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Following the angry roar, Mo Dong's figure became even taller, and very quickly he became a huge monster that was over 100 feet tall, with a ferocious look on his face.

Placing Chang Lou and Chang Nian on his shoulders, protected by the fire cover and the ice cover respectively, Mei Dong furiously roared as he brandished the iron chains. The two incomparably thick chains slammed onto the lava like giant Frost and Fire Dragons, and the lava splashed up a black hole.

Starting from the black hole, the space of fire began to peel off layer upon layer, quickly fading away.

Bai Dong was like a huge monster, the moment he appeared he immediately stomped on a unlucky ghost.

"Roar!" With an angry roar, the demon race's bloodthirsty instincts were triggered. Like a war machine or a meat grinder, Ma Dong caused everyone on the way to scatter.

The four Li Huo Sect elders, regardless of whether they were blood-stained white beards, or the demeanor of experts who had lost them, directly shouted at the representatives of the sword faction, the Dragon Shrine, or the Cosmos Academy, "Everyone, this demon is so rampant, how can he stand by the side and watch the humans be destroyed under the claws of the demons? "Everyone …"

Perhaps the sword faction elders felt that these four old men's bullsh * t talk was a bit too much, so they moved first. A sword shot up into the sky and annihilated the clouds.

The sword faction's four instructors didn't even have the time to take action before they were robbed of their limelight by the true elders.

"The sword faction – Jian Xiao, please enlighten me!"

A middle-aged man approached on a cloud. Sword Firmament, the twelfth seat of the Sword Faction's elders. His strength was unfathomable. He was ranked thirty-three in the world's famous swords — Soaring Cloud. One Rushing Sky Sword, and one « Heaven Sword Art » would definitely be enough for him to stay in the Sword Sect's Sacred Land's Sword Tower.

"Be careful! This fellow is very powerful! " On Mei Dong's shoulder, the half-dead Chang Lou coughed to remind Mei Dong.

Mi Dong's expression changed, "What did you say when you tricked me out? The experts under the heavens can only defeat 40 or 50 of my experts, and any one of them can only be beaten by you now. Just tell me that I might not be able to beat them, scram!"

Rushing the Heavens with only one sword strike. This sword strike's « Earthly Sword Art » was enough to leave its name!

Swordsman of the world, who wouldn't want to leave their name in the « Worldly Sword Art »? Swordsman of the world, who doesn't want to wield the world's famous sword? Without a doubt, Jian Xiao was a legend among swordsmen. His legend came from his strength and reputation.

"Rising Clouds Strike!"

With a cold snort, the Divine Sword of Jianxiao thrust out. It was incomparably gorgeous, more elegant than flowing clouds, and more unrestrained than the cool breeze. It was both elegant and natural.

"Watch carefully!" Your Brother Dong is also an expert! "

With a furious roar, the long chain of flames transformed into a suit of armor, while the ice chains transformed into a longsword shrouded in ice.

Right now, Chang Lou was truly frightened, "Does this guy know how to play with swords?"

The two swords parted upon contact, and both of them retreated a few steps back. Their large feet stomped several holes in the ground, and Jian Xiao stepped on the clouds as he moved back a few steps, shattering several white clouds.

The heaven and earth seemed to turn silent. Everyone was stunned by the attention of this peerless battle.

Crash! * With a crisp sound, Jian Xiao's face suddenly paled and he fell from the cloud.

The Soaring Sky Sword was shattered into pieces! All the famous swords in the world were shattered, and for the first time in history, they were shattered.

Jian Xiao seemed to have become a dead man as he laid on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

The sword was the life of a swordsman. Once the sword was broken, how could it not hurt the soul? Not to mention the fact that a swordsman like Jian Xiao was strong enough to kill him.

"This is the fate of the sword!"

Mo Duo, who was also a famous swordsman, sighed. He kept the black sword in his hand and said something to Li Xiaoxiao thoughtfully.

A trace of gentleness suddenly appeared in Li Xiaoxiao's cold eyes as she replied indifferently.

"This is not the fate of a true swordsman!"

"Let's go!" Xiaoxiao, come with me to Mo City. It is a different world there. "

After the Ink Sword retracted his sword, the mask on his face fell off, revealing a handsome yet somewhat mature face. His eyes were filled with tenderness.

"Mo City!" Li Xiaoxiao was suddenly stunned. She had not been back for a long time.

Chang Lou laid on Mei Dong's shoulder and turned over, feeling disappointed in her heart, "I've always been a bit old, but I still have the courage and perception from back then. This Ink Sword is still capable of coaxing women!" If I had known, I would have listened to him. "

"Wait for me!" Li Xiaoxiao still had things to do.

"Alright!" Mo Zhuang softly agreed. There was no way he could reject her offer. At this moment, Li Xiaoxiao had to comply. The best way to coax a woman not to be angry is to obey.

Li Xiaoxiao stepped onto the dueling platform and joined the battle between Qiu Shougao and the Iron Eagle Guard.

There was a total of seven groups of five people in a group from the Iron Eagle Guard that formed the Big Dipper Formation. They were extremely profound and were able to control Qi Fei.

The Iron Hawk beat up Qiu Shougao, who retreated step by step. His "Eagle King Divine Technique" was passed down from the Iron Eagle Guard organization for almost ten thousand years, and it only passed down to the leader.

Li Xiaoxiao's arrival made both parties nervous. They were having fun fighting each other, but now that any expert had joined the battle, the outcome would be reversed. They could not help but be nervous.

Qi Fei unsheathed his Heartless Sword and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

After killing Qi Fei, Qing Xiaoxiao explained to the Iron Eagle, "I killed one of your men. This is my compensation. I know you won't accept it, but I can only do so."

Iron Eagle understood that if Qi Fei didn't die, more Iron Eagle Guards would die. After all, the difference between the two sides was too great. Sacrifice was inevitable, and Qi Fei alone was more than enough.

However, the dead Iron Eagle Guards were his brothers and not his personal belongings. How could they use their lives to exchange for them? This would only cause more people to feel disappointed.

"I won't accept your compensation. I'm grateful that you killed Qi Fei's Iron Eagle Guard. However, based on the matter, after today, the Iron Eagle Guard will not rest until you're dead!"

Tie Ying cut Qiu Shougao, who had been shocked by Qi Fei's death, into two pieces. He wiped the blood off his face and said what the thirty-five Iron Eagle Guards wanted to say and what he, the law enforcer of Jing Country, should say.

"Up to you!" Li Xiaoxiao did not seem to care at all as she stepped into the air and returned to her original position beside Mo Zhuang. Leaning her head on Mo Zhuang's shoulder, she had an extremely seductive look.

"Women! "Women!"

Chang Lou couldn't help but secretly shake her head. When this woman saw him last time, she hated that Mo Dujian so much that her teeth itched. She specially ran out to kill him, but she didn't expect that guy to throw himself into his arms.

There were too many people who did not understand. There were too many things that they did not understand, just like the famous Jianxiao who, despite his abilities, was still lying on the ground and chewing on the dirt due to his broken sword.

Who would understand? The heart of a woman, the love of the sword.