Chapter 873 (1/2)

Mingshu stretched out his hand and wiped it in the back. Several swords appeared in her hands and then threw them to them, ”give.”

Subconsciously, all the people who received the sword said

This is a common sword!!

”One hand. How about it? I'm very generous.” Mingshu smiles.

”Witch, you play us!” Chiyangzong's disciples were angry.

Mingshu seems to think of something, palm up.

The sword in their hands flew out at the same time and returned to her side.

A wisp of dark light flashed through the eyes of martial uncle.

Mingshu felt a pen from nowhere and began to write on the hilt.

A moment later, put the pen away and wave.

The sword came back to them again.

The word xixie is particularly striking in the sword handle.

All of them said, ”well If you write xixie, it's xixie?!

All the disciples of the Chiyang sect trembled with anger.

”Why are you still angry? Isn't it all for you?” The sincerity of Mingshu's face.

A disciple threw his fake sword to the ground, ”is this xixie sword? This is an ordinary sword, martial uncle. She teases us so much that she must let her know how powerful it is. ”

Mingshu innocently said, ”I didn't have xixie sword. You have to let me give it to you. What can I do except make one for you?”

”Many people in Yuncheng have seen xixie sword by your side. Are you blind

”Not blind.” What is the xixie sword.

“……”

The martial uncle was very calm, ”are you serious not to hand over xixie sword?”

”I'll give it to you. You don't want it. No wonder I'll do it.”

As soon as the expression of martial uncle congealed, there was no wind all around. The martial uncle took a step forward, and the majestic pressure rolled over.

Granny bear, it's so cool.

Want to kill me, so that I can inherit my snacks?

Protect food special to quickly hold their own snacks.

The disciples of this sect who stood behind the martial uncle were all a little weak. The women over there were hunting in red, and their hair was flying, but their expression did not change at all. They pursed their lips and chuckled and stood steadily.

Martial uncle's heart is full of doubts.

I heard that July's accomplishments were not very high. I was besieged at the beginning, but I was wounded and escaped.

But in the face of her own pressure, she did not react at all?

”Finished?”

Martial uncle frowned and released all the pressure. All the things hanging on the buildings around were crushed and fell from the air.

Opposite the woman in red standing in the storm circle, still nothing.

Jingling

Clear bell sound from the storm ring, martial uncle pupil slightly open, he released the pressure swept back in the direction of the vortex.

Bang!

The wind stops and people fall.

Jing -

the martial uncle fell down in the stall of the peddler, half of his body was covered.

”Poof --”

”uncle!”

”Uncle, are you ok?”

The disciples who had come back to God were in a hurry to pull the martial uncle out of the shed.

Martial uncle covered his chest with blood in the corner of his mouth. His face was gloomy and he was afraid to stare at Mingshu.

Mingshu shook off the nonexistent bangs and said with a handsome smile, ”I'm not really blowing it. I'm playing Lingli better than you. If you find a swordsman to fight with me, maybe you won't lose so badly.”

What this means is that no matter what comes, it's a loss.

Chiyangzong's disciples were so angry that they wanted to take out their swords to kill her.