Chapter 313: The Sword Sect appears, the Demonic Camp arrives

Finally, we are out of Chapter 3. It’s better to be late than to be late. Do you think so?***, *** recommend tickets!

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On the back of the canyon are mountains.

Few people come here, and all kinds of plants grow densely. If they are in the south, they are probably similar to tropical rainforests. But in the north, they are not as dense, but they are still full of messy flowers and green willows.

Wang Ce came down alone.

It was an excellent opportunity. The short and fat man showed his eyes and said that a martial master with special fighting spirit secret technique seemed to disappear and sneaked to Wang Ce.

He severely hurt him! He did not have the opportunity to show his feelings, seize him, and then leave. The martial master thought silently!

Almost succeeded, almost succeeded. However, Wang Ce's heart came out leisurely, and it was the turtle shell that Wu Zun could not break for a short time.

If he missed a blow, he would escape immediately! The moment when the martial master was about to use the secret technique of fighting spirit to escape, he was shocked to find that after he suddenly concealed his body, the scene where he was sneaking away seemed to hit a head-on against a certain iron wall!

There was a thin halo in front of me, as if it was a qi, but it was actually... the heart!

The Wu Zun suddenly changed his expression. He turned around and looked at Wang Ce who was angry and said coldly: "I will let everyone understand today. Not everyone can come whenever they want, and leave whenever they want!"

"Listen to the spring rain overnight in the small building!" That's right, it is Lu You's poem and Lu You's mental skill. Lu You is the second civil servant fighting spirit that Wang Ce was resurrected some time ago.

My heart was leaping, and a layer of star-like light shone, faintly surrounding the invisible martial master. If you have the will, you can go and show me.

Wang Ce's eyes showed fierce light. If you don't kill a few people today, people think I have no temper anymore. I am such a good man.

The martial master sneered, not thinking that Wang Ce was so strong, but he was still trying hard to break this imprisonment. At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded!

In the midst of the mountain where the air was originally humid, a drop of dew suddenly sounded in silence, and then two or three drops, a string of water drops seemed to surround and fill this place.

It was the sound of the dripping sword, soft and gentle, burning the most intense temperature!

However, the place where the heart is covered is like a small building that traps Wu Zun, and the flowing light slowly condenses into drops of rain!

This martial master's expression changed drastically. What is this?

Wang Cesenran, I said, this is "Little Building Listen to Spring Rain overnight". With the small building, there will naturally be rain! Lu You brought aggressiveness to his heart for the first time.

The lingering spring rain formed by the heart erodes the martial priest's energy bit by bit.

"Break it for me!" Wang Ce roared loudly, his green robe swelling endlessly, and his momentum became more and more amazing.

The martial master's energy broke in response to the sound and was shattered in a blink of an eye. The short and fat man hiding in the dark could no longer help but stomped his feet and turned around and attacked Wang Ce!

Glazed Gold! Kill this bitch for me!

After seeing the infinite golden glory, the trapped Wu Zun was stunned to see his body falling down piece by piece, like a brick wall, falling down piece by piece, and then collapsed.

The short and fat man rushed towards him like a cheetah, and a gust of energy exploded, destroying all kinds of plants along the way and turning into ashes.

His force is invincible, and it actually gives people the illusion that he has a full blown attack, and he can break Wang Ce's heart with just one shot!

At this time, between Wang Ce and the short and fat man, a sword suddenly appeared. As the sword seemed to be ordinary, the blue light shone slowly!

"Ah!" The short fat man noticed the terrible part of the sword, and his expression changed instantly. He braked in horror, and retreated with lightning.

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But the sword was brilliant and stunning blue sword light rushed into the sky, as if it was hit by a missile, and the blue light shrank and condensed into a line.

Puchi! The short and fat man groaned, nailed like a wooden stake, and was filled with shock and anger. A little sword mark appeared on his forehead, slowly soaking a trace of blood: "Who are you, how dare you ruin my big deal!"

A beautiful figure stood in front of Wang Ce and said softly: "Sword God Mountain, Song Yunxian."

The short fat man wiped the blood from his forehead and said coldly: "It turns out that Jian Shenshan also wants to interfere in the Immortal Bird's business!"

Song Yunxian was a woman like water. She couldn't tell her age. She just shook her head slightly: "What a selves, I don't know. I'm here to protect him!"

After saying that, he ignored the short and fat man and looked at Wang Ce, full of anticipation and anxiety: "What is your relationship with Wang Hun? Do you know his whereabouts?"

Ah? Uncle Wang Hun actually has a girl who loves her too! Wang Ce was surprised and looked at her, and shook his head: "I don't know, but should I call you Wuzong? Or call you aunt?"

Song Yunxian was out of sight for a while and murmured to herself. Only Wang Ce heard her slightly say, "Is he still not seeing me?"

Wang Ce admires him so much. Uncle Wang Hun is so cool. Such a gentle beauty can even be shaken by just saying that she is really a man among men and a fighter in a mobile phone.

Song Yunxian has a deserted aura. She looks gentle as water, but not easy to touch.

At the moment when Wang Ce confronted the short and fat man, Ren Wuzong, Wang Yucheng and others rushed down one after another. Wang Ce's eyes turned around on Ren Wuzong and shook his head. If he had to rely on these people, there would be no hope.

