"Interesting, if I can kill you, I will do my duty!" Suddenly, the voice of the silver-haired swordsman with a slight smile echoed in the field. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone was shocked, the silver-haired swordsman who seemed to never speak, actually spoke, and the gods of the Wang family, who arrived later at this moment, were also surprised, thinking that this person was a dumb person, and they didn't want him to speak.

But what is really surprising is the words in his mouth, full of belief in victory, is it really as he said, in this situation, there is still the ability to kill Wang Haichao?

"Hmph, it's not in vain to boast about Haikou when you are dying, but it's a pity that the situation is like this, it's difficult for you to get your wish!"

"Ancestor, why listen to his nonsense, kill a hundred directly!"

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The gods of the Wang family, you say a word, I say a word, and immediately break the silver-haired swordsman into pieces, as for what the other party said, in their eyes, it is all a lie.

"The old man doesn't have any patience for you, if you still have a backhand to show it as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no chance!"

As Wang Haichao said some cruel words, he saw that the Endless Lightsaber attack became more ferocious.

"Stupid!"

With the sword's sarcastic words, I saw the silver-haired swordsman who cherished words like gold spoke again, and he shouted expressionlessly, "Proud sword - Daewoo boundless!"

What kind of swordsmanship is this, even if they have rich experience like the gods in the field, they can't recognize the clue for a while, but they are all sure without exception that this is an extremely terrifying and weird swordsmanship.

I saw that after the silver-haired swordsman unleashed this swordsmanship, the whole person became very weird, allowing those lightsabers to cover like a wave, but all of them did not touch his body at all, as if the place where he stood, not a few zhang square circle, but more like an incomparably vast huge space, although countless lightsabers were firmly locked on the silver-haired swordsman, but once they entered there, they gave people a feeling that these lightsabers seemed to be very far away from the real target silver-haired swordsman, and it was easy to let him dodge the past, although through the naked eye outside the field, these lightsabers were obviously close to the body of the silver-haired swordsman。

"It's really unimaginable, there is such a magical swordsmanship in the world, and you who have mastered such swordsmanship can be described as invincible, this swordsmanship clearly integrates the power of space!" After a long battle, Wang Haichao suddenly couldn't help but sigh.

The silver-haired swordsman didn't reply, at this time he had changed his defense to offense, and he was close to Wang Haichao, relying on the invincible defense ability of the boundless domain, he completely reversed the passivity in the next battle, and kept pressing Wang Haichao, and even cut off the opponent's head with the last sword.

After all, the fierce sword was defeated by the proud sword, and Wang Haichao failed to avenge his beloved son, but was so tired that he hated the fairy palace.

"No!

"How is this possible, how can you die, Ancestor!"

"Uh, I must kill you to avenge the ancestor!"

Wang Haichao's corpse fell from mid-air, and all the Wang family immortals outside the field shouted hoarsely, and shot towards the silver-haired swordsman in mid-air in a frenzy.

However, in the end, they had to stop their pace, and at this time, the silver-haired swordsman actually disappeared with the wind like a puff of green smoke.

"With Xiaoyue's situation at the time, with such a sword technique, the clone dissipated, which was expected by the old man. However, to see the master's proud swordsmanship, and to be able to reproduce it again, the old man can be regarded as a feast for the eyes. Xiaoyue, you are worthy of being the first general under the master's command, and the only personal disciple of the master, even if there is only one weakened clone left, you can still exert this swordsmanship to such a height, it is really remarkable......" The sword servant sighed.

But the others were not in the mood to listen to him slowly sigh, especially the gods of the Wang family, their eyes were dripping with blood, and their hearts were simply angry.

"What! gone, so how can we avenge the ancestor, damn it!"

"Such an ending must not be finished, since that guy has disappeared, you old man and the people around you are waiting to be buried with our ancestors!"

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The sword servant looked at the gods of the Wang family, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Then what are you waiting for? I just hope that you don't disappoint the old man, and I also hope that you can support it for a while, after all, this is interesting!"

Wang Bo died, followed by Wang Haichao, the pillar of the entire Wang family, also died, in the face of such an ending, the more than forty immortals of the Wang family present were really unacceptable, and now they were fighting fiercely with those guards who suddenly rushed in front of the sword servant.

At the same time, even the eleven immortal gods who had previously been hindered by the might of the silver-haired swordsman and did not dare to make a move also responded at this time and rushed forward.

There is no doubt that this is a battle of great specifications, only exclusive to the strength of the immortal god level, at this moment, thousands of ordinary monks are all away from the battlefield, they all know that once they are involved in this battle, they must be dead or alive.

More than fifty immortals united, naturally a terrifying combat force, as the silver-haired swordsman's body dissipated, they thought that the next guards were not very good, but they would never have thought that the next battle would be so hard.

The formidable silver-haired swordsman has disappeared, but the strength shown by the woman who plays the qin and the man who plays the flute is not much more reckless than the silver-haired swordsman. In addition, the strength of the one hundred and eight black cavalry guards is also terrifying, only two or three people combined, it is enough to compete with an immortal god, so without the silver-haired swordsman, the power of the immortal palace guards is still beyond imagination.

Now, the gods were already struggling to deal with this man and woman and those black cavalry guards, not to mention the sword servant who was motionless as if he were watching the play, and if he also joined the battle, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It was an extremely long battle, and the gods and each other fought day and night for four days and four nights before a result was reached.

But this result is really unacceptable, more than fifty immortals were all killed, although the other party's sacrifice was also quite large, one hundred and eight black cavalry guards were all killed, but the man and woman were still standing on the spot. Even if each of them is seriously injured, it is not something that everyone can deal with at the moment.

"Almost, it's your turn!" As the words of the sword servant sounded, the man and the woman slowly pressed towards the group.

"How could this be!" said Gongsun Ling, who had discovered Yueyang four days earlier, not long after the battle had begun, and had joined him up.

"Fifty immortal gods, all of them were killed without leaving a place! The Wang family, the immortal god-level powerhouses have all fallen!" Yue Yang's eyes were glazed, such a scene was lost in the Jade Emperor Tower, if you look at the outside world, how could this kind of thing be seen.

"Now is not the time to be shocked, you have to hurry up and think about how important it is to save your life!" Huo Qiu said, his face covered with cold sweat.

"What else can I do, the only way is to hope that we won't be targeted by those two monsters first, and then escape from here quickly!" Situ Yunyi sighed: "It's a pity that in the past few days, no more immortals have descended in the field, and the same is true for our two families, otherwise the situation would not be as bad as it is now." As he spoke, the group rushed down the stairs as if desperate.

At the same time, Zhuge Liuyun, who had appeared in the crowd for a long time and did not dare to act because of the many masters around Yue Yang, also swept down as if he had died.

There are also thousands of people such as Fu Canghai and Fang Rourou, how could they not be like this, they are all trying their best to escape from the scene at this moment.

However, after a short time of running like this, everyone stopped in unison, and the man and woman who were killing gods behind them also stopped.

The sword servant even looked at the end of the sky, his rare brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered: "It's time to come after all, this is the real trouble!"