Dustwind frowned, Swordsman, isn't that equivalent to a slave? And to be branded as a god, isn't that a slave of slaves? What kind of person is this treating him for?

"Wanjian Gate, what is it, I haven't heard of it, but I have heard of it in the Tianshan Sword Pavilion of Beiwu Shenzhou. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Chenfeng opened his mouth and said, his eyes looked so dazed and ignorant, of course he knew that the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, that was the subordinate sword sect under the Tianshan Sword Pavilion of the Northern Martial Divine Prefecture, it was the second largest sword sect in the Northern Martial Divine Prefecture, and it was extremely powerful in the Northern Martial Divine Prefecture, second only to the Tianshan Sword Pavilion.

"Boy, are you sure you haven't heard of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate?" Wan Chun said with a sneer, the killing intent in his eyes became stronger.

"Should I have heard of it?" Dusty Wind still said blankly, it really looked like that.

"Very well, since you haven't heard of it before, you don't have to hear about it again." Wan Chun said, hey, a sword light was like a meteor, fast to the extreme, slashing towards the dust wind.

With a bang, the sword light slashed at Dustwind's body, making a loud sound of metal impact, Dusty Wind stood in place, his body did not move, his eyes were still very blank, he looked at Wanchun very innocently, and then said, "Why did you hit me?" ”

"You 。。。。。。" Wan Chun's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at Dust Wind with some incredulity, that sword pneumatic used his six-layer strength to hit Dust Wind head-on, but Dust Wind was like a nobody, and his body was not harmed at all.

"No wonder, dare to come here alone, with a heavy treasure on his body." Wan Dong'er said with a smile, very casually, she thought that Chenfeng must be carrying a heavy treasure on his body, so he could be safe under Wan Chun's attack, and there was no young cultivator in this world who could be safe and sound under Wan Chun's sword, unless it was a supreme-level young master.

Hum, at this moment, the void hummed, and a divine light in the sky shone brightly, flying quickly from the edge of the sky like a flow, flying above the heads of Dust Wind, Wan Chun, and Wan Dong'er, and that divine light stopped above the heads of the three people of Dust Wind, stopped, and revealed the figure in it.

Two bright beams of light shot towards the three of them, and it was hard to imagine that one person's eyes would be so sharp and dazzling, like two small suns, full of radiance.

Wan Chun, Wan Dong'er's faces changed greatly, cold sweat actually overflowed on their foreheads, and then nervously and respectfully saluted the figure above their heads, and said, "It turned out to be the Cold Wind Divine Son of the Peerless Heaven Sect, and we will wait to meet the Cold Wind Divine Son." ”

Wan Chun, although Wan Dong'er is the core disciple of the second largest sword sect in Beiwu Shenzhou, but compared with the divine son of the Peerless Heaven Sect, the status is not many levels worse, and the strength of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect is like the difference between heaven and earth compared with the Absolute Heaven Sect, so when they saw the cold wind, they had to bow their heads, but they knew that this fourth divine son of the Peerless Heaven Sect had always been ruthless and ruthless in killing, and they did not dare to be disrespectful.

"Huh." Dusty Wind smiled, I didn't expect that the person who came turned out to be the fourth god son of the Peerless Heaven Sect Leng Feng, this man's breath was long and long, and the divine power in his body was like the water of the waves and rivers, rolling non-stop, and his strength had greatly improved, I don't know how many times stronger than when he fought with Dusty Wind in the ring of the Peerless City Qingying Club that day, and more importantly, he became much calmer, his mood was very stable, and his eyes looking at Dusty Wind were so indifferent, and he no longer had killing intent.

"What are you doing here?" Leng Feng asked.

"Lord Leng Feng, this person is just a casual cultivator, and he actually dares to be disrespectful to my Ten Thousand Sword Sect." Wan Dong'er took a step forward, her beautiful eyes flashed with a little starlight, her face bloomed at this moment, she was really beautiful, she slowly approached the cold wind, and said in front of Wan Chun.

"And then?" Leng Feng asked with interest.

"Of course, I should put the Divine Soul Chain in his brain as the sword slave of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect." Wan Chun looked at Wan Dong'er's behavior, his brows furrowed, and he was unhappy in his heart, but he still asked and asked respectfully.

"Sword slave? You say you will make him your slave to the sword. Leng Feng was stunned for a moment, his eyes stopped for a moment, his head seemed to be short-circuited, he showed an incredible look, looked at Dusty Wind, and then looked at Wan Chun and Wan Dong'er, and his face smiled.

He naturally recognized Dust Wind, as the fourth divine son of the Absolute Heaven Sect, his status was high, and he naturally knew that the battle between Dust Wind and the Absolute God in the Treasure Sharing Realm, that battle, the Absolute God defeated the Holy Dao Body Dust Wind with a slight advantage.

