Oriental pride! ”

Liu Feng's body was also shocked.

Although, she guessed in her heart that Dongfang Ao might come back.

But when he did appear, it was still a bit of a surprise.

"Sun Xiong, kill him!"

Qin Nanming stood aside and said indifferently.

The indifferent tone was like ordering Sun Xiong to trample an ant to death.

"Hmph, kill me, just rely on a Sun Xiong, does he have this strength?"

Ba Dao snorted coldly, without the slightest fear.

"We'll find out later."

Sun Xiong sneered, and in an instant, he directly punched out, like a muffled thunder.

Both of them soared into the sky, flew into the air at an altitude of 100 meters, and launched a burst of killing.

The overlord knife is holding a big knife, the knife intent is fearful, and the killing power is very sharp, domineering, and indomitable.

"Boom ......"

Sun Xiong did not have the slightest fear, and directly shot and fought with his fists.

"Bang!"

A few minutes later, Badao's body suddenly fell from the sky, spurting out a mouthful of blood and crashing into one of the Liu family's houses.

"It's already the sixth layer of the Holy Warrior?"

The domineering body shook wildly, and shouted in extreme horror.

He couldn't believe that Sun Xiong, the mad dragon who was as famous as him, had far surpassed him.

In the realm of the Holy Warrior, every layer is a heavenly moat!

"If it hadn't been for the sixth layer of the Holy Warrior just now, he would have died just now!"

Sun Xiong sneered, took a step, and directly shot towards the sword.

The power of the sixth layer of the Holy Martial Artist, the overlord sword did not resist at all, and within a few minutes, he was already covered in blood, and he could only escape.

"Hehe, go die!"

Sun Xiong drank heavily.

In his heart, he was extremely glad that if he hadn't met the Eastern Senior, he would have stepped into the sixth layer of the Holy Martial Artist, and he didn't know how many years it would take.

Now, the sword with the same name as him can only be crushed by him.

"Stop!"

A thunderous sound rang out from beyond the sky.

The sword was ecstatic, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Senior Sword King, save me, save me!" ”

The person who came was the one-armed sword king, who walked a thousand sails.

In the sky, thousands of meters away, a terrifying willow mist was formed, and the white-haired Bu Qianfan carried the rolling white mist, and it hit like lightning.

Sun Xiong didn't spare any hand, and punched the sword in the chest, causing his chest to sink directly.

"Shaft, look for death!"

Twinkling.

Above the heavenly dome, hundreds of fast ice blades were condensed, and they struck like lightning.

The ice was like an arrow, piercing the void, and the power was terrifying.

Finally, Qin Nanming made a move, took a step, and the shadow golden sword flew out, turning into a hundred-meter giant sword, and the raging flames melted the ice arrows.

The masked man is back!

This news spread all over Liuhai City in an instant, the only son of the one-armed sword king was killed in a shocking way, and the entire Yunzhou offered a reward for the masked man, this news has already alarmed many people in Yunzhou.

Therefore, not only the people in Liuhai City have been paying attention to this matter.

There are even many good deeds who went to Liuhai City to pay attention to the development of things.

Originally, I thought that the man in the silver mask would definitely change his appearance and hide in the deep mountains and old forests somewhere, and wait a few years to reappear.

Unexpectedly, this person actually returned to Liuhai City.

"The masked man has returned to Liuhai City strongly, the one-armed sword king has been killed, it is said that the strength of the masked man is also very terrifying, the Zhou family who once destroyed Liuhai City, the collision between the two will definitely be a big battle."

"We must not miss this big battle, the one-armed sword king has not made a move for several years, and it is my luck to be able to see his demeanor."

One by one, the holy warriors rushed into the sky and flew towards the Liu family, wanting to see the battle between the one-armed sword king and the masked man.

"It's Dongfang Pride!"

The one-armed sword king stood proudly in the void, the white mist lingering, he was like a god, the cold air was pressing, and his voice was like thunder and asked.

"It's him, it's him. Senior of the Sword King, I saw this person with my own eyes, and he killed the son of the Heaven-shattering Step, I must avenge him! ”

The sword was almost dying, and he cried out in pain.

His eyes were full of resentment and jealousy.

He followed the one-armed sword king for several years, just to make a breakthrough in his cultivation and sword skills, but he didn't get much benefit at all.

And the mad dragon Sun Xiong, it shouldn't have been much time since he followed this masked man, and he had already broken through to the sixth layer of the Holy Warrior, and now he could crush himself.

"Why! Sun Xiong is really damned, this Dongfang Ao, also damned! ”

Ba Dao thought resentfully in his heart.

