Chapter 1968： Solicit (1/2)

He is talking and has already approached Hu Zonghua.

Hu Zonghua slowly pulled out a long sword from his waist, calm eyes.

Broad and plain, the sword body is dim and dull, without the domineering name of Junlin sword.

But Song Chengzhi has some scruples.

He could see Hu Zonghua's resolution. He secretly had a headache. The people of Wanjiancheng knew too much about swords, and there were many things that others could not imagine. If they could really destroy Junlin sword, it would really be a fishy one. .

I ca n’t get Junlin Sword without saying, but it will also cause Wanjiancheng to die.

The other two guards wanted to get closer but couldn't do it. Hu Zonghua was not alone. The other five were already surrounded by him. He really had to knock them down first, and this time was enough to destroy Junlin Sword.

The scene froze for a while, and Song Chengzhi racked his brains but couldn't find a way.

Lu Chuli shouted in the air, covering her chest, ”watch the sword!”

He pulled out the 弑 天剑 from his waist, and threw it towards Hu Zonghua, turning it into a black light in a nearby tree.

”Bang!” The thick old towering trees that were embracing were smashed, and 弑 Tianjian fell to the ground, almost piled up by a pile of white powder.

This sword is only twenty meters away from Hu Zonghua. He strode to the next Tiantian sword in one step, reached out to pick up the Tiantian sword, and the hard-fought chaotic Tiantian sword appeared in front of his eyes. How can I bear it? Tianjian, they can escape with mystery, Song Chengzhi, they are powerful but only three people, can't catch up, as long as they can return Xi Tianjian to Wanjian City is a great achievement.

”Look for death!” Song Chengzhi was angry, too late to stare away, and patted Hu Zonghua with one palm, but it was too late. Hu Zonghua had picked up the Tiantian sword, showing ecstasy.

Five other people surrounded Hu Zonghua, blocking Song Chengzhi's power and the other two guards.

”Bang, bang, bang ...” The muffled sound was endless. It sounded like a thunderous thunder, and his blood was surging.

Chu Chuli photographed with a fluttering palm.

A golden light fell from the sky, straight down to Hu Zonghua's head, and turned into a golden palm.

”Bang!” Hu Zonghua fell straight down, his head was smashed like a watermelon, and red and white objects shot.

”Okay!” Song Chengzhi was overjoyed and turned into a ray of light. He instantly arrived at Hu Zonghua, copied the copy of Junlin Sword, and also took the time of 弑 天剑.

Chu Chu left the mouth and said, ”Be careful!”

Wu Song Chengzhi is not stupid, knowing that Hu Zonghua was knocked down without any evasion, it must have been calculated by Chu Li, and the source of the calculation came from that Jiantian sword.

He retracted his hand and just copied Junlin Sword in his hand, then he laughed: ”Junlin Sword is here, you quickly get out of the way, or you will kill everything!”

Twenty-five middle-aged men floated back, staring at Song Chengzhi and staring at Chu Li again.

She Chuli covered her chest, her face pale, and smiled at them: ”If you are not convinced, you can continue to chase me down, and next time I won't be fooled by you, come and kill one!”

”Chu Li, no doubt you will die, none of the people who killed us in Wanjian City will survive!” A middle-aged man said coldly.

Chu Chu smiled and walked forward slowly.

The middle-aged man didn't look at him, but looked at Song Chengzhi: ”Song Tangzhu, we will definitely recapture Junlin Sword. You are in big trouble and will bring you Bai Lutang's disaster!”