Chapter 495

Monks in the holy land of Kunlun all know that Wang Zishan is as beautiful as a fairy. It can be seen that there are few people who have ever seen her, and handsome men are among them. So they are desperate to humiliate an Sudong and try to win Wang Zishan's favor.

However, Wang Zishan didn't even smile at his flattering smile, let alone respond, which made him angry.

Then he didn't wait for his reaction, just like an Sudong of ghosts and gods appeared in an instant. When he was put in his hand, he didn't know what was going on.

Looking at an Sudong who was close at hand, he forgot his anger. At this speed, it was easy for an Sudong to kill him. The handsome monk's face was very ugly.

The handsome friar struggled hard, but he couldn't move. At last, as soon as ansudong let go, he fell to the ground. Then he faltered: "I didn't say I wanted to fight with you again. Besides, you are a friar in the middle of jiedan. I can't take advantage of you in the later stage of jiedan. I won't win."

After that, his eyes were filled with pride. He not only rejected an Sudong, but also showed his own measurement. He felt that he was speaking with a high standard.

Listen to the other side dead duck mouth hard, an Su East is also angry smile, "then you only use the level of medium-term also can."

Although an Sudong didn't move on, seeing the smile on his face, the handsome friar stepped back two steps. After a long time, he said, "you have so many divine animal blood, and you know how to use space. It's not fair to fight with you."

At first, he said that his cultivation was high and he could not win. Now, he said that there were too many supernatural powers in ansudong. The monks behind ansudong were contemptuous.

"Just now I said that people are rubbish and dogs. Now you look worse than dogs. It's really a shame!"

"Ha ha, just now it's as hard as steel, but now it's as soft as eggs. If it's a man, don't talk like a woman. Don't let us look down on you."

Hearing the sound of ridicule, the handsome friar couldn't hold his face and began to retort, "if you can, you'll come. What's the meaning of speaking sarcastic words there? You didn't see his performance just now. He would blink. How can you fight?"

"I don't need the power of space and blood. Let's fight!"

An Sudong was a little irritable, and this kind of friar was the first time he met him.

"I don't want to talk to you..."

Before he finished, an Sudong couldn't help but rush over and don't beat each other. He couldn't swallow it!

"Bang!"

As soon as the handsome friar saw that an Su Dong was attacking, he was also fierce. A swallow turned over and flashed aside. At the same time, a magic weapon of black long sword appeared in the air.

The shape of the long sword is simple, and the hilt is inlaid with a spirit stone. The strong sword Qi is breathed in the body of the sword. It looks very powerful. This is the magic weapon of the handsome monk, heizhai sword. But before he can use it, an Sudong's banishment immortal sword has surrounded him, and some swords are wrapped around his magic weapon, and some swords are drawn out to attack him.

For a moment, the handsome monk was in a hurry. In a hurry, he took out a magic weapon in the shape of a stick. Without waiting for him to fight twice, the magic weapon was cut into half by the relegation immortal sword, which scared him.

The magic weapon of his life was hard, and it didn't break in an instant. But after a while, the black long sword also hissed, and cracks appeared on the whole magic weapon. For a moment, the spirit power of the sword became dim, as if it had no luster just now. The handsome friar vomited blood, and was obviously seriously injured.

Everyone was shocked. No one thought that an Sudong was so powerful that he easily hanged the later monk of jiedan.

"Stop it. Stop it."

The handsome Friar's face changed color with fright. He put his hands in front of him and motioned not to hit him again. In fact, an Sudong had already stopped, otherwise he would not have been able to hold on for so long and would have become flesh and blood.

"Am I rubbish, or am I a dog?"

An Su Dong bullied him, patted him on the head with his hand, and gave a cold hum.

The handsome friar said with a smile: "I don't know Taishan. I don't know elder martial brother an is so good. I don't dare to do it any more. Please let me go. I'm willing to let elder martial brother an drive me in the future!"

The good thing is to know the current affairs, but the hard thing is that there is no dignity. It's hard to see the monks, especially the people in Kunlun holy land.

"Shut up your dog's mouth. You're the only one. Elder martial brother an is not rare at all. You look like that. You can't eat next to you."

"I was extremely arrogant just now, but now I beg for mercy. If you have no backbone, you might as well die and lose the face of our holy land!"

The friars who followed an Sudong all the way were happy. Just then, they felt the insults that an Sudong had been insulted. Now when he was angry, he was naturally full of joy and cheers on his face.

The people in Kunlun Holy Land didn't speak. From their expressions, we can see that they are extremely depressed at the moment. The master among them was beaten so badly. It's because the opponent didn't break out all his strength. He looked at the handsome monk in disgust and wanted to kill him with his eyes.

Wang Zishan's expression is even more ugly. He has nothing to be pitied for. He humiliates others first, and his words are still so ugly. After he is defeated, he is just like a dog, begging for mercy and trampling on the dignity of Kunlun holy land.

However, she was also surprised by the strength of an Sudong.

She has seen a lot of monks use combination magic weapons, but they all have the primary and secondary, and the number is controlled within six. An Sudong is very good. He controls ten long swords, and even cracks the Jiangtian's Mozi sword.

Mozi, a kind of material, is not very effective in transmitting spiritual power, but it's extremely hard. Few magic weapons in the world can be destroyed, let alone being nourished by Jiang TIANLIAN's magic weapon in the elixir for so long, which is unbelievable.

"I'm not going to do anything to you. What are you afraid of? Have you ever seen a man who can't get along with a dog?"

After an Sudong said that, the monks of Penglai Holy Land burst out laughing, and the monks of Kunlun holy land were even more uncomfortable.

Jiang Tian's eyes flashed with malice, but he said, "yes, thank you for sparing your life."

Licking and laughing, he climbed to one side, stood up and wanted to go back to Kunlun Holy Land monk, but everyone glared at him. What's more, he took out his magic weapon to face each other. Jiang Tian was scared and looked at Wang Zishan for help, hoping that the goddess in his heart could take care of him.

"You'd better not come here. We don't want people who are inferior to pigs and dogs in Kunlun."

Wang Zishan glanced and said coldly.

"Go away!"

"Get out of here and die where you like. Don't let us get in the way of our eyes!"

"You are a disgrace to our holy land of Kunlun. We never want to see you again!"

For a moment, Jiang Tian became a mouse that everyone called to fight. He looked at Wang Zishan and then at an Sudong. He turned his head and walked to the distance, but with a look of hatred on his face, he must find the place.

"Younger martial brother an, it's our turn to compete. It's not too early. Zhao Xiong may have gone to the second floor."

Wang Zishan calmed down, turned his head, looked at an Sudong, with a smile in his face, but with a resolution in his eyes.

Seeing this look in his eyes, an Sudong knew that he could not escape today. He made Kunlun holy land so humiliated that people had to find some face.

He had no choice but to smile, "well, please show mercy to elder martial sister Wang."

"Younger martial brother, don't hurt her. It's almost enough."

Hearing fan Xi's voice, an Sudong couldn't help laughing, which made Wang Zishan a little angry. He even dared to laugh. He couldn't kneel down and beg for mercy without beating him.