My Days as an Errand in the West Factory Chapter 475: The Boss

Blood Thirteen seems to have a winning chance.

However, it only seems to be...

In the cage formed by the gathering of four different forces, an ethereal energy blended between Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng.

Before Blood Thirteen could react, the combined energy of the two began to rage around the two of them.

The four seemingly fierce forces were instantly torn open by this fusion of strength.

At this moment, Nie Feng stood up with his sword in hand, the blade pointed straight at the sky.

Bu Jingyun's right hand moved slightly, and the sword was instantly drawn out of his hand. The tip of the sword also reached the sky, and the energy all over his body rose into the sky along with the sword body.

Two hurricanes emerged from the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, trapping Blood Thirteen in them.

At this time, Blood Thirteen was able to react.

The two forces gradually merged with each other, and the power gathered by Blood Thirteen was gradually squeezed and dispersed.

And he himself was trapped between the two energies, unable to move at all.

"Wind blows!!"

Nie Feng roared angrily, and the snowy drink in his hand went straight to Blood Thirteen's head and fell down.

This time, Xue Yin Dao seemed to be ordinary, without a trace of sword energy surging out.

But at this moment, the power contained in Xue Yin Dao made even God frown.

"Yunyong!!"

Bu Jingyun took a step forward, raised the sword in his hand horizontally, energy wrapped around the sword body, and handed the sword to Xue Shisan.

The two magic weapons have lost their former dazzling glory at this moment, but they give people a feeling of returning to nature.

"This is the real thing..."

Behind Lao Tianhuang, that weird voice appeared again.

When Lao Tianhuang heard this, he nodded slightly. Before, Nie Feng fought against the leader of the Purple Qi Sect and unleashed a tyrannical force.

Lao Tianhuang thought that was the mysterious Moko Wuliang, but when he saw Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng in front of him, and heard the words of the man behind him, he was shocked.

These two forces that even he could not contend with, after combining with each other, became the legendary Moko Wuliang who could kill gods!

Blood Thirteen wanted to struggle out of the trap, but the two forces were too terrifying, and he couldn't move at all inside them.

xiaoshuting

Bu Jingyun moved his long sword and stabbed Xue Shisan between the eyebrows.

But Nie Feng, whose eyes were slightly closed, suddenly opened them at this moment and swung his long knife across, trying to stop Bu Jingyun.

Is it because Nie Feng's mother's heart is so full that he wants to stop Bu Jingyun from killing him?

Obviously not. The reason why Nie Feng took action was because at that moment, he noticed an extremely dangerous aura heading towards them.

If Bu Jingyun was not stopped, that power would probably seriously injure or even kill Senior Brother Yun before he stabbed the sword between Xue Shisan's eyebrows!

"Finally I can give it up!"

At the same time, Zhao Yu, who was standing with a sword in the sky, slowly stood up at this moment.

Rumble!

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Xue Shisan. With a flick of his right hand, he easily dispersed the hurricane formed by Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.

"Master!"

Blood Thirteen looked at the man who appeared in front of him with lingering fear, and suddenly knelt on the ground.

"waste……"

The man didn't look back, but his words were full of indifference.

Bloody Thirteen buried his head deeply in the soil in front of him. He didn't even have the courage to speak, let alone refute.

In this world, no one understands the terror of this master better than him.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun retreated and stood side by side, staring intently at the man who suddenly appeared.

With just a few moves, he can easily defeat Moko Wuliang...

With this level of cultivation, even in the valley outside Hangzhou Prefecture, the God General, King Jing, and the robbed tyrant combined might not be as good as the person in front of him.

"The talent is good. If you are willing to join my disciples, today's events can be forgotten."

Looking at Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, even the mysterious man in front of him, who was highly cultivated, unconsciously extended an olive branch.

It's no wonder that the talents of the two people in front of them are hard to find throughout the ages.

At this moment, this mysterious man also started to think about recruiting a disciple.

Of course, this disciple is different from disciples like Blood Thirteen!

However, before Nie Feng could speak, Bu Jingyun, who was on one side, took a step forward and then drew his sword forward.

Although they didn't say a word, their actions already made their positions clear.

"Stubborn!"

The mysterious man snorted coldly, and then stretched out his hands slightly.

There was no surge of energy or any other movements...

But Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, who were still a few feet away, suddenly froze, and then their whole bodies were filmed uncontrollably.

"Since you don't want to be used by me, then just go and die!"

The mysterious man smiled slightly, and then a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Whizzing!

Two sounds broke through the air, and between the mysterious man and the wind and cloud, two majestic sword auras suddenly condensed.

Wherever you start thinking, the sword will be condensed and formed!

Not to mention this man's other abilities, the realm of this Heart Sword alone has far surpassed that of Wuming, the Heavenly Sword.

Two condensed sword intents stabbed out instantly, heading straight towards the wind and cloud that were already unable to move.

Lao Tianhuang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Cooperating with this guy, although there is a risk of seeking skin from a tiger, but the effect is surprisingly good.

He knew in his heart that if this person hadn't been there today, the so-called masters he brought would not even be able to enter the Chengtian Sect!

The distance of one foot is just a blink of an eye for the sword energy.

The two of them, Feng Yun, have completely become fish on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered.

Rumble!

Just before the sword energy came, a burst of thunder came from above everyone's heads.

Everyone looked up subconsciously, even the mysterious man.

I saw a black light falling from the sky like a meteor. In the blink of an eye, it fell between the wind and clouds, and successfully blocked the two terrifying sword energy.

At this time, everyone saw clearly that what was standing in front of Fengyun was an exaggeratedly large black giant sword.

The shape of this sword is very similar to the black swords in the hands of more than a hundred Yakshas.

The only difference is that this sword is somewhat too big.

"Excellent sword!"

Lao Tianhuang looked at the giant sword lying in front of everyone and whispered to himself.

At the same time, Nie Feng, who saw the sword, breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to be completely relieved.

Even Bu Jingyun's vigilance in his eyes has dissipated a lot. With this guy here, there is not much suspense about the outcome of the matter.

"Tsk, tsk, you old dog has a lot of face, you can even invite the big boss to raid the formation..."

A figure turned the giant sword and appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Yu stared at the elderly not far away, with a look of bad expression, snoring.

Big boss?

Everyone was confused. Only the mysterious man and Lao Tianhuang, who were not far away from Zhao Yu, changed their expressions.

Even in Japan, few people know about the great master, let alone in the Central Plains.

What is the origin of this young man, and how can he tell the origin of the big boss in one go?

"Who are you, and how do you know me?"

The headmaster took a step forward and stared at Zhao Yu.

Based on his cultivation, he can see through a person's strength, strength, and even martial arts talent at a glance!
To be continued...