Chapter 735

Chang Chixiao's self-confidence is not an empty talk.

He has been in charge of the internal affairs for many years. He is very familiar with the means and temperament of Brahma. He can quickly find out the behavior of the latter, which is the reason why he can stand in wanjian Pavilion.

After all, fan WuJie is a Nirvana strong man, who has passed three thunder robberies and is the first sword cultivation in the northern wasteland. If he does it himself, Chu Xingyun will not have a way to survive. With only one sword, he can immediately end the battle.

Whoa!

A cool night wind blows into the holy Star City. It's late at night. The thick dark clouds cover the whole night sky, covering the stars and the bright moon, making the whole world dim and uncomfortable.

In the lonely city, there is a figure, a man in black, walking in the void, floating like a ghost, quietly plundering toward the courtyard where Chu Xingyun is.

This man is a man without robbery.

As a matter of fact, Chang Chixiao's words and deeds are what Brahma's mind thinks. However, he is a little wrong.

Fanwujie is really ready to kill Chu Xingyun, so as to calm down the anger of the three forces. However, he did not intend to kill Chu Xingyun in the next three days. Tonight, he will do it!

The figure was floating in the night, and within a moment, Brahma came out of a dense forest. In the middle of the forest, there was a simple and elegant courtyard, which was extremely conspicuous.

"Very good. Luo Yun is the only one in the courtyard." With his eyes narrowed and swept at will, he could see through the whole courtyard. At this moment, Chu Xingyun was in retreat in the courtyard with only one person.

He knew that Chu Xingyun had offended many people, but he also made friends with many people. If there were other people in the courtyard, it would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of his hand.

Fortunately, his luck is good, at this time in the courtyard, in addition to Chu Xingyun, no one else.

For Chu Xingyun, Sanskrit had long had a desire to kill.

When Chu Xingyun was in charge of the outer gate, Vatican WuJie was keenly aware that Chu Xingyun's Chengfu, means, strategy and talent were not inferior to him, and even better than several chips.

What's more, Chu Xingyun was not convinced of him. He had rejected him repeatedly. If it was not for the sake of the six great comparisons, he would have killed Chu Xingyun in the sword washing pool as early as possible!

"Now I want to come. Fortunately, I have resisted the intention of killing. Otherwise, the position of the leader will not fall into my hands. This Luoyun has brought me too many surprises. Therefore, I will not torture him any more and kill him with one sword." In his eyes, killing Chu Xingyun with one sword is the greatest kindness to Chu Xingyun.

It was at this moment that Brahma no longer hid his true face. His eyes twinkled with cold light, like a nightmare walking in the dark, revealing the sharpest fangs.

PATA!

As soon as he stepped into the woods, he frowned and looked to the side. There, there was a huge rock, on which lay a white haired old man in black.

The old man in black seems to have been waiting for a long time.

He felt the cold eyes of Van Gogh, and immediately stood up. His rickety little body moved as if warming up. He was impatient and said, "master of Vatican, you have finally appeared. I am waiting for you to fall asleep."

"Who are you?" Vatican's heart trembled violently, his steps retreated slightly, and he looked at the old man in black carefully.

When he came to the woods, he was sure that there was no one else in the whole forest except him and Chu Xingyun. But at this time, the old man in black appeared and waited for a long time.

From the beginning to the end, Brahma did not feel the breath of the old man in black, which made him feel a strong sense of fear. His right arm, hidden in his sleeve and robe, had secretly fastened the hilt of his sword.

"It doesn't matter who I am. You just need to know that I'm here to kill people." The old man in black grinned and his voice dropped, and a dull thunder burst out of his body.

In an instant, the thunder light surged from the pores of the old man in black, and the thunderbolt burst into full bloom, condensing a huge thunder Eagle shadow in the dark night. His eyes also became extremely bright, showing the light of purple and blue thunder. His black clothes were running slowly and his white hair was floating, just like the peerless strong man who controlled the thunder in the sky.

Boom!

A violent thunder light from Chu Xingyun's whole body fiercely pours out, that terrible thunder light sweeps through, lets the dark night void become twisted, the thunder hawk flutters the wing, stirs up the sky.

"You're the one who wants to kill me He said indifferently. With a wave of his hand, the dark void behind him suddenly erupted into a more intense divine awn. The dense sword light appeared from it. The void seemed to be a real bottomless pit, containing thousands of sword lights.

"Die!" At that moment, the night sky trembled and thousands of sword shadows swept through the sky. Each sword shadow was like a light, showing the endless sword power.

Fanwujie is known as the first sword cultivation in the northern wasteland. There is no doubt about his strength. Thousands of sword shadows converge into a long river of swords and cross the void, which makes the shadow of thunder and Eagle whisper.However, before Vatican's joy, the river of sword in front of him suddenly broke and the shadow of the sword exploded. The dry face of the old man in black was reflected in his eyes.

However, seeing the old man's single hand condensation seal, there was infinite thunder and lightning gathering behind him, and its power poured into his body. In a moment, the old man in black seemed to turn into thunder, and his palm exploded out, and an ancient seal of thunder came down, as if to destroy everything.

"How could it be?" The sword suddenly appeared on his right arm. The sword was black and gray. The sound of sad howling was sent out. The space around him was torn apart, and the void was creeping. A real shadow of nightmare appeared slowly.

However, even so, Brahma could not block the ancient seal of thunder. With the thunder light beating, the sword shadow was annihilated again, and the shadow of nightmare turned into nothingness. The violent thunder light flashed on the sword, and a little contact made him spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Boom!

His body fell on the ground, and the huge ancient seal of thunder destroyed the ground. There were cracks everywhere where the thunder light flickered. However, Brahma collapsed on the ground, spitting out blood from his mouth, and his breath was withered.

"Sanskrit, the master of wanjian Pavilion, is it too boring to have such strength?" The old man in black fell from the air. He was surrounded by thunder. A terrible light of thunder suddenly rose to the sky, tearing away the dark clouds and reflecting the bright moon and stars.

"Six Nirvana In this instant, the eyes of the black clothes old man who was looking at him were completely dull. In his heart, he could not help but sounded a voice of fear.

At present, the old man in black has reached the nirvana of six robberies!

When did the northern wasteland have such a powerful man!

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