Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Unequaled Sword Comes, and the Mist Rises Again

Come and die!

Don't ask and drink.

The sound is like wind and thunder, whistling for nine days.

Turned into an invisible sound wave and rushed straight to the door of the red flame.

The air is scattered, and the blood is shaken.

Chi Yan let out a long roar, and his blood and qi rolled, becoming more and more majestic.

The whole person came towards Mo Wen to suppress it.

Rumble!

The two collided in an instant.

Fierce and furious.

The air was filled with smoke and dust.

Silver Dust's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and he looked at Chi Yan's entourage.

Someone should bear his anger!

Rumble!

One dozen four!

......

The shadows in the sky changed.

The giant sword representing the Heavenly Pill Dao and the Heavenly Weapon Dao reflected the same phantom.

Barberry old way!

The small world is a sensation, and the news goes viral.

One person sits and holds two divine swords!

Someone is ready to move.

Taibai is really dead!

The old road of barberry is Taibai Mountain, and now there is less Taibai Mountain.

No longer has the power of two.

Does that mean their chance has come?

this day.

The most mysterious and invisible Nine Swords Descendants surfaced.

Heavenly Sword Dao Ning Wushuang!

He left his name and drifted away after he beheaded the king of kings.

I heard that he wanted to cut down the barberry and take the inheritance.

Countless people were shaken.

are all looking for traces of the old barberry.

Some want to take away the inheritance, and some want to burn a fire for fear that the world will not be chaotic.

The situation that had been dormant was once again elevated.

......

Time passes.

Barberry Old Dao's eyes widened sharply, and two lines of blood flashed. Turning into a sharp blade, it shot straight out, piercing through the ancient wood in front of it.

He stood up slowly, his blood rolling out.

The face that was originally folded with wrinkles and markings is now white.

He couldn't stop looking up to the sky and howling.

In an instant, birds flew everywhere, and the sound of the forest echoed.

He walked out of the formation step by step and walked towards the outside of the forest.

At this moment, the two giant sword phantoms in the sky overlapped, slowly rotated, and a strange pillar of light formed.

The pillar of light seemed to be self-positioning, descending from the sky and shining on the old barberry road.

In an instant, the world was boiling and attracting the world's attention.

The old way of barberry is completely exposed to the eyes of the world.

There is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it.

But his face was unwavering, as if he had expected it.

And that's exactly what happened.

He had been inherited by the Blood Sea Ancestor of the Ancient Strongman.

Blood Sea Ancestor.

At that time, it was rampant in the world, his strength was unparalleled, his blood was monstrous, and he was a formation master, so no one dared to offend him.

It wasn't until later that the Pure Yang Sword Immortal rose strongly, lifting the three-foot sword and killing the Blood Demon Ancestor to preach.

But the Blood Demon Ancestor also had a lot of means, hiding from the sky and the sea, and a wisp of divine soul escaped, leaving the inheritance behind.

Later, it was accidentally obtained by the barberry veteran.

There is a memory in it, which records things about the small world of pure yang.

It was just a silhouette, but it was a scene witnessed by the Blood Demon Ancestor, preserved by the last wisp of the divine soul.

At this time, the barberry old man felt that the energy in his body was endless, and he was almost about to burst out.

A touch of scarlet flashed in his pupils, reflecting the light of the sky, and there was a sense of strangeness.

He wants to kill!

I want to take their flesh and blood!

Kill!

......

"Look! It's the old barberry!"

As soon as the barberry came out of the forest, he saw the people who came along the pillar of light.

He was watched, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him.

There are surprises, banter, greed, and earth-shattering murderous intent.

"You're a barberry?"

A cold voice came into Lao Dao's ears.

He looked at it and saw that it was a young man.

The white clothes were as light as snow, and the three-foot-long sword hung from his waist.

It's a young man!

"I am. Barberry nodded slightly, his eyes were calm, and the whole person was calm, like a lake that did not make waves.

He looked at the young man quietly and said, "The heir of the Nine Swords, I don't know who the surname is?"

"Ning Wushuang, Heavenly Sword Dao!" Ning Wushuang replied very crisply, sharply, without dragging the mud and water at all.

As he spoke, his hand grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the long sword shuddered softly, then calmed down.

He looked at the barberry old man quietly, but his eyes did not blink.

His spirit was one, his breathing became more and more steady, and he was fully focused on his sword and his enemies.

If this sword is pulled out, it will be a shock.

He's waiting, waiting for the best opportunity!

"Ning Wushuang, good bearing! As his name suggests, he is really a son!

He felt Ning Wushuang's sword, undisguised, extremely powerful, even if it was hidden in the scabbard, it also bloomed with endless edge.

For Ning Wushuang, having a sheath is equal to having no sheath.

It's truly unique!

......

"Look, Ning Wushuang and the old barberry are facing each other!"

"I heard that he was going to cut a barberry, I wonder who will be better?"

"Ning Wushuang, after all, he has the record of killing the king of kings, that's real!"

"That's not necessarily, who has ever seen the old way of barberry make a move? What's more, he is now in the inheritance of two swords, and he may not be weak!"

There was a lot of talking.

Some people are optimistic about Ning Wushuang, and some people support the old way of barberry.

But many more want to lose both so that they can benefit.

......

The purple shadow hurried by.

Purple Charm saw a pillar of light in the sky.

Her mind moved, and she went back the way she came.

Maybe...... You can take a few more inheritances yourself!

She's not gone, and she's fast.

After a while, they returned to Spiegel Lake.

When I saw it, I saw Mo Wen and Chi Yan colliding savagely like fierce beasts, and the space was blasted out with bursts.

On the other side.

Xu Youjian's battle with Zhou Yutong also attracted her.

Xu Youjian is very strong, and his chest is full of flesh and blood, but he does not fall behind in the face of Zhou Yutong, and even faintly presses her to fight!

And Zhou Yutong's law, she only feels familiar.

But I can't remember where I've seen it.

As for the battle of Silver Dust, there is nothing to see.

Or rather...... She didn't bother to look at the guy with a stinky face!

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she returned to Mo Wen and the two again.

She thought to herself.

Both of them have a legacy in them.

If you kill them all......

She is confident that she can suppress anyone alone.

But if the two join forces, she may not be able to suppress it.

is to wait for the two of them to lose, and then she will make a move.

Still is...... Jump right into the flee, unite with one and quickly wipe out the other.

Or, turn the target to Xu Youjian.

But Xu Youjian was obviously friendly with Mo Wen Yinchen, if he couldn't kill him quickly, the two of them would definitely arrive before they killed Xu Youjian.

Moreover, she had been secretly observing.

Xu Youjian and the woman clearly have some inexplicable relationship.

She glanced at Xu Youjian again, and couldn't make up her mind for a moment.

Suddenly, a gloomy aura came from behind itself.

She couldn't help but turn around and look.

The dust and sand flowed on the lakeside, and streams of mist rose from the sand.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and the flow of dust and sand accelerated, and even began to fly.

Rumble!

Finally, there was a bang.

Dust blurred the vision.

It can be vaguely seen that in the yellow sand and dust mixed with the mist, a figure slowly got up and straightened his waist.

"My name is ...... Zhao Qingfeng...... My opponent is ...... Don't ask!"

"Fight him...... I'm not going to kill myself!"

"Kill!"