Chapter 2881 (1/2)

As soon as Huang Xiaolong's words came out, all the people on the scene looked at Huang Xiaolong with a kind of look at him like a fool. They were all stupefied there.

Zhou Hong's sword spirit is not enough for him to scratch?!

Let Zhou Hong do his best, don't suppress the realm!

After Zhou Hong was stunned, he was also elated. He didn't expect that in his opinion, it was a mole ant who could suppress the state and kill it with one sword. He even asked him not to suppress the state!

It's not enough to scratch his sword spirit!

This is naked contempt!

No, it's ignoring!

Ignore him Zhou Hong!

Zhou Hong's eyes were so cold that he sneered angrily. His eyes were furious: ”boy, if you can take a sword from my ancestor's five times early stage, you will be proud. If you can't take my sword, you will be torn apart by my sword Qi, and even my soul will be crushed into countless pieces by my sword spirit!”

Speaking of this, it seems that Zhou Hong's whole body is infuriated with killing intention, and his whole body's sword spirit is buzzing and shaking, and each sword Qi rises to the sky.

The sword spirit pierced the sky of white feather City, and the sword was shining on all corners of white feather city. The strong people in all corners of white feather city almost raised their heads in surprise at the same time.

”What an amazing sword spirit!”

”I should be a disciple of the ten sword orthodoxy! Who has angered the disciples of Shijian orthodoxy? ”

Many masters were surprised.

In the attic of a certain mansion, two beautiful girls also saw this amazing sword spirit. One of them was wearing a moon colored dress and robe, which was so beautiful that people could suffocate. Every smile and smile was enough to make people crazy.

”Young lady, is this the sword spirit of Zhou Hong, the orthodox ten swordsmen?” Standing behind the woman in the moon skirt robe, the woman in purple Luo skirt opened her mouth in surprise.

The woman in the moon colored dress nodded: ”there is the dark power of the ink sword in the sword spirit, which is undoubtedly Zhou Hong, but I don't know who Zhou Hong is fighting with!”

There are countless Kendo talents in Shijian tradition, but only a few people can get into her eyes. Zhou Hong is one of them.

The purple skirt woman also said: ”among the peers, there are not many who can compete with Zhou Hong.”

Moon skirt robe woman nodded: ”let people check, Zhou Hong and who to fight.”

The purple skirt woman took orders and left.

Looking at the sword power of the white feather City, the moon colored skirt robe woman's eyes twinkled. She knew why Zhou Hong was here. She came to Qinglian orthodoxy in person and wanted to go to the green lotus pond to pick green lotus. Zhou Hong, like many other talents, came for her.

What a pity!

Although Zhou Hong's talent is good, it is far from meeting the requirements of her heart.

Moreover, Zhou Hong is proud of Jie, which she dislikes even more.

At that time, she and Yinyue and Fengyue vowed to become Taoist partners with more than 11 high-level saints in order to put an end to the pursuit of numerous orthodox disciples.

The three of them, wherever they went, caused countless talents to swarm in. They were simply too much to disturb, so they swore that they must have eleven high-level orders or more.

But I didn't expect that after they swore, the numerous disciples of the orthodox and holy places still did not give up and still pursued them crazily as before.

Because these disciples all believed that there could be no more than 11 high-level sages in the world. Therefore, Zhou Hong and other talents did not give up and still felt hopeful.

”In the world, perhaps there are no eleven high-level saints.” She shook her head and thought.

After all, even Huang Shuai, the son of Chuangshi, has only ten high-level saints. Who else in the world has more talent than Huang Shuai, the son of Chuangshi?

There is no such person.