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Cheng Wushuang unleashed the Northern Wraith Soul Sword Duel, and while the Blood Shadow Behemoth finished hunting, he continued to use his sword and kill those martial artists who possessed the light of illusion.

At this moment, Feng Lie looked at the flashing illusory light above Cheng Wushuang's head, his face was extremely moved, and his eyes were shocked, it was unimaginable that less than a month after the opening of the Ancient Fantasy Realm, Cheng Wushuang actually had seventy illusory lights.

If this son walks out of the Ancient Fantasy Realm, he will definitely shock the 'sects' of the major sects.

The more than ten geniuses who took refuge in Wade not long ago had extremely difficult faces.

Cheng Wushuang came to these people and sneered, "You guys ran fast just now?"

Li Zhengda, a sword cultivation genius led by everyone, had to force a smile at this moment, and said: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, we didn't take refuge in them just now, we just wanted to pretend to surrender, and then secretly attacked and killed Na Wade, who knows that your combat power is like a god, admire, admire." ”

When everyone saw Li Zhengda like this, they immediately felt sick in their hearts.

Feng Lie and Li Zhengda still have some 'friendship', this person's swordsmanship is good, although he is one step lower than Cheng Wushuang, but among the major sword cultivators, he also belongs to the top horn 'color'.

But today, when he saw a despicable character like Li Zhengda, Feng Lie felt that he was a little blind at that time, and he actually thought of 'befriending' this kind of person.

At this moment, on the field, the killing intent exuded by Cheng Wushuang shocked everyone, and they knew that Cheng Wushuang would definitely kill these more than ten betrayed people.

"A few of you blamed me before, saying that because I angered Wade, I immediately ran out and surrendered. ”

"Are you blind to me?"

Cheng Wushuang smiled sarcastically.

A cold sweat rolled out of Li Zhengda's forehead, Cheng Wushuang's killing intent was already very strong, at present, Cheng Wushuang was only half a battle away from him, so short, with Cheng Wushuang's terrible swordsmanship, I believe that it would be easy to kill him, thinking of the sarcasm in Cheng Wushuang's words, Li Zhengda knew that Cheng Wushuang would not let him go.

can think about it, Cheng Wushuang is just a sword cultivator from a humble and low-level dynasty, if he threatens the safety of his dynasty, I don't believe that he will not give him a step.

Suddenly, Li Zhengda had a little confidence, and the easy-going smile that was originally 'revealed' immediately turned into a sneer, and said: "Cheng Wushuang, although you are good at swordsmanship, don't forget, you are just a martial artist from a low-level dynasty. ”

"And I, a member of the Nine Top Dynasties, if you dare to touch my sweat 'hair', your dynasty will suffer a catastrophe. ”

"You don't want your family to become slaves, so if you know you, put away your sword. ”

"I'll give you a staircase down, and as long as you let me go, I'll leave immediately. ”

Li Zhengda's tone of speech was mixed with a hint of threat, and his eyes turned from fear to disdain, he just looked down on this kind of warriors born in a humble dynasty, even if they were strong, they despised this kind of warriors from the heart, feeling that they were like ants, just relying on some good luck to get to the current level.

When everyone heard Li Zhengda's words, they felt that this son's head was rusty, and he still couldn't figure out the situation, now Cheng Wushuang had controlled his life and death, and he dared to threaten Cheng Wushuang.

Murong Qiong shook his head slightly, he was very disappointed in Li Zhengda, originally he had great hopes for this group of Tianjiao martial artists, but now it seems that this group of martial artists is just a 'flower' in the greenhouse, and he doesn't understand the situation outside at all.

With Cheng Wushuang's decisive 'sex' personality, he will never be threatened by others, and the more you threaten him, the more he wants to kill you.

Cheng Wushuang heard Li Zhengda's words, and his cold face suddenly eased and smiled, and the killing intent was even worse, and said, "What you said is good." ”

"Nine top dynasties, how can I afford to provoke a low-level dynasty, so ......"

Li Zhengda heard Cheng Wushuang's words, and his heart was suddenly happy, and he hurriedly said: "You really know each other." ”

But the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and he thought that Cheng Wushuang would let him go, but as a result, a sword stabbed directly into his throat.

Cheng Wushuang's face was hideous, and he said unruly: "The top dynasty is great, you are just a dog who relies on the family, leave the family, you are nothing, don't pretend in front of me." ”

"Even if I kill you, it is estimated that your family will not be guilty of avenging a dead man who can't even enter the 'gate' of the Eight Great Sects. ”

The stone sword withdrew, blood splattered all over the ground.

Back then, the people of the Northern Pluto Saint Clan descended from the distant star world to the dilapidated Sirius, trying to kill his father and all the clansmen of the Cheng family with a single thought.

His mother, Bei Yingwu, begged and threatened his life to save him and his father.

This humiliation has always been imprinted in his heart.

At this moment, the threat of Li Zhengda's words made him unbearably angry, and made him think that this world is such a reality, as long as you have the strength, you can regard everything as fish 'meat'.

If his strength is weak, I am afraid that he can only be wronged now and let go of this Li Zhengda.

"You're all going to die!"

Cheng Wushuang's cold gaze swept over the remaining surrendered martial artists, and the corners of his mouth lined up with a hint of 'yin' coldness, and the stone sword once again bloomed with cold light.

"Let's go together, don't be afraid of him!"

These more than a dozen warriors were frightened on their faces, knowing that they would not escape death, since this was the case, they would die and the net would be broken, even if they died, they would cut off Cheng Wushuang's fingers and arms.

Snort!

Countless blood spilled on the ground, but Cheng Wushuang's body was not stained with a trace of blood, under the martial arts of more than ten people, he was at ease, like a god of death, harvesting life, and the qi and blood of every martial artist he killed were swallowed by the stone sword.

In just ten breaths, these Tianjiao who betrayed everyone died under Cheng Wushuang's sword.

The Law of Devouring!

With a wave of his hand, Cheng Wushuang borrowed the law of devouring to remove all the corpses.

Dongfang made people see Cheng Wushuang's method for the first time, and he was a little curious about whether the gray 'color' light was a martial art or a secret method, and he faintly felt that the gray 'color' light was not simple, it was extremely mysterious.

A battle, not even half an hour, is over.

Everyone thought that Cheng Wushuang's strength could barely compete with the tail of the Ten Holy Sons, but now they found that his strength was far more than that, and it was estimated that if he wanted to compete with Cheng Wushuang, he would at least need to rank sixth, or even fifth, the Holy Son or the Divine Son.

With the enemy completely wiped out, Cheng Wushuang retracted his breath, his killing intent faded, and he returned to his easy-going and ordinary aura, and smiled at everyone: "This place has just entered the Great Demon Mountain Range, let's hurry up, find a safe place to rest for a while, and set off again the next day." ”

Countless Tianjiao heard this, and they all nodded slightly, Cheng Wushuang's words have occupied an important position in everyone's hearts at this moment.