The moment Zheng Ming was caught, he felt as if his body was fixed in the void.

In his heart, the strongest attack move is one-tenth of Allure's Love, but now, with the grasp of the door-to-door messenger, he has no chance to show Allure's Love at all.

Zheng Ming, who used the hero card of the Emperor Shakti and knew that he had no choice, was just about to click on the hero card of the Emperor Shakti, when he heard someone say: "You also take my sword!"

It was not a high voice, but it was full of determination.

The door-to-door messenger who originally stretched out his hand to grab Zheng Ming was a little stunned when he heard these words.

With this stunned, he saw a sword light rising from the ground and slashing directly towards him. This sword was not too fast, but with the slash of this sword, all of them rose up with a sense of invincibility.

It seems that this sword is a kind of rule that exists in the underworld!

The messenger of the Sikong family, the messenger who came to the door, saw this sword, his eyes seemed to see a ghost-like fear in his eyes, and his body retreated frantically: "How is it possible, how is it possible!"

"You...... How could you, a person who hadn't even reached the Leap Mortal Realm, comprehend a complete sword intent. ”

The five words of the complete sword intent, most people who listened to it didn't understand what it meant, but the faces of the eldest first-grade grandmasters changed.

They looked at Jin Wushen as if they had seen a ghost!

At this moment, Jin Wushen's body was still soaked in blood, but behind the sword light, he was like a god. An unyielding god.

The Indomitable Sword. Rather bend than bend!

Because unyielding. So sharp, because unyielding, so upright, because unyielding, so invincible!

The unyielding sword, standing up to the sky!

In the face of this sword, the messenger who appeared in front of everyone with the momentum of crisscrossing the heavens chose to flee. But although he fled quickly, he had that sword intent. but he has been enveloped in it.

Under the pursuit of this sword light, the door-to-door messenger frantically threw a punch, and the purple fist light converged into three purple meteors in the void.

Every meteor carries the meaning of destruction, and if a strong person encounters such a meteor, there is only one way to die.

But these three meteors, the moment they collided with the golden godless sword intent, they were directly cut into two pieces.

Can't stop it, these three meteors. I can't stop it!

Sikong Xiang looked at the embarrassed uncle, and his heart trembled. He knew very well that with the loss of the throne of the Sikong family, this uncle was extremely important to the Sikong family.

Therefore, this uncle must not die, if this uncle dies, then their Sikong family may be completely finished this time.

"Brother Jin, be merciful!" Sikong Xiang shouted, his voice full of pleading.

Jin Wushen's sword light paused for a moment in the void, although just now, Sikong Xiang was very ruthless, but Jin Wushen was not a ruthless person.

His heart is like steel, and his sword intent is unyielding, but this does not mean that he has no feelings. Over the years, as the guardian of the Great Jin Dynasty, the relationship between Jin Wushen and the Sikong family is still very good.

Therefore, in the roar of the Sikong Elephant, his sword light paused in the void for a moment, and it was this momentary pause that made the ancestor react at once, and he wiped his injured ring, a silver shield, and appeared in his hand.

With the urging of his skill, the half-foot-sized shield instantly turned into the size of a zhang, and the golden light carried runes one after another, directly protecting the door-to-door messenger.

The sword light and the shield collided together, and the dazzling light directly illuminated the heavens and the earth.

In this light, what Zheng Ming saw was that the shield that implied the power of the inscription was directly cut into two pieces at the moment it collided with the sword light.

At the moment when the shield shattered, the messenger was like a frightened rabbit, frantically fleeing into the distance.

But although he fled quickly, the golden godless sword strangely appeared in front of the man and directly cut off one of his arms.

Blood flowed frantically from the severed arm of the door-to-door messenger, and the door-to-door messenger who had already landed on a roof ridge looked at Jin Wushen with resentment at this moment.

No, although there was a lot of resentment in his eyes, more than that, it was fear, a fear of Jin Wushen.

"How is it possible? How can you comprehend this sword intent, you...... How could you possibly comprehend this sword intent!"

The words of the messenger were full of disbelief and horror, but the eyes he looked at Jin Wushen were full of fear.

Jin Wushen had already put away his sword, and the blood on his body had stopped flowing, and the vast and vast qi of heaven and earth was frantically instilling into his body.

These heaven and earth qi, while pouring into Jin Wushen's body, continued to repair Jin Wushen's body, and his face, which had countless cracks because of the coercion of the door-to-door messenger, was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.

No, it should be cleaner than just now, and there is something called glossiness, which looms on his face.

Jin Wushen was not chasing the door-to-door messenger, he glanced at the door-to-door messenger lightly and said, "Get out!"

