"Danger!"

But in the blink of an eye, Qin Daijun reacted, raising the Mo Shuang sword in her hand as if to resist forcefully.

pity!

Facing the tyranny of the sword shadow, Qin Daijun felt helpless in her heart. Mo Shuang's long sword had a tendency to be difficult to lift, and it sent waves of energy all over her body. Qin Daijun reluctantly raised the long sword and blocked it.

Boom!

At the moment of blocking, the shadow of the knife fell, and the overbearing smoke and dust rose again on the scene, and waves of solidification spread out in an instant.

Poof!

Faced with this overbearing pressure, Qin Daijun vomited out a large mouthful of blood and flew backwards in an instant. At this time, the beauty's face became even pale.

"Daijun!"

Qin Buheng exclaimed, looked at the person in front of him with his hands behind his back, and his eyelids trembled: "It's you!"

"Prime Minister Jiang!"

Lord of the Holy Sword!

Xu Yichan was even more surprised: "Xiang Jiang, what are you doing? You want to start a full-scale war with my Tianshen Temple, don't you?"

Jiang Xiang's expression remained unchanged, and he clasped his hands and whispered: "Xu Yichan, I am the master of the holy sword, and I bear the blood feud with the Tianshen Temple. I cannot just watch you Tianshen Temple continue to grow."

"Today the master of Qingtian Beast will be moved!"

"die!"

A murmur.

The holy sword penetrates the ground!

On the blade of the sword, there was a bright light, as if a king was calling. Jiang Xiang's move completely shocked everyone at the scene. Mo Chao even frowned: "Xiang Xiang, you old guy, do you really want to go against the Tianshen Temple?"

"Shut up!"

Jiang Xiang disdainfully said: "Mo Chao, you are no longer worthy of talking to this emperor. As the master of the Feixing Sect and the successor of the Purple Sword, it is a pity that you seek skin from a tiger and forget the hatred of your ancestors."

"You are worse than a dog!"

Jiang Xiangyu.

Mo Chao smiled: "Xiang Jiang, you can't imagine how powerful the Heavenly Temple is. Do you still want to rely on your own strength to resist the cavalry of the Heavenly Temple?"

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero!"

"This emperor just made the wisest choice, that's all!"

Mo Chaoyu.

He became gloomy: "As long as we get the two sacred objects of Qingxuan Sword and White Jade Xiao today, then King Anding's original five semi-divine orders will only be short of one Guqin Jade. As long as Guqin Jade comes out."

"We, Mo Chao, will have the upper hand in the fight for the inheritance of God An Ding."

"Mo Chao will become the next King of An Ding."

After Mo Chao finished speaking, his eyes were filled with madness. Jiang Xiang shook his head: "You are a piece of trash, and you want to get your hands on the throne of King An Ding?"

"Today, I will not allow you to wait and harm the beast master in the slightest!"

Jiang Xiang’s words.

Yichan was mad with murderous intent: "What a master of the Holy Sword Sect!"

"Today I want to see how capable you are."

Roaring for a moment.

Xu Yichan waved his hand, and the long sword was in his hand instantly. As soon as the long sword was released, a domineering cold light appeared on the scene again.

A moment!

Get out!

Jiang Xiang looked at the dazzling sword shadow that was killing him, and there was a hint of concentration in the depths of his eyes. Xu Yichan was one of the nine murderers of the Emperor Zun Hall of the Tianshen Temple, and his methods were vicious and unimaginable by ordinary people.

Concentrate for a moment.

The holy sword was held horizontally, and with a tremor in his arm, Jiang Xiang rushed out in an instant. The shadow of the sword flashed like a rainbow, approaching Xu Yichan in front of him.

The strong men competed, but after only a moment, they had already exchanged dozens of moves. The two were evenly divided, with no victory or defeat. Feng Kun on the other side also clenched his fists, and his embarrassment became even more intense.

Who should we help? To maximize the benefits?

Guan Lao's heart was raised to the level of his throat, his eyes were fixed on Ling Tian who was in the smoke in front of him, and his heart was expecting: "Master, you must succeed."

"ah!"

Suddenly, a miserable howl sounded, and Mr. Guan turned around in shock. He saw Guan Yu'e flying upside down like a bird with broken wings. At this time, there was a figure standing across the sky in front of Guan Yu'e.

"Mo Yuan!"

Mr. Guan exclaimed, his body was trembling. At this moment, the sword in Mo Yuan's hand was stained with red blood. Mr. Guan roared: "Despicable!"

A roar.
Chapter completed!