"My Bu Qianfan's son dares to kill, so bold, aren't you afraid of being cramped and skinned?"

Bu Qianfan's voice was cold.

"Sword King, yes, the son insisted on going against Dongfang Ao's seniors, so Dongfang Ao's seniors made a move." Sun Xiong opened his mouth to explain.

"Crazy Dragon Sun Xiong, right, interesting, following this masked man, have you thought about the consequences? Or are you really not afraid of death? ”

Bu Qianfan's eyes were low, and he said indifferently.

"Of course I'm afraid of death, but the benefits I gained from following my predecessors in the East are enough for me to risk with my life. It's better than some people following and doing cows and horses and getting nothing. ”

Sun Xiong said with a sneer.

What he was referring to was naturally the overlord sword, the dignified fifth-level master of the Holy Warrior, and it was really sad that he had become a lackey of such a squishy disciple.

In Badao's heart, there was a burst of grievance, anger and jealousy.

He put all his hatred on Sun Xiong and Dongfang Ao, and now he only hopes that these two people will die.

"What's more, if you really fight, you may not be the opponent of the predecessors of the East!"

"Haha."

Hearing Sun Xiong's words, Bu Qianfan couldn't help laughing, the white mist around him was surging, and the cold air was soaring to the sky.

"Speaking of this king, he is not his opponent!"

He suddenly took a step in the air, and the billowing white mist suddenly surged, condensed into ice, and the entire space seemed to be frozen.

A hundred meters around Bu Qianfan, all solidified, and under a thought, a hundred meters of ice was indeed terrifying.

At this time, a holy warrior rushed over, and when he saw this scene, his body was shocked.

"It's too powerful, this is the strength of the one-armed sword king, terrifying and terrifying, his own ice attribute can already affect the surrounding space."

"The ice attribute alone is already so terrifying, and the one-armed sword king's sword path should be so terrifying?"

"It is also the seventh layer of the Holy Warrior, but the strength of the Sword King is far beyond the seventh layer of the ordinary Holy Warrior, and in the entire Yunzhou, there are only a few people who can surpass the Sword King."

Everyone shouted in surprise, looking at the one-armed sword king's methods, full of admiration and envy.

Although Bu Jingtian is a gentleman and disgusted by everyone, the one-armed sword king is still quite prestigious in Yunzhou.

"Seeing the strength of this king, why don't you kneel down quickly?"

Suddenly, Bu Qianfan shouted violently, and the terrifying coercion swept out, pointing directly at Qin Nanming, as if Mount Tai had descended, wanting to make Qin Nanming give in and kneel down directly.

"Boom!"

Qin Nanming's momentum suddenly exploded, and against Bu Qianfan's coercion, he took a step forward and said coldly: "Old thing, do you really think you are some kind of sword king?" ”

It's crazy!

Everyone's hearts were shocked, this person turned out to be an old thing called Bu Qianfan.

But then he was relieved, he even dared to kill Bu Qianfan's only son, what else would he not dare.

This person is really crazy.

Bu Qianfan's eyes were deep, and he didn't get angry, but said coldly: "Is it the Sword King, soon, you will know!" ”

The cold air exploded in an instant, Bu Qianfan shot out, and the endless cold air struck towards Qin Nanming, turning into rolling white mist, and there was endless killing intent hidden in the coldness.

"Slash!"

The Shadow Golden Sword skyrocketed, turning into a ten-meter-long giant sword, and the raging flames burned, scorching the cold air that scorched at it.

Although Qin Nanming's flames were fierce, the cold aura did not weaken in the slightest, and the cold killing machine continued to attack Qin Nanming.

"Hmph, do you really think my cold is so easy to deal with? My ice spirit vein, but it's a high-level Xuan! ”

Bu Qianfan shouted coldly.

The fire attribute spirit vein and the ice attribute are naturally mutually reinforcing, however, Bu Qianfan is already a high-level spirit vein, while Qin Nanming's fire attribute spirit vein is still at the yellow level, and the difference is too big.

"Xuan-level high?"

Qin Nanming sneered, full of disdain.

His spiritual vein level can be upgraded, not to mention the Xuan level, even if it is a heaven level.

"Break it for me!"

The flames soared again, Qin Nanming's eyes were cold, and above the Shadow Golden Sword, the raging flames burned, colliding with the cold qi of Bu Qianfan, and burst out with incomparably terrifying power.

"The masked man is really extraordinary, and he can actually fight against the one-armed sword king!"

"This is just the beginning, the strength of the Sword King is far from being exerted!"

"Well, the strength of the Sword King has indeed not exploded, but it is already good that the masked man can do this, with this strength, no wonder, he can be so arrogant."