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Chapter 62 Coveted Zhanlu

Lei Wenlin shouted in a deep voice, and his brave spiritual power continued to emanate from his body. A fierce fire energy rolled out, forming a glaring Shura!

This person is also of fire.

The glaring Shura was ten feet long. It looked at the two dragons of ice and fire that were hit by rapidly and suddenly stretched out their hands, swaying flames!

"Click!"

With a loud bang, Shura shattered the ice and fire dragons, and the flames and frost fell into the sky.

But at the same time—

"Bang!"

The body of the glaring Shura was penetrated by the two dragons of ice and fire, and was broken into countless light spots!

Lei Wenlin's pupils were shocked and trembled suddenly: "These two boys!"

Not to mention the middle stage of the Spirit Lord, only the Great Perfection of the Spirit Lord. Although it is only a thin layer between the Spirit King, the gap is like a gap!

Under the Spirit King, there are all ants.

Even the two spiritual masters are still not enough to see them.

But today, Lei Wenlin's cognition was completely refreshed! Because the two boys on the opposite side worked together, their power could actually be matched with him!

He was able to do so at such a young age. If he grew up, it would be even more terrifying. Now they have offended Zhang Lingchuan and the others...

In order to stop the troubles, they must be strangled in the cradle!

"Flame-Devouring Sword·Dead!"

Lei Wenlin's eyes were fierce, and he used his tremendous spiritual power again, and the flames surged wildly, forming a fierce giant flaming sword.

As soon as the giant sword came out, the sea of ​​sand was like a stormy wave, instantly rippling a hundred feet of sand.

The pressure is overwhelming and suffocating!

Lei Wenlin passed by with a sword, and the sword rippled and the murderous intent surged.

At the same time, a silver light penetrated thousands of rolls of wild sand and flames, and came in rushing.

That's...Sword Light!

The sword light of Zhanlu sword.

The magic weapon was in his grasp, Zhang Lingchuan was hanging in the air, and the rolling wind and sand were spinning wildly around him.

The Flame Sword and the Zhanlu Sword, the two sword lights are both fierce and domineering. The former is full of sharpness, while the latter is full of sharpness, but it is hidden without revealing it.

When they collided together, the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

Large swaths of air waves rolled in all directions, and wherever the air waves passed, it caused wild sand.

The air wave was too fast, and Lei Wenlin could not dodge in time, and was immediately affected. He took a few steps back and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

However, when the air waves came, Zhang Lingchuan and the others moved their feet to light and dodged easily.

They were unscathed, and Lei Wenlin was so angry that he was about to vomit blood again.

"This sword!"

"It seems I want to change my mind and get to know you well."

When Su Haoyuan saw Zhanlu sword, a strange light burst out from his eyes.

Greed, craving, coveting.

Xiaoqi said: "Young Master, what you want to express is to look at each other..."

Su Haoyuan was in a good mood and was too lazy to care about the former. He was a little excited: "It turned out to be Zhanlu Sword! I have seen this object in ancient books, a divine weapon cast by gods 30,000 years ago!

"It is said that this is a sword of benevolence and righteousness. Jun You Dao, the sword is on the side; Jun You Dao, the sword is flying away, this sword should be worn on my father's waist!"

Xiaoqi had a headache: "Young Master, if your words are heard by someone who is interested, you will definitely cure your great rebellion and want to rebel..."

No, why did the young master say this passage so accurately and fluently...

He muttered secretly in his heart.

Su Haoyuan said such a horrifying word, did the three followers show a very unexpected look on their faces, which shows that he usually speaks very boldly and casually.

Su Haoyuan rolled up his sleeves and said excitedly, "Mr. Lei, come down quickly, I like this sword, I want to take it down myself!"

"Young Master, don't be reckless!" Lei Wenlin hurriedly stopped him.

The two Chenchuan combined the moves to fight against the powerful Spirit King. Moreover, the former holds a divine weapon in his hand and has an unusual speed technique. Su Haoyuan is only in the early stage of the Spirit Lord. How dare he covet the divine weapon with such strength!

Su Haoyuan smiled softly, "Mr. Lei, have you forgotten my other identity? Just two young boys are not enough to get me into my teeth."

Upon hearing this, Lei Wenlin thought about it and stopped him.

Zhang Lingchuan snorted: "In the early stage of Lingzun, what capital do you have to take me Zhanlu?"

"Such a magical weapon is really a rare treasure in your hands. It's the most majestic general hanging on the waist of the Great Chen Empire! Sorry, the Great General is my son's father!"

Su Haoyuan said, his figure flashed, and in just two moments, he had arrived in front of Zhang Lingchuan!

The latter was slightly surprised.

This guy is quite fast, but the master said that with absolute power, if you want to win, you can barely be able to do it.

In terms of speed, his ignorance and vagueness can definitely be the first.

Today, facing this illiterate and arrogant son of the general, he occupied both absolute power and absolute speed. What else did Su Haoyuan win?

Zhang Lingchuan swept away with a sword, and Su Haoyuan quickly soared to avoid the sword energy, but the sword energy followed him like a shadow!

Zhanlu Sword is not an ordinary iron sword and a sword energy fly over.

An unarmed spiritual master in the early stage, facing the sword energy, was completely unstoppable.

Lei Wenlin frowned and his hands were ready to move.

When Li Xingchen, who was watching the battle and watching Lei Wenlin, saw that Su Haoyuan seemed to be chasing her in a very embarrassing way, but there was a confusing smile on the corner of her mouth, a hint of vigilance rose in her heart.

Li Xingchen suddenly said, "Senior Brother, be careful, this person is consuming your fighting spirit. When you relax, he will take advantage of the loopholes!"

The former reminded Zhang Lingchuan of the words. He just saw Su Haoyuan being chased and circling around, and he did feel a little underestimated.

He hurriedly held his mind and gathered his fighting spirit again.

"You are very smart, and you can still see my intention. However, this is just a side dish before the meal. I will just make you play with it. Come again, I will make you laugh and cry!"

Su Haoyuan smirked a slight sneeringly, and his sleeves swung, and a strange force was like water waves, carrying an amazing and unknown aura, and it came out in an instant, pointing directly at Zhang Lingchuan!

The latter punched out, and the fist was like a tiger, and it was unstoppable.

When the breath and the fist wind were about to collide, Su Haoyuan frowned, and the breath changed direction instantly and slid over to the fist wind!

The two passed by, aiming at Zhang Lingchuan and the fist wind at Su Haoyuan.

The breath hit Zhang Lingchuan in one fell swoop.

The fist wind also hit Su Haoyuan.

Zhang Lingchuan's whole body trembled and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Su Haoyuan took dozens of steps back, his legs trembling, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth, "It's true that it's not possible to fight head-on. I will never fight head-on again."

Seeing Zhang Lingchuan vomiting blood, Li Xingchen was extremely shocked. How could a spiritual master be beaten to a spiritual master in the early stage?

Zhang Lingchuan looked a little painful. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Li Xingchen. The words he said made the latter's expression suddenly change.
Chapter completed!
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