Chapter Ninety-Nine: Arrogant and Domineering

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Gu Huan instantly saw that these people were divided into two waves, the one in white was Nian Xiu, and the one in blue was Wu Xiu, dressed in uniform and with the same aura, I am afraid that they are disciples of the sect. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hmph! This vampire horse thief has been staring at us for a day, and we were about to take action to exterminate it, but you were the first to take the lead, and dared to snatch the Sky Grass under the nose of our Fujian Gate? ”

The disciple of the Fujian Gate carefully covered the jade box, then flicked the blood stains on the flying sword, raised his toes, and said coldly: "My name is Zhong Lian, the strength of you is not bad, I can give you a chance, immediately explain the identity and origin clearly, and then follow us Fujianmen, you can definitely run rampant on this northwest ground." ”

Arrogant!

Bossy!

This Zhong Shi was so blind that he didn't take Gu Heng and the four of them in his eyes at all, not only broke Meng Chang's tendons and snatched away the empty grass openly, but also reversed black and white, distorted the facts, and wanted to subdue the four of them.

His tone was too big, not to mention him, even Silver Sword Cultivator didn't dare to say that he could run rampant on the northwest ground.

He took a fancy to the strength of Gu Heng's four people, and wanted to subdue them, and then use them as gunmen for Fu Jianmen, as long as he killed those vampire horse thieves, then he could sit back and enjoy the success and pick up the cheap.

It's okay for Nian Shi to fight alone, but if he wants to deal with a large number of vampire horse thieves, he is simply killing himself, so they join forces with the people of the Absolute Sword Gate.

Those who wore blue clothes were the masters of the Absolute Sword Sect.

"Fujianmen?"

When Gu Huan heard this, his heart moved, the name of this Fujian Sect, he had also heard of it, it was a powerful Nian Xiu sect among the sects in the world, even if he was leaving the country, he didn't dare to provoke it casually.

If these were the disciples of the Fu Sword Sect, then the four of them were not opponents at all.

The faces of the four of them all became very ugly, especially when they heard Zhong Li's arrogant words, they were furious and almost attacked.

But the other party is overwhelmed, and it will only be bad if you do it, so you can only endure it.

Seeing that the four of them were silent, the disciples of Fujianmen became even more proud, and instantly puffed up their chests, condescending, and invincible.

At this moment, a young man in the Absolute Sword Gate suddenly saw the silver spear in Gu Huan's hand, and his eyes lit up: "The spear forged by platinum Luan iron, how can there be such a treasure, bring it to me!"

"What?

"Something buried in the depths of the abyss?"

"This platinum luan iron is a divine object that Nian Xiu dreams of, and the flying sword cast is rigid and soft, flying through the streamer, and can be cultivated into a legendary spiritual weapon!"

"It's too brutal to cast platinum luan iron into a spear. ”

Everyone looked at the silver spear in Gu Huan's hand in unison, shocked, especially the disciples of the Fu Sword Sect, who showed greed and fiery color in their eyes.

One of the young men immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Son, quickly dedicate the spear in your hand." ””

"This kind of thing, it's not something that you can have as a little martial arts master, Pifu is not guilty of it, only if it falls into the hands of our Fujian Sect, it can be regarded as a divine master, you don't have this qualification and virtue,"

"Yes, this platinum luan iron is a pearl in your hands, and it cannot give full play to its value, and it can only be used when it falls into our hands. ”

"Boy, what are you waiting for? Kneel down immediately, completely surrender to our Fujian Gate, and offer platinum luan iron, otherwise there is only one way to die. ”

All the disciples of the Fujian Sect stepped forward in unison, and their strong mental power was intertwined into one, and they pressed towards Gu Huan fiercely.

Burst!

Gu Huan was shocked, there seemed to be a gunpowder explosion in his head, his head was splitting, and immediately a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was pale.

The soul was hit strongly.

If there is only one person, he can still deal with it with his strength, but now, there are many people on the other side, seven or eight Nian Masters, plus more than ten martial arts masters, this is a huge force, so that people can't have any courage to resist.

In just one face, he was devastated.

However, this silver spear is their Gu family's heirloom, and the relics left by his father are simply more important than his life, and he can't afford to hand it over no matter what.

"Fight with them!"

Ding Yunjie roared, and rushed to the crown angrily: "It's just too deceitful, we have left the country, even the Central Dynasty dares to contend with it, and we have never been afraid of anyone, these people have forced us to this point, it is already a situation of endless death, killing, even if it is death, you can't lose your dignity!"

"Are you the people who left the country?" Zhong Lian's face was shocked, and then he sneered: "The country has been destroyed, there are basically no masters left, all of them are waste, you people still dare to call themselves the people of the country? ”

Sou!

As he spoke, his fingers were a little volleyed into the air, and the flying sword immediately flew out, and the void flashed, and it instantly hit Ding Yunjie's body, and the sharp breath almost pierced the person's throat.

This Zhong Lone, a middle-grade Nianshi, is like an ocean, flying swords kill people, and ghosts and gods are unpredictable.

And Ding Yunjie is just the realm of the first step of the martial arts master, opening up fifteen meridians, and he is not the opponent of a middle-grade master at all.

"Be careful!" Gu Huan, Meng Chang, and Liang Huaji all shouted and rushed over to rescue Ding Yunjie from the flying sword.

However, the speed of the flying sword was too fast, and with their speed and strength, they had no time to save it, and they had no ability to stop it.

In the next moment, the flying sword was about to pierce Ding Yunjie's throat and kill him on the spot.

However, something unexpected happened.

The flying sword actually reached a distance of three inches from Ding Yunjie's throat, stopped abruptly, and came to a stiff pause.

It stopped without warning, and it seemed to have been immobilized!

"Hmm, what's going on, kill me!"

The sneer on Zhong Lian's face suddenly froze, replaced by shock, and then he roared angrily, and his huge mental power poured into the flying sword like a stormy wave, wanting to continue to urge the flying sword and kill Ding Yunjie.

This is his flying sword, with his soul imprint on it, he has absolute control power, he doesn't believe that anyone can still silently take away his control.

However, it backfired, he was destined to despair, things were not as simple as he imagined, no matter how he urged the flying sword, the flying sword was indifferent and did not listen to him.

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