The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Ten minutes ago, a man wearing black sunglasses and a gray trench coat followed Wang Ma at the door of the Wang family villa. The man’s posture is very burly, and a beret covers his big bald head. At first glance, it looks a bit like the muscle man in a foreign movie.

“It’s here.” Under the sunglasses, the man looked at the direction of the villa imaginaryly, pulled open the placket, and pulled the headset in the raft to report the situation: “The seat, I have found the target position, and the fort Mother said the same.”

The sound of the other end of the headset is very low: “You are doing very well, the little altar. Investigate the truth of this family. It is best to investigate clearly what is the relationship between them and the hawthorn tree. This matter is related to the owner. I don’t care about my year-end investigation.”

The man nodded: “Do not worry, the seat.”

“According to the summary of our multi-party intelligence data, the young boy who played against Xiaoyue last time lived in this villa. It is said that with only one finger, it caught fifty times that Xiaoyue drive to avoid the wind. The power of the golden crescent.”

Hearing here, the man’s forehead couldn’t help but shed a few drops of cold sweat. The little sorrow that was said in the mouth of the bureau was the genius that the head of the house was carefully selected from the tens of thousands of people. At the annual meeting of Xianfu, the owner gave him the shelter.

This is the spiritual sword that ranks first in the list of comprehension history swords!

“No matter what, we must be careful when we act today. In addition to us, there are also the three major bureaus of South, North and West in Xianfu. They are looking for the whereabouts of this family. The Fortress of the Fortress is the eyeliner I arranged in my early years. Since this information has been taken by our East Bureau, we must make good use of it.”

When the call came here, it was over. The man was just taking his beret and let out a sigh of relief.

Because before he called, he had already carefully perceived it with a sensible person. The horrible boy did not seem to be in this villa today.

In the course of the call, there is still a person in the villa who does not know how to live and die. During the conversation with the bureau, he also opened his eyes and retaliated, directly licking each other’s eyes.

“Is the only combat power gone?” The man sneered at the direction of the villa. The man who used to look at himself in the sky should be the only combat power he could perceive in this villa.

Now that this person has been injured, the man is sure that there will be no more restless factors in this villa.

This means that this task, can you do whatever you want?

However, just as the man just stepped into the door of the Wang family villa.

He found that the door of the villa was actually opened.

Then, I saw a brown sword shadow coming out of the door…

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How fast can a sword be?

This man named Xiaotan felt that his three views were refreshed again at this moment.

Because his eyes are very special, in the year of joining Xianfu, men used the path of choosing to sculpt their eyes. When you open your eyes, his shackles will be dozens of times more than ordinary eyes, and you can bring dynamic vision to the extreme.

However, when the brown sword was pulled out of the door, he suddenly found that his gaze was too late to capture.

The sword mang was infinitely approaching, and the man’s beret ran down a cold sweat.

However, this deceived brown sword shadow stopped at a distance of ten centimeters from the man. He saw the sword shadow smashed into a false light in front of him, and finally re-condensed into a figure.

This was actually a child dressed in a brown robes, a gray short bangs flying in the wind, staring at him indifferently.

This is… Sword Spirit?

The man looked at this scene with some incredulity.

Sword Spirit appears to be called by the master on the spot, otherwise in general, very few Sword Spirit can achieve a sense of self-consciousness… Men feel that they are miscalculated, only to use the spirit to perceive people to distribute The breath, but missed the situation like this magic weapon.

Whether it is the Sword Spirit or the magic weapon, all the special spirits are banned in the utensils before they are manifested in the real body, which is easily overlooked.

But now, he has not allowed him to think more.

Jing Ke has come towards him.

The man will open to the extreme, and the pupil will bloom like a kaleidoscope. With the celestial eye, he will swear to the blade, and finally condense into a storm, spinning like a power drill to Jing Ke.

These blades are the spirits of the heavens and the earth to communicate with the spirits of Hongyu. They belong to the spirit of heaven and earth, they are not destructive, but they are extremely strong, and then cooperate with 恿Φ淖饔孟滦纬煞绫, That is a devastating blow.

This power is very impressive, so that the king of the villa can see a shocking moment. If you hit your body, you will definitely leave a big hole.

In the face of this storm, Jing Ke’s eyes did not change, he maintained the indifferent posture, step by step toward the center of the storm.

From the perspective of the villa, Fawang can see Jing Ke’s figure. He feels that the eyes of Sword Spirit and the real people really look great!

Ding! Ding! Oh…

The storm was wrapped in Jing Ke, and there was a fierce collision, but all were blocked by Jing Ke’s Jianguang.

The man was shocked. He suddenly saw the power of this Sword Spirit, but he never thought that his attack would have no effect at all!

He squinted at the eye, and at the same time increased the blood and tears from his eyes.

Jing Ke looked at this scene, and he stood still in the storm.

Then, with a bang, a brown sword mans burst from Jing Ke’s body.

This scene, just like a miracle, this horrible storm is actually divided by Jing Ke, like a sea, leaving a safe aisle in the middle.

Jing Ke saw the man stunned his chin’s eyes, his face did not have the slightest wave, and walked toward the man step by step along the aisle.

In the end, Jing Ke came to the man and the height of the two made a huge contrast.

The man’s posture is very burly, one meter nine. But Jing Ke’s height is not high, just to the point where the man’s waist is a little bit.

Whether you look at it from a distance or a close look, this is just a child.

However, there is no pressure on the breath, just looking at the brown sword light that is gradually approaching on Jing Ke. It is already scaring the man with cold sweats, scaring the soul, and even the knees can’t help but tremble.

He feels that his years of cultivation are all empty baskets, but at this critical moment, there is no egg!