The face of the messenger became extremely ugly, for it was probably the first time in so many years that he had heard someone talk to him like this.

No, it should be the lowly mortal world in his eyes, and someone dares to talk to him like this, but his face changed, and finally he gritted his teeth, and the whole person rose into the air, and in an instant, he disappeared without a trace.

There was not a single cruel word, not even a word of the long mountain and the road long.

"Congratulations to Brother Jin, congratulations to Brother Jin, from now on, Brother Jin will be in a different situation, and I will ask Brother Jin to take me to thank my family in the future. The ancestor of the Xie family quickly came to Jin Wushen's approach and said with joy.

Jin Wushen nodded lightly at the ancestor of the Xie family, but did not speak, and the ancestor of the Wang family also walked forward quickly at this moment to express his congratulations to Jin Wushen.

"Brother Jin, maybe this is the last time I will call you Brother Jin, if you understand this step, Yuefan is no longer an obstacle for you, and even ......" The ancestor of the Wang family said this, and quickly arched his hand and said: "In the future, please also ask Senior Jin to take care of our Wang family." ”

Sikong Xiang was the most embarrassed at this moment, and he knew that at this time, it was his best choice to congratulate Jin Wushen.

However, just now, Jin Wushen had already destroyed his uncle's last move, and even cut off one of his uncle's arms.

Although the martial artists of the Yuefan Realm, even if their arms are lost, they can still be reborn, but now Jin Wushen and the Liang Zi of their Sikong family have already been formed.

Congratulations to Jin Wushen, relying on his previous friendships, maybe he can still hug a little Jin Wushen's thighs, but in this case, how should he face his uncle?

But if they don't get close, it will only make Jin Wushen more distant from their Sikong family, which is not a good sign for their Sikong family.

Just when the thoughts in his heart flashed, a low rebuke came from his ear: "Idiot, why don't you go up to congratulate." ”

This voice shocked Sikong Xiang's heart, he wanted to turn back, but in the end he didn't dare, and at this moment, the voice that spoke sounded in his ears again: "Jin Wushen has a great future, what is my injury." ”

At this time, Sikong Xiang could finally conclude that the one who said this sentence was his uncle. He didn't hesitate at the moment, walked quickly to Jin Wushen's approach, and without waiting for others to react, he knelt directly in front of Jin Wushen.

This kneeling suddenly stunned all the people who were going to befriend Jin Wushen.

Who is Sikong Xiang, although the status of the Sikong family's royal family will not be guaranteed, but Sikong Xiang is also a great master.

And such a person, in the entire Thirteen Kingdoms of the Canyon, there should be no one who can make him kneel, but he just knelt in front of Jin Wushen.

The ancestor of the Wang family and the ancestor of the Xie family were both there, but immediately, they glanced at each other, and from each other's eyes, what they saw was respect.

It was not their reverence for each other, but their reverence for the commonplace who knelt on the ground.

They have been in contact with Jin Wushen for a long time, and they all understand that Jin Wushen is a person, cold and warm-hearted, and would rather bend than bend!

Sure enough, at the moment when Sikong Xiang knelt down, Jin Wushen held Sikong Xiang with both hands and said, "Brother Sikong Xiang, why do you bother. ”

"Brother Jin, I just thanked you for your kindness to our uncle, your kindness, our Sikong family will never forget. Sikong Xiang said this, and said with sadness in his voice: "After this incident, when our Sikong family leaves the Great Jin Dynasty, there will definitely be no luck!"

In the end, Sikong Xiang's tears almost flowed out. Looking at Sikong Xiang's appearance, Jin Wushen's eyes flashed a trace of unbearability: "Brother Sikong, even if the nobles are no longer royal, it shouldn't be a big problem to gain a foothold in the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Canyon. ”

Sikong Xiang's heart suddenly rose into ecstasy, although his uncle was there, their Sikong family would not be destroyed, but at this moment, he knew that Jin Wushen's words were much stronger than his own uncle.

Zheng Ming stared at Jin Wushen tightly, at this time, he didn't know how to describe his mood, although he didn't want to admit it, but there was a kind of unhappiness that still surged in his heart.

An hour, no, it should have been a quarter of an hour to break through the Zhentian Tower guarded by the Thirteen Holy Sects, he had already sparked and sparked, shining in all directions, but he didn't expect that at this last moment, Jin Wushen would steal the limelight.

Although Jin Wushen solved the door-to-door messenger of the Sikong family for him, he was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

But compared with this little jealousy, what Zheng Ming values more is Jin Wushen's sword, no, it should be said, what is hidden in that sword swing. (To be continued.) )

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