The two Zhenwu realms fell to the ground, daring to ignore the two hundred Shenlong gunmen in the courtyard and the worshipers with different realms surrounding Zhao Bing, but they did not dare to ignore the big demon Jie Lisan holding a sword in one hand and dancing with long bloody red hair.

How many people who grew up in that era don’t know about Jie Lisan?

The name of the devil was so dim that countless talented players in the world were dim.

Even in the world today, except for the sword god empty son who is still at the top of the list and the Dharma King who is unable to look up in the north, and the Buddhist monks who are unwilling to be on the list, who are in the world who are unwilling to be on the list, whoever dares to speak will definitely win over this great devil who is missing but still has a magic name?

Even if the old owner of the Purple Gold Villa, the holy land of the Central Plains martial arts world, which is actually ranked fourth, and the latest sword of the sword Zhongchen, who has won the fifth place, may not be the opponent of this devil.

This is hard to weigh two masters of the First-Class Hall Zhenwu Realm.

The two of them became famous in Xixia, and they never made it to Xixia in most of their lives. One in the middle of Zhenwu and the other in the early Zhenwu period were both veteran masters who had been famous for a long time in the Western Xia world. However, when the big devil was rampant in the world, they were much more famous than them.

One mountain and another mountain are high.

Ordinary martial artists only think that the Zhenwu realm has reached its peak, but these Zhenwu realm powerhouses know that they are both Zhenwu realm, and there is also a difference between them.

However, if Zhao Bing was not robbed, wouldn’t this trip be in vain to climb mountains and wade through these more than 2,000 kilometers of roads?

Moreover, it is not easy for the Lord of the Mansion to explain.

The mid-stage Zhenwu master who was able to win the title in Xixia also used his sword and bowed gently to Jie Lisan: "Bold, please give me advice."

After all, he is a top master in Xixia. Although he is Jie Lisan's opponent, he has a companion in Zhenwu Realm next to him, so he wants to try it. If he doesn't help, he should be able to withdraw.

Xie Lisan curled a little sneer, "It seems that I haven't been in the world for a long time, and my reputation can no longer scare people."

He held the sword and gently tapped the tip of the sword to the ground, "Come on! Let me see what kind of ability you Xixia masters have."

The two powerful people in the True Martial Realm dare not have any entrustedness. One held a sword and the other held a sword, and they attacked Jie Lisan together, both of which were surging artistic conception.

There was a storm in the courtyard.

The masters of Shangyuan Realm of Yipintang, who were supported by their companions, formed a horn with three companions, and guarded against each other with two hundred Shenlong Gunners.

The more than ten worshippers in front of Zhao Bing did not dare to get involved in the battle between masters who had reached such a realm, all guarded Zhao Bing and retreated until they were close to the palace gate.

Zhao Bing's face was also a little pale, but he was also captured by the murderous aura that had just emerged from Jie Lisan.

A sword was like thunder, stabbing Jie Lisan’s chest. Before the sword tip arrived, the sword energy was already roaring.

Although the sword light next to him is not as concentrated as the sword energy, it is even fatter, and the energy will cover Jie Lisan.

Those who can reach the True Martial Realm are naturally not ordinary people.

Whether it is an incognito or a well-known Zhenwu Realm powerhouse in Xixia, there will probably be no more than ten people in total, and even fewer people will be won over by Tingchao Mansion. Even if the two Zhenwu Realm are not masters, they are probably not far apart.

Jie Lisan's murderous aura is even more serious than artistic conception. In other words, his murderous aura is inherently integrated with artistic conception, which can make people feel even more jealous.

"But Err."

After gently spitting out these four words from his mouth, Xie Li stabbed several swords in front of him.

It was like a fishy red spirit snake that came out of the cave.

It was not as if the sky collapsed and the earth was broken and the wind was blowing like that.

The swords of Jie Lisan can be said to be ordinary.

However, the two masters of the True Martial Realm changed their expressions. The masters with swords slashed dozens of times in a row, drew their swords and cut off the water, and were able to retreat.

The master of sword holding also drew mysterious arcs in front of his long sword, and then removed the sword move with extremely strong sword intent and murderous aura.

There are marble lamps in the courtyard that are turned into powder.

"Hey!"

Xie Lisan chuckled and jumped to attack for a while but could not adapt to his sword energy, which led to the sword master with a little unstable breath leaving.

The lights in the yard were swaying suddenly.

The master holding the knife's eyes shaking, and he shouted loudly, probably pouring out all his martial arts attainments in this moment.

But even so, he still feels ridiculous as if he is like a child, playing a big sword in front of a strong man.

Even if this devil is not at the peak of Zhenwu, I am afraid that the Zhenwu is approaching the peak in the later stage. This level of cultivation is really beyond his estimate.

The master of sword holding should have gone to help his companions at this time, but he glanced at Zhao Bing from the corner of his eyes, but suddenly changed his mind.

It's ridiculous that this old devil relied on his strength and actually revealed such a flaw.

His toes were tapped on the ground like a dragonfly, killing Zhao Bing, who was only two feet away.

This distance is completely negligible for the masters of the Zhenwu realm.

As soon as the person moved, the sword light was already surging towards Zhao Bing.

The more than ten worshippers in front of Zhao Bing used weapons to resist these sword lights transformed from within.

But with their strength, they are obviously like ants in front of the Zhenwu realm masters.

This is just a sword light, which has already made them in a hurry.

"Um!"

A sword light passed by Zhao Bing's arm and cut through the python robe. Zhao Bing covered his arm and groaned.

More than ten worshippers died and were injured in an instant.

The master holding the sword showed a sneer, and his body was about to be close to Zhao Bing. However, the internal energy surging at the tip of the sword was held but not released.

He didn't come to kill Zhao Bing.

As long as Zhao Bing is captured, it is not difficult to be afraid that the old devil will not be afraid of being afraid of being a lie. Instead, taking Zhao Bing to Xixia with him will definitely not be difficult.

But at this moment, Xie Lisan, who should have taken advantage of the opportunity to kill the sword master, suddenly appeared in front of him.

"roll!"
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