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A person walked out from the darkness. He wasn't too eye-catching, but the sword in his hand was eye-catching.

This sword was very much like the teeth of an ancient demon beast. It was bright white, and in such a dark environment, it gave people goosebumps.

"Astonishing?" Upon seeing the person, the entire world cried out in alarm.

The Second Sword Style of the Southern Wasteland. It was said that it was the son of a branch family from King Cheng's family that had shocked everyone at a clan meeting. Later, he had refused everything the Wang family had promised him and entered the martial arts world. Relying on the "Hidden Dragon" Sword, he could hide himself from the second place in the Southern Wasteland.

In the past, he had fought against Su Chen because he was unsatisfied with his ranking. He knew how terrifying this man was, and at that time, he had been defeated by nine swords.

Having received the Nine Slashes of the Shredded Souls, Lu Li was happy to accept it as he was a good friend of the world.

The world was proud and aloof, and he only made friends with those stronger than him.

"Since the top three of the Southern Wasteland have all arrived, this is truly interesting. Let us experience just how skilled this young man is!"

After the world had reminisced about the old times, a voice came out like the cry of an owl. The voice was forlorn and shrill, terrifying and terrifying.

"Four Devils of Nanshan!"

Changfeng's eyes slightly narrowed, and he said out the name that frightened the Southern Wasteland.

"So these are the Four Devils of Nanshan?" The Four Devils of Nanshan were also influential figures in the martial arts world, and they had once stirred up the miasma of Southern Wasteland, leaving the government with no choice.

"Chi, there are four people here, how about one each?"

The tall and thin one of the Four Devils of Nanshan said. He was nine feet tall, and it was enough for people to look up at him and take in their eyes. He wore a white mask on his face, and his white clothes accentuated his appearance like a ghost. In his hands, he held two silver-white, mandarin duck scimitars.

The person wearing a red mask, and only exposing one blood-red eye, lightly said, "My goodness, your hands are itchy so quickly, why don't you go up first? "Pick whatever you want!"

"Ol 'White, good luck!" Boss, can I go up too? "

The four of them were relatively short and fat. Their eyes were filled with greed as they stared at the nearby Lady Chen.

"Fourth Bro, you want to date that woman, right? You lecherous embryo. "Since you're so thirsty, why don't we make an agreement? As long as you can beat anyone here, Big Brother will skin that white and tender little girl clean in your arms!"

Boss, wearing the scarlet mask as he glanced at Young Mistress Chen, he naturally knew the needs of this lecherous brother of his. In order to give the fourth pervert the motivation to kill, he had thrown out a powerful drug.

"The world!" The tall man with the silver mask roared, and balls of silver-white flames appeared on the surface of the large yuanyang saber.

"Humph!" With someone challenging the world, the world naturally wouldn't give way. He took a step forward domineeringly, the sword in his hand trembling incessantly, as if a small boat pushing a ship was stirring up boundless sword Qi every time it shook.

"Come on third brother!" Come on, come on! Let me see how strong you are! "

The fourth brother naturally went to the house, and in his opinion, the house was the easiest one to bully.

He brandished the Zhanmadao that was a head taller than him and slashed at Chang Lou.

"Pervert, why is it that when you start fighting, you also try to pick a fight?" Why don't you exchange a few moves with me! "

The sword stabbed into the blade of the Zhanmadao, directly pushing him back.

"Zhang Feng, why don't you exchange a few moves with me!"

The two ghosts wearing black masks used their harpoons to strike Chang Feng's sword, pulling him away.

Su Ling glanced at Chang Lou and took the initiative to greet Old Devil.

"Hehe, kid, you're dead this time. No one is going to fight with me for you anymore!"

The fourth brother smiled at Chang Lou, twisting his barrel and rushing over.

The night was slightly dark, and the sparse starlight shone on Chang Lou's face. The youth's eyes were calm and unperturbed.

What was there to be alarmed about? Wasn't it the Four Devils of Nanshan? He used to be able to hang himself, but now … It should be possible!

Looking at the swordsmen and experts of his generation, Chang Lou could not help but feel his blood boil as he pulled out the sword.

The hazy moon and stars landed on the Lancets' narrow edges, and what was bright was still the light that shone in the Chang Lou's eyes.

"Fight!"

With three sword strokes, the sky was suddenly filled with sword shadows.

"Kid, you're not strong enough!"

The fourth elder shouted out and struck Chang Lou's left shoulder with his Zhanmadao.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Chang Lou stabbed directly at the round belly of the fourth elder.

A rolling ghost fourth brother appeared two meters away from the building and eerily praised, "Sure! Brat, I've underestimated you! I, you no longer have a chance! "

A distance of two meters was negligible to experts. The speed of the blade was incomparable, it was as if it had directly cut into Chang Lou's body.

He had used the Immortal Dragon Indestructible Physique to protect his shoulder while the fourth elder was looking down on him, giving the fourth elder some pressure in exchange for wounds.

However, what kind of person was Fourth Brother Gui? He came out from his sabers, so he had a lot of battle experience. He had easily minimized his injuries and instead of advancing, he had retreated to the front of Chang Lou. He had completely disregarded the ravages of the Black Water True Qi as he slashed out a killing blade.

Once the saber came out, the ghosts would cry and the gods would sob!

It tore apart a large part of the space as it swept towards Chang Lou with inexhaustible might. The speed of its blade was faster than light and electricity.

Two meters in front of light and electricity was too short, too short to measure.

This blade had unavoidably chopped at Chang Lou. This was a blade that would split Chang Lou into two, tearing apart the defense of Black Water True Qi and hacking down at him from above.

The fourth brother was short and always laughed at by people, so he hated being tall other than the third brother. For someone taller than him, he would always cut them in half from the crotch.

"Snake Crane Eight Steps – Spirit Crane Steps!"

At this critical moment, the crane flashed and appeared five meters away.

The Zhanmadao had shattered the shadow, causing the fourth brother to be stunned. He had not expected that he would miss.

In a high-speed battle, victory and defeat could be decided in an instant.

That moment of blankness gave Chang Lou a chance to kill the fourth brother in one hit.

Chang Lou had a lot of combat experience, and was very good at seizing opportunities. He couldn't give up such an opportunity to affect the battle situation.

He made his move. His sword was faster than the lightning and light. With a flash of black light, the battle was over.

This was a sword of absolute death. This was a sword of death. The lethality it had caused left everyone tongue-tied. The intense battle had come to an end because of this.

Thirteen eyes looked at the gray-haired youth. The tip of his sword was still dripping blood.

Blood dripped drop by drop from the tip of the sword and flowed into their hearts. An unexplainable fear assaulted them.