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"Old man, are you ready, I have a sword."

Zhang Xing shouted.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, come out quickly, I can't wait any longer."

"Haha, this sword old man likes it very much. Remember, you only have the chance to make a sword. When you finish the sword, I will be polite and smile."

Zuo Shan rubbed his hands and kept ((licking ti n) ti n) his lips, his eyes were all on the holy sword, and he did not care about Zhang Xing's ridicule.

Zhang Xing held a sword flower in his right hand, and the dragon gas kept rushing into the holy sword.

With a bang, the sword flew out.

Although Zuo Shan showed a greedy appearance, he did not dare to care.

Raised his vindictiveness to 80%, and waved with one palm.

Although there was some speculation in his mind, he was not sure of the level of the sword.

Because he couldn't believe it, a ten-year-old boy could possess the legendary weapon.

However, it will soon be known that after one palm, the sword belongs to him.

When Jianqi and Zhangqi collided, Zuo Shan's face changed (color) immediately.

not good!

His fighting spirit was easily cut by Jian Qi like a piece of tofu.

It was too late to dodge.

His body (sh n) was cold and edgy, his mind moved, and all kinds of defense magic were exhausted.

It is a pity that no matter whether it is a primary or intermediate ritual, it is impossible to stop the slightest in front of that sword qi.

Suddenly, the eighteen kinds of defensive devices blocking in front of Zuo Shan (body sh 被 n) were cut by a sword.

At this moment, Zuo Shan was so horrified that he was terrified.

He didn't have time to think about other issues, so his life was important.

"Birthday, treasure!"

Just as Jian Qi split the other defensive treasures, they will soon be obsolete from the middle of his body.

A sword shadow suddenly emerged from the silver (color) necklace worn by him (chest xiong) xiong.

The sword became solid, a two-foot-two flying sword.


It is Zuo Shan's most powerful means of attack. This sword has accompanied him for over a hundred years, and his level has also been increased from junior to treasure.

Just one step away to get the premium Zumbo.

It can be said that once the destiny Feijian came out, it concentrated all his vindictiveness, and it was not until the last resort that he would desperately fight the enemy.

"cut!"

Fei Jian's sound of thunder carried the sword's breath from the holy sword.

Zuo Shan is full of confidence in his own destiny. He believes that even if the opponent's sword is higher than him, the user's cultivation is low.

Can still break this deadly sword.

Zuo Shan has not come and relax.

Just listen to Zhang Xing sip gently: "Broken!"

The sound of a ding, Zuo Shan's ancestor Fei Jian shattered instantly.

Huh!

The white light flickered across the body of Zuo Shan.

Zuo Shan was divided into two sections, from the top of the head to the abdomen, and was neatly cut.

His left and right eyes also (exposed) an incredible look.

The world in my eyes is also divided into two at the same time.

The image of him seeing this scene to his death was deeply imprinted in his mind.

His ghost appeared blankly in the air, but was soon sucked away by an inexplicable suction.

No one found that the ghost disappeared into the space above Zhang Xing's head.

Then, a flash of white light, the holy sword in Zhang Xing's hand suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was in front of (冈 sh n).

Zuo Gang, who was still strangling, couldn't believe that his elder brother was dead.

He didn't expect Zhang Xing to directly deal with him after (shasha) brother.

In a hurry, you can only use all your defensive magic weapons like your brother.

It's just useless.

Once the holy sword deity comes out, even if it is a holy weapon of the same level, it is difficult to defend.

puff!

There was no obstruction to the white light, and it instantly penetrated into the heart of Zuo Gang.



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