Xuan Luo was helped up, shocked and angry.

"Give it back to me!"

He gritted his teeth.

It is difficult for ordinary monks in Hunyuan realm to have their own Hunyuan-level treasure soldiers.

This precious sword was obtained by him in a competition from the sect, and it can increase his combat power by three times.

Three times!

If he loses this sword, his strongest combat power will be much weaker.

However, although he shouted like this, he did not continue to attack Jiang Nan.

With just the simple collision just now, he could already feel that he could never be Jiang Nan's opponent.

If you really want to rush over and take action, you will suffer the only one who suffers.

Jiang Nan looked at this man, too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Finally, take out all the valuable things in you."

He said calmly.

As he spoke, sword energy evolved alongside him.

Each sword energy carries an extremely sharp aura, and a random sword energy seems to be able to crush everything.

These sword energy surround him, and at this time, it sets him off like a peerless sword god.

He stood there, the sword energy beside him seemed to tear everything apart.

The sharp sword energy swept across the four fields, causing cracks to emerge involuntarily on the ground of this place.

Such sword energy and such sword power made all the monks of the Thirteen Sword Sect frightened.

Facing this sword energy, these people felt that their souls could not help but feel a chill.

It seems that the next moment, it will be torn apart by the breath of these sword energy.

"I... let's take it! Take it now!"

One of them spoke tremblingly.

The sword energy Jiang Nan sacrificed at this time was too terrible, and this person was scared.

If Jiang Nan doesn't obey, he will be angry and will probably be killed instantly.

As he said this, the man called out a space container and threw it directly on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the other monks from the Thirteen Sword Sect also followed suit.

Soon, more than a dozen people, except Xuan Luo, handed over everything on their bodies and threw them on the ground ahead.

There are elixirs, treasure soldiers, other materials for forging soldiers and ancient talismans, etc.

These things do not have much effect on the monks at the Hunyuan level, but they are not vulgar for the innate powerhouses under the Hunyuan level.

Jiang Nan looked at Xuan Luo: "Where are you, there must be more than one knife."

Xuan Luo's face looked ugly: "Don't go too far! If you take my knife, do you want other things?!"

"You think it's too much if I use your methods to deal with you?"

Jiang Nan asked him.

Xuan Luo's face turned a little blue, and he was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, they first attacked the disciples of Xuandingyuan.

"Super it, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Jiang Nan Danmo said.

As he said this, dense sword lights beside him roared with the clanging clang.

Xuan Luo's face looked extremely ugly, and he had to surrender in the end and no longer dared to ask Jiang Nan to return the knife. Moreover, he took out a space container.

As a Hunyuan-level strongman and a core disciple of the Thirteen Sword Sect, his collection is much richer than that of the other dozen people.

"Let's go."

Jiang Nandao.

The people from Thirteen Daomen Sect were all like being pardoned, and some people pulled Xuan Luo and retreated to the distance.

"We will take a few steps to do today, and after that, we will definitely seek justice!"

He gritted his teeth.

Jiang Nan's eyes were calm, and naturally understood the potential meaning of the other party's words and wanted to take revenge on him.

The innate sword in his body began to shake, buzzing in his sea of ​​seclusion, emitting a sharp sword energy.

"Is this... a weapon?"

His heart moved slightly.
Chapter completed!