Chapter 1147 (1/2)

”I don't know your name, but I know the date of your death.”

Wang Xiaojian is talking about the famous lines of ah Ke in the glory of the king.

His voice was filled with awe inspiring murders.

In the ring, the Imperial City bodyguards under the sky, all felt the killing opportunity, and their hair stood on end.

In the sky, the figure of Wang Xiaojian stood, but in their eyes, it was like a black god of death, who could take their lives in an instant.

Even the two powerful guardians of the imperial city were shocked.

The next second, they saw Wang Xiaojian's body, turned into a shadow, and killed them!

What?!

Moyue, the guardian of crane hair, and the Ferris blade, the guardian of golden hair, were surprised by Wang Xiaojian's momentum and bold action.

Then they sneered again.

”You dare to challenge us. Brother Tiandao, I'll kill him! ”

Crane hair guard Mo Yue said to the nearby Ferris knife.

Seeing the latter nodded, he took out a dark sword from the treasure.

In his eyes, he shot out a fierce light, drank a lot, spread out the dark wings of true air, and flew forward.

The black sword in his hand burst out several Zhang's awn and killed Wang Xiaojian.

This sword is like a ghost in hell, which is very horrible.

This sword, like a river of hell, is full of the breath of death, and will drag people into endless hell.

Mo Yue, the guardian of crane hair, looks gloomy.

With a sword cut out, a chill like the nine hell covers the night sky and the coming Wang Xiaojian.

Then, he urged Zhenqi, and suddenly rose to ten Zhangs of lacquer black sword awn, and cut down on the top of Wang Xiaojian's head.

”Lizi, go to hell.”

He roared and his voice broke through the sky.

He wants to make Wang Xiaojian a sword with two sections and splash blood for five steps.

He wants Wang Xiaojian to die in hell forever.

He wants to call him a dead man!

Boom!

The dark sword will tear the sky.

The strong breath makes the Imperial City bodyguards under the sky shake.

Then, their emotion of shock for Wang Xiaojian was replaced by excitement, and their eyes shone with excitement.

In their impression, this is the guardian moyue's second shot.

For the first time, on the day of the usurpation of the throne by the Moro emperor.

He killed countless Wu emperors who were loyal to the Zhou royal family.

This time, he wants to kill Wang Xiaojian.

Kill him with a terrible force!

The flat magpie is very powerful, but as long as the guardian moyue hands it.

Then he must die.

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian dances with black hair.

He felt moyuesen's cold killing opportunity, and saw the sword spirit of hell and Styx.

These murders and sword Qi are enough to strangle most of the powerful Emperor Wu.

But he was not afraid.

On the contrary, his eyes shot a strong sense of war.

His fist was clenched, and his body exuded a strong breath.

Facing the majestic shadow of moyue's sword, he wields the technique of swallowing flame and splitting the sky!

”Swallow the flame and divide the waves!”

Wang Xiaojian drinks cold.

On the burning sky Xuan sword, the light is like a golden flame.

The golden sword is ten Zhang long.

Then, Wang Xiaojian raised his arm high and cut down the sword like the river Styx!

Boom!

In the sky, two different attributes of the sword, impact together.

The power of ghost eclipse moon sword is extremely terrifying.

The sword is like the river of hell.

But at the moment of touching, it was split in the middle and split into two.

Boom!

The dark sword awn, was separated, and then exploded in the sky.

Moyue was startled.

It never occurred to him that his powerful sword moves would be cracked by Wang Xiaojian's golden sword.

To his surprise, the Golden Shadow of Wang Xiaojian, after tearing the dark sword, killed him straight in his direction.