Chapter 135

The sword of evil gods is the most precious weapon of evil gods. It is a portable weapon with infinite power. Although the spirit of the sword of evil gods has been annihilated and the evil power has been greatly reduced in the long river of time, the body of the sword of evil gods is still the absolute most precious tool refining material.

That's why Fengji is so arrogant and ready to kick his old enemy shenjianzong as a ball.

But now, the sword of evil god has come out.

It's going to be very windy.

Let's not mention the loss. As long as he lost the sword of evil god, he will be a fart palm sect when he returns to his sect. The ancestor of magic sword will surely kill his soul with one sword.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

The wind was very angry and trembled all over. His eyes stared at him with infinite anger. At this time, Xu mu, who directly grabbed the sword of the evil god, roared, "smelly boy, what have you done? Don't you hurry to return this sword?"

After saying that, he would stretch out his hand and make it clear that he would suppress Xu mu.

Canghe's eyes flashed a touch of greed. At this time, he even stretched out his hand. In an instant, the boiling flame turned into a torrent and burned the void, just blocking in front of the wind pole.

"Zang he, what do you mean?"

The wind was very depressed and shouted with a gloomy face.

"Hehe, brother Fengji, take it easy!"

Hide and talk.

The wind was very angry and smiled back. "Take it easy. Don't be impatient? Zang he, what calculations do you think I don't know? I tell you, the sword of evil god is the first treasure of our sect. If there is any mistake, hum..."

Zang he's eyes were cold and he hummed, "the most precious treasure has no owner. Those who have virtue live in it. Maybe it's the sword of the evil god. Maybe they are willing to follow Ouyang Feng!"

"| I..."

Wind pole actually wants to scold "lying trough"!

But before he could spit out the second word, Xu mu, who was in the torrent of ten thousand swords, impressively collected all the spirit swords into the storage ring, and then only laughed with the sword of evil god, "what? You want to recognize me as the Lord? Well, I promised. From today on, you will be called Xiao Xie, and accompany me to sweep the eight wastelands and fight in all directions!"

Poof

The wind took a mouthful of old blood and almost gushed out. He stared at Xu mu. The evil fire in his heart was going to burn everything.

Lying in your uncle's Unicorn arm, what does it mean to recognize you as the Lord? Admit it. The sword of evil god doesn't even have a sword spirit. Who the fuck are you listening to?

"Smelly boy, you are so bold!"

The wind was furious and roared.

The people of the magic sword sect also looked cold and fierce and glared at Xu mu. If they hadn't been afraid of Zang he and others, they would have rushed up.

Xu Mu glanced at him and said with a sneer, "this sword was found by yourself. You have a low character. Blame me? Hey hey!"

After that, Xu Mu suddenly touched the sword of evil god in his hand, and then said with a trace of surprise, "what? You said your original master was silly?"

Xu Mu nodded deeply.

The wind was very angry.

Sir, is this Ouyang Feng really crazy? How dare he talk to me like that? How dare he insult me so blatantly? Sleeping trough, if I fucking endure it, am I still human?

"Die!"

The wind roared, and the body showed. Suddenly, the fierce and incomparable breath spread into the void, making everyone present feel a wave of lingran's killing machine rising into the sky.

As soon as Zang he changed his look, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Your sister, Ouyang Feng is really a double-edged sword. It hurts both people and yourself. I'm sorry to help you when you talk so hard.

However, even so, Zang he had to stop the wind pole.

For a time, the two masters fought each other, and the scene of the collapse of the Earth spread to the world. They came and went. Finally, they went crazy and shouted, "Zang he, if you don't give me the sword of evil god today, I will declare war on your third demon sect and never die!"

"Fight, I'm afraid of you!"

Zang he sneered, but he began to calculate how many good things can be exchanged from Fengji's hand with the evil god's sword and the [Ruyi divine sword].

Feng Ji's eyes were gloomy. "Zang he, don't think I'm kidding. The sword of evil god is very important and involves the grand plan of my ancestors. Although my ancestors gave me the sword of evil god, in the final analysis, it's still the thing of my ancestors. Do you really dare to touch the third demon clan?"

When Zang he heard the magic sword, he changed his look.

His eyes flickered with fear.

The ancestor of magic sword can be said to be a real devil. Compared with the ancestor of the third demon sect, he is better than tens of millions of innocent souls with one hand [magic killing sword].

If it's just a windy declaration of war, Tibet and are not afraid at all.

But if you offend the devil sword ancestor too much, it will be very bad.

So after thinking for a moment, Zang he glared at the wind and said with a sneer, "OK, I'll give the elder magic sword a face this time. Hum, wait!"

After that, Zang he took a few steps, looked at Xu Mu and said in a low voice, "Ouyang Feng, return the sword of evil god to Fengji palm cult!"

The wind was so strong that his complexion eased down, but when he looked at Xu mu, it still contained infinite killing opportunities.

Xu Mugang just quietly looked at the two goods tearing force, which was very interesting.

At this time, hearing the command of Zang he, Xu Mu's eyes suddenly showed a strong rebellious color with a touch of ponder, and said proudly, "don't give it!"

Oh, my God!

What did he say?

He said no?

Sleeping trough, this boy is fucking crazy again!

Many elders of the third demon sect sprayed Qi Qi, and Zang he was also under the big Leng. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Ouyang Feng, this is an order. Hand it in quickly!"

Xu Mu said, "if you let me hand it over, I'll hand it over. How shameless am I? Do you want it? Please, please, maybe I'll give it to you!"

Poof

Not only the elders of the third demon sect, but also the disciples of the third demon sect, Fengji and the people of the magic sword sect.

Looking at Xu mu with incredible eyes, I felt speechless.

I'll wipe it. The boy is finished. He's completely finished. You have to take off three layers of skin if you don't die today? Even if you don't follow the command of the master, you still want to let your own master teach you, please? Your uncle's, you're a professional death!

Zang Heqi shivered all over and roared with a stern color, "Ouyang Feng, wake up!"

Xu Mu suddenly laughed wildly and said, "hahaha, I'm sober now. To tell you the truth, I'm in a good mood today. Don't mess with me, or I'll die regardless of your identity. Are you the leader? Hehe..."

"Send you four words and play with eggs!"

Zang he hasn't spoken yet, but Feng Ji is very happy.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha? And ask me "I envy"? I envy you!

Hey, Ouyang Feng, right? So far, we only serve our ancestors. Now there is one more. Just for your last sentence, I'll give you a million fucking words of "service"!

you're awesome!

(practice is recommended!! and thank you [Zuo Erjun] for your 388 reward. Thank you!)