Clash Of The Sword Titans

Suddenly, Wen Zhengrong seemed to have thought of something, frowning and asked: "Where is Yuan Jingtao?" "Ms. Yuan is in charge of him..."

The Xuantie killer froze and hesitated, "General Manager Yuan seems to have encountered some trouble."

"What's the trouble? With his strength, can you still encounter trouble?" Wen Zhengrong was startled, feeling a bad feeling.

He didn't like the feeling of being blind and deaf.

No matter what the news was, he had to learn from the mouths of these wastes. Without the intelligence support of Tianbu, he now has a sense of depression that is controlled by people everywhere.

The Xuantie killer obviously heard the dissatisfaction in Wen Zhengrong’s words, and hurriedly said: “People who went out previously found that in the depths of the mountain gorge, there are two immortal realm powerhouses fighting each other, and one of them is very likely. It’s Yuan Manager."

After a pause, he said again: "General Manager Yuan seems to have used his own martial arts. We judged that the strong man who did not know his identity was likely to have a certain upper hand..."

"So, Yuan Jingtao was stopped by an immortal warrior?"

Wen Zhengrong said in a deep voice, "Why don't you notify me of such an important matter immediately? Do you have to wait until Lu Li enters the underground palace and I will learn the cause and effect from him?"

"My lord... we, we did our best." The Xuan Tie Killer sighed, but didn't excuse him too much.

In such a hasty situation, they did have some negligence. What's more, the betrayal of King Yan's Mansion is now a foregone conclusion. The killers still in the underground palace are panicked and are not sure whether everything they have done is correct. Acting a little fearful. Coupled with the chaos of the current situation and the constant influx of forces from all sides, it is simply difficult for them to quickly grasp enough accurate information.

Wen Zhengrong took a deep breath, looked at the mysterious black iron killer with gloomy eyes for a long time, and finally said coldly: "Next, I don't want to hear the words of trying my best. If even those from the family can't deal with it. , You know the consequences."

Xuan Tie Killer's body trembled slightly, as if he remembered what exactly Wen Zhengrong used to get to where he is today. After a while, he replied in a deep voice, "Please rest assured, my lord, I will wait for my own stamina."

"You don't have to work hard, if it doesn't happen, then go to death."

Wen Zhengrong let out an indifferent sound, and there was cold light in his eyes.

Even standing behind him, the mysterious iron assassin who followed him at the time of Wei Mo couldn't help feeling a little cold.

When the people had left, Wen Zhengrong looked at the mess, held on to the handle on the seat, and said lightly: "If you have no value, you have no right to live. Remember, what kind of status you can have depends on you. It depends on how much value you can create. If it is worthless, staying here is just a waste of resources. Understand?"

The Xuan Tie killer standing behind him did not dare to speak, Wen Zhengrong also disapproved, squinting his eyes to think about how to deal with the instructor from Wu Zong.

...

On the top of the mountain gorge, thousands of sword lights shuttled back and forth. This magnificent sword formation would be difficult for even Grandmaster Ming You to break through in a short period of time.

After leaving the sword formation, Shang Guan floated in the air, staring at the'ball'-shaped sword prison made up of sword lights. He wanted to break through the battle, but found that his divine spirit could not penetrate it at all. The situation is completely ignorant.

"This kid really has some ability. In just a short time, he can actually create such a ruthless thing."

Even if Shangguan has a lot of knowledge and knowledge, facing such a ‘sword lump’ that is impossible to start, putting himself in the position and thinking about it is a headache.

Among other things, the ability to absorb True Qi is undoubtedly the best way to restrain a powerful warrior. Before reaching the realm of heaven and humanity, even if it is Grandmaster Mingyou, the true energy in the body is definitely not inexhaustible. If the strength of the caster is slightly stronger, even if it is just an immortal warrior, go against it. Grandmaster Mingyou, I have a certain degree of confidence in killing.

What's more, sword formations have always focused on killing and cutting. If they were simply created to control the opponent, they would lose its greatest advantage.

In other words, as long as Lu Li was not beheaded by Yuan Jingtao, with this sword formation today, it would be difficult for Yuan Jingtao to escape death.

