The broken [Peerless War Knife] was thrown by him with a backhand and stuck upside down at the head of the city.

This sword, which symbolized the glory of the Wushuang Sword City for a long time, was broken into two pieces, and a section of the handle of the knife was ** at the head of the city, as if the laws of heaven and earth were cast there, and the Wushuang Sword City tried many times, but no one could pull it out and take it back.

And the foreign warrior Wen Fusheng sat cross-legged with the head of the Wushuang City, and the momentum was like a black cloud, suppressing the whole city.

In the following time, there were countless martial arts powerhouses, who were upset for Qin Zhishui, and tried to go up and draw their swords, but unfortunately they all failed, and some people challenged Wen Fusheng angrily, but there were countless casualties.

This martial artist from the outer realms is strong and ruthless, and he is ruthless, and to this day, he doesn't know how many martial artists in the Heavenly Desolate Realm have been seriously injured.

"Heavenly Desolate Martial Arts, but that's it. ”

Wen Fusheng, who was suppressed in the sky above Wushuang City, his long hair was flying, like the rebirth of a demon god, and all the creatures in the entire Wushuang Sword City in the town were about to be out of breath.

Wushuang Sword City and many Heavenly Desolate Martial Arts powerhouses gathered here, who had the intention to kill thieves and were unable to return to the sky, looked at the arrogant figure in the sky with great sadness and indignation.

"Where is the powerhouse of my Heavenly Desolate Realm?"

"Who can defeat this fang?"

"Could it be that the martial arts level of the Heavenly Desolate Realm is really so far behind that of the outside world?"

"I heard that this Wen Fusheng is just an unknown person in the outer realm, and he can sweep through my Heavenly Desolate Realm, which is really hateful. ”

"If this goes on for a long time, I'm afraid that the sharpness of my Heavenly Desolate Realm martial artist will be completely worn out. ”

"Why hasn't Ye Qingyu, the Lord of the Hall of Light, made a move? Three years ago, this person suppressed the heavens and swept the heavens, and he was a friend of Qin Zhishui and Qin Daxia, it stands to reason that he should make a fight at this time, except for the Lord of the Hall of Light, I am afraid that there is no one in this realm who can be the opponent of this person. ”

"I heard that Hall Master Ye went to the outside of the territory, but I'm afraid that he hasn't returned yet. ”

"Hehe, I think even if he makes a move, he doesn't necessarily have to be the opponent of Wen Fusheng, in the past three years, the Heavenly Desolate Realm has been connected with the outer realm, the tide of power has been rising, the law has been constantly perfected, the martial artists in the realm have continued to break through, and the overall strength has skyrocketed, and now that there are many masters, Ye Qingyu may not be able to suppress the Quartet anymore, and he will not necessarily be Wen Fusheng's opponent when he makes a move. ”

There is a lot of talk on all sides.

Time passes day by day.

More and more Heavenly Desolate Realm martial arts powerhouses have come to the Peerless Sword City.

In the past few years, Wushuang Sword City has been the core city of the Emperor's martial arts, just like Xuejing is to the Heavenly Desolate Empire, being suppressed here by a foreign warrior like Wen Fusheng, it is really a shame for the Emperor's martial arts, countless hot-blooded warriors came to challenge Wen Fusheng, but unfortunately they were all defeated......

"Hahaha, Heavenly Desolate Martial Arts, it's just a joke...... It's just a bunch of local chickens and dogs, how can they be worthy of a martial artist?"

Wen Fusheng just made a move, and he blew a challenger out of the dantian, completely abolishing the cultivation of this master from the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and humiliatingly holding the neck of the master of the Dragon and Tiger Sect with one hand, like carrying a chicken, with an arrogant posture, looking at the countless angry and helpless Heavenly Desolate Warriors below, hahaha laughed.

After laughing, he casually threw the Dragon and Tiger Sect martial artist who had lost the strength to struggle into the air, and sat down in the void again, like a demon god, suppressing the Quartet.

The people in the Wushuang City below hurriedly caught this Dragon and Tiger Sect powerhouse, angry and angry, but unfortunately helpless.

"It's all a bunch of garbage, wasting my time...... There is still half a day left until the ten-day period, if you want to challenge me, go and pull out the broken knife first......" Wen Fusheng's eyes burst into an astonishing magic light, looking down below, and said fiercely: "If it is before the sun sets today, no one can pull out the broken knife...... After sunset, I razed the Peerless Sword Mansion and stepped through the core of the so-called Heavenly Desolate Martial Dao, hahaha. ”

The laughter was like a magic sound, resounding everywhere.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The sun slowly sets over the western mountains.

The sharpness and confidence of the Heavenly Desolate Warriors seemed to be slowly sinking with the sun.

In the end, the red sun was about to sink under the earth, and only half a wheel remained, barely revealing some between the peaks of the western mountains.

"I was so disappointed. ”

Wen Fusheng shook his head and sighed.

"Heavenly Desolate Martial Arts is just a joke...... It's just a bunch of sick men. ”

He slowly stood up in the void, the flames were monstrous, and he was about to strike.

Wen Fusheng didn't believe it, he did his part, and that Ye Mad Demon didn't show up yet.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the head of the city in the distance.

