Chapter 22 (1/2)

”Ten thousand swords go together, wind blows and Demons...”

The wind sword Qi is involved in the city guard. As long as it is rolled by the fast rotating wind, it will be either death or injury. Those who are involved in the wind will be twisted into meat. The city Lord's mansion was a hell of a man.

The wind has been whirling around thousands of city guards, and then it gradually weakens. But don't underestimate that it has been involved in the wind. As long as it is stuck to a little bit, it will still be broken. Even Xiao Lei, who was in a coma, was crushed.

LAN Wenxuan stood there motionless, surrounded by a sea of corpses. He watched the city guards outside vomit, and no one dared to approach him. He was a little weak in endurance. He fainted on the spot, and some of them were scared out of the city hall.

The fierce wind devil just now used up LAN Wenxuan's whole Qi. His body was a little weak, and his legs were shaking slightly. Unfortunately, the bodyguards were scared to death now.

But Xiao Li doesn't look like those city guards. He notices that Lan Wenxuan's spiritual power has been exhausted. At this moment, Xiao Li jumps over and pours his aura into the sword without reservation and strikes LAN Wenxuan.

”Ha ha... You also have the present. With your aura, you can see how you are fighting with the city leader. Die!”

Xiao Li laughs wildly and happily. He uses the lives of countless city guards to get this chance. In his mind, LAN Wenxuan is dead this time!

LAN Wenxuan didn't do anything to avoid. He just quickly took out a few pills of Huiyuan pill from the ring, covered them with blood from the corner of his mouth, and threw Huiyuan pill into his mouth. In a moment, an abundant aura poured into his purple mansion and turned it into genuine Qi. Ten percent of the consumed genuine Qi just now came back.

A cruel light flashed in his eyes, and the cold Xiao Yi reappeared on his face again. His long sword waved forward for a while, and a purple sword flashed toward Xiao Li who had already jumped in the air. When Xiao Li saw LAN Wenxuan standing in the same place, he felt strange. When he saw his cold smile, he felt even worse. An unknown premonition covered his heart, He was surprised to see a purple sword cut at him. At this time, he was in the air. Even if he wanted to step back, it was too late. He had to harden his head and try his best to meet him.

”Boom.”

Xiao Li felt that a total of huge rebound force entered his body, and a burst of blood boiling in his body. It seemed that the injury was not light, and his strength was greatly reduced. Seeing LAN Wenxuan's purple sword attack again, he had no choice but to hold up his sword and meet it hard at the time of crisis, intending to stop this domineering attack.

With a bang, it exploded.

Xiao Li's whole body was shocked. The hand holding the sword had lost consciousness. The sword had shaken off and flew! He was shocked to see that his right hand had become unable to exert his power, and his tendon had been broken. He realized that he was holding the sword.

LAN Wenxuan immediately attacked and raised his hand with a sword. Lightning cut off his other arm.

Xiao Li's two arms were broken and abandoned, and he followed his son. He howled in pain and anger, and rushed to the outside of the city with his feet. Now he did not dare to avenge his son, nor did he dare to think of any divine sword skill. Now he has painfully found that his life is like a candle that can be extinguished at any time. Now his only purpose is to get away from here and live.

LAN Wenxuan would let him go and cut him with his sword. Boom, Xiao Li was shot away in an instant. In the fierce battle, the city Lord's house was full of collapsed walls.

LAN Wenxuan looks at the collapsed houses everywhere in the city master's mansion. With a cold smile, Xiao Li has no resistance. This layer of fighting has come to an end, Xiao Li has been in the collapse of the house, unable to get up.

LAN Wenxuan approaches Xiao Li * step by step, and is ready to end the battle. Suddenly, he is alert, but he feels a strong breath coming. LAN Wenxuan is alert, and quickly condenses his true Qi to collide with that strong breath“ Boom LAN Wenxuan was hit and flew more than ten meters away. He fell into the crowd of city guards and spewed out a big mouthful of blood. As soon as he landed, he immediately ignored his wounds and jumped up. The city guards were scared out of their wits and ran away with other plagues.

LAN Wenxuan takes a deep breath, throws a spring elixir in the entrance with secret technique, and presses the injury in his body. Looking forward, there are two people. They are lined up. A young man who seems to be about 20 years old is wearing a white shirt and thin. The one who is next to him is wearing a long black shirt and is in his forties. It's similar to Xiao Pang's description of the people in black in Tu village, but they both have a water character on their necklines.

LAN Wenxuan suddenly realized that these two people are from Crystal Palace? The young man is a great swordsman. The middle-aged man in black has reached the peak of the sword emperor. That was him.