Blade of the Sword Master

The ghost youth was iron to take revenge. Xiao Dun naturally promised to come down.

Xiao Du was not really concerned about the life and death of this ghost youth, so he did not put Xiao Du in any danger.

He nodded directly and, as it turns out, the ghost youth was suddenly experiencing a terrible smell, and the killing in his eyes reached its ultimate point at this moment.

However, in the face of this terrible atmosphere, Xiao Dun remained as still as a mountain, unaffected in the least.

No one thought that this would happen, that a son of a sacred ministry would dare to challenge a son of a sub-sacred ministry, which was truly unexpected.

But for such a development, in addition to surprise, there is more excitement in the audience, and some excitement in the mind is hidden.

This shrine is inherently mysterious, and as the son of the shrine, it is naturally even more mysterious, so many of the young talented people present want to see how powerful the son of this recently emerged Ascension shrine is.

Whether the Son of the Sacred Palace is as powerful as the Son of an old subordinate, such as Tai Shinto, has reached the same level of existence is a curiosity in the minds of all.

Of course, no one thinks Xiao Dun will lose. After all, he can be the son of Ascension Gate. Naturally, it cannot be a vase. Strength must be there.

What really makes people care is just how powerful Xiao Dun is, what level he has reached, and how different he is from the son of an old-fashioned sub-saint like Tai Shinton.

Hopefully, the ghost son will test the power of Xiao Dun, which is what everyone expects most.

And just as the people looked forward to watching, on the battlefield, the ghost son took the lead, and as soon as he came up, he didn't have a hand. He was more confused than the ghost on the battlefield, and he slapped, and a white bone massive palm made of ghosts gathered together fell from the sky and burst into Xiao Dun.

“White bone stamp.” Drink with anger and slap your palms down.

The attack of the ghost son, Xiao Dun had no intention of dodging at all. In his hand, Na Qing flashed, the Mo Long Sword instantly appeared in his hand.

He stood with his sword and looked at the white bone mark of the ghost son. He saw that the white bone mark was getting closer and closer. Almost hit Xiao Du, Xiao Du had not acted at all. At this time, he finally took out his hand. A sword was cut out, and his sword sharpened, colliding severely with the white bone giant palm.

There was no hiding, no defense, no excessive movement even under the feet, so that people could see, and the white bone giant palm quickly broke open after colliding with Xiao Dun's sword blade.

At first sight, he defeated the ghost son's full blow. After that, Xiao Dun did not stop, another sword was cut out, and the sword was rowed. The ghost youth said it was bad, but it was too late to retreat, and he could only defend himself fully.

The second one fell, and the ghost son was directly bombed out, spitting a lot of blood in his mouth, apparently seriously traumatized.

One sword broke the white bone imprint, and one sword severely injured the son of the ghost tribe. In response, Xiao Dun whispered to himself, "It seems I still look up to you. ”

For this ghost son, Xiao Dun really looked up to him. The strength of this man was not as good as the first son of the ghost sect that day. At least the first son of the heaven ghost sect blocked his first two swords. At this time, the ghost youth is difficult to stop even his second sword.

Without interest at all, Xiao Dun once again chopped out a sword, accompanied by the fall of the sword, the little full level of sword erupted, lightning rushed towards the ghost son.

Without any more resistance, the ghost son of the people in the air was directly cut down by Xiao Dun to a sword, and his body was also directly cut in half.

With three swords in front and back, the victory and defeat are already known. Faced with this result, the many young talents present are a little overwhelmed.

I thought I could see the strength of the Holy Son through this battle. Who came first, this ghost son, was actually killed directly by Xiao Dun's three swords.

Moreover, anyone can see that Xiao Dun's three swords were simply cut out at random, only that the last sword used sword, but the martial arts did not.

Even the proud martial arts of the people have not been used to divide victory and defeat, so that the battle is obviously devoid of any reference value, and the power of the Holy Son of the Holy Palace remains a mystery.

But the more curious it is, the more shocking it is. Even martial arts do not need to be used to kill the son of the Holy Sect, which is enough to prove that Xiao Dun is unpredictable.

Like everyone else, his gaze was on the battlefield, looking at Xiao Dun's back, and Kalya said with some disappointment.

“What a piece of crap, I can't even test my strength. ”

Kalya likewise had the idea of testing Xiao Du's power, but unfortunately, the ghost son was too worthless to even find out what Xiao Du's real strength was.

Hearing this from Kalya, Kosso next to him took a quick sip of wine and said a few words.

“Aren't you thinking too much of yourself, the son of a sacred ministry in the district, trying to detect the depths of the First Son of the Holy Palace? Isn't that a dream? ”

Coso knew it would turn out this way, trying to detect the depths of Xiao Du by virtue of the son of a sacred sect in the district. This is really a crazy dream, completely impossible thing.

He knew that the Son of the Sacred Palace was definitely not fictitious, as can be seen from Dusty.

With a glimpse of all the leopards, one can see that the ten greatest sons and daughters of the Holy Palace are absolutely true in strength and must have reached the threshold of the Son of Subsainthood.

There was nothing unexpected about the result, and when she heard what Coso said, Kalean left her mouth open, but she didn't say much more, and she knew that Coso was right.

It was just between the two of them whispering, sighing at some of the other ghost sons present, sighing softly than Xiao Du on the battlefield.

“Anyone else want revenge for Heavenly Ghost Sect? There's something you can come up with. ”

As Xiao Dun came out, the other ghost sons present, all silenced at this time.

Revenge for Heavenly Ghost Sect? Just kidding, at this time, anyone knows that the Son of the Holy Palace is probably at the same level as the Son of the Apostle. At this time, who dares to avenge the Heavenly Ghost Sect, it is simply looking for his own death.

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