"We are willing to regard Lord Li as the leader of the alliance!"

The dreamer woke up with a word. Many of the city lords who were still shocked immediately reacted. Almost most of them hurriedly saluted Li Beichen and expressed their loyalty.

At this time, who else cares about the Lin family’s feelings?

Even Liao Changhui, the governor of Xunshan County, bowed slightly and expressed his opinion to Li Beichen.

"Everyone, I will definitely not make the choice for today..."

Li Beichen's face was calm and calm, and he smiled. He looked at the many worshiping city lords and said with a chuckling.

But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came, the voice was extremely cold and murderous intent was severe, and his words were directly interrupted: "Yong'an City? Kill my disciple of the Demon Sect, and still want to be the leader of the Beichuan Alliance?!"

It was so majestic that the shouts seemed to come from the horizon, cold and echoing from all directions!

"Um?"

Hua Xiong and Han Qinhu's eyes turned cold, their eyes were like swords, and they suddenly looked to the left. A man in black robe was strode to the meteor, and he was rushing toward the scene at a very fast speed.

With a disdainful sneer, the man took several feet in one step, as if nothing was there, like a ghost.

His face was extremely handsome, with slight blood rays flashing in his pupils. If he didn't pay attention, he could not find it at all. He carried three black swords on his back, and his sharpness was introverted.

But the momentum emitted by his whole body was extremely terrifying, like an ancient demon mountain, with cold murderous intent, rolling in to suppress it!

Li Beichen frowned, who is this?

Kill his disciple of the Demon Sect? Demon Sect?

Hua Xiong took a step forward, his eyes as ice as ever, and he would never be transformed. He stared at the man in black robe and shouted: "Come on the name!"

He felt a burst of pressure from the person in front of him, like a mountain and a mountain, much stronger than the elder of the Poison Silkworm Sect who died at his hands.

But because of this, he became extremely excited, with a surging fighting spirit and murderous intent!

What is the point of killing those weak? Only by killing the strong can he show Hua Xiong's heroism!

"Huaxiong, Shangyang City? She is very strong, but unfortunately she is going to be buried here today!"

The man in black robe said lightly, with a very arrogant tone, just like a warrior facing an ordinary person, and he didn't care at all.

"Then let's see who is buried here!"

Hua Xiong sneered. Although this person is extremely powerful and makes him feel very stressed, Hua Xiong is not a weak person!

Who is stronger and who is weaker? The truth is revealed under your hands!

After saying that, I was too lazy to care about who this person was. The sword in my hand rose up, my face turned grim and I cut it out directly!

As if a gust of wind blows, Hua Xiong's figure suddenly crossed dozens of feet and appeared directly in front of the black robe figure. The long sword flashed with dazzling red light, dazzling and slashed in the air!

It was like a tiger roaring with its mouth open, and the blood-colored sword light spread across the void, with an extremely violent momentum, and the air seemed to be unable to bear it, making bursts of explosions!

The black robe's figure stared, her feet gently stepped on her feet, and her body floated backwards, very agile, and she shouted softly: "Sword comes out!"

clang!

The three long swords behind him were one on the left side, and a cheerful sword sound was released instantly, like a black magic dragon, circling in the air!

A series of terrifying sword energy surrounded the whole body. The black robe figure reached out and directly held the strange long sword that looked like a demon dragon, and swung it suddenly in the air!

Suddenly, the sword light as if the sky was shining brightly and the demonic energy was tremendous, as if thousands of ghosts were devouring all things and taking away all their vitality. The terrifying magic light made people frightened and their hearts were chilled.

boom!

The swords collided, and the blood and black light seemed to divide the world and refused to give in to each other. Many onlookers fled in horror, looking at the legendary scene in front of them, unable to speak.

"This... this is at least an intermediate master above the fourth level, right?"

Liao Changhui murmured, with his cunning, he was inevitably frightened and his face turned extremely pale.

Bang!

