Chapter 1966 (2/2)
”Return to the old friend 'Emperor Tongtian', bragging. If you follow enough people who teach the emperor's old friends with me, you will be able to beat us down. The family has been itching for a long time. Brothers, beat him!” A big monk, with flying eyebrows, big arms and round waist, shook the wine jar in his hand, and made a crisp clang. At that time, 99 sharp swords blocked the four spaces layer by layer and assassinated Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan stood still and only heard the clang. Countless Dao swords broke instantly when they hit Xuanyuan. Otherwise, it was a big hole. Ninety-nine jiejiao emperors were stunned. Looking at their broken Dao swords, their hearts were dripping blood and tears were so painful that they almost fell out.
”God damn it, the Taoist sword of the family. I've compensated the old woman for sleeping for three years and serving her diligently every day. She finally gave me the Taoist sword refined from natural materials and earth treasures. It's so destroyed!” The big monk's eyes were red, and Xuanyuan laughed in his heart.
His broken Dao sword was refined again in full view of the public, and it was more powerful than before.
Ninety nine truncated disciples were stunned. Everyone looked at the sharp sword returned to their hands as if they were a treasure.
”Hehe, are you satisfied? Now you can go and report!” Xuanyuan smiled.
The big monk used to have a dead father and mother's face. Now he is like a spring girl. With a trace of flattery, he touched his bald head and said to Xuanyuan: ”young brother, do you want to serve you? You can help the family refine this sword? Don't look at the big and three thick of the parents. You can change the family as you want.”
As soon as the voice fell, the big monk became a weak woman, very charming, fat buttocks and bee waist * *, and a piece of white was going to stick to Xuanyuan, which made Xuanyuan feel a cold for no reason.
”Ha ha, monk Hua, you are becoming more and more unruly. This is my distinguished guest.” I saw a man fall from the sky. He laughed heartily and had such great prestige between his hands and feet.
”Meet the emperor!” Ninety nine truncated disciples salute together!