In the City Lord's Mansion, there are ten chairs made of spirit wood in the two rows below, and there is only one chair above. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Daoli sat on the top, wearing a mask, and he couldn't see joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Stomp

The sound of footsteps came, and the god operator led more than ten figures, walked quickly to the main hall, and as soon as he entered the hall door, he looked at Jiang Daoli, who was sitting on the top, and the god operator was slightly stunned, and a trace of joy flashed on his face.

"Huh?"

With a cold snort full of anger, among the more than ten people, a young man walked out quickly and looked at the god operator coldly: "Lord City Lord, please explain, what does this mean?" ”

"What's the matter, the newly built city is already planning to challenge the majesty of my Heavenly Spirit Sect?" In the crowd, there was also a cold snort.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed and became dull, the face of the person from the Heavenly Spirit Sect was gloomy, the murderous intent flickered, and the situation was about to erupt.

Among the more than ten people, there are men and women, old and young, and the leader of them is an old man.

The old man's beard was white, but his face was ruddy, his breath was restrained, not revealing the slightest, his eyes were bright, and he stared at Jiang Daoli burningly, as if he wanted to see him through.

Mu Zi was about to speak, Jiang Daoli's eyes widened slightly, swept to the person who spoke, and said indifferently: "This seat is sitting here, why is it inappropriate?" ”

"Honza?" The Heavenly Spirit Sect and the others were stunned, even the old man was stunned, and the young man who rushed out sneered and said disdainfully: "I want to see what kind of thing you are!" ”

With a sneer, the young man kicked the ground, his figure soared into the sky, and a cold sword light shot straight out of Jiang Dao and left his throat.

This person is an immortal high-level cultivator, his strength is not weak, this sword has burst out with all his strength, even if it is the peak of immortality, he is confident that he can hit hard with a sword.

Even, he began to fantasize about what reward the sect would give him if he killed Jiang Daoli with this sword.

The monks of the Heavenly Spirit Sect did not stop him, and the old man led by him looked at Jiang Daoli with a gloomy face.

Muzi looked up at the sky, and since the little driver took it, it would naturally be solved.

The old god is there, closing his eyes and recuperating, as if he didn't see anything.

Liu Xuan and others naturally wouldn't make a move, but since the little driver didn't explain, she forcibly intervened, but she overstepped it a bit.

Looking at this sword, Jiang Daoli was indifferent, as if this sword was not here to kill him, and the hearts of many monks who saw it were raised.

"Presumptuous!"

A cold drink suddenly came, and in the city lord's mansion, a dazzling sword light suddenly flashed, and below the immortal realm, everyone closed their eyes and did not dare to look directly, even if they were strong in the immortal realm, their hearts suddenly lit up.

Poof

The sword light flashed, and a corpse fell, and a drop of blood slowly dripped down a long sword.

"What a fast sword."

"A sword that cannot be defended, just a flash, and the person is dead." The monk on the side gasped and felt a chill in his heart.

Although they knew that the little driver was mysterious, powerful, and innumerable, they didn't expect that the little driver would be accompanied by such a person.

"Xiao Xuan!" The old man's expression changed greatly, his figure flashed, and he came to the side of the entity, his expression was gloomy as water, and his body was rioted with murderous intent: "Okay, okay, a sword to seal the throat, it's really good!" ”

A sword seals the throat!

I saw that at the throat of the corpse, there was only a slight blood line, and in an instant, the blood line became thicker, and the blood donation shot out, spilling the old man's body.

"Those who dare to move the little driver, only -" The blood-stained sword blade turned, and the cold sword light pointed directly at the old man: "One death!" ”

"One death? Very well, you managed to me off. The old man's anger surged, and a huge momentum erupted, and the coercion of the high stage of the immortal realm was emanated, and many monks' faces changed wildly, and they retreated again and again.

Sitting on the top position, in charge of life and death, Jiang Daoli's tone was indifferent, without the slightest emotion: "Give you three chances." ”

"A sword."

Cold and confident response, the long sword slowly disappeared, replaced by a cold and cold long sword, the blade of the sword glowed with a crystal luster, but at this moment, it looked extremely cold.

