It was only three seconds before and after, and as Escudero's sword blade was constantly pulled out, some people gradually fell to the ground, some foamed at the mouth, and some bled from all over the body, and even Songming, a big monster, felt a little unbearable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The crowd soon fell into despair.

Seeing that Escudero's blade was about to leave the blade completely, a sword suddenly pierced the air and flew upside down, and the hilt slammed into Escudero's sword, and with a sonorous sound, a scream that enveloped the entire venue.

It came to an abrupt end.

Hundreds of disciples who had not yet started were pulled back from the brink of death.

Escudero was struck by the hilt of his flying sword, and his whole body was suddenly shocked, and his feet slid straight back, and after ten steps, he suddenly stopped.

The plank on the sole of his feet was deeply marked by his boots.

What he is holding is an ordinary sword, and I am afraid that he has been broken and disabled.

On the other side, after the flying sword slammed into Escudero, it immediately retreated and flew into Soderman's hand:

"Nice sword, then...... Try mine too. ”

Soderman adjusted his posture of holding the sword slightly, turned sideways, didn't even bow his back, just straightened up, and slashed in the direction of General Nanzhao in front of him, more than two zhang away.

A hundred-zhang long black sword shadow fell from the sky and landed on the top of General Nanzhao's head.

The entire hosting platform collapsed with a bang, and a huge crack extended backwards from the hosting platform, splitting a crack in the entire Tianzhu Mountain, which was about ten zhang high and less than a foot wide, but directly penetrated the east and west sides of Tianzhu Mountain.

The entire venue was in chaos, and the only remaining crowd fled in all directions.

Von Tyson was carried headless into the air; Lan Ting Zhenren and the three elders of Luo Yun, Pu Yu, and Xuan Yue also rose up one after another, and after witnessing the power of this sword, their eyes were full of horror and doubt.

The power of this sword has obviously exceeded the level that a Feather Realm cultivator should have, but the Dao power released in the moment of the sword is only a Feather Cultivation of the fourth or fifth order, and there are at least five people present above this cultivation, but no one dares to say that they have the ability to split this sword.

Even Soderman himself was a little surprised, stroking the sword body lazily:

"So I'm so good?"

Barbarossa was the only one in the audience who remained fully calm, and walked over and slapped Soderman on the shoulder:

"That's kind of like a word!"

General Nanzhao stood up in a pool of blood, his close-fitting golden armor was completely shredded, and the fragments were scattered all over the ground; The chest and abdomen were pierced by a sword, and the east and west holes were opened like Tianzhu Mountain; I saw him holding the Dao sword, barely standing, panting, and his face seemed to have aged ten years in an instant—you must know that General Nanzhao is not yet sixty years old this year, but he looks even older than Lan Ting Zhenren, who has lived for hundreds of years.

Still, his expression was smiling:

"Ah, it's time to counterattack."

Just when everyone thought that General Nanzhao was about to counterattack-

Nanzhao disappeared out of thin air under everyone's noses......

Disappeared out of thin air......

Gone......

Finish......

Song Ming was shocked, in the blink of an eye, but he was sweating profusely, he intuitively felt that he was unlucky, he had offended such a powerful team, even the general had fled for his life, and what could he do to protect himself, he wanted to run away, but he was attracted by the sound under the ruins of the hosting platform.

At this moment of chaos, in full view of everyone-

A pig's head crawled out of the collapsed ruins of the presiding platform, slapped off the dust on his body, wiped off the saliva on his snoring face while sleeping, looked at the chaotic conference scene, and asked in a daze:

"Uh...... Where's the conference? ”

The elders and elders of the Blue Courtyard who were hanging in the air couldn't cry or laugh at this time, and they all looked at Rousseau in embarrassment, only a huge number of people, including Song Mingyue, were speechless in shock.

Did this guy sleep all the time?!

In such a thrilling venue, this guy can actually sleep?!

What the hell is an awesome guy? Or is it just a sleepy pig that follows its natural instincts?

Even Song Ming couldn't help but ask these question marks, staring closely at the Porco Rosso who had a voyeuristic experience with him not far away.

Amor Rousseau looked up at Sodermann, although this was the first time the two had met, but for some reason they had a sense of déjà vu, especially the Dao sword that grew to the point of being blind, and had a long-lost boredom.

So he pushed away his sunglasses and asked with a grin:

"Your name is Soderman?"

Soderman was also stunned for a moment, frowning slightly, and did not immediately chase after the disappeared General Nanzhao, and responded:

"So ......?"

Porco Rosso walked out of the ruins, and Rin Rin stood in front of the stage:

"Surprisingly unfamiliar name, but I guess we've met before."

Soderman scratched his stray blonde hair:

"I don't have much of an impression of pigs."

Barbarossa on the side listened to the two of them talking nonsense back and forth, and was a little impatient:

"Soderman, what are you talking nonsense about a pig? Cut him! Don't let Nanzhao run away. ”

When Porco Rosso heard this, he picked up the iron sword he wore on his waist, blew the dust on the scabbard, felt not very satisfied, and pulled out the blade and blew it, and after confirming that there was no dirt, he took the sword back into the scabbard:

"But I remember you, and your nasty skeletal face...... Do you still want to do it? ”。

Barbarossa was shocked when she heard this, because Soderman happened to have a skeletal mask that he always carried in his arms, how could the pig know?

Soderman's brows tightened, and a hint of caution flashed in his scattered gaze:

"You don't have to...... Let's go. ”

Barbarossa was a little confused:

"What? That's it? ”

Even Porco Rosso was surprised, thinking:

"Is this guy so talkative? Or is it a wound on his body...... It looks much worse than me, both physically and in the head. Tilager, I don't remember you still have the ability to capture people's memories! Could it be that there are others besides the seven? Can't remember, headache, headache......"

Seeing that the enemy tried to escape in vain after seriously injuring General Nanzhao, as the owner of this conference, Lan Ting Zhenren naturally would not agree.

I saw him motioning to the three elders beside him, and then shouted:

"You want to go? Earth and stone road, alien stones! ”

The three elders also made a move in unison:

"Qianjin Dao, chase ten thousand sword tricks!"

"Mingyindao, the sky is thundering and exploding!"

"Qingshuidao, thorn rain!"

……

And in a secret room in the center of the bottom of Tianzhu Mountain.

An old man's eyes were slightly closed, he was sleeping, his hands and feet were nailed to the wall with stone locks, his right chest was pierced by a sword, his white clothes were drooping, and the skin that could be seen all over his body was as dry as firewood, which was more accurate than an old man.

Affected by the aftermath of Soderman's earth-shattering sword before, the old man slowly opened his eyes:

"It's almost ......"

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Preview: Chapter 0059, the world of looking at faces