Chapter 2554

This sword cloud is Wang Haoran, whether it is realm, strength or weapon.

It's still his random sword, if Jianyun really does his best.

I'm afraid Wang Haoran has disappeared from the world.

Seeing this, the disciples of Shenjian mountain, who were surrounded by the view, stared at each other and showed an incredible look.

And the sound of the battle attracted many elder Dharma protectors of Shenjian mountain.

When they saw the scene in front of them, they were also shocked, obviously shocked.

That Jiang Mengyuan a pair of eyes pan surprised shock look at sword cloud, obviously did not expect this cold guy strength will be so strong.

She knows Wang Haoran's strength. In the whole Shenjian mountain, the younger generation is enough to rank in the top ten. She is one of the few super strong people in Shenjian mountain who have reached the state of life and death.

If such strength goes out, I'm afraid it will be enough to be proud of the younger generation of the whole ancient world.

It's so easy to be defeated by two young boys today, but I didn't think it was shocking.

"Your strength is weak in my eyes. I have nothing to do with this woman. Besides, if you dare to disrespect your master again, you will be killed without mercy."

Jian Yun looks down at Wang Haoran, who lies on the ground, and cheers coldly.

Finally, the three words "kill without amnesty" are gathering the supreme meaning of killing, oppressing Wang Haoran's body trembling, and the corner of his mouth is overflowing with a touch of blood.

Wang Haoran got up from the ground with a pair of eyes flashing ferocious look. He was staring at the sword cloud, and would not pick his skin and cramp.

At the moment, the disciples and elders of Shenjian mountain heard that the sword cloud not only defeated Wang Haoran, the young top talent of Shenjian mountain, but also let out such wild words.

I was shocked. I looked at this guy with an incredible look in my eyes. I want to know who this guy is.

How dare you say that, but many people are aware that this boy may be tragic.

After all, Wang Haoran is the son of the sixth sword master of Shenjian mountain.

The sixth sword master is very protective of the calf. His son is injured. Naturally, it is impossible to forget.

"You wait for me!"

Wang Haoran looked at the sword cloud hoarse, and there was a jade slip in his hand, and he crushed it directly.

This is just a message Yujian. He is obviously informing his father, the sixth sword master of Shenjian mountain.

The whole Shenjian mountain is divided into ten sword masters, from the first row to the tenth, representing their strength.

"No, he's contacting his father!"

At this time that Jiang Mengyuan looks at this Wang Haoran to crush the message jade Jane, facial expression a change, said abruptly.

"Is his father very good?"

Xiao Yifeng said lightly.

"Hum, my father is the sixth among the top ten sword masters in Shenjian mountain. He is a super strong one who dominates the environment. You dare to hurt me. I will let you die!"

Wang Haoran's eyes twinkled with senleng and anger, staring at Xiao Yifeng and Jianyun.

Boom!

At this time, a terrible momentum broke out in one of the peaks of Shenjian mountain.

The terrible pressure pervaded the whole Shenjian mountain, and a streamer came like a sword, and instantly appeared in front of Xiao Yifeng.

This streamer was a middle-aged man with a terrible smell all over his body.

And he is Wang Haoran's father, Wang Cheng, the sixth largest sword master of Shenjian mountain, and he has stepped into the dominant position eight times.

"Haoran, who hurt you?"

Looking at Wang Haoran's injury, the king's face sank, his eyes flashed a thick anger, and his whole body burst out a torrent of murder.

Let everyone present have a sense of suffocation, as if the body was going to be destroyed by this terrible killing machine.

"It's the two of them. My father asked you to make decisions for me and kill them!"

Wang Haoran pointed to Xiao Yifeng and Jianyun, and roared angrily on his face.

Shua!

A pair of eyes of the Royal City burst out the cold cold awn, staring at Xiao Yifeng and Jianyun. A terrible pressure filled his body and went to suppress them.

Xiao Yifeng and Jianyun both frown, and the fallen feather on one side has not become the main target of the imperial city.

But he was also greatly affected. His face turned white and his expression was extremely ugly.

"King City sword Lord, it has nothing to do with them!"

Jiang Mengyuan looked at the city and said in a hurry.

"Hurt my son, for whatever reason, they'll die!"

The king's face was cold, and his eyes twinkled with cold cold.

"Wang Cheng, you have been practicing for so many years, but you still have no change in your temper!"

Just then, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded.

A figure came step by step. It looked like forty or fifty years old, with white temples, long hair and a white robe.With one hand in front and the other hand behind, it seems to be elegant and extraordinary.

"Father

Looking at this figure, Jiang Mengyuan's face appeared a touch of joy, and quickly opened his mouth and called.

This man is obviously Jiang Mengyuan's father, the fifth sword master of Shenjian mountain, Jiang Fangtian.

"What do you mean, Jiang Fangtian? You want to save these two boys? "

Wang Cheng looked at Jiang Fangtian and said coldly.

"I saw everything just now. It was your son who took the lead in fighting against them. That's why they fought back. It's not their fault!"

Jiang Fangtian said lightly.

"So what? They hurt my son, and they die! "

The king's face was cold and drank.

"You are good enough to protect the calf, but they are all candidates for the selection of the top ten heirs of Shenjian mountain. You can't move them!"

Jiang Fangtian said in a deep voice.

"Only two candidates have not been recognized by Shenjian. What's the matter if I kill them? They must die today. You'd better not interfere, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Wang Cheng's face was cold and drank, with a gloomy look on his face.

"I'm sorry, both of them may become heirs of the sword, so I can't let you hurt them!"

Jiang Fangtian said lightly.

"You..."

Wang Cheng's face sank and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Fangtian. His expression was extremely ugly.

"King City, you should know the gap between you and me, you are not my opponent, take your son to heal!"

Jiang Fangtian said directly.

"Hum, Jiang Fangtian, wait for me!"

Wang Cheng's face was bleak and bleak, and his eyes immediately swept to Xiao Yifeng and Jianyun:

"I hope you have the good luck to become the heirs of Shenjian, or you will have only one way to die!"

Then the city left with its son Wang Haoran.

"Dad, you've been looking at us all the time. You didn't show up earlier. I'm worried about it!"

Jiang Mengyuan walked to his father and said.

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