Sword Saint, can you challenge someone like ant like Xiao Nan? Saying so many words, I satirize the Sword Saint for having eyes but no beads, and provoking the Sword Saint. Sword Saint is proud and glorious, and will be embarrassed to intervene in the battle with Xiao Yuanxian!

Xiao Nan and Xiao Yuanxian thought they could win? Three days ago, the result of the battle was vivid. Now, if you mention the life-and-death Decision, can you change the result? Regardless of this matter, he challenged the Sword Saint, but he thought how miserable he would die?

"Xiao Nan, have you ever thought about the word "death"? A piece of dust fell on the great god's wheel boot. It's not so important. If you want to climb up along the boot, it will be a threat to the angry sky." Jian Badao said lightly.

A silent power made Dongzhou Academy tremble violently, and infinite sword shadows appeared, pointing at Xiao Nan. It was not the sword saint who took action, but just a strange phenomenon that was shocked by the Yuanli in anger.

The boy was in this storm, as small as the dust of heaven and earth. It was so difficult to stand. His soul was like a slump in eternal night, listening to the crackling sound of flesh and blood, and the power of the sword saint was enough to imagine it was terrible!

"Hahaha, Sword Saint, a dog in Jiancheng. I was exiled to me in the past, Xiao Wuhui, today, are you still planning to attack me Nan'er? Touch him, today, let your Jianba Tower flow into a river, and get rid of Jianba Tower."

The sword and sword were destroyed, and two peerless figures came from outside the Dongzhou Mansion, one was blue and one was gray, one was middle-aged and one was old, but they were better than the thousands of mountains and mountains in the world. A shocking blood sword slashed the sword and ba Tower: "Sword and ba Tower, disciple Xiao Wuhui said hello to you."

With the word "Okay", the blood sword swelled to hundreds of meters, and the tip of the sword was circulating with blood evil spirits, as if the demon soldiers refined in Shura hell made the surrounding void burst, affecting the spread of cracks on the ground...

"Hmph." Jian Badao didn't care at all. He gathered his energy out of thin air to make a sword shield. The Shocking Blood Sword hit it, splitting and unable to affect the Sword Saint at all. This is reasonable. After all, the Sword Saint is a great god wheel warrior. If he is not at this level, no matter how powerful a talented warrior is, he cannot be damaged.

"Huh?" However, the next moment, the sword saint's face changed. The blood sword that was split into pieces did not disappear, but instead scattered into hundreds of blood-colored broken swords long, rolling back like a storm.

The sword saint was actually slightly shaken by the impacted body. The sword shield blocked 99% of the time, and there was still a trace of penetration, branded on the sacred eyebrows. The extremely noble Nine-Turn Heavenly Sword Master's body sword pattern was dyed with a hint of blood.

The Jianba Tower was silent, time seemed to be frozen, everyone was stunned, and they looked foolishly at the smear of blood falling gently between the sword saint's eyebrows.

With a bang, it hit the eaves of the top of Jianba Tower, so harsh and clear!

The silent people were upset for a moment: "The Sword Saint was hit. Oh my God, the invincible myth of Dongzhou Mansion has been blasphemed!"

The invincible swordsman has always been invincible. At least in Dayuan, he can turn his hands into clouds and rain, but today this myth has been broken.

People were shocked, frightened, and confused. Finally, they looked at the two figures falling from the sky in a complicated manner. The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth: "The flute of Tiannan is not regretful, Yang Zun!"

They are Xiao Nan's strongest backing. A few days ago, a pair of legendary figures who had just escaped from the Great Yuan Saint Capital. They were in trouble with the Beiwu Palace. They also came when the Sword Saint Buwu East Continent. The way they arrived was still so arrogant.

"Sword domineering, you respect swords as yourselves and are self-pretentious. How does it feel now? Sword Saint, the bullshit sword Saint, the great god wheel, it's ridiculous, hahaha." Xiao Wuhui's arrogant arrogance made the audience breathe slightly hard.

