Chapter 522

After saying this, he waved his hand and said to the seven teenagers behind him: "these Japanese ninjas are the remnants of the War Department of the kingdom of heaven. Their strength is comparable to that of the strong in yihuajing. They just sharpen their swords for you!"

Hearing Nie Yun's words, the seven teenagers all brightened their eyes and were full of war!

"Uncle Nie Yun, give us these nine Japanese ninjas. I can kill them in a minute!"

The fat boy who ranked seventh smiled angrily and disapproved. The famous sword in his hand had only the handle but no body.

But when the sword was waved, it made a sharp whistling sound in the air, as if an invisible blade was dancing in the air.

Each of the swords of the seven teenagers is a famous sword. They are also ranked in the hierarchy of the famous sword spectrum, and their names are also named after the sword!

The sword in the fat boy's hand is the seventh shadow sword in the famous sword spectrum!

"Don't take it lightly, these Japanese are one level higher than us in the realm of tolerance!"

Next to the fat boy, a burly boy holding a red giant sword told him.

This burly young man is called Chunjun. Chunjun sword ranks sixth in the famous sword spectrum.

"Afraid of a bird, my tai'a sword is hungry. Thirsty!" The fourth ranked young man with long hair disdained to smile. He carried an ancient and simple giant sword on his shoulder and said coldly.

Tai'a sword, ranking fourth in the famous sword spectrum!

"Brother tai'a, don't be so impulsive. Wait a minute, your tai'a sword is broken, and my seven star Longyuan sword will be promoted from the fifth to the fourth in the famous sword spectrum!"

A young man with short hair joked while playing with the Seven Star Longyuan sword in his hand.

"You fart, with your seven star Longyuan sword, you still want to grab my fourth place. I'll scrap it with one sword now!"

The fourth elder brother tai'a heard the speech, his face sank and shouted a curse.

While talking, he was ready to pick up tai'a sword and fight with Lao wulongyuan.

"Come and see whose sword is sharper!"

Laowu Longyuan snorted coldly and was ready to fight with tai'a.

He was unhappy that his seven star Longyuan sword could only rank fifth in the sword spectrum. He had always been unhappy with Lao Si Tai.

"Come on, be serious. Who's making trouble? I'll let him taste the power of my Chixiao sword!"

The old three Chixiao's face sank and angrily scolded them.

The old three Chixiao's Chixiao sword is red all over. Just looking at it like this makes people feel anxious. It can be seen that the person holding the sword is more grumpy.

After hearing the words of the old three Chixiao, they immediately shrunk their necks like deflated eggplant and dared not speak.

Obviously, they are very afraid of the third child.

"All right, we all listen to the boss. We'll fight as the boss says!"

At this time, the second brother Zhanlu also stood up and reconciled the atmosphere.

His Zhanlu sword ranks second in the famous sword spectrum, not because of its great power, but because it is gentle and does not like fighting. It is also called Gentleman's sword.

As soon as Zhanlu opened his mouth, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Although Long Yuan and tai'a like to quarrel, they are just quarrels between brothers and will not hurt their feelings.

For a time, everyone's eyes fell on the young man in white standing at the head of the seven, holding a bronze sword covered with ancient and simple lines. Although the blade is hidden in the scabbard, it still gives people the spirit of being king in the world!

The young man in white stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the quarrel between his brothers. He didn't speak all the time. It was like a proud King watching his brothers quarrel.

His name is as loud as his sword

He is the head of the seven swords and the head of the famous sword master!

His name: Xuanyuan!

When everyone's eyes fell on him, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Nie Yun said, let's take these nine Shangren as a sword sharpener. If we go together, there will be no effect..."

"Boss Xuanyuan, what do you say?"

Lao Santai asked without hesitation.

"Each person chooses a sword sharpener!"

Xuanyuan's answer was very short and said faintly.

"But in this way, what about the two more upper forbearance?"

Old seven Chengying heard the speech and couldn't help saying.

"Two for me and two for each!" Xuanyuan looked pale and said.

Finally, he turned to look at his second son Zhanlu and asked, "second son, is there a problem?"

"No problem!"

The second brother, Zhan Lu, said with a light smile.

If Xuanyuan has a tyrannical temperament, then Zhanlu, the second son, has a gentleman temperament, just like orchids.

The nine Shangren of Yamamoto family are as strong as the strong ones in yihuajing. They can't hear the conversation of the seven swords boy in the disease hall, and their faces become gloomy.

"Several great masters without Qi and strength, who even threatened to challenge us beyond their level, are overestimating their strength!"

"If one of them survives today, we will have no face to go back to Japan again!"

"Yes, today and seven teenagers have to die!"

The nine men's eyes were full of murderous intent, and their murderous spirit spread.

"The swords in their hands seem to be famous Chinese swords. If we can take them back, it must be a great achievement!"

At this time, a Shangren suddenly opened his mouth and said with a bad smile.

The look in the eyes of the other people was not greedy, but eight yuan's eyes were full of greed.

Seeing that these Japanese Shangren coveted their famous swords, the faces of the seven teenagers sank. The swords were like their wives. They dared to covet their wives

Unbearable!

The next second, the two sides didn't have half a word of nonsense. They moved. One hand pinched and forbeared, and the other waved a sword to chop.

The fierce sword Qi collided with those powerful forbearance methods in an instant.

Bang

A burst of gas suddenly sounded in the air, and the terrible wave of gas swept away madly in all directions centered on the point of their battle.

It can be imagined how powerful the joint strike of Shangren, which is comparable to the strong ones in yihuajing.

Around the island, water waves were blasted and catapulted into the sky.

"My tai'a sword is hungry and thirsty. Who dares to fight me!"

Tai'a was already red eyed. The single man, carrying tai'a's sword, rushed at the nine, as if he were going to fight nine.

"This fool!" Seeing this scene, Lao wulongyuan shook his head helplessly and said.

While talking, he was holding the Seven Star Dragon yuan sword and stepping on the Big Dipper Seven Star step, which was also behind tai'a.

"Ready to fight the shadow?"

Holding Chengying sword in his hand, Lao Qi concealed his body shape, sneaked behind a Shangren and stabbed him in the lower body.

Ouch

A tragic voice suddenly sounded in the island, smelling sadness and listening to tears.

Chunjun and Chixiao have found their opponents and are chopping happily.

The remaining four Shangren stared coldly at Zhanlu and Xuanyuan

"Which two do you choose?" Zhanlu asked.

"Whatever!" Xuanyuan said calmly, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand had made bursts of dragon chirping.

Obviously, he was already a little impatient with the war in his heart.

Zhanlu didn't talk nonsense. Holding Zhanlu's sword, he took the lead: "whatever!"

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