Chapter 909

"Click..."

The power of a sword array lies in its momentum. Once the dense sword Qi is allowed to form a powerful force, the edge will have to be avoided.

The young man with the sword just had time to wave the blue sword inside. The sword spirit directly poured all the attacks on him. The attack was like a storm, and the young man's arm was hanged in an instant.

The fierce pain poured into his body. Fortunately, this young man with a knife was not an ordinary person. The more severe the pain was, the more able he could calm him down. Experienced him, he knew that there was no room for recovery. Previously, all five of them were beaten by Zhao Jiuge, but now there are only two of them. They are shrouded in the eight wasteland sword array. Where is there any possibility of overturning? Xuzhu has died It's settled. Then why should he be buried with xuzhu? When he thought of it, he felt like a young man with a broken arm. He had a decision in his heart.

The brown cloth bag that protected the bamboo burst out a burst of light, and then a roll came to him and protected himself in an instant.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

At the next moment, a series of dull sounds came, and the sword spirit of the eight wasteland sword array constantly bombarded the brown cloth bag, making a crisp sound.

A cold sweat broke out from the young man holding the knife. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Otherwise, he would lose more than one arm. Maybe his whole body would be strangled by the sword array.

But now, xuzhu is completely exposed to the eight wasteland sword array, and there is a drop of golden water shooting at him in the distance. It can be said that the situation has changed dramatically in an instant.

Xuzhu looked flustered. He didn't expect that the situation would turn into this. Even the great Luo Tianxian couldn't save him. At the beginning, he was lucky enough to send it out in the dreamland. Even if he had a big life, he was completely delivered to the door by himself.

He and Mo Xin have been severely damaged under Zhao Jiu singer, but today they are doomed to die under Zhao Jiuge without such a good fate.

Another drop of golden water shot from the sky. The bamboo under the light directly took out the previous colorful silk robe and once again resisted it. However, in a hurry, he did not think about such a consequence at all. He used the colorful silk robe once before, which made him consume a lot.

"Bang."

After a roar, the original divine color light is not as good as the previous colorful silk robe, and it is obviously unable to continue to use in a short time, and the bamboo itself also spits out a mouthful of blood.

The purple house in the body because of this kind of consumption brings the huge load, lets the body also cannot eat, the facial expression changes extremely pale.

The most important thing is not so. Although the golden water drops, he fought the price of injury and resisted it, but the real killing move was still shrouded in his eight wasteland sword array. He lost the protection of brown cloth bag, and his purple house was injured again. Xuzhu felt that he had no sense of security. He felt cool under the fierce sword spirit.

"Xiang Kun, how dare you treat me like this? I want you to look good when you go back!"

Feeling the young man holding the knife, xuzhu became angry and began to drink hysterically. However, he had no chance to make the elder look good, and he could not return to Nawan daozong.

"HISHI..."

The sound of rustling came from the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh of Xu bamboo. Now his purple mansion was hurt and could not use his spiritual power. All he could do was watch the sword Qi pierce into his body.

However, due to the action of xuzhu, the nature was also implicated, and the indifferent young man was hurt by Zhao Jiuge's sword Qi. It's good that he didn't dare to worry about the sword Qi in his body and not suppress him. He had to resist the eight wasteland sword array crazily first. People's hearts were selfish. In times of crisis, there was no interest, no relationship and no flattery Care about yourself.

Taoism is also fragile in body, but it is extremely powerful in spirit and spirit. This is different from those who quench their bodies and swordsmen. After the virtual bamboo body is killed, Yuan Shen can resist and survive in the eight wasteland sword array.

A cloud of white halo is naturally the yuan God of xuzhu, but no matter how unwilling he is, how he curses and laments, he can not change the fact and the end in the end. Therefore, there are few breathing skills, and the bamboo falls.

Everything has its own destiny. If it wasn't xuzhu who wanted to find the trouble of mitochondria and stay in the practice of wandaozong, the future would still be beautiful. Moreover, he could take over the whole wandaozong and even become the leader. In that way, he could slowly clean up Zhao Jiuge. However, he was so impatient that he even died in Zhao Jiu's singer, which ruined his good future.

When Zhao Jiuge saw this scene, he felt a little happy. It was worth the effort to kill xuzhu. Moreover, killing so many disciples of daozong didn't make him happy.

It can be said that with the talent of xuzhu, future achievements will not be small. Unfortunately, it fell in such a remote place. It turns out that there are too many talents, but many of them die before they grow up. Only those who can really grow up can be regarded as talents.On the other side, Xiang Kun, a young man with a blue broadsword, has a brown bag magic weapon, and his defense situation is relatively good. However, the situation of the other indifferent young man is much worse. The sword Qi has already entered his body. In addition, the continuous sword Qi around him makes him unable to resist.

But Xiang Kun naturally can only watch him being killed by the eight wasteland sword array. He has no choice but to do nothing. Once he dares to do so, he will be affected by the sword spirit.

With half a cup of tea, the indifferent young man had to die with hatred. Who could have thought that the dominant ones would fall one after another, and the pace of cultivation was thus stopped.

After killing so many disciples of Daoism today, Zhao Jiuge was very happy. Seeing that only one person was still struggling in the eight wasteland sword array, Zhao Jiuge laughed. The power of the eight wasteland sword array was really extraordinary. I just don't know whether the power will continue to increase with the improvement of cultivation. If the cultivation is advanced in the future, the power of the eight waste sword array will be improved If you can't continue to increase, you may not be able to use yourself at that time.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

However, the elder has not been able to work with the master for a short time.

One after another, the sword spirit bombarded, most of them hit on the brown bag magic weapon, and the crisp voice was constantly coming, and the brown bag magic weapon was constantly expanding.

Zhao Jiuge's eyes are full of interest at Xiang Kun, using various means to resist. Zhao Jiuge is very patient, and does not continue to start. He continues to stare at Xiang Kun with more interest. If there is no reason, he can urge the eight wasters sword array and continue to launch the offensive, but he did not do so, just watched with interest.

Now that this is the case, Zhao Jiuge decided to kill all of them. Even if there is a disturbance, he will leave here soon.

Zhao Jiuge looked at Xiang Kun like that, just like watching a clown exhaust all his means and spiritual power. After all, he just spent his spiritual power and mind, and there was no risk. When his own spiritual power was exhausted, it was just a matter of time.

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