The king jumped out of the window, and just ran out of Lixu, only to feel that the breath around him suddenly surged, and he stopped his pace!

A sword light was only a little close, and it fell against Wang Dong's nose!

A voice said coldly: You little thief, let me find it!

The person who spoke out was dressed in black, his eyes were gloomy, it was Song Ziqian, the personal death soldier of the prime minister Wang You'an, who was ordered by the lord that day and was about to go to his grandmother's house to monitor Wang Dong. Song Ziqian has been scolded by Wang Youan many times these days, and he almost swung his sword and slashed. He was angry in his heart, but he thought of a wonderful way, and he stayed behind Miss and Miss Table all day long, thinking that maybe he could get something, and the emperor lived up to his wishes, and today he finally asked him to find it!

Su Ziqian, as the deceased of the prime minister of a country, is extremely good at cultivation, in the early years he entered the sect to practice, and his qualifications are also amazing, at the age of forty, he actually realized the realm of the outside world, and entered the true realm of cultivation in one fell swoop.

Song Ziqian looked at Wang Dong's young age and didn't know where to practice the miraculous light skills, but he had no scruples, and said coldly: This young man, you go with me to see someone, I won't hurt you. If not, I'll have to stun you.

Wang Dong was almost cut by him, and he was not angry in his heart, so he scolded lazily: You are shameless, so self-aware. You have to run now, the master spared your dog's life.

Song Ziqian was furious, and used the dragon knife technique that he was proud of in his life, and suddenly set off a piece of fine light and slashed towards Wang Dong.

That dragon knife method, is the Buddhism mastery, according to legend is the Buddha Sect of the former sages created, the power is extremely powerful, known as the power to the extreme, even the flying dragon can be killed.

Wang Dong saw the light of the sword, but he was not afraid, reached out and took out the wooden sword from his waist, and did not dodge, and stabbed Song Ziqian.

Song Ziqian's knife style did not explode, but he felt a cold in his chest, and a wooden stick had reached his chest!

Song Ziqian was shocked and hurriedly returned to the knife to block!

The wooden sword suddenly turned into a stick and slapped at the surface of his knife, the steel knife trembled slightly, and Song Ziqian only felt a cold air, rushing to his palm along the knife surface, almost throwing the knife.

Song Ziqian silently used his magic power to resist this cold air, and his reaction was also rapid, and he didn't care about the cold shivering, so he wanted to swing his knife and fight back!

However, it was already too late, Song Ziqian's right shoulder hurt, and the wooden sword had already pierced a few inches!

Song Ziqian has always been proud of himself, but how could he have seen such a strange and fast sword move, and the young man was obviously still merciful, he couldn't help but be disheartened, and asked in a trembling voice: What kind of sword move is this?

Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and smiled: I haven't had time to think about the name yet.

In fact, the realm of the two is similar, if you talk about the power of cultivation, Wang Dong has only practiced for a few months, and it is not as profound as Song Ziqian, but it is a pity that the sword move that he realized from Ding Ding Xie Niu is something that Song Ziqian can understand?

Wang made a move to defeat the enemy, and his heart blossomed with joy, and he was about to continue to flee for his life, when he suddenly felt a resentment behind him that seemed to rise from the Nine Shadows, stabbing his wrist.

Ku Ding's Ox Relief Skill is launched instantly!

The surroundings slowed down.

But the resentment rushes in!

Straight through!

Hasten!

You can't see the track at all!

Wang Dong only felt a chill in his wrist, and a resentment full of terrible ghosts rushed straight to the sea of knowledge!

Wang Dong did not hesitate at all!

Throw the sword!

However, the incomparable resentment continued to stab Wang Dong's chest, mixed with the terrible cry of the ghost, and went straight to the nine heavens!

Wang Dong retreated sharply, and the wooden sword that left his hand suddenly stabbed at him

Chop!

Smash to!

Knock on that vicious grievance!

It seems that the wooden sword has a consciousness of its own!

At the same time, Wang Dong was still retreating sharply, and the speed was so fast that it was unrecognizable!

Coming and going!

The moment Wang Dong retreated, the wooden sword still collided with that resentment more than a hundred times!

The wooden sword several times has been almost

Pierce!

Slash!

Smash!

Knock that grievance!

The true power contained in the resentment is really too far from the true power of Wang Dong urging the wooden sword.

The power of Chao Che!

The wooden sword falls to the ground!

Wang Dong stopped, covered his chest, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth!

From the distant resentment, a man with a clear face and a layer of evil in his eyebrows and eyes came out.

The man's lips were bright red, as if he had tasted the blood of the devil!

The man smiled, clapped, and said with a smile: What a transcendent swordsmanship! It is worthy of being the queen of the god of war! You want me to find it!

Then he pondered for a while, and said affirmatively: If you reach the realm of Chaotho, I'm afraid I won't be your enemy!

Finally, he added unsatisfactorily: Fortunately, you can't see that day.

Demons in the world!

Han Wuxie!