Fighting? Wang Yucheng and others' eyebrows became entangled.

Wang Ce suddenly smiled happily and just play. Emperor Lu wanted to see his trump card, but it was not a problem. He knew the problem clearly. He had no trump card at all, or his trump card was not around.

The mysterious Martial Emperor that Emperor Lu was concerned about was Ji Qianbai. Ji Qianbai was picking flowers at some rotten place. Emperor Lu was afraid of Emperor Tang’s Da Neiba, and the problem was that the Da Neiba had already gone back.

Wang Ce originally thought that another sword sect from Jianshen Mountain had not come, but now he showed up. However, it didn't seem to be very reliable.

Emperor Lu wants to see the trump card? Look at Mao.

Wang Ce's trump card is not at all, but at himself. If the deeds of the law are in danger and the spirit army fights to the death, he will be able to escape into the ghost world. Once he enters the ghost world, he will be like a fish in water.

After a while, the idea was straightened out. A fierce light appeared in his eyes. Wang Ce sneered and took out a firework signal: "It's not too late to kill these old rabbits!"

A spark soared into the sky, exploding into a unique flower, sprinkling in the sky.

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Somewhere far away.

Liu Yexing was by the Luoshui River, scooping water on his face a few times, looking back at these deified camp masters with different expressions.

The Demonized Camp is the Daquan of Emperor Lu.

Wang Ce guessed wrongly. This time it was not the arrangement of Emperor Lu, but the arrangement of Hu Bao, the commander of Jinying. Liu Yexing looked at the reflection silently, but he was somewhat unable to understand what the arrangement of Lord Hu Bao was intended.

In order to take advantage of the situation to plan to encircle and suppress the forces of various countries and all walks of life, it has little significance to Dalu.

Yan and Ling will not let their people take action in Dalu easily, or even come to Dalu easily. Even if they come, they will not send their main combat power, so it is of little significance to wipe out.

Since the appearance of the Immortal Bird, everything has become very strange and messy. Many people have their own ulterior motives and purposes, and a cunning Wang Ce and the unsure of the mind. Liu Yexing felt confused for the first time, and everything seemed to be clueless.

Lord Hu, I can't figure it out! Liu Yexing thought to himself, smiled bitterly, and was excited: "Here you come!"

In the distant horizon, a firework is not conspicuous in the sun during the day, but it cannot stop the master's observation.

"It's a signal." Liu Yexing turned around and looked at the group of masters of the deification camp with respect: "Sir, it's time for us to take action!"

Everyone nodded and said, Liu Yexing decisively rushed to the fireworks launch site with everyone!

It was a long distance, but it took only a while for Wuzong to see it. When everyone came here together, they saw a mess below, fighting in a mess.

"Hmm? A master of the deification camp!" The short and fat man was not surprised, and he threw his eyes out, and everyone fought and retreated.

A group of Wuzong Wu Zuns of this great rule came to join the battle, and became more and more chaotic. But at this moment, somewhere, a slightly fat short man's body made a sound of exploding beans, and he gradually became thinner and taller.

Then, the man put on a mask, emitted a ray of cold and vicious light, rubbed his body and jumped out. In a blink of an eye, he punched him out, and a martial master of the deified camp was killed on the spot with a crack.

Almost at the same time, another Wu Zong from the Demonic Camp groaned and was hit by an ordinary punch, and blood spurted out hundreds of meters.

This man seemed to fall from the sky, and was invincible in divine power. In a blink of an eye, he killed two Divine Camp Martial Masters and injured one Wu Zong, which shocked the audience as soon as he came.

Could it be the Liuli Wushu Sect? Wang Ce shrank his head and was cautious and creepy. However, he saw the people in the Shenhua Camp angrily scolding him: "This person is not the Wu Emperor, nor is it the Liuli Wushu Sect!"

Is it worth being happy if it is not Emperor Wu? Wang Ce secretly curled his lips. If it is not Emperor Wu, he can also severely damage another Wuzong with one punch. That is about the level of half-imperial soul, and a fierce man of n hits.

As the focus of various battles, Wang Ce was in a very relaxed mood and even had a lot of fun to greet Liu Yexing.

After staring at the guy wearing a mask for a long time, Wang Ce felt thoughtful. Seeing that a Wu Zong fell down due to severe damage, he felt cold in his heart and hurriedly ran over to help the Wu Zong, the blood-spraying deified camp, get up!

Wang Ce was laughing, and his smile suddenly frozen and turned into fear, looking behind the severely injured Wu Zong!

The Wuzong's expression changed drastically. He used his backhand to protect Wang Ce with his backhand. This fierce palm hit the back, but it did not give Wuzong the feeling of hitting him!

Why didn't he hit? Didn't anyone attack? Wu Zong was confused and stunned.

In a vague way, he seemed to hear a wonderful sound in the rumbling fight!

The sound of dewdrops!

Wang Ce smiled and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Wuzong is Wuzong, and his reaction is much faster than that of ordinary people!"

"Of course, you will naturally die much faster than ordinary people, which is in line with the identity of Fu Wuzong."

The Wuzong slowly turned his head, full of anger and resentment, and a circle of blood-colored marks burst out on his neck. When he turned his head, his head gently slid down and rolled at his feet!
Chapter completed!