Then I heard someone shouting loudly, "Someone is going to draw a knife......

Such a shout made the hearts of the martial arts powerhouses of Wushuang Sword City move, but they didn't dare to have too much hope, because the broken knife that was inserted upside down by Wen Fusheng was surrounded by ten invisible prohibitions, all of which were extremely terrifying, containing the power of the law.

"Maybe someone can't swallow this breath and just tries it. ”

In the hearts of many Heavenly Desolate Warriors, they all thought pessimistically.

In the past period of time, among the Heavenly Desolate Martial Artists gathered here, all those with names and surnames have already tried, and no one has succeeded.

But then soon, the voice rang out again.

"Haha, passed, passed the first ban...... Second ...... The third ...... So fast...... It seems like...... Hopeful. ”

"It's already the fifth way...... It's too fast, who is this person?"

"Eighth ......" Someone shouted directly at the head of the city, loudly announcing the news.

Hearing this voice, the originally pessimistic martial arts powerhouses of all parties suddenly rose in their hearts.

"What's going on?"

"Who's coming?"

"Passed the Eight Prohibitions so quickly...... Is there hope?"

"Go check it out. ”

Woohoo!

One by one, the figures were like streamers, shooting towards the direction of the city.

Head of the city.

A young man dressed in white like jade, standing in the sunset, standing against the light, bathed in blood-colored gold, as if the whole person was flashing with a dazzling look, at this time, he was already standing in front of the broken knife, looking down at the heavy broken knife, looking at the blood-red silk wrapped around the handle, it seemed to remember something, and did not draw the knife at the first time, but paused slightly.

"What's going on?"

"So fast?"

"You guys are slow, this person is very strong, and he easily broke the ten prohibitions...... Very calm, still have room to spare. ”

"Who is this man?"

At the head of the city, it was already crowded with Heavenly Desolate Warriors, and there were many people who simply stood in the void and talked about it.

......

Above the Peerless City.

Wen Fusheng's face also moved slightly.

"Finally a little interesting......" he licked his lips, his expression bloodthirsty and his eyes narrowed.

......

There is no double knife house.

Qin Zhishui, who was on the sickbed, was still in a coma.

In the battle of the same day, when he made the tenth move, he was defeated by Wen Fusheng's hands, the [Peerless Battle Knife] was destroyed, Qin Zhishui was also seriously injured, and he is still unconscious, all the divine doctors have come to see it, even Ouyang Buping, the medical god of the Heavenly Desolate Empire, has come to see it, but unfortunately it can't be treated, the biggest problem is that there is a devastating force entrenched in Qin Zhishui's dantian, constantly destroying his body, and the speed of his recovery is far from keeping up with the speed of physical deterioration.

At this time, Qin Zhishui was already on the verge of death, and he was completely confused.

A beautiful and virtuous young woman stood by the bed and wept, it was Qin Zhishui's wife Huang, who only got married to Qin Zhishui last year, and found out that there was joy three months ago, which was originally a good thing, who knew that after this change, seeing that the child had not yet been born, but such a thing happened, Huang's heart was about to break.

In addition, the elders of the Peerless Sword City were also standing in front of the bed, with an anxious look on their faces.

These days, each of them was taking turns to input vitality for Qin Zhishui before they were hanging their lives now, but at this point, it seemed that even this method was useless.

Seeing that Qin Zhishui's fate was on the verge of death, and the Peerless Sword City was becoming more and more dangerous with the arrival of the sunset, the masters of the Peerless Sword City were all anxious.

That's when —

Buzz!

A strange tremor sounded.

Everyone was shocked.

At a glance, I found that it was worshiped on the knife stand in the middle hall of the room, and the head of the remaining broken knife suddenly shook slightly, and I don't know what was going on.

On the day the [Peerless War Knife] was destroyed, Qin Zhishui only took back the head of the broken knife.

[Peerless War Knife] is a symbol of their glory, the knife is broken, it is an insult, and the broken knife can not be taken back, it is an insult, the broken knife head was put back into the knife frame by Qin Zhishui, and still burns incense to worship, but unfortunately the knife spirit in the knife is dead, and the formation patterns in it are also destroyed, this knife head is not even sharper than ordinary weapons, and there is no more power than ordinary weapons, which makes people sigh.

But now, this broken knife, how suddenly it shook.

Seems to be alive?

What's going on?

Everyone in the room looked at each other.

At this moment, Qin Zhishui, who had been lying unconscious on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up directly.

"He's coming!"

This peerless sword king, who had been in a coma for several days, suddenly seemed to have completely recovered, opened his mouth, lifted the quilt directly, walked down from the bed, and eagerly walked towards the gate.

"Husband, are you awake......" Huang was overjoyed, and hurriedly went over to support Qin Zhishui.

Everyone else was overjoyed.

But Qin Zhishui still repeated the words between him as if he didn't realize it, and when the words fell, he actually opened his mouth and spurted out a black blood, and the whole person looked up to the sky and fell down again.

There was a mess in the room.

Shout!

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

The broken knife head on the knife holder suddenly broke free, turned into a streamer, shot out, and disappeared into the room.

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The third more.

Everyone has a lot of support, in the end, they are still working hard to improve their status, so if you have a monthly pass, throw it over.