Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 712 The Three Swords of Righteousness (1)

Judging from his internal energy, he should be just in the Lower Yuan realm, but his tricks are exquisite. What is even more surprising is that he actually possesses the sword intent.

This is a sword intent that is more than bending than bent. It is not only extremely sharp, but also extremely vast.

Even Huang Liujia was shocked.

You know, even he has not yet realized the sword intent.

This young man is not simple.

And that middle-aged man is naturally even more difficult.

Huang Liujia's face was so deep that he shouted to the middle-aged man: "I haven't asked for advice yet!"

The young man came up and asked for trouble, and now he showed such strength again, so he naturally realized something was wrong.

The middle-aged man finally spoke, his voice and color as if he was free from any feelings. "No need to ask for advice, give me Turandot and let you go alive."

The public offerings changed their colors.

"ah!"

At the same time, the Zhongyuan Realm worshipper who was fighting with a knife was actually slapped away by the young man with a palm.

In the Xia Yuan vs. Zhong Yuan, young people actually won with just over ten moves.

Huang Liujia grabbed the sword in his hand and his aura rose, "Who are you?"

This middle-aged man could actually say the name of Turando, obviously because he came for them. However, he didn't know whether this was the Yuan Dynasty or a person from which force.

The middle-aged man stopped answering and still sat indifferently. But the unparalleled sword intent swept towards Huang Liujia and others.

An envoy sat down and suddenly broke his seat and sat down on the ground in a mess.

The sword intent alone made them feel unbearable.

"Prepare to start!"

Huang Liujia exclaimed softly, his face extremely solemn. With this sword intent alone, he knew that with his own strength, he was probably not a middle-aged opponent.

And just as he spoke, the middle-aged man took action.

He swept his wrist and pulled out a chopstick from the chopstick drum on the table, and suddenly shot towards Huang Liujia.

The chopsticks were extremely fast and made a sound of breaking through the air.

Huang Liujia's face changed drastically. He had no time to pull out the sword and directly resisted it with the sword sheath.

But the result was that the scabbard was shattered in an instant.

Huang Liujia's face showed a little flushing and his feet retreated slightly.

True Martial Realm!

His heart was as deep as water, and he knew that this time, he would be difficult to get kind.

The young man smiled and sat back to the table, looked at Turando, and tsk in his mouth, "Tsk tsk, it's so beautiful. My brother must like you."

If Zhao Dongting was here, he would definitely recognize this young man, and the middle-aged man would also recognize this young man.

Middle-aged man, Pojun Academy Gong Taki.

Young people want to be the world's number one swordsman.

Perhaps Zhao Dongting never thought that this guy who had figured out the sword intent but did not understand sword skills would have such achievements in the swordsmanship in just two years.

The following Yuan defeats the Zhongyuan, which cannot be achieved without the top martial arts geniuses in the martial arts world.

Huang Liujia's eyes were filled with a deep voice, and he ordered several sword-holding worshipers beside him, "You can take her away first."

Then he walked towards Takijiu step by step.

Even when facing Zhenwu, he will not retreat.

Several sword-holding worshippers pulled Turando from the table, looked anxious, and turned around and walked out of the inn.

Some worshippers retreated slightly and their eyes were rippling. However, some worshippers followed Huang Liujia step by step towards Long Yu and Wu Amiao.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next