It's difficult!

Shang Guan suddenly sighed again, "That kid's original vitality is consuming too fast, and the support of the sword formation is about to die for him. Now he has to fight Yuan Jingtao, his vitality is violent, and the consumption rate is faster. If he held on so hard, he was afraid that he would die earlier than Yuan Jingtao."

"If that's the case, this sword formation... should have some back-up."

A purple light flashed under Shangguan's eyes and swept across the area with extremely powerful spiritual thoughts. Although Lu Li hid the sword formation deeply and delicately, he still couldn't escape from an immortal martial artist who was deliberately searching for it. .

Shang Guan quickly found thirty-six wooden swords, and pondered: "In this sword formation, there seems to be a very powerful sword intent to support it. Is it Grandmaster Ming You?"

"No, it's not right."

Shang Guan stared at the source of the thirty-six wooden swords, and said in amazement: "There is already a hint of celestial charm in this, this kid... unexpectedly found a strong man who stepped on the threshold to make the bones for the sword formation. ?"

"Yuan Jingtao, a short-sighted guy, thought that Yuanmu was the core of the sword formation. Compared with the rhyme of the sky, that little Yuanmu is a fart!" Shang Guan could hardly believe what he saw with his own eyes.

Lu Li's sword formation actually concealed the sword intent of seeing the gods for half a while. In other words, there was a powerful master who had seen through the avenue of heaven and man and was almost about to step into it, and taught Lu Li the secret!

This kind of treatment, even the holy son of the holy land, or the prince and princess of the dynasty, may not be able to have it.

"In the world, there are not many masters who can have this kind of swordsmanship. Except for the Eight Desolate Sword God who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, there are still alive today..."

"It's him!"

There was a flash of light in Shang Guan's mind, and he immediately thought of a name.

White Deer Sword, Xue Zun!

"If it is really him, then the sword intent contained in this set of sword formations is the Snow Slashing Sword."

Although Shang Guan hadn't seen Zhan Xuejian personally, he still heard about Xue Zun's power and fear from some rumors.

Shang Guan looked heavy and murmured: "Master Yuan, if you can leave this sword formation alive, you will probably be only the last half step away from the realm of the master."

At this moment, within the sword formation, Yuan Jingtao was indeed embarrassed a lot more than before.

The robe on his body that seemed to be stained black with blood had already had a few more sword marks, and his breath was no longer as stable as before, but it became extremely chaotic, and there was even a hint of shock under his eyes.

"Ms. Yuan, are you running out of strength so soon?"

Not far away, Lu Li half-kneeled on the ground, holding a long sword taunted: "If you lose strength, you can also hit my sword and commit suicide."

Compared with Yuan Jingtao, Lu Li is actually even more embarrassed now.

Although the green robe on his body was not damaged in any way, it was almost completely stained with blood.

In the broad sleeves of the robe, blood was constantly flowing down the hilt and evaporated into a red mist, which was absorbed by the sword array.

After Yuan Jingtao was silent for a long time, he said in a deep voice, "How long can you hold on? Three moves, five moves, ten moves? Continue, your vitality and blood will be sucked up by the sword formation. Before you kill me, you You will die in your own hands."

Lu Li grinned: "Then Director Yuan won't worry about me."

"Is it worth the battle to this point? What exactly do you want?" Yuan Jingtao held the Dragon Kiss sword, saying every word: "Right? Wealth? Resources for cultivation? Or cultivation technique? The woman, Mu Ningqiu, she said. What have you promised you, it's worth your life?"

"You should know that Prince Yan Mansion is not the most powerful prince in this Heaven Swallowing Saint. She Mu Ningqiu is not even the most powerful prince."

"A talent like you should choose a Ming Master to follow. His Royal Highness can give you everything you want. If you can enter the Mingyou realm in the future, you can even sit on the position of the town marshal. "

"All of this is something that Mu Hongxiu can't give you. And you are working hard for her now, but she left the imperial capital alone and doesn't care about you."

Yuan Jingtao's voice was full of puzzlement, "Even if this is the case, you have to follow Mu Hongxiu, or even die for her?"

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