C235 (1/2)

”Don't move. Let's hide here. Don't go out and make trouble for younger martial brother Xiao.” Lin Miao's eyes are also slightly red. Seeing that Xu Wei wants to rush out of the trees, he is immediately pressed down by Lin Miao and says to Xu Wei.

”But...”

Xu slightly frowned and wanted to open his mouth, but in the middle of his words, he was swallowed by her.

”Younger martial sister Xu, let's just hide here. When we go out, there's no help at all. It will only add trouble to Xiao Changsheng.” Lin Miao said to Xu Wei again.

”Well.”

Xu nodded slightly and gave a gentle hum.

……

”Boom!”

At the same time, Xiao Changsheng, who had just been suppressed in the ground by the old man in the kingdom of heaven, jumped up from the ground again and destroyed the old man's huge spiritual palm.

”Sword meaning!”

With a light drink, I saw dozens of sword ideas directly appear beside Xiao Changsheng, and Xiao Changsheng stood on the ground like a peerless sword.

”Give it to me!”

With a wave of his right hand, Xiao Changsheng dashed directly towards the old man in the Heavenly Kingdom and across the void. The whole void suddenly made a loud noise, and more than ten swords appeared in front of the old man.

”Whoosh, whoosh!”

Swords fly like meteors.

”Sword meaning?”

Seeing this, the old man's eyes also flashed a little surprise, but then he was very disdainful, and his yellow palm directly patted down the sword.

”Bang bang!”

All the sword ideas were immediately destroyed by the big hands of the old man in the kingdom of heaven.

”Boy, I admit that you are very powerful. Even at a young age, you can understand the meaning of the sword. It's enough to prove that you are extraordinary, but you shouldn't do it. If you kill the people you shouldn't do it, it's doomed that your path of practice will end here!”

The old man cried in a deep voice.

”Old man, if you want to kill me, you're a little short of it!” Xiao Changsheng said in a cold voice that more than a dozen swords were once again gathered around him, lingering around him, releasing a peerless sword and showing its edge.

These swords have no real meaning, but the sword spirit they emit is sharper than the real swords, as if they can cut everything in the world.

”Boy, I don't want to talk with you. Let's die!”

The old man frowned and snorted, and one hand patted him down again. But this time, the moment that the big hand patted him, the spirit power rolled, like a river and a sea.

”Listen to the tide!”

The old man drank heavily.