Xiao Wuhui, the sick man in Tiannan, was so terrible. The divine weapon fell from the sky to Dongzhou. His sword showed his power, which made the sword saint lose face. He told the world: "Are you just that? What qualifications are you to build Wu Dongzhou and teach thousands of sword warriors!"

"Sword Ba Tower, Tianjian Sect, and the Dongfang family, you are so arrogant and domineering, and you regard yourself as heaven. How about now?" Xiao Wuhui stood proudly: "I established the world with a humble place in the south of the world and climbed to the Dongzhou Prefecture step by step. Whether you hate or resentment, you can't stop him from standing here today!"

"He relies on himself. He is destiny. He is not a giant. He is also a giant sooner or later. He is not worthy of this Jianba Tower? There are a few people here who are suitable for him. If he is not welcome today, he will not be worthy of him in the future."

Xiao Wuhui laughed wildly and looked at the sky, looking at Xiao family coldly: "You regard Nan'er as dust, Xiao Yuanxian as heaven, and support Xiao Yuanxian wholeheartedly, believing that he is the future glory of the family, but without Nan'er, you still stand here today and challenge the pride of heaven you support."

"How do you feel? Who decides the destiny of heaven? I, Xiao Wurong, do not rely on the heaven, the earth, do not rely on all things, and do not rely on the Xiao family and Jianba Tower."

"We rely on ourselves. We are shaking the mountains and rivers of the Wanzong, and we can cover the sky with one hand, hahaha..., thousands of martial arts are immortal, and we will never defeat." The blood sword spreads across the sky, and the green clothes are flying. What is the man a sick man? He is clearly an invincible madman who dares to declare war on the Nine Heavens God King.

Madman!

Inside and outside the Jianba Tower, Tianjian Sect, Oriental Family, and Xiao Family were named. Who is not ashamed and angry, his eyes are cold, and he is too insulting, but he is speechless.

Xiao Nan’s rise really doesn’t have much backing.

I thought Xiao Nan was crazy, but I didn’t expect that I was even more crazy. What a father and son, how many people were shaken and impressed by their style.

"The Wanhan Destroyed Yuan Finger on your body is invalid. The sword soul broke into the third level of the battle level and mutated. The secondary talent is very terrifying." The Sword Saint was not as angry as he imagined, but was very calm. There was a suppressed breath of death in the calm: "No accident, it is called Blood Rage."

Xiao Wuhui has actually resolved the evil martial arts curse in Jiancheng. No wonder he has accumulated a lot of strength!

"The courage of an ordinary man lies in his blood nature. I have been in decline for half my life. No one is human, no ghost is not ghost. I am ashamed of my wife and children, and I believe that I have no blood nature. Therefore, I understand the mutated talent of the sword soul, blood rage, this talent, burning martial blood, and increasing the power of the sword path."

"Is it called bloody anger? I ask for the anger of an ordinary man and dare to fight against the Nine Heavens."

Xiao Wuhui didn't deny it, as if he was talking about something irrelevant: "Burning blood, the stronger the cultivation level, the stronger the sword martial arts skills I sacrificed. My current cultivation level is one more time to increase the power of one more time to the sword martial arts. Ten more time to the blood is ten more time to the sword power."

"Qin Chuan, do you want to experience it? Ninth Prince, you can stand up too." Xiao Wuhui said the words, and his entire body was exposed in front of him. The starlight acupoints swayed, and they reached fifty-four paths, and they stood at the sixth level of washing the orifices!

"Father!" Xiao Nan was stunned by the storm-like changes, until Xiao Wuhui's realm glory woke him up, unable to hide the shock on his face: "No, isn't it, the sixth level of washing the orifice?"

