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When everyone saw this, someone shouted: "Quick, while his mind has not yet fallen into a frenzy, suppress him as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad." ”

"Everyone, nameless brother, I'm sorry."

The people who can come to witness the wedding of the sword maniac this time are all well-known figures in the rivers and lakes, and there is naturally no shortage of rare peerless masters.

Hearing someone speak, three people suddenly stood up. One is a middle-aged scholar, the other is a gray-haired old woman, and the other is an old man in rags.

"Everyone, the Nameless Brother is in a dangerous situation now, and we must seal his Purple Mansion and Qi Sea as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable." The middle-aged scholar said in a deep voice.

The old man in a basket of clothes said calmly: "The wooden master has excellent medical skills, so let's leave the matter of this seal to her." The old man has no means to get his hands on it, but his ability to pestering people to collect debts is barely passable. I'll keep him in check, and you'll take care of the rest. ”

The carpenter did not speak, and bowed his head slightly in understanding.

And when the three of them walked out, they had already been recognized.

"Judge of life and death, old man of hundred hardships, sword immortal Zhu Mingyu, amazing, amazing. These are all great masters who are enough to start a sect today. ”

"The owner of the sword village is lucky, if it weren't for the gathering of so many masters today, I'm afraid there really would be no room for recovery."

When everyone was talking, the three of them had already made a decision.

The old man was the first to strike.

But seeing that his face was full of sorrow, he sighed: "The world is full of suffering, all kinds of pain." Everything is born from the heart and destroyed by the heart. ”

Before his words fell, endless visions appeared inexplicably around the nameless sword, a scene of suffering for all beings.

Some people lost their fathers at a young age, lost their mothers at a young age, were lonely, and died alone.

There are surging rivers that flood thousands of miles, and the lives are miserable, and the people are not able to make a living.

There are tyrants who are extravagant and tyrannical, who kill people for pleasure at every turn, commit adultery and plunder.

Many visions were like a sea of sand surrounding the sword namelessly, making him feel as if he was restrained, and his movements were obviously much slower.

Subsequently, Sword Immortal Zhu Mingyu made a move.

A sword came out, and the sword qi that was as clear as jade stretched for more than a thousand meters, like a heavenly curse descending from the nine heavens.

The sword light is cold, and it has not yet touched everyone, which has already made them all feel numb in their scalps and cold in their hands and feet. Some of those who were weaker in cultivation were even more frightened and paralyzed to the ground, and they had lost the ability to resist.

It's just that without waiting for the wood master to make a move, the sword will change again without a name.

The blood in his eyes turned pitch black, and the black mist around him that rose like clouds of smoke quickly condensed, and a black long sword full of evil aura appeared in front of him.

That sword seemed to be ethereal, but it gave people an extremely cold feeling, as if it could tear the soul apart. Just by taking a careless look, everyone felt as if their souls had been cut by a sharp blade.

"Ah, my eyes!"

"Oops."

For a while, there was a wail in the venue.

Everyone was horrified in their hearts, and some people couldn't help but exclaim: "Half Immortal, this is going to be advanced to Half Immortal!" ”

The old man frowned, a little surprised in his heart.

The supernatural power he practiced was the path of the soul, specializing in the soul spirit.

But at this time, he found that the vision in front of the sword nameless body actually had a great impact on his supernatural powers, as if it was also a sword that specialized in killing souls!

In his astonishment, the visions that trapped him around Sword Nameless had already shown signs of collapse.

The old man was frightened and said loudly: "Don't do it yet!" ”

The Judge of Life and Death and the Sword Immortal were equally shocked, but they still underestimated the power of the strange poison and the cultivation strength of the sword nameless.

Seeing that the sword was nameless, he sneered hideously, and flicked his fingers on the black long sword.

"Zheng!"

A clang, tearing the heavens and the earth!

The vision shattered in an instant, and the mighty sword qi on the sky also collapsed.

Then the sound of the roar spread mightily, but anyone who heard the sound of the sword from the vision felt as if someone had slashed their souls with a sword.

"Ahh

There was a mournful wail inside and outside the courtyard.

Only existences above the middle stage of the supernatural power can barely resist the sword of the soul from the sword nameless. But even so, they also had a momentary loss of consciousness. And in a battle of the same level, this momentary loss of consciousness was enough to end the battle.

Everyone was relieved and shocked.

This is the power of the half-immortal!

"It's too noisy."

Just when everyone was frightened, a voice that seemed to complain came.

Then, before everyone could react, they saw a big hand appear out of thin air above the nameless sword.

That hand rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it was like a wheel.

It fell from the sky, shattering the space in its path, and a dark and deep spatial rift appeared.

The vision sword shattered in an instant, and the sword nameless in the Half-Immortal Realm didn't even have a chance to react, and turned into flying ashes under the terrible pressure.

In an instant, everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

It's just that although the matter of the sword nameless demon has been resolved, everyone can't calm down.

That's a powerhouse who is already in the realm of half-immortals!

That's it, gone?

A slap in the face, no slap?

Everyone looked at each other, and they were full of horror and bewilderment.

Even the half-immortal realm can be slapped in the face, what kind of earth-shattering strength will it be, and where does it come from?

Zhao Dongyang's pupils constricted to a point, and he looked at Li Hao with a shocked face.

Others may not have seen who made the move, but he could see it clearly.

Spank!

Gone!

Zhao Dongyang recalled Li Hao's casual appearance just now, and suddenly felt that his previous plan was extremely ridiculous. In the eyes of a true master, the nameless sword is like an ant that can be destroyed at will.

What about yourself?

The demon sword nameless is already a master of the half-immortal realm, and he is not even qualified to compare with it now. But in front of a real master, even a nameless sword is like an ant, let alone himself?

Even if he can plan to destroy the Divine Sword Villa, he will even take the Drifting Snow Palace into his pocket.

But so what?

In front of the real masters, it is like a group of ants killing each other for food, ridiculous and pathetic.

Practice, become a true powerhouse!

Only power is eternal!

Zhao Dongyang's thoughts turned sharply, and his original desire to dominate the world suddenly faded.

Li Hao's understatement hit him too much, too much.

After a brief shock, the sword maniac finally woke up from the shock. His face was full of grief and confusion, and he collapsed to the ground weakly, and kept muttering, "Father, father." ”

Li Hao stepped forward, squinted at the crying sword maniac, and said coldly: "A man should stand up to the sky in the world, but you can only cry and cry." ”

The sword maniac looked at the place where the sword disappeared with blank eyes, tears on his face, and he didn't care about Li Hao's hot and cold taunts at all. For this flower growing in a greenhouse, the death of my father is no less than the fall of the sky.

At this time, his mind was empty, and there was only one thought.

Father, it's gone!

Li Hao shook his head slightly, how can he forge an astonishing divine weapon without going through wind and rain and not being tempered?

The Sword Demon who has never experienced hardships is really a useless waste. Even ordinary people know that the most important thing at this time is to stabilize people's hearts and the situation, rather than crying to show filial piety.

Li Hao was speechless by the crying voice of the sword maniac, and said casually: "If you want a father, I will return you to one." ”

His voice fell, and everyone immediately couldn't help but look sideways.

The expressions of the people were strange and different.

Give you one back!?

The sword nameless has been wiped out, even if the real immortal comes, it will not be saved.

This person, what a big breath.

But some people noticed the difference in Li Hao's words, and gave you back.

A return word, but it says a lot.