Chapter 420 (2/2)

They were shocked. This was just a corner of the eight wastelands subduing the devil array, and it had not been completely arranged. They couldn't imagine how terrible the complete eight wastelands subduing the devil array should be.

”The boy is dead. Let's go and see where the sword is.” the other middle-aged man in Black said with a smile.

As his voice fell, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. Because there was only one sword, and they killed and injured so many people just to snatch it. Now it's their turn to fight.

”Death.” just when the atmosphere was tense, a deep cry came, with a strong memory in everyone's ears. Then, a purple light leaped out of the dilapidated earth at a very fast speed, as if it had crossed the space, and appeared next to the nearest black robed man.

The purple light, with thunder and lightning, directly inserted into the middle-aged man's body. That's the purple lightning sword in Gufeng's hand. Several people looked along the long sword, and their faces suddenly changed. It is the ancient wind that holds the purple electric sword. His clothes were broken, and there were wounds and bones in some places.

”The eight wastelands subduing the devil array is really strong, but it's a pity that it's not enough to kill me.” Gu Feng took the long sword out of the black robed martial arts body and said in a cold voice.

This time, if it were not for the last moment, endless purple thunder broke out on the purple lightning divine sword to protect him. I'm afraid he would really die under the eight wastelands subduing the devil array this time. But Rao was so badly hurt.

Looking at the cold ancient wind on their faces, Mr. Pleiades and Mr. Dongfeng looked dignified. As for the dual martial cultivation of soul forging realm, I didn't even think about it. I flew away in the distance. The performance of some columns of ancient style gave him a great shock and made him completely frightened.

”Whew.”

The bright purple sword awn flew out of the long sword in the ancient wind's hand, broke through the void, and directly split the martial arts cultivation into two parts.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Dongfeng and Mr. Pleiades gradually turned pale.

Even if seriously injured, the ancient wind can still make such a strong blow. Although there is the reason for the peerless sword in his hand, people have to marvel at his strength.

”Bo.” the clear voice came, the hazy light in the distance was broken, and the snow and ice came, followed by a fast smile. There is a clear spiritual power between heaven and earth. Yes, it is clear. It is the spiritual power of water.

Then, the beautiful figure of shuiqianrou stepped out. Although her spiritual power was obviously weak, her appearance had to be shocking.

Shui qianrou stood in the air, and with a gentle move of his palm, the Three Snow curds flew to his hand.

”The water is thousands of soft, that's my snow curd.” seeing this situation, Yu Zhuo Chengping and Feng Qingyang roared at the sword.

Shuiqianrou looked at the unparalleled sword and smiled faintly at the corners of her mouth. Before, he should give one piece of snow curd to each of the three parties, which was forced by the situation. Now, her three pieces of snow curd are also due to the situation.