"Then please give me my death. ”

As if he was tired of playing, Jiang Fengyang in white stared at Zhao Wu, who was close at hand, with a hideous expression and ardent hope, and spoke softly.

Zhao Wu saw the sun and also saw destruction.

The same is the dragon, and the dragon is the dragon.

It's just that the dragon behind the white-clothed Jiang Fengyang is purple, a noble and unparalleled purple.

The dragon roared.

The dragon roared. Jiang Fengyang, who was in white, said, as if he was saying a very ordinary homely sentence.

It's just that these words fell, enough to urge life.

At that moment, what originally wrapped the two of them was the black flame, but in an instant, it turned from black to purple and then from purple to white.

The battle ended quickly.

So much so that when the white-clothed Jiang Fengyang stood alone in the void, everyone was silent.

Zhao Wu disappeared, and was directly incinerated into nothingness by the purple flames.

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The white-clothed Jiang Fengyang didn't know that he had killed Zhao Wu's shock to everyone, and Zhao Wu, who sacrificed his life to move the Nine Dragons Que Zhen Sect's artifact Nine Dragon Sword, was not the opponent of the white-clothed Jiang Fengyang.

Then Jiang Fengyang, who is in white clothes in this area, is afraid that he will be invincible.

Jiang Fengyang, who was in white clothes, stood in the void, staring at the Nine Dragons Sword that was smoking all over his body and fell into deep thought, as if he was looking at something.

He looked into the void, and the crowd looked at him, silent.

Jiang Fengyang in white dominated everything, even if it was the air, even if it was everyone's breathing, those who breathed loudly subconsciously controlled themselves.

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The black qi on the Nine Dragons Sword was billowing on his body, and after devouring Zhao Wu's life, Zhao Wu gained extraordinary strength, but Zhao Wu was burned to death, but his white-clothed Jiang Fengyang seemed to have no change.

At this time, the black gas was lingering, and an extremely good force was surging, and it seemed to be unwilling!

It was the Nine Dragons Sword that was flying.

Bite.

The white-clothed Jiang Fengyang bent his fingers lightly flicked on the sword body, seemingly fluttering and weak, but a black dragon shadow appeared in the void.

It's amazing.

In a snap of his fingers, the sword spirit of this magic sword was actually ejected from the main body.

At this time, the demon dragon stared at Jiang Fengyang with huge eyes, and opened its mouth to roar.

It's just that no matter how you listen to your voice, you can't listen to it, and Jiang Fengyang in white can easily attack his body, which is fatal.

"Shhh The white-clothed Jiang Fengyang put his finger to his mouth and signaled the sword spirit not to make noise.

"Hinder, give me death. "An old man who killed one of the three corpses in Jiulong Que shouted.

He didn't care about the injuries on his body, and smashed a Xuanzhu at Jiang Fengyang in white with his hand.

In his opinion, it was absolutely impossible for the white-clothed Jiang Fengyang to be able to easily kill Zhao Wu without being injured in the slightest, and no one could know better than him the power of the Nine Dragons Que Artifact Nine Dragon Sword.

He felt there was a chance.

Zhao Wu is the most powerful monk among the four saints of Jiulongque, and his fall at this time will bring a huge blow to Jiulongque.

What's even more resentful is that Zhao Wu seems to have died in vain.

And the guy who killed Zhao Wu seemed to be attacking their Nine Dragons Que's Zhenzong artifact at this time.

Kowloon Que could not withstand any more blows.

Therefore, he must stop the white-clothed Jiang Fengyang.

Jiang Fengyang, who was in white, raised his head and just glanced at him.

Faced with the old man's hateful blow, the rolling divine power lingered, and he moved.

However, there was no big movement, he just put his fingers together and gently clamped the sword body of the Nine Dragons Sword.

The blade of the sword twisted as if it were about to break.

In his opinion, the Nine Dragons Sword was more interesting than the old man.

"Woo ......"

Knowing the intention of the white-clothed Jiang Fengyang, the sword spirit transformed by the demon dragon no longer had the slightest arrogance, and directly let out a wail, and the huge eyes had a hint of pleading.

As a sword spirit, if the sword is destroyed, the sword spirit will only disappear.

The white-clothed Jiang Fengyang stared at the sword spirit, and then fell into deep thought.

"Good opportunity, it's like the heavens are going to kill you. The old man was excited, he was just acting by nature, and to be honest, he wasn't too sure.

However, Jiang Fengyang, who was in white, dared to desert at this time, and his absent-minded appearance filled his heart with the confidence to kill.

The odds of success have increased by at least 50 percent.

It's worth the risk.

Even if you are a saint, you are afraid that you don't know what it means to be careless in Jingzhou.

Thinking like this, he already had a smile in his eyes, and his thoughts became much more active.

