Chapter 729: The One-Handed Divine Wong Sword Without Guest

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Li Chaodu and sneered: "It seems that the owner of Manor Li can reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

Li Chaodu shook his head: "I can't do anything about them if they are coming. But there is one thing I can tell Captain Luo!"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "What's the matter?"

Li Chaodu said: "I didn't invite these people! They came and there was no chance to go back alive!"

The targets of the twenty Taoists were Luo Xiaofeng and Tie Jian Lixiang. When they heard Li Chaodu’s words, they immediately surrounded Li Chaodu.

The twenty Taoists not only dressed exactly the same, but also had very similar facial features and contours. It is difficult for those who are not familiar with them to distinguish them.

Li Chaodu suddenly smiled and said, "Are there any Taoist among you who are the Taoist who is Huanyang?"

Twenty Taoists did not speak, and they all held golden pestles, which were shining with golden pestles, two feet and seven inches long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Li Chaodu sneered: "If you don't speak, you will have no chance to speak in the future." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly drew out Du Niang's black sword.

The sword flew towards twenty Taoists like a flying rainbow.

Twenty Taoists separated from each other and were ready to fight.

The black sword of Du Niang in Li Chaodu's hand seemed to be slow, and the sword was erratic, like a drunken man.

Twenty golden pestles shining with twenty golden lights, twenty golden lights connected into one piece, covering Li Chaodu.

Twenty Taoists joined forces, and the offensive was quite terrifying.

Li Chaodu shouted loudly, and the erratic sword force suddenly changed, becoming extremely strange and fierce.

Li Chaodu's body movements became strange like his sword. At this time, Li Chaodu was like a dancer who was so wonderful, and also like a crazy crazy man.

The sword was sheathed. Li Chaodu had a handsome face, still as cold as ice.

Twenty Taoists, holding golden pestles in their hands, all stared at Li Chaodu with wide eyes.

Li Chaodu looked cold and arrogant.

A strange thing happened suddenly. Among the twenty Taoists, twelve Taoists suddenly fell down straight.

The twelve Taoists fell down and blood flowed out.

The crowd exclaimed.

The twelve Taoists were all fatal injuries in their throats. A faint sword injury would not be discovered if you didn’t look carefully.

Tie Jian Lixiang suddenly trembled all over, and his face turned red with excitement. The faint scar on his cheek became bloody and red and a little purple. Who would have thought that this famous iron captain had such a strong reaction.

Li Chaodu looked at Tie Jian Lixiang and suddenly said, "Catcher Tie seems to be very interested in this owner?"

Tie Jian Lixiang's face slowly returned to normal. He stared at the corpse on the ground and said coldly: "Is Master Li self-indulgent? Although I haven't married yet, I am not interested in men!"

Li Chaodu laughed: "Where did the Iron Captain think of? I am not talking about my people, but my sword!"

Tie Jian Lixiang sighed, slowly lowered her head, and finally said, "Yes!"

Li Chaodu said: "I admire you very much, not because of anything else, just because you are honest."

Tie Jian Lixiang smiled bitterly and said, "Dun Niang Black Sword is an ancient divine weapon. Those who practice martial arts will be interested!"

There was a hint of cunning in Li Chaodu's eyes. He stared at Tie Jian Lixiang's face and sneered: "With that being said, I think Tie Captain is still a little different from others."

Tie Jian Lixiang said in surprise: "Oh?"

Li Chaodu sneered: "If I was not mistaken, the scar on the iron captain's face was given by Du Niang's black sword."

Tie Jian Lixiang's face changed drastically. He stared at Li Chaodu tightly and said with hissing: "You...how did you know?"

Li Chaodu said lightly: "This is my secret, I won't tell you."

The muscles on Tiejian Lixiang's face were twitching sharply. He gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Even if you don't say it, I can guess it!"

Li Chaodu said coldly: "Others can't guess, but the iron captain can definitely guess."

Tie Jian Lixiang stared at Li Chaodu's face. After a while, she said angrily: "Jian Wuke is in your hands?"

Li Chaodu said proudly: "Not bad!"

Tie Jian Lixiang clenched her fists tightly, and the faint scar on his face was aching again. This faint scar was the greatest shame in his life. Five years ago, he was defeated by Jian Wuke. At that time, the one who sent Jian Wuke was Du Niang Hei Jian. Unexpectedly, today...

Before Tiejian Lixiang could think about it, she was attracted by the crisp sound of iron chains.

The crisp sound of iron chains seemed to come from hell, and the sound was in my ears, but it seemed very erratic.

A secret door was suddenly opened on the white wall. The secret door slowly opened, and there was an old man with white hair standing in the door. The legs of the white haired old man were wrapped with thick iron chains, which were very thick but short. The old man with white hair walked very slowly, and could only move forward step by step. What was surprising was that the old man's arms were broken shoulder-to-side. The old man's face was raised high, and it was an old face with wrinkles intertwined. Each wrinkle was deeply engraved on his face, filled with the vicissitudes and hardships of the years.

The blood in Tie Jian Lixiang's body suddenly rushed to the top of her head. He knew this man, and the white-haired old man was the "One-Handed God Woman" Jian Wuke! Jian Wuke became famous at the age of 57. The reason for his fame was that he accidentally obtained the ancient divine weapon Du Niang Black Sword. The One-Handed God Woman was famous for a while, but within a few years, he mysteriously disappeared, and disappeared with his Du Niang Black Sword and Du Niang Sword Technique. No one knew the whereabouts of Jian Wuke, but there were many people looking for Jian Wuke, most of them were for the Du Niang Black Sword and Du Niang Sword Technique in Jian Wuke's hands. Tie Jian Lixiang was also looking for Jian Wu

Ke, he was not for Du Niang's black sword, he was for revenge! Tie Jian Lixiang was cold and arrogant, infatuated with sword skills, and was accompanied by sword. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Jian Wuke's black sword without ten encounters. Although Jian Wuke did not kill Tie Jian Lixiang, this was the greatest shame in his life for Tie Jian Lixiang. This shame not only did not decline, but became stronger with Jian Wuke's disappearance. He was alive and wanted to defeat Jian Wuke and regain his lost dignity! Today, he finally saw Jian Wuke. But Jian Wuke now has become a waste that is difficult to walk.

Tie Jian Lixiang gritted her teeth. He looked at Jian Wuke. The blood that had just rushed over the head fell down all of a sudden. He would never have the chance to fight Jian Wuke to the death. Jian Wuke is no longer the Jian Wuke of the past! Tie Jian Lixiang suddenly felt very empty and sad! He really wanted to rush out and find a secluded corner where no one could be, and cry happily.

How could the one-handed God-Winner become like this? Who cut off his only hand holding the sword?

Tie Jian Lixiang's eyes slowly moved from Jian Wuke to Li Chaodu's face.

Li Chaodu suddenly said coldly: "I cut off Jian Wuke's arm and took away his Du Niang's black sword!"
Chapter completed!