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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters have a quasi holy soldier

The longbow vibrates, and the aura emitted becomes stronger and stronger.

However, on the contrary, Xiao Tianzhen's aura was extremely weak, like a small flame in the breeze, which could be annihilated at any time.

"Zhentian Bow, Tiantian Arrow, I will help me... kill him..."

The man finally looked at Jiang Xiaofan.

There was a strong sense of hatred in his eyes, and he stared at Jiang Xiaofan tightly.

"laugh!"

After the words were finished, the breath on his body disappeared completely.

At this moment, his body was like sand and dust, shattering with a slight thud.

There is no blood, no bone.

Completely dissipated.

"Clang!"

The chains fell to the ground, and a crisp sound occurred.

"Woo!"

The divine bow vibrated and made a whine sound, rising and falling in this cave.

Circles of divine light spread out and lingered in all directions.

Jiang Xiaofan stood at the center and looked at this scene silently, unable to speak for a long time. I don’t know how long it took, but he finally took a step forward and saluted seriously: “Senior, rest in peace, and…please rest…rest…”

His eyes were flashing cold, and there were murderous intents.

Sirius, Haotian Sect, Haolingye, he would go there and walk there and kill him with his own hands. He betrayed his brothers and was ungrateful. Such a scum is hard to tolerate, and even if he conquered the eighteen levels of hell, it would be difficult to offset the evil deeds he committed.

"Woo!"

In front, the sky-shaking bow was rising and falling, wailing like a child.

Divine weapons also have feelings.

Jiang Xiaofan looked up and looked at the shaking bow with the flashing glowing glow: "The deceased is gone, follow me. Let's go to Xuanyou Star, find the tenth arrow, and then go to Sirius..."

A biting cold light flashed in his eyes.

Just do it, it's just right.

Even without Xiao Tianzhen's incident, he still wants to go to Sirius and kill another person.

"Buzz!"

In front, the sky-shaking bow rises and rises, and the holy power is faint.

"boom!"

An extremely vast aura emanated from the bow and ran through the entire ancient city.

Soon, the aura on its body gradually faded, surrounding Xiao Tian's broken body, flew towards Jiang Xiaofan, rising and falling around him, and the rays of light intertwined.

"Don't worry, I will kill that scum with my own hands."

Jiang Xiaofan said.

He stretched out his right hand and put away the Zhentian Bow.

He stood there, scanned the black cave, and looked at the thick stone wall in front of him. Without thinking too much, he waved his right hand and put away the ninety-nine divine chains on it. This was the ancestral weapon, ninety-nine ancestral weapon.

"Go away."

He finally bowed to the place where Xiao Tianzhen passed away and flashed out.

Walking alone in this ancient city, his footsteps were heard on both sides, making a clattering sound. When he accidentally fell here, he gained a great harvest, and obtained a quasi-holy weapon and more than a hundred ancestral weapons. However, at this moment, he could not feel any joy.

Xiao Tianzhen's experience made him feel sad.

Walking in this dim passage, his eyes were a little cold, but they became more firm. The world of cultivators is cruel and far more difficult than the ordinary world. Since he embarked on this path, he could only keep growing stronger, stand at the top of the great road, kill all the unfair things, kill all the evil people, and protect everything around him.

Soon, he walked out of the ancient city and appeared in the starry sky again.

"Little evil, you finally came out. Where are the others? Where are they? Is the Dark Bow inside?"
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