Chapter 845 (1/2)
Poop, poop, poop, poop
On and off the eight array stage, which was as silent as death, there were strange and dull sounds from Turks. Mo Gu, who had just uttered words, trembled in vain. In a flash, the light of blood red sword burst out from his body.
”Ah A terrible scream resounded in the ears of all the people present. Mo Valley, the first sword in the pavilion, was still standing intact. At this time, the whole body was completely engulfed by the light and shadow of thousands of blood red swords. Then, on the eight array platform, a bright sword shadow disappeared in a flash. Even the soul of Mo Gu was killed by the blood red sword shadow on the spot.
”Suddenly A cold wind blows by, and the smell of blood wafts away with the wind. The fragmented limbs of Mogu are scattered on the ground, and the power of the law of blood killing sword is still floating in the void.
Gulu, Gulu
The subtle and imperceptible noises of tension squirmed out of the mouths of all the powerful people. All the powerful people on the scene stared at the cold young man in white clothes on the eight battle platform, and their hearts trembled.
”Ha ha, sword 33? Sword three, sword thirteen, why isn't sword twenty-three next? The nameless guy's name is so random and strange No trace gently touched the tip of his nose, and a faint smile appeared again on Junlang's face. A heart hanging in his heart was finally put down, and he thought in his mind that he even played the sword nameless attention.
”Haha, how about the traceless boy? I said before that the unknown boy must win this battle. Look at what I said by the demon Demon zunhuoxiao's rough laughter resounded again, and in Wu trace's mind, he was extremely shameless.
”Go away, I'm angry when I hear your voice! Don't let out air in front of me, or I'll let the little dragon bite you! ” Traceless turned his eyes hard, and his good mood was destroyed by the demon zunhuoxiao. This old boy has always been the only one who can fight behind the horse. He even comes out to play tricks now.
”Hey, traceless boy, are you the devil? Demon, I advise you to be kind! ” Yao zunhuoxiao's rough words are full of ridicule. It is obvious that Yao zunhuoxiao's attitude is much lighter after Jian nameless won.
”Ha ha, the nameless guy really won!” On the platform of tianyunzong ceremony, Zhen Bucai, a little fat man, rubbed his eyes hard as he couldn't believe it. His face was full of fat and trembling. He was obviously happy for the sword's nameless victory.
”Ha ha, I've never seen him use this move. When I get back to the book mountain, I'll have to compete with him!” The aftershock holding the nine Youming axe burst out laughing. There was a sense of inexplicable war on the whole person. It was obvious that the sword won without name. Everyone was very happy. Even the second elder martial Sister Feng Feifei and others were smiling and looked at the position of Bazhen platform like a spring breeze.
”Brush!” When everyone's eyes were all on the eight battle platform, the ring in sword nameless's hand flashed in vain. A black and lusterless broken sword appears again in Jianming's hand. This sword flies thousands of miles and falls in Jianming's hand, which symbolizes the inheritance of the seventh peak of Jiange, the holy sword Yao lightsaber.