Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 22: The Battle of Chengguan(2/2)

Now Di Chou's expression changed drastically. He knew that this sword was important and he never dared to let it go. He could only give it a try with his full cooperation with the sword.

But without the magic weapon controlled by the master, even if it is a clever creature, it will not be able to exert its full power.

"clang!

"

The two magic weapons collided. Xu Tong just used Tai Chi swordsmanship lightly. He pulled and pressed to remove the magical power from Meng Tai Sword. He even took the opportunity to kick Di Qiu in the chest.

Kick the person directly into the air.

"Hey, it's not because Meng Taijian is defeated, it's just because Di Chou is not a good man. If Xiao Leshan comes in person, maybe this battle will still be suspenseful!"

When everyone sees this, they can't help but complain about Meng Taijian. There are only three regrets in the world: he cannot fulfill his filial piety before his bedside, his famous ministers do not meet his wise king, and his divine soldiers fall into the world.

Although Di Chou is the top master in the world, he is not a strong swordsman and cannot exert the power of the divine sword at all. One can imagine how angry and aggrieved he feels when the divine sword clangs at this moment.

Fortunately, at this moment, the vitality chariot from behind quickly arrived. Without giving Xu Tong a chance to continue his last strike, he pulled Di Chou back into the chariot.

"puff!

"

Before Di Chou could stand firm, he spit out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly injected a large amount of vitality into Meng Taijian to calm Meng Taijian's anger, otherwise the sword would rush out crazily in the next moment.

, go and fight to the death with the pure Yang sword in Xu Tong's hand.

Even if it is defeated and destroyed, Meng Tai Sword will never retreat. This is the pride of the divine weapon and the spirit of this sword.

Fortunately, at this moment, Yeluqi grabbed the sword from the side.

Yeluqi gently stroked the blade of the sword with his fingers, and sprinkled blood on the blade with his fingers. The divine soldier, who was extremely restless for a moment, was able to be calmed down.

"Don't worry, I will keep a record of today's revenge, and I will definitely recover this debt for you!"

After absorbing Yeluqi's blood, Meng Taijian's anger finally subsided.

"Yang Hong, I think you win today, but it won't be long before I catch up with you. Then we'll have to settle today's debt!"

Yeluqi's eyes were clear and his voice was low, but no one would doubt his determination.

After all, he is Yeluqi, the appointed prince of the Northern Barbarians. With the assistance of the Yuanqi Divine Sect and the support of the Xiao family behind him, sooner or later he will be able to become one of the top masters.

Facing Yeluqi's challenge, Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, but stared at Yeluqi's face calmly and asked: "Left cheek or right cheek?"
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next