Situ Ming did hear Su Luoâs words. In fact, he also wanted to change to a more intense way to tame it, but his strength was clearly not enough ah...
As Su Luo had anticipated, no more than a while later, Situ Mingâs face overflowed with cold sweat, it rolled and landed on the ground. Perspiration soaked through his chest and back.
Situ Ming could feel his own bodyâs functions gradually decline, spirit force gradually becoming less, but this Chi Xiao Sword, he actually....like a wildly rushing feral leopard, the more he rushed, the braver it was!
âPuchi!â A smear of blood overflowed from the corner of Situ Mingâs mouth. Immediately afterwards. he started to vomit out large mouthfuls of blood one after another.
In the end, Situ Ming could not hold on, just like the two people before him, was directly flicked flying.
âBangâââ A heavy sound echoed. Situ Ming was ferociously knocked against that coffinâs stone wall with both internal and external injuries. His luck wasnât good, he was directly knocked out from that impact.
Li Yaoyao stood in place, she wanted to go over, but was also somewhat hesitant...
Su Luo was speechless, Li Yaoyao was a super version of an ingrate that you couldnât raise to maturity.
Su Luo was also too lazy to deal with her, she bumped Nangong Liuyunâs arm, with a smile that was full of deep meaning, said: âQuickly go accept the object that suits you.â
Nangong Liuyun was not a good kind of person, on the contrary, if talking about two-faced and cunning, simply no one could scheme better than him.
Su Luo knew, the reason why he wanted Luo Haochen and them to be at the front, he certainly had his own reasons.
Nangong Liuyun robbed Su Luoâs head in annoyance: âStand a bit further, so as not to suffer any side effects.â
âOkay, you should rest assured, I will carefully look after myself. If not, I still have little divine dragon and them to help.â Although Su Luoâs body was sickly, however, the troops guarding her were very formidable.
Nangong Liuyun nodded his head, handing Su Luo over to Zi Yan. Afterwards, he walked towards that Chi Xiao Sword, as if on a leisurely stroll in the main hall.
That Chi Xiao Swordâs hilt, they had spend a countless amount of mental and physical strength before being able to hold it. But now, Nangong Liuyun only extended his hand, couldnât see how he exerted himself, and his five fingers had already gripped the hilt.
âJust that easily?â Luo Haochenâs eyes unblinkingly paid attention to Nangong Liuyunâs every movement. His eyes betrayed an amazed expression.
Just now, he had personally tried it, so he knew how strong that prohibition ripple was. It was simply like the gale and large waves on the ocean surface, world-shaking. He also used a hand seal secretly passed on in the family before being able to grip that hilt....In the end, to what formidable degree was Nangong Liuyunâs strength?
Now, gaze after gaze, all congregated on Nangong Liuyunâs body.
Under these gazes that watched attentively, Nangong Liuyunâs finger tightened slightly, directly after, his expression became slightly grave.
Because he could clearly feel that explosive ferocious strength, like a huge majestic dragon, suddenly rushing towards his body. As if rushing into his four limbs and hundreds of bones.
Such a strong fighting desire!
A majestic, imposing manner with a touch of firmness and violence from antiquity, severely berserk, as if it was the strongest palm strike on earth!
âBang!â
Nangong Liuyun abruptly smashed a palm strike towards that Chi Xiao Sword!
Immediately afterââ
âBang, bang, bang!â Nangong Liuyun smashed one fist after another, heavily smashing towards that Chi Xiao Sword. It was as if that was his greatest enemy, showing no quarter.
In succession, it seemed as if he sent out seven thousand, seven hundred and ninety strikes, each of the strikes weighed more than five hundred kilograms.
Speaking of this, it also seemed strange.
That Chi Xiao Sword, in the beginning, was like a furious large dragon, bravely battling, cruel, arrogant and untamable. As if it wouldnât obey anyone...However, under Nangong Liuyunâs raindrops-like fist strikes, this Chi Xiao Sword seemed to give off a buzzing crying sound.
That sound seemed to be sobbing, mournful and, at the same time, seemed to be pleading.
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The little black room locked up too many words, only now did I crawl out. P.S: That Mystic clan language, really was...Wen Zhou dialect, (*^__^*) haha, people who answered correctly get a prize.