The swords and swords separated, Hua Xiong flew back several feet in the air, staggered back, obviously losing to the enemy, but his expression was even more excited, and his fighting spirit was crazy. He did not stop, stepped on the ground, flew forward again, and his long sword fell!

A fierce tiger phantom was slashed out by him, roaring and roaring, and his fierce eyes were staring at the man in black robe, emitting an astonishing sharp edge, and he hit him hard!

Tianhu Demon Sword!

The black robe figure raised his eyebrows, and was surprised that he was a powerful existence at the sixth level of the Grandmaster. He was only one step away from being able to be ranked as a high-level Grandmaster and stand at the top of the dynasty.

But the guy who is at most powerful and of the fourth level of the Grand Master in front of him was not injured by his sword?!

"snort!"

The man snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand pierced out with all his strength. Suddenly, it seemed as if a star fell, and the dark magic lights condensed, circling and twisting, surrounding the sword, rushing and roaring!

The sword light was dazzling and extremely sharp. It seemed that there was a strange fantasy scene in front of everyone, with stars falling and falling in the sky!

Rumble!!

The tiger king cried out as if it was smashed by a heavy star, his body fell down, his fierce eyes shining with fierce light suddenly burst into pieces, turning into blood-colored spots, floating in the air.

A trace of ferociousness flashed across Hua Xiong's face, his legs were like two iron pillars, standing fiercely on the ground, without retreating, and the long sword and the long sword were fighting without any allowance!

The man in black robe looked cold and his face turned cold. The sword in his hand instantly burst out with great force. The magic light surged, pushing Hua Xiong back several feet straight!

"This... this is the Star Fallen Demon Sword of Xuanmo Sect!!"

The governor of Xunshan County and Liao Changhui, the head of the Liao family, suddenly exclaimed with a panic expression. He looked at the figure of the man in black robe, and was extremely frightened!

"What? Xuan... Xuan Demon Sect?!"

When the people around him heard this, they were shocked, their scalp numb, and their eyes suddenly became extremely frightened.

Xuanmo Sect?

Li Beichen's eyes narrowed, Xuanmo Sect, one of the evil demons and heretics in the eight directions!

This is the most peak force in the Dawu Dynasty. How could it appear here?

Moreover, the Xuanmo Sect actually stood up for the Poison Silkworm Gate?

In an instant, Li Beichen seemed to understand something.

The Poison Silkworm Gate used its powerful and ruthless poison skills to directly exterminate the Liuyue Gate all over the mountains, leaving no chickens and dogs, which shocked the world.

Afterwards, the Xuanmo Sect must have played a great role in this!

"happy!"

Hua Xiong was full of blood and screamed, his head was covered in black hair, and his eyes were as bright as a magic lamp. This was the first time since his birth, he was suppressed and beaten!

"Come again!"

Taking a deep breath, the long blood-red sword in his hand lifted it backwards, and a huge phantom of a fierce tiger appeared behind him, his eyes were captivating, and his might was everywhere!

cut!

The man in black robe frowned and felt a little impatient. He didn't even take this person down with his two swords?

As an elder of the Xuanmo Sect, he has a high status and strong strength. Can he continue to fight against a warrior with the fourth level of the master?!

"The sword comes out!"

He Yuan shouted loudly, stretched out his left hand, and suddenly, the long sword on the right side behind was unsheathed in the air, the sword sounded and the sword energy roared!

He held the sword in both hands, and the dazzling sword light instantly covered everything, and the painted black magic light spread across the sky!

When the two swords fought, He Yuan's murderous intent rose in his eyes, like a cross-blade light sword, with the sword energy flying, slashing towards Hua Xiong!

Bang! Bang!

Hua Xiong is flying!

Dozens of feet away, falling in the air, a narrow wound on his chest surging blood and flesh, blood oozing out rapidly, and soon dyeing half of his body red.

With a rebellious look on Hua Xiong's eyes full of fighting spirit. He didn't care about his injuries. It was like a volcano, surging and war was like a rainbow!

"Where are the elite Xiliang?!"
Chapter completed!