Chapter 1355

I didn't care to settle accounts with them before. Now I've sent them to my home. Do you still need to be polite with him?

He said with a faint smile, "have you ever heard of Snipes and clams fighting for profits? No one else did it. You two jumped out. You're not looking for death. What's that? "

"Presumptuous, in front of the third uncle, how dare you be so arrogant?" Zhou Mo Yu scolds a way, if it is not because the realm is inferior to him, really want to go up to tear up an Su Dong's mouth immediately.

Zhou Chengde's eyes were deep, his right hand protruded, and his spiritual powers interweaved to form a bright light. With a cold hum, he grabbed an Sudong. His spiritual power suddenly rose, turned into a bigger hand, fell from the sky and patted an Sudong.

This is clearly to want the life of an Sudong.

An Sudong was still. When the big hand was about to fall, he took his hand and crossed it. The hand was split in two in an instant.

"Ah Zhou Chengde screamed repeatedly, holding his right hand with his left hand. He saw a long cut in the palm of his right hand. Blood gushed out like a spring and fell to the ground.

It's the blood of the strong in the real immortal period. It's an absolute treasure,

Zhou Chengde quickly blocked the wound with his spirit power, but he was surprised to find that there was a terrible flow of sword spirit in the wound. As soon as his spirit power passed, it was shattered and he could not seal the wound at all.

The blood can't stop flowing.

It's impossible. How can this boy's fighting power be so strong? A sword can hurt him so badly.

Zhou Chengde can't believe it, but it's just a little bit of Mahayana. He can't bear to fight back. If the other side is really so strong, he'll bear to fart!

"Third uncle!" Zhou Mo Yu looks at him in horror. In his heart, the four elders can sweep the spirit world. How can they be defeated by a boy.

Here, Zhou Chengde is his backstage, and the reason why he dares to be so arrogant. Now his third uncle is hurt by the other party's sword. Suddenly, his heart beats the drum of retreat. He doesn't want to die here.

"Since you sincerely want to die, I'm to blame!" An Sudong didn't take out the Sansi sword. Just now, it was just the power of a finger and thunder for nine days. It was this magic power that made his wound difficult to heal.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!" Zhou Chengde roared and killed with a knife.

Whew!

The Qi of the sword cuts through the sky and converges into a rainbow light ten feet long, which looks like an angry dragon.

An Sudong also drew out his sword. After all, he was at the peak of the real immortal period. The previous blow was just taking advantage of his unprepared. Now don't be careless.

He took the banishment sword. It's enough to deal with Zhou Chengde.

Brush! With a wave of the long sword, the awn of the sword is only one foot long.

The power of a sword depends on its length and coarseness. The longer the sword is, the thicker it is, the more lethal it is.

Therefore, when Zhou Chengde saw that the sword was only one foot long, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground in an instant, and the onlooker Zhou Moyu was full of confidence. He really looked up to the boy before.

Dong!

Dao Mang and Jian mang collide. Dao mang breaks from it and divides into two.

The broken sword is still running according to the previous track, but skilfully across the east side of ansu.

But the sword was like a supernatural force, and continued to kill Zhou Chengde.

Zhou Chengde was shocked, retreated and dodged, his face full of panic.

It's impossible. His sword is obviously better than his sword. How can he be cut off.

Zhou Chengde was a little staggered. The longer the sword was, the more powerful it was. But there were two exceptions: the warrior's understanding of martial arts and the weapon level used.

He felt that if he didn't believe that an Sudong's understanding of martial arts was better than his own, there was only one possibility. The sword in his hand was the best spirit weapon, which made up for the gap of realm to a certain extent and could turn over and crush him.

"Ha ha, your sword belongs to me!" He was overjoyed and decided that an Sudong had taken advantage of the spirit weapon, not his strength.

After stabilizing his figure, he killed again and spread out his body method. In order to make people dazzled, e'ang an Sudong couldn't start. He took the opportunity to kill an Sudong at one stroke to capture the sword and magic power.

An Sudong was still, looking at his blank look, it seemed that he could not capture his figure at all.

Zhou Chengde was overjoyed, and his figure flashed behind an Sudong. He slashed it out and cut it to an Sudong's back.

Go to die, all die for me!

Brush, a knife cut, Zhou Chengde first is a happy, then surprised, an Su Dong unexpectedly disappeared in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, the alarm rang in my heart. Sure enough, a voice came from behind: "why, are you looking for me?"

He was so frightened that his pupils contracted violently, and he was sweating all over. He turned around in a hurry and raised his knife to meet him.

Brush! It's cold and Yin cold.

The knife was empty again.

to the end!

When Zhou Chengde was shocked, a voice came from behind him again: "I won't play with you!"

no

Zhou Chengde was about to shout when he suddenly got cold behind his back. He looked down and saw that a sword came out of his chest.

However, an Su Dong also looked down upon the real immortal period too much, but how could he die so easily after a sword.

As long as he gathers his spiritual power again and takes the life-saving medicine, he can still survive.

However, when you put a sword through my body, I will do the opposite. How can you dodge?

Zhou Chengde wanted to draw a knife, but he found that his spiritual power was like a flood that opened the gate, and he could not unite.

"Pa!" He didn't even have the strength to hold the knife. When the sword fell, he cut off half of his right foot.

Zhou Chengde, holding his last breath, turned around and looked at an Sudong in bewilderment: "why... For..."

He didn't know why he lost until he died.

The banished immortal sword is the best weapon. Although an Sudong can't exert his power to the extreme, after being stabbed by it, the sword will enter into the body and form an indelible destruction. It's another matter whether the jinxianqi can resist or not.

In a word, don't underestimate the best weapon. It's far less water than you think.

An Sudong didn't want to answer him, but he was a dead man and a shameless villain. Why waste saliva with him.

He drew his sword and looked at Zhou Moyu.

"Don't kill me!" Zhou Moyu ran away with his legs.

Poof! He had just run three steps, and his body was shocked. There was a sharp pain in his chest. He saw an arrow made of spiritual power passing through his heart. He reached out to catch it, but fell down, lifeless.

make love! There was a sudden applause in the crowd. The old man in black robes walked out, clapping and saying: "it's a genius of the United College. It's really good."

"Who are you?" An Su Dong squints at him.

"It's not polite to see the elder? That's what your parents taught you? " The old man in xuanpao was not happy: "I'm Mao Junjie from qingleizong, and I'm also a teacher of United College. I'm not happy to salute you when I see you!"