He knew even more about the horror of the godless, in his heart, it was a man who could not be defeated in the younger generation, known as the strongest in his peers, even if he was as talented as him, in the Absolute Heaven Sect, he never thought of surpassing that man, and he might not even be able to follow in that man's footsteps.

But the man in front of him actually fought with the Absolute God to that extent, he knew that the dust wind was powerful, and he was also defeated by the dust wind in the past, but he didn't expect that the dust wind would be strong to that extent, and it would seriously injure the absolute god who was known as the strongest man and the invincible god in the world, and he was still cultivating on the Absolute Heaven Peak of the Absolute Heaven Sect, and now he actually heard someone say that he wanted to collect the dust wind as a sword slave, and he would also be branded with a divine soul, didn't the two disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in front of him know who the person standing in front of them was? Is this a knack for finding death?

Leng Feng looked at Wan Chun and Wan Dong'er, his eyes were weird, indescribably strange.

Boom, boom, boom, there were dozens of sounds of breaking the sky in the sky, and dozens of people came to this barren and populated place where birds don't poop at once, and all of them were cultivators of the younger generation.

Among these dozens of people, there are many core disciples in the top great sects, their strength is extremely strong, they are respected in the same rank, and there are even god-child level figures, all of them have powerful and terrifying aura, and their mana is monstrous, they saw the dust wind at the first glance and recognized him.

"It's him."

"He's coming."

"Kill him."

"Fuck you guys, look for death, you don't know who he is? Haven't you heard, in the primeval treasure realm, he fought with the absolute god until the sky fell apart, and he killed to the point of rage, even the absolute god couldn't suppress him, but he defeated him by a slight advantage of half a move, except for the pervert of the absolute god, the old generation figure is not out, who is his opponent, we people together are not enough for him to fight, you want to die don't pull me. ”

Among the dozens of people present, there were several leading figures who were communicating with each other for a short time, and some of them were boiling with murderous intent, but they quickly reined in, not daring to show the slightest, looking at the man in the middle, showing a look of jealousy.

"Can't so many of us kill him?" Some people are unwilling to give up their thoughts and pass them on to others.

"Why don't you go up?"

"Let's go together."

"No, we just need to trap him and wait for the arrival of the old powerhouse."

After a short exchange, no one dared to make a move, but they didn't retreat, surrounded the dust and wind, didn't make a move, and didn't mean to let the dust wind go.

Dusty Wind glanced indifferently in all directions, with a faint bewitching smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were playful.

"Aren't you going to take me as a sword slave? Why don't you do it yet. Dusty Wind spoke, and walked towards the initiative Wanchun.

"Little bunny, are you looking for death? I will fulfill you, I will let you know that even if you have a heavy treasure in your body, I can't save you, kill. Wan Chun shouted, waved the divine sword in his hand to kill the dust wind, boom, Wan Chun's body rose ten thousand sword qi, a looming phantom behind him revealed, Wan Chun used the treasure he brought this time, this is the treasure given to him by his master, can send out ten thousand sword qi, even the master of the Dao period can be killed, he slashed at the head of the dust wind with full confidence.

Scratched, and then the truth was beyond his expectations, Dust Wind slammed forward with a punch, and the fierce fist power shattered the ten thousand sword qi in an instant, and the golden fist power was like a bamboo, hitting Wan Chun's body.

"Ah, no." Wan Chun shouted, but as soon as his voice sounded, he only heard a pop, and his body exploded, and his body was destroyed.

"Senior brother." Wan Dong'er shouted, her voice was filled with fear, looking at the dust and wind, her body trembled, she knew that she had kicked the iron plate today, and the person in front of her was definitely a supreme master among the younger generation, otherwise how could she smash Wan Chun and the treasure he was carrying with one punch.

"Who the hell are you?" Wan Dong'er looked at Chenfeng in fear, and asked tremblingly, even her teeth were chattering, she didn't want to die.

Dusty Wind didn't pay attention to Wan Dong'er, but raised his head indifferently and looked at the dozens of figures standing in the sky, then he smiled, and he slowly spoke: "What are you doing standing so high, do you know what my least favorite thing is?" That's when someone else stands taller than me. ”

"Fucking die for me." The dust wind shouted, and the golden divine power began to boil in the body, and he wanted to fight.

"Hmph, Zhao Chenfeng, what is the arrogance of **, I know you are very strong, but I just don't believe in evil, you can beat all of us." A young monk was not convinced, and said, his blood was vigorous, and in his body it was like a fierce beast dormant in his body, extremely powerful, while the others all looked at Dusty Wind indifferently, secretly condensed their divine power, and wanted to attack together, besiege Dustwind, and wait for the arrival of the elder powerhouses in the division.

"Hehe, then I'll make you believe in evil once."

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