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The first thousand six hundred and sixty-seven chapters of the sword out of the spirit!(2/2)

Su Xuan shouted sharply.

"boom!"

The knife comes out.

Dragon Slaying Style! The Floating Dragon Blood Knife has its own ancient spiritual method! This is the terrifying thing about the four holy knives wielded by the Holy King of the Other Side. When the sword comes out, it is a spiritual method.

"roar!"

An evil dragon soared into the sky and struck the three of them arrogantly.

"This..." The expressions of the three people changed wildly, and they all launched strong defensive resistance.

But even so, Su Xuan still chopped the three of them upside down with one strike of his sword.

"Kaka..." Mr. Yuluo's face turned pale, and the spiritual armor on his body couldn't stop breaking into pieces.

"Why are you so strong?"

He was shocked, never expecting that the power of Su Xuan's sword was so terrifying.

"No, he is definitely an imperial soldier!"

Zhou Wuqi's face changed wildly, and his whole body became hairy.

The power of the evil dragon... suppressing him is even more terrifying.

He turned pale and fell back.

"What are you running for?"

A faint voice suddenly sounded.

Zhou Wuqi's hair stood on end.

Su Xuan...is next to him.

"Open it for me!"

Zhou Wuqi roared, and layers of fine scales began to appear all over his body.

The natal dragon scale! He has a trace of dragon blood, so he can transform into a dragon! And this natal dragon scale is his most powerful life-saving thing, and even the imperial soldiers cannot easily break it.

Feeling extremely dangerous at this moment, Zhou Wuqi opened it without hesitation.

but.

"Chi!"

Su Xuan appeared next to Zhou Wuqi using the ancient method of turning into clouds, and slashed out the floating dragon blood sword. It was covered with dragon patterns and contained power.

"boom!"

The explosion echoed, and the bloody knife slashed towards Zhou Wuqi's head, the scales shattered, and it passed by with just one stroke.

Zhou Wuqi's eyes widened, full of horror and disbelief.

Why couldn't his dragon scales block Su Xuan's sword?

He could not understand it until his death.

Su Xuan flicked it, and the sword glowed.

The Floating Dragon Blood Sword, one of the four holy knives, is not a holy weapon, but it is also superior to an imperial weapon. How can it be resisted by a mere physical body! Ye Mei and others in the distance: "..." Mr. Yuluo: "..." Wang Tianyang: "

..."Xiao Longzun Zhou Wuqi...had his head cut off so easily?

They have the illusion that they are dreaming.

"Su Xuan, how dare you!"

Wang Tianyang's pupils shrank violently.

"Don't worry, you will die too!"

Su Xuan sneered and rushed over.

Wang Tianyang's expression changed drastically, he turned around and ran away.

With the addition of Young Master Yu Luo... he still couldn't defeat Su Xuan! He missed Young Master Yu Luo in an instant! Young Master Yu Luo: "..." He was a little confused and Su Xuan slashed at him.

"Wang Tianyang, I will fuck your mother!"

Mr. Yuluo cursed loudly, and before he could run away, he directly activated three defensive spiritual techniques, and his body retreated wildly.

"boom!"

Su Xuan struck out with his sword, but still knocked Mr. Yu Luo upside down.

"run!"

Mr. Yuluo's face turned green and he was so frightened.

With almost no hesitation, he shouted loudly, causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out.

You can keep the green hills without fear of running out of firewood! His senior brother Zhang Xuanji, his mother is half a step into the spiritual emperor! How could he, Mr. Yuluo, be hacked to death by Su Xuan in his prime years?

It’s not worth it! One hundred, one thousand is not worth it! So, he ran away without moral integrity.
Chapter completed!
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