"Arrogance!"

The old man was furious, and regardless of the fact that this was the City Lord's Mansion, he directly burst out with all his strength, and struck out with one palm, and the void shook, as if the end had come.

Mu Zi hurriedly mobilized the formation in the city to protect the City Lord's Mansion, and was shocked in his heart, how this person appeared, but he didn't know at all.

The god operator looked at the person holding the sword, his expression was solemn, he was about to take out the sword.

Zhang Xianxing looked up at the sky, speechless in his heart.

Demon Emperor Liu Xuan's eyes were full of sneers, but he recognized the person - Yunlan!

This top swordsman is so strong that even if he is compared to her, he is only slightly inferior, and he is a top powerhouse in any world.

moment

The cold light shone brightly, the figure disappeared, and the sword disappeared with it, only the huge palm power showed that the battle was still going on.

Suddenly, the cold light shone, and the dazzling white light lit up again, and disappeared again in an instant.

hum

A dull cold snort came, the old man's body was stunned, his palm power collapsed, and the huge spiritual power hit all directions, and the magic circle shone brightly, blocking the spiritual power.

Snort

As if something had cracked, the old man looked up at the sky, and a bloody arrow shot three feet.

Sen Han's sword was bright and crystalline, but there was not a drop of blood at the moment.

"Elder!"

The people of the Heavenly Spirit Sect hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the old man, but what they were holding was only a corpse.

"A sword seals the throat! Another sword to seal the throat! ”

The monk next to him exclaimed, Zhang Xianxing, Shen Operator, and Mu Zi looked at Yunlan's gaze, full of solemnity.

This sword, they are not sure of the next!

Even the Demon Emperor Liu Xuan didn't have this confidence, although she could capture a little trajectory, she couldn't resist Yunlan's speed.

This sword, too fast, too weird!

"This city, little driver, my Heavenly Spirit Sect remembered!" Hugging, two entities, one of the brocade-clothed young monks gritted his teeth, full of hatred.

"Loser, I hope you remember today's lesson." Jiang Dao is indifferent.

"Lessons? Kill my Heavenly Spirit Sect elder, disciple, is it a lesson? This is hatred! "The hatred of young people is monstrous.

"Hate?" Jiang Daoli sneered and said no more.

"Get out!" Yun Lan said coldly.

The face of the young man in brocade changed, how could he have suffered such humiliation? Just as he was about to speak, his eyes touched the two corpses, and finally he snorted coldly and led people away.

"The little driver is domineering, mighty, and the strength of the strong man is strong, we admire it." As soon as the Heavenly Spirit Sect and the others left, Zhang Xianxing was the first to speak.

"The little driver is domineering, and the strength of the strong man of Yunlan is amazing, I will wait for you." The rest of the monks chimed in.

Jiang Daoli raised his hand and pressed it, and everyone was silent, then he looked at Yunlan and said, "Your strength is amazing." ”

"The world of swords, it's very suitable for me." Yun Lan said lightly.

"Not bad." Jiang Daoli nodded, and asked Yun Lan to go to the Ling Tianqiong World, and sure enough, it was right: "Okay, you can rest first and wait for the next one." ”

Many monks were excited in their hearts, there is a little driver here today, who dares to be presumptuous? In the past, in front of these top sects, like Sun Tzu, now it's okay, come one, dare to be arrogant, and kill immediately.

When the god operator came to Muzi's side, he didn't plan to greet him, believing that the little driver could calm the scene.

"Er Li, if the little driver leaves afterwards, what should we do?" The divine operator said, and his voice was very bitter.

Mu Zi smiled faintly and said, "Haven't you counted?" As long as the little driver is gone after today, Ling Tianzong's foundation will also move, with a demigod in charge, why be afraid of others? ”

"However, there are several top-level sects, if they are all offended?" The god operator hesitated, a top-level sect, there were several demigods, all of them added up, and Ling Tianzong couldn't bear it.

"Don't worry, someone will help then, after all, the law of the king, in addition to the little driver, we also have it." Muzi said confidently.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect has arrived."

A long shout sounded, accompanied by many footsteps, and the five people slowly stepped into the main hall.