Although he only beheaded one of the three corpses, even the Nine Dragons Que after Zhao Wu's fall was not the strongest, but at this time, thousands of Nine Dragons Que disciples would witness him punish immortals.

There was nothing more exciting than this kind of glory, as if he had seen himself become the Sect Master of the Nine Dragons, giving orders and enjoying top-notch resources.

"Third Elder, kill him!"

"Kill him and avenge the suzerain. ”

"Give him a ride, I beg you!"

"After the immortals, you are a god!"

Hearing the roar of some Nine Dragons Que disciples, the three elders' hearts were extraordinary.

“bo~”

It's the sound of beads breaking.

The three elders were stunned for a moment, spitting blood from their mouths, and the natal artifact was shattered.

Poof.

It's not blood spitting out of the mouth, but the blood on the chest can't stop shooting out.

The eyes of the three elders were full of disbelief.

Looking down at his chest, there was a hole there, and weakness began to spread throughout his body.

Obviously, the guy in white was still in a daze, but something pierced his chest.

He could clearly feel the warmth of the blood on his chest.

Damn it.

Who is the sneak attack, waiting for me to use my divine power to stop the bleeding......

Poof, poof.

The three elders' pupils shrank, and they quickly lost their color.

Nima, I can't stop.

Sword after sword, directly stabbed dozens of swords, and for a while, the chest of the three elders was pierced with a hole the size of a cup.

The roar of the Nine Dragons Que disciple came to an abrupt end.

What killed their three elders turned out to be their Nine Dragons Que's artifact, the Nine Dragons Sword.

Zhenzong artifact betrays and kills the master!

Nine Dragons and Four Saints, another one died!

It's a wonderful drama.

Jiang Fengyang, who was in deep thought, woke up, looked at the Nine Dragons Sword as if he was courteous, and frowned.

This thing is too strong in killing intent, and he kills the lord in front of him.

The Nine Dragons Sword, which was originally hovering up and down, was stunned for a moment, and instantly suspended in the air in embarrassment.

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The Nine Dragons Sword obviously shifted its elegant arc and killed it extremely happily.

That's the happiness of saving a small life.

The sword spirit returned to the sword body, and Jiang Fengyang in white had no intention of stopping it, and it seemed that he had taken him in?

Since this is the case, then it is necessary to give a big gift first, as for the previous owner?

It doesn't exist, he and Jiulongque are just trading, and what really scares him is only the ancestor of Jiulongque.

Time passed, and the ancestral grave grass of Jiulong Que was several feet high, and in the future, he and Jiulong Que's Blade Sect Master was a simple cooperative relationship.

To put it simply, he used the successive sects of Jiulongque to satisfy his selfish desires, he was a magic sword, and he had a magic sword of sword spirit.

After all, after the Nine Dragons Que descended from the ancestors, there has never been a saint who beheaded three corpses for thousands of years.

And on the white-clothed Jiang Fengyang, the Nine Dragons Sword felt the fear that he had not seen for a long time.

So he has to please the new master, and the new master looks like he is not easy to fool, and the most important thing is that the new master can really control his life and death.

Flying swords roared.

The monks of the Nine Dragons watched as the Nine Dragons Sword, which was obviously his own artifact, turned its spear and slashed down at them.

"In the name of Kowloon, I will not be the ...... of the world"

One of the remaining two saints in the Nine Dragons was shocked, and when he saw that the Nine Dragons Sword was going crazy, he hurriedly recited the sword technique aloud.

"Shut up!" Jiulong Jian looked disgusted, and directly slashed down with a sword, directly slashing the old man into blood spray.

It's not that he was so useless, but that he was originally injured by Jiang Fengyang in white, and at this time, under carelessness, the sword technique that could have controlled the Nine Dragons Sword actually lost its effect.

If he was careless, he was not hacked to death, which means that his life was great.

"Retreat, retreat!" The other saint was in a trance at this time, not to mention revenge, and he was busy protecting himself at this time and used all his strength.

The monk of Jiulong Que cried for his father and mother, and lost the protection of the saint for a while, and suffered countless deaths and injuries.

Lou Yao's monks were silent, and none of them dared to move.

The white-clothed demon above the Nine Heavens didn't say anything, they were like thorns in their backs.

Seeing that the Nine Dragons Que monks who came to seek revenge were so miserable, they actually felt a sad state from their hearts.

Liu Chengyu and Zhao Wu have been fighting for more than 700 years, and no one has served anyone, who knows that one day Zhao Wu will die in front of him.

And the person who killed Zhao Wu didn't seem to be on good terms with him.

He somewhat regretted not joining forces with Zhao Wu.

But what about when you join forces?

Looking at the Nine Dragons Que monk who was like a lost dog, Liu Chengyu sighed powerlessly.

This world is too crazy and too fragile......

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