After a sword, there was a sound of gold and iron, and the figure of Iga Yunji flew out upside down, and when it landed, his chest rose and fell, but the corners of his mouth were already covered with a trace of blood.

One sword, just one sword, Iga Yunji defeated to dew.

And Iga Yunji has not yet breathed, Nalan Wudao's second sword has already shot, a sword that follows like a shadow, but it is also an invincible sword, Nalan Wudao does not come out of the sword, a sword, every sword is bound to gather his half-life kendo insight.

A sword fell into the city, and this sword was wirelessly enlarged in the pupils of Iga Yunji.

Poof, a head rises into the sky.

Iga clouds are dead.

This victory has been divided, Iga Grandmaster, Iga Yunji died in battle.

Looking at the Iga cloud trail that fell to the ground, Nalan Wudao's eyes were still unwavering, even though the Iga cloud trail was hidden, but there was still no suspense in this battle.

Nalan Wudao leaned over and picked up the scimitar held in Iga Yunji's hand, this scimitar that was stained with the blood of the Chinese people and regarded as a holy relic by the R country, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little playful.

Immediately, the sword in his hand was slowly raised.

"Who dares to fight?" Nalan Wudao shouted softly, but the voice clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Who dares to fight?"

What arrogance this is, Nalan Wudao has single-handedly provoked the martial arts of the entire R country.

It's a pity that none of the people present dared to respond.

This man like a demon god is bound to become a nightmare for everyone present in country R, with this man here, country R martial arts, I am afraid that in the next twenty years, there will be no day to turn over.

He can almost suppress the martial arts of the R country for an era.

"The martial arts of R country is really disappointing." A flash of silence flashed in Nalan Wudao's eyes, and he whispered softly.

The words fell, but he put the demon knife back to the sheath and lost it behind him.

"In other days, if there is anyone who can defeat my Nalan Dao, you can go to Huaxia and retrieve this knife." Nalan Wudao said lightly.

When the words fell, Nalan left without a reason.

"Your Excellency, stay." When Nalan Wudao left, a voice sounded at this time, and Nalan Wudao turned to look at the comer.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you finally appeared." Nalan Wudao looked at the person who came, and a huge killing intent appeared in his pupils.

Nalan didn't come for the sake of an Iga cloud trace.

Even though Iga Yunji is strong, he has never been taken into the eyes of Nalan Wudao.

And the person in front of him is the purpose of Nalan Wudao's visit this time.

Looking at the thin man in front of him, the corners of Nalan Wudao's mouth hooked up a sneer, "Today, you and I will fight," Nalan Wudao said lightly.

Hearing this, the thin man chuckled, "I don't know that the Lord of Nalan Sect is here for me when he crosses east this time," the man said lightly.

"You know, but you dare to show up?" Nalan Wudao said lightly.

It seems to be taken for granted, and the people of the world, in the face of his Nalan no way, should retreat.

"Why not?" The man looked at Nalan Wudao and chuckled.

"Okay, I'll settle the account with you today for the one you attacked me that day." Nalan Wudao snorted coldly.

On the same day, after the battle between Nalan Wudao and Xiao Fan, he went north to the Supreme Pavilion and had a battle with one of the five pavilion masters of the Supreme Pavilion, although he was not seriously injured, but he also hurt his vitality, and it was this despicable guy in front of him who attacked him, otherwise, how could there be a scene of the R country martial arts sneak attack on the Holy Gate, this matter seems to have been regarded by Nalan Wudao as a shame in his life.

Otherwise, Nalan Wudao would not have to abandon the situation in China and cross to the east of country R.

All the provocations are nothing more than the appearance of this person B.

"Lord Nalan Gate, do you really want to fight me?" The thin man asked.

"That's why I'm here." Nalan Wudao said lightly.

"Haha," the thin man smiled heartily.

"The master of the Nalan Gate, his martial arts are known to the world, and he thinks that he is not the opponent of the Nalan Sect Master," the man said lightly.

"However, if the Nalan Sect Master wants to stay, it is impossible." The man looked at Nalan Wudao and was confident.

"Besides, the battle of the new Tianbang in Huaxia is imminent, if the Nalan Gate Lord hurts his vitality here, I am afraid that it will not be conducive to the battle of the Tianbang later, can he keep the position of the first person, and I have to say two things, the Nalan Gate Lord is in the martial arts of my R country today, and he is also making trouble, killing and killing, how about this matter? If the Lord of Nalan Sect has to fight, can he stay for the next day? The man looked at Nalan Wudao and asked.

Nalan Wudao is conceited, but he is not a martial artist, listening to the man's words, his heart has been shaken, after all, he has to face more than just a R country martial arts.

Huaxia, putting aside the Supreme Pavilion, that young man had already shown a great threat to him, but for him, Nalan Wudao was not sure of victory.

As for the person in front of him, he was just a rat, and Nalan Wudao didn't put it in his eyes.

Although he is not a martial artist, Nalan Wudao is not a person who retreats after being said by others.

His purpose has not yet been achieved, so he will not leave easily.

"With you, you are not qualified to let me hurt my vitality, whether you can keep you or not, you have to try to know." Nalan Wudao snorted coldly.

The words fell, but the sword was already out.

"The third sword that Iga Yunji didn't catch, it's up to you to take it." Nalan Wudao snorted coldly.

In the air, it has been shrouded in a sword shadow, virtual and real, and it is impossible to guess.

Every sword light seemed to carry a deadly crisis.

"Hmph," the man snorted, but three wizened fingers were left in place, dripping with blood.

The fingers, naturally, belonged to the thin man, and he paid the price of three fingers, and the man finally escaped from Nalan Wudao's killing.

Nalan Wudao did his best with a sword, how could he do it if he didn't pay a price?

Looking at the direction the man left, the corners of Nalan Wudao's mouth hooked up a playful smile, although he failed to kill this person, but the purpose of this trip has been achieved.

Glancing at the scimitar behind him, Nalan Wudao chuckled, with this knife, he was not afraid that the man would not come.

As for the man's identity, Nalan Wudao had already guessed it.

A mysterious man who is honored as a martial saint by the martial arts of the country R.

And the real identity of this man should be the guardian of a certain shrine.

The saintly relics guarded were lost, and the man could not escape the blame.

So Nalan Wudao was not worried at all, and the man would not come.

Glancing at Iga Yunji's body, he didn't expect Iga Yunji to fulfill him.

However, from this, Nalan Wudao can also guess that the ambitious Iga Yunji is also a chess piece, a chess piece in the hands of the thin man who controls the martial arts chess of the R country.

If it weren't for Iga Yunji coming with a scimitar in his hand, I am afraid that today, Nalan Wudao will slaughter all the people present, and the man will not be dedicated.