Blade of the Sword Master

Remotely, when Xiao Du and Xiao Du met for the first time in the mysterious realm of Heaven, Xiao Du at that time, in the eyes of Ink, was just a slightly bigger ant.

After fighting alone, Mo Evil didn't even see Xiao Du in his eyes, but only a few short years later, Xiao Du actually grew to this point, one-on-one, Xiao Du did not fall in the wind at all.

The divine color on his face is extremely hard to see. Xiao Dun has grown much faster than he expected. In contrast, Xiao Dun is incredibly smooth compared to the nausea of eating flies. At the same time, the war will in his heart is constantly rising.

Four old ancestors, such as Xiao Sheng, used to be the first son of the Holy Palace. At that time, no one would know how much pressure Xiao Du had on his shoulders. Especially after his first contact with Ink, Xiao Dun was able to feel the gap between himself and the other first son. Such a huge gap created a feeling of powerlessness in Xiao Dun's heart.

In the face of such pressure, Xiao Dun did not give up, but insisted on biting his teeth and not letting go of any chance of improvement, such as the heavens of Nine Heavens, other people would certainly not enter, but Xiao Dun promised.

That is to say, with such a crazy effort, Xiao Dun has, to this day, the ability and capital to compete with other first sons such as Mo Evil.

As if to completely release the pressure on himself all these years, Xiao Dun cut out a sword, holy grade martial arts Jiuluo sword strength, sword stroke over, space filled with layers of ripples, at the same time, Xiao Dun is also cold drunk.

“Ink, do you think it was still the time of the heavenly kingdom? I said, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you're capable of it or not. ”

Until this moment, Xiao Dun was truly standing on the shrine of the younger generation of the North Star world, doing the shrine that only a few people were entitled to stand on.

In the face of Xiao Dun's counterattack and cold drinking, Ink's face was shady to the extreme, and he couldn't help but scold himself.

“Damn, damn ants, you think you can compete with me like that, it's a joke. ”

In just a few years, the former ants had reached the height of enough to fight themselves, which made it difficult for Ink to accept for a while, the words fell, Ink evil was also shot with a fierce clap, the ghost gods directly carried out, and collided with Xiao Dun's Jiuluo swordpower.

The two aggressive attacks collided violently, and the terrible air wave blew both of the warriors directly around them, causing a crack in the space.

Less than a half-hearted cult has the ability to break space, which is the horror of the Son.

Neither one of them had a grudge, and naturally there was no mercy, but even so, this memory touched hard, and neither of them had anything to do with anyone.

The attacks counteracted each other, and at first sight, the two people were living together, again in a great war.

Xiao Dun and Mu Xi are indissoluble, while the rest of the dust, Longqing and others, at this time, the situation is not very good.

At this time, Dragon Green and Dust Ling paired with the elephant and the punishment, respectively. As for Nahao Zong, as he said before the war, one person monopolized the four sons, including the Qing Emperor.

With one enemy, Hao Zong still seemed very relaxed. Instead, there were four Qing Emperors, who were totally beaten by Hao Zong.

Fighting between the two sides, as previously speculated by the world, although the number of sons and daughters in the Night Ghost Pavilion is smaller, the strength is much stronger than that of the sons and daughters of the Holy Palace, which is the inherent gap.

Although over the years the Holy Palace has spared no effort to support the full cultivation of the Virgin of the Son, such as Xiao Dun, after all, the time is short and the inherence of the Holy Palace itself can be said to be virtually non-existent, so the progress of all is limited.

The six sons and daughters of the Night Ghost Pavilion, all of whom have been famous for years, have been known to deter the North Star community.

The gap between the two sides is most intuitive and evident on the Son.

That is, in the fierce war, after more than a hundred searches, Hao Zong struck Jiang Yue in the chest, a bite of blood erupted, and the whole person of Kang blood flied away. Fortunately, he was held by the Qing Emperor, or he would be seriously injured directly.

One slap wounded Jiang Yue, so far the battle can only be more than a hundred searches, so Jiang Yue is injured.

Watching the Qing Emperor save Jiang Yue, Hao Zong did not continue pursuing, but said lazily, "You are not my opponents, or stop this, you do not understand, I do not understand what? Anyway, I promised Mo Evil that I'd help him hold the four holy princes, and now I've done it. How about that? ”

Above the battlefield, Hao Zong actually said such words, Qingdi and others heard that their faces were extremely ugly, but they did not wait for four people to reply, and a round of applause came.

“Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. ”

With the voice, Chen Yu's smile appeared in front of the four Qing Emperors, and just when Chen Yu appeared, the sixth son of the Night Ghost Pavilion ambushed beside Hao Sect. However, at this time, the ambush corner of his mouth was hung with blood, apparently injured.

Before, Chen Yu fought Fujin, and the four Qing Emperors fought Hao Zong. In the face of Fujin, Chen Yu's strength obviously needed to be strong, so Fujin was injured. However, when he saw that the situation of the four Qing Emperors was not good, Chen Yu came voluntarily. Nor did he stop Fujin, of course, because his strength was less than Chen Yu's.

He glanced at the ambush with blood stains on the corner of his mouth. Hao Zong's eyes flashed with a different color. He looked at the face and said with shame, "Brother, I am not his opponent, he is strong. ”

Techniques are worse than people, there is nothing to say. Ambush confessed that he was worse than Chen Yu, heard the story, and Hao Zong said nothing. He still smiled at Chen Yudao, and as for the four Qing Emperors, he ignored them directly.

“You're right, it's no fun to kill. Why don't you sit down and have a nice drink? ”

Chen Yu hurt the ambush, but Hao Zong had no intention of being angry. On the contrary, the way he spoke was like talking to an old friend. People who didn't know it thought he and Chen Yu were old friends who had been gone for years.

Hearing Hao Zong's words, Chen Yu also laughed, “Well, I promised you what you just asked. We won't do it, you won't do it. How about just wait till the war is over? Not without a few of us, anyway, is it? ”

In the face of Chen Yu's proposal, Hao Zong smiled and looked at the ink evil fighting Xiao Dun not far away. The smile did not diminish in his eyes. He did not know what he was thinking. After a moment, he turned his gaze to Chen Yu again. The smile on his face became very helpless and bitter.

“I would love to..."

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