Chapter 1717

In the Youming tavern, calm was restored again. As for the bodies of those strong people in the Ling family, people in the tavern immediately came forward to clean up.

However, after this incident, no one in the tavern dared to make a noise, even talking loudly, for fear of causing unparalleled dissatisfaction.

Jian Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention to these, and continued to look at these information.

But suddenly, the girl in green at the bar counter came towards jianwushuang.

"This adult." The girl in blue is quite modest, but she is not too afraid.

"What's up?" The sword has no double ends and no return.

"Your Excellency knows that what you just killed is the strong man of the Ling family, and the Ling family is in Zhenwu God's country, but it is second only to the Lord of the country. It has provoked the people of the Ling family, but it has never had good fruit to eat, so I advise you to leave quickly before the strong man of the Ling family comes." Qingyi girl road.

"Oh, thank you for telling me." Jian Wushuang said, but there was no response.

The girl in blue frowned and continued, "it seems that adults should be strong people coming from other gods, so I don't know the strength of Ling family. Ling family has more than 20 true gods alone, of which there are fully five eternal true gods, and even they have a chaotic true God!"

"This is the true God of chaos. If you put it in some ordinary gods, you can become the leader of a country. Such a powerful force, sir..."

"I see." Jian Wushuang still just nodded slightly.

Seeing the sword unparalleled, the girl in blue shook her head and did not continue to persuade.

Although the people in the tavern were shocked by the unparalleled strength of the sword, they were not in a hurry to leave, but waiting to see the next good play.

After all, not everyone in the Ling family can be killed.

Besides, the sword unparalleled killed a true God, the lineup of more than ten triple zenith end gods, and those gods are all right, but the true God is also a mainstay for Ling family.

Sure enough, before long, the strong man of Ling family who received the news had rushed over.

There are more than 20 strong people in the Ling family, but there are three true gods, and among them, there is an eternal true God.

As soon as they arrived here, they saw the bodies of those strong Ling family members piled up outside the tavern and not buried, and immediately became angry.

"Who dares to regard me as the strong man of Ling family and kill me so unscrupulously!"

A torrent of anger, like a lion roaring, echoed throughout the pub.

Many practitioners in the tavern, some of whom were weak, couldn't help covering their ears directly in this roar.

The terror spread. Surrounded by a group of people, a tall old man with fiery red robes and fiery red hair slowly walked in.

This fiery red haired old man is the eternal true God among the pedestrians. He is also the strong man of Ling family, Ling Yan, who is famous in Zhenwu God's country!

Seeing the visitor, many cultivators in the tavern showed their fear, lowered their heads one by one, and some immediately got up and retreated to the edge, but the sword was unparalleled, and still sat there in a calm and calm manner.

The fiery red haired old Ling Yan naturally noticed the unparalleled sword at the first time.

"Huh?" Lingyan's face is slightly heavy.

Jian Wushuang deliberately hides his breath, which ordinary cultivators really can't see, but he is an eternal true God, and the ultimate true God in the second stage of Jian Wushuang is equivalent to the level of eternal true God. If he is at the same level with him, he can naturally see it.

"It turned out to be an eternal true God. No wonder I was able to kill Ling Tao and them. But I, the Ling family, can't kill anyone who wants to kill. Even if you are an eternal true God, you can't!" Ling Yan shouted angrily.

"I've killed people. If I want revenge, I'll just shoot. There's so much nonsense." The sound of the sword is cold.

"Haha, I'm brave. It seems that my iron lion Ling Yan hasn't done it for a long time. This Zhenwu Dynasty has almost forgotten me. In that case, I'll let people know my reputation again today!" Ling Yan laughed angrily, and the laughter contained terrifying sound waves sweeping away.

"Boy, die!"

With an angry cry, the storm swept over, and Ling Yan had already directly shot.

"This sound is really noisy." Jian Wushuang shook his head slightly, and still stretched out his slender finger. With one finger, the same sword shadow burst out.

This sword shadow directly killed 'Ling Tao' and others before.

Now, the sword shadow swept out again, but almost instantly directly penetrated the spirit body of Ling Yan.

Ling Yan stared wide, his eyes full of consternation, but his body had slowly fallen down.

Lingyan, the famous iron lion of Zhenwu Shenguo, was killed in an instant.

This scene once again shocked the people in the tavern, and the strong men of the Ling family were also stunned.

"Go back and tell you the master of the Ling family, I don't want to cause trouble, but if anyone dares to provoke me, I won't be merciful. I've killed two groups of strong men in the Ling family. If he has the courage, he can continue to send a third wave, but can I guarantee that he will regret it." Jian Wushuang drank wine, and the sound spread slowly.

Those strong people in the Ling family were so cool that they didn't dare to stay at all. They immediately took Ling Yan's body back.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly.

He didn't want to cause trouble at all. It was the people of the Ling family who took the initiative to find him.

With his strength, it was enough to kill countless forces like Ling family, but it was too noticeable to do so.

Now he Xiu hasn't found it, and the nine Taiqing ancient spirit pills have never appeared. The sword matchless doesn't want to attract the attention of the six Yin God King so early.

As for the Ling family, he didn't intend to continue to kill, but if the Ling family didn't know how to be funny, it's no wonder he did.

"Haha, your excellency is so strong." A hearty laugh suddenly came.

Jian Wushuang still sat there drinking wine, while everyone in the tavern looked at the source of the sound.

I saw a middle-aged Qingshan with a blue thunder knife slowly walked into the tavern. The middle-aged Qingshan's face was elegant, but there was a trace of domineering in his eyes.

"I don't know who you are, Emperor Lei?" Qingshan middle-aged walked to the sword without two sides and asked modestly.

When people around heard his name, they all showed a touch of shock.

"It's the blood thunder sword emperor thunder. Zhenwu God's domestic theoretical strength is second only to the emperor thunder of the Lord!"

"Chaos God?"

"My God!"

These people were stunned.

But Jian Wushuang was still light and indifferent.

"Di Lei? My name is... Sword monarch." The sword is unparalleled, and its voice is flat.

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