personality, how could he not be furious?

He spread his palm and turned it over, and a small sword with bright golden light appeared in his palm.

This small sword was only three inches long, but its power was extremely astonishing. The whole body was overflowing with gold, and the blade was densely covered with ripples. As soon as it appeared, an unparalleled majesty radiated out. Lu Mingjun was surrounded by hundreds of feet, and the spiritual soldiers of the Thunder Legion were also

Well, maybe the spirit soldiers hanging on the waists of other teams were all trembling at this moment, and they were facing the direction of this small sword, as if they were worshiping.

When Lu Mingjun raised it to the top of his head, thousands of swords trembled and he bent down to surrender!

This small sword is like a king among weapons, with unparalleled magnanimity. Without even showing its power, it has already attracted other people's swordsmen to submit to it!

"This is... Wang Bing?!"

He Mengchang, who was more than two hundred feet away from Lu Mingjun, was not affected much. He used his spiritual power to calm his soldiers. Looking at the incomparable golden sword in Lu Mingjun's hand, he was stunned for a moment.

Absence.

The items are ranked from the least popular ordinary soldiers to the spiritual soldiers.

Spiritual weapons, royal weapons, holy weapons, divine weapons. Each level is nine levels.

As a necessary weapon for ordinary monks, even a ninth-grade spiritual weapon cannot cause such a shocking scene. There is no doubt that the golden sword in Lu Mingjun's palm at this time must be a ninth-grade spiritual weapon or above.

It's the legendary 'King Bing'!

"What is the origin of this Lu Mingjun? He actually owns a royal weapon. This is really amazing!"

Looking around, Lu Mingjun was even more proud when he saw the horrified faces of everyone.

A king's weapon, even a first-grade king's weapon, is rare in the Medicine King's Palace.

This is also the elder of the Lu Mingjun clan. He really loves him, or he asked for it shamelessly. However, no matter what, the identity, background and background of this Lu Mingjun are probably terrifying.

Looking at Meng Xingyuan, his eyes flashed coldly, "You don't know whether to live or die. Today I will use your dog's head to test the sharpness of my 'Golden Scale Sword'!"

"Baby, go!"

The golden sword was like a snake, inspired by Lu Mingjun, it instantly surpassed thunder and lightning, and disappeared in just an instant.

The next moment, it was approaching Meng Xingyuan, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows. It was so fast that you couldn't even react!

You know, there is a distance of at least four to five hundred meters between Meng Xingyuan and Lu Mingjun. Even at Meng Xingyuan's speed, it would take two or three breaths to cross this distance using [Tiger Shadow Flash].

However, this golden sword was so fleeting that it appeared directly between his eyebrows without even blinking!

It’s almost like teleportation!

This speed is incredible!

Everyone was shocked.

As the old saying goes, in the world of martial arts, nothing beats the fast.

The advantage in speed not only brings about the convenience of escape, but also the increase in strength cannot be ignored.

Maybe against ferocious beasts, the advantage brought by fast speed is of little use. After all, ferocious beasts have abnormal bodies. You can't penetrate their defenses, and no matter how fast you are, you will only be defeated.

But monks are different.

Monks don't have a perverted body like a ferocious beast. And even if they are protected by armor, their heads will usually be exposed.

When the attack is so fast that even the eyes and spiritual sense cannot react, let alone a king's weapon, even a spiritual weapon, with the huge increase in speed, is enough to penetrate the head of any monk!

If the head is gone, no matter how high the cultivation level is, the body will die and the Tao will disappear!

The hair all over Meng Xingyuan's body exploded.

This golden lightsaber came so fast. He couldn't even keep up with his thinking, and the edge of the sword was already at the center of his eyebrows!

It was completely out of his body's instinct, and he didn't care about consumption at all at this moment. A huge illusory beast appeared from behind him, roaring silently, and the pressure seemed to have substance at the moment, hitting the golden sword.

"Qiang!"

"Whoa!"

The trajectory deviated, but it still brought a string of blood beads.

Meng Xingyuan only felt pain on his cheek, and the next moment, he felt a stream of moisture flowing down his cheek.

That's the smell of blood.

"Whoa!"

After the first blow failed, Lu Mingjun seemed to be surprised and dissatisfied. He raised his sword eyebrows, and his spiritual power surged out. The golden scale sword that was fired suddenly folded, and the second blow came immediately.

However, Meng Xingyuan dared to let him take action again. Almost in an instant, a [Wind Talisman] was slapped on his leg, and a wisp of green wind lingered around his body. The next moment, Lu Mingjun pinched his fingers and made a hand gesture, but still

Before he could recall the Golden Scale Sword, his body had turned into a bolt of lightning and appeared beside Lu Mingjun in an instant!

"The second of the Nine Swords of Suihan, Killing in the Cold Winter!"

Winter Kill, among the nine swords, the move is the simplest, but it is also the most powerful single-target killing sword style. It is the fastest sword skill among the three Suihan sword styles currently mastered by Meng Xingyuan. Under the threat of life and death,

He unleashed his greatest potential and stabbed out with a sword, radiating light and cold across Jiuzhou!

Originally, Meng Xingyuan's speed was extremely fast. The fact that he could keep up with the speed of the two-star great spiritualist Shen Tu explained everything.

This is not only due to the quality of his mutated spiritual power, but also the agility card blessings he continuously received from hunting ferocious beasts. At this moment, coupled with the [Wind Talisman] of the [Elementary Talisman Seal Script], the speed is simply like a ghost.

, as soon as it rises or falls, Lu Mingjun comes closer!

Lu Mingjun obviously did not expect this move.

The biting cold was followed by the smell of death. At this moment, the young master Lu was finally scared, his face turned pale, and at the same time he shouted: "No! I am the eldest son of the Lu family of Dantian City.

, you can’t kill me…”

"Whoa!"

The sword passed.

One sword, seal the throat!


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