"Damn it, isn't it said that Xiao Wuhui is a sick man in Tiannan. He was sealed by Jiancheng from the ninth level of the open meridian. His realm has been regressing. How long has it been after he recovered? The realm has rapidly advanced to this level. The demon! Demon! Demon! Demon! It's so demon." No one sat down at Jianba Tower.

Xiao Wuhui's cultivation speed, war-level soul talent, and even a few warriors with a large amount of 10 million yuan were not found. He would be a sick man. He was a genius who was powerful in the East Continent back then. Time never destroyed him, but instead made him accumulate strength!

"This is not true!" Xiao Pingshan burst into the core beads in his hand, and suddenly stood up, his lips trembled, and bitter despair surged: "The sixth level of washing the orifice has completely suppressed him. It is the realm he wants to look up to. Why is this happening?"

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong. I didn't regret it in the past. Tonight, Xiao Nan was originally the glory of the Xiao family. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's sad, it's ridiculous!" Xiao Xingxi and the Xiao family were originally witnessing the glory of Xiao Yuanxian's disciple, but the ones who were waiting for it were such a stunning Xiao Wuhui!

They didn't mention how complicated they were. After hearing too many things about Xiao Wuhui and Xiao Nan over the years, the father and son stirred up Dayuan, even Beiwu, Tianjian, and Dongfang could not do anything. Today, they even challenged the legendary sword saint of Dongzhou.

The Xiao family could have such a genius, a father and son who were genius in the world would lead the Xiao family to such a prosperous life, but it was destroyed by their Xiao family. Isn't it ridiculous?

It was so ridiculous that people would only point at the nose and said, "The Xiao family is the idiotic family in the aristocratic family. For the sake of Xiao Yuanxian, he rejected a more talented genius father and son."

Qin Chuan's expression suddenly changed as if he was a ghost. He was the eldest disciple of Jian Badao. Now he was in his sixties, and only after Huajiao was perfect. Xiao Wuhui was originally their junior brother. He was less than forty years old, but he chased him to the sixth level of Huajiao. With the terribleness of his blood sword soul, once he faced him, he might not have a chance of winning.

This father and son are more than the other demons. It turns out that monsters are inherited.

"Nan'er, you're right. It's better if you don't enter the Jianba Tower. What's the Sword Saint? He used to be my master, but when Jiancheng bullied your mother, he did nothing and even put a deception. Remember, he is your enemy. One day, he will destroy the entire Jianba Tower."

Xiao Wuhui looked at Xiao Nan gently, turned to murderous intent, and swept the scene one by one: "Are the people of Jiancheng coming? Is the wild night dog there?"

A blue dress fluttered in the wind, with blood rushing, and the lives on his hands were too contaminated!

Hearing the sound, everyone was silent. This god of killing is really bad today. It’s not enough to be angry with the Sword Saint, but you still have to find trouble for Jiancheng. Did the sick man in Tiannan start to overturn the verdict for the past?

"Sword City has not come, but Jianba Tower is here. I plan to sign a life-and-death contract with Xiao Yuanxian today, and I will cut off a life-and-death resentment, but Jianbata does not want to." Xiao Nan was shocked by the arrival of his father and Mr. Yang.

Luo Feixian and other women were the most nervous in the field. After all, Xiao Wuhui has arrived. He is Xiao Nan's father and a Yang Zun. He is worried about how to deal with it properly. The old man next to Xiao Wuhui smiled: "He doesn't agree, just let him agree."

"Jian Badao, what do you think?" Yang Zun's light smile was like an old man in his twilight years, sighing in the setting sun, but unfortunately he said something, but it was not soft at all.

The martial hearts of the people present seemed to be bursting with huge hands: "Damn, I'm so crazy, I'm directly threatening the Sword Saint!"

Why are people from Xiao Nan's lineage more arrogant than the other? The monster is inherited, and even arrogant can be inherited? But the next moment, they knew that Mr. Yang was qualified to be proud, and he took a steady step forward.
Chapter completed!