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"He robbed me, it was me who killed it? Is something wrong?"
Wen Zilong said this, and the live broadcast exploded instantly.
"I'm so good!"
"Dare to harden the larch, it's awesome!"
"Handsome fried!"
"Don't you say people dare not be tough?"
"It's all scolded."
Of course, most of the time, the navy can find a specific posture to bring rhythm.
"This old demon bloated."
"Floating, obviously floating."
"Little demon fairy, challenge the fallen leaves sword faction, it is really beyond measure."
"Good job."
At the bullfighting headquarters, the general manager of power can see this scene and can not help laughing.
"This old demon fairy really did a good job. Ha ha ha ha ..."
In Shoumeng, the main leader Ye Weiyang also saw this scene through a live broadcast.
He frowned slightly.
Secretly worried for Wen Zilong.
At the rabbit tooth headquarters, Shi Shisong, general manager, frowned tightly.
"Wen Zilong, isn't this silly?"
The teacher's face was also slightly unsightly, and he shook his head:
"Too young, too young."
In the eyes of all of them, Wen Zilong's hard larch in the face was too irrational.
And at this time, in the picture.
The two strong players of the Falling Sword School heard Wen Zilong dare to say in front of them that there was something wrong with their head and suddenly became furious.
"presumptuous!"
"Bold!"
With that said, the swords on their backs came out of the sheath instantly.
Choking—
Choking—
At the next moment, the two men held long swords and spurred straight towards Wenzi Dragon.
The momentum of his body has completely enveloped Wen Zilong.
Wen Zilong was unwavering, letting the two's swords pierce towards themselves.
Soon, the swords of the two men, like a gust of wind, had swept in front of Wen Zilong.
A straight eyebrow pointed at Wenzi Long;
The other pointed directly at Wenzi Longxinkou.
However, the next moment.
Hiss--
Hiss--
Two sounds of crisp fabrics were torn apart.
It was said twice, but it sounded like one because it was too fast.
At the same time, with the click sound of the bone being torn off.
The two powerful deciduous sword factions were torn apart.
Look at the old demon again, and throw the body aside.
Back to Wen Zilong again, it seemed like he hadn't done anything.
The two were obviously not dead yet, and the blood squirmed to heal.
However, Wen Zilong's death scythe flew past the bodies of the two men.
The corpses of these two people were suddenly completely alive.
At this moment, the barrage exploded again in the live broadcast room.
"My grass!"
"I go!"
"I depend!"
"My Nima!"
"666666666."
"Don't dare to kill the fallen leaf sword strong!"
"And still in front of the head of the fallen leaves sword faction, the live broadcast tore apart their strongmen!"
"Someone just said that people don't dare to be positive. What about now?"
"It's still the old devil. I thought that the old demon was only so cruel to the wild beast. I didn't expect to be brutal to the man!"
Bullfighting headquarters.
Quan Kesong looked at this scene and was surprised for a moment.
Is this kid crazy?
Even the fallen leaf swords dare to kill.
This is the third largest gate of Proximity Star.
Killing them is equivalent to offending more than 300 million disciples of the entire Fallen Sword School.
And among the Fallen Sword School, there are thousands of third-order mid-level strongmen.
Does he want to chase more than 300 million disciples and thousands of third-tier mid-level strong men?
But soon, Quan Ke loosened his mouth and smiled again.
This kid is really impulsive.
But the more impulsive he is, the sooner his death will come.
Deciduous sword faction, can he be a little old magic fairy team can contend with?
On the other side, Shi Taisong almost dropped his eyes.
"I rely on! Wen Zilong is going crazy!"
The teacher also frowned.
"If Wen Zilong responds well, our rabbit teeth will get up this time. But he offended the fallen leaf sword faction, this time it is dead."
At the same time, on the spot.
Larch swordsmanship, larch.
Seeing Wen Zilong's subordinates, in front of his own face, tearing his two disciples.
He was suddenly furious.
The momentum of the third-order mid-level body completely exploded.
"Wen Zilong, you are looking for death--"
In the roar, two axe suddenly appeared in both hands.
Third-grade weapons!
And still two.
No one would think that the deciduous sword faction, the sword faction famous for its swordsmanship, but the weapon they are most good at, is two axes.
The third-order mid-level strongman is paired with two third-grade weapons.
Combat power is approaching the peak of the fourth order.
The next moment, he roared:
"Wen Zilong, return my life!"
At the same time, leaping high.
The momentum of the body, plus the momentum of the axe.
When falling from the sky, the surrounding trees were crushed and broken.
On the mountain next to it, there are rocks that can't bear such pressure and fall down.
However, just when his axe looked at falling in front of Wen Zilong.
Hiss--
The sound of cloth tears came from his body.
Click--
The sound of bones being torn apart was also sent from his body.
In the heart of larch, there was a sudden fear.
However, waiting for his reaction.
A black sickle, like the death scythe that harvested life, flew over the head.
His life disappeared without a trace.
Because of his hatred, after his death, his soul was directly transformed into evil spirits.
Swallowed towards Wen Zilong.
However, in front of Wen Zilong, a scroll of evil spirits had already been sacrificed.
A violent suction force directly sucked his evil spirit into the evil spirit scroll.
At the same time, the souls of the two guys who just died were also absorbed by the evil spirit scroll.
All this happened too fast, too fast.
From larch shot, to being torn open directly, and then harvested by the scythe of death.
In the end, even evil spirits were absorbed by Wen Zilong's scroll.
It was only two seconds in total.
The remaining eleven deciduous Jianzong disciples who were almost there did not react.
In their hearts, only fear was left.
The head is actually dead!
The head was actually torn in half!
In their hearts, the almost invincible master was even beheaded within two seconds.
Not even the soul could escape.
In their hearts, apart from shock, there is only fear.
And when they were frightened, the sound of the torn cloth continued to be heard around them.
Hiss--
Hiss--
Hiss--
At the same time, it was accompanied by the sound of bones being torn off.
Click--
Click--
Click--
In just ten seconds, the eleven disciples of the Fallen Sword School were all torn in half.
At this moment, the three anchors on the scene were silent.
In the live room, it was quiet.
People completely forget the barrage.
Because of the shock, the sailors forgot to bring the rhythm.
Moreover, in this case, the rhythm is not easy to bring.
All the people who saw this scene were also shocked.
A woman who was doing laundry was filled with water and the basin had overflowed, and she did not notice it at all.
A man who was smoking was almost burning his hands, and he was still unaware.
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