I saw the black sword slave crumbling like fragments.
In an instant, an unrivaled sword intent surged out.
"No, that's impossible." Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Jizi roared as if he had gone crazy.
Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lu Jizi fell limply to the ground.
Mu Fan was stunned, his eyes turned to Xuanyuanming.
Xuanyuan Ming remained expressionless, as if the battle below had nothing to do with him.
On the contrary, Xiaoyao Wang next to him was a little nervous.
"Win, did you win?" He Xiaopang seemed a little unbelievable.
It may be completely different from what he thought in his heart.
It was too unexpected to win in just two strokes.
"Not quite right." Mu Fan frowned.
The situation in the arena is not that simple, both breaths are still there.
Lu Jizi didn't seem to have suffered much damage.
Sister Xuanyuan seems to have entered a strange state.
"Don't think I should have eaten you!" Lu Jizi, who collapsed to the ground, slammed his fist on the ring.
Suddenly flying sand and stones.
With this force he rose into the sky.
"eat you
eat you
As long as I eat you, I will be the owner of Bishui Villa
As long as I eat you, my Yin Tianzi will be the strongest."
Lu Jizi seemed to be possessed by a demon, and the black mist on his body became heavier and heavier.
"ah"
The fog suddenly swept across the entire arena.
There is only a little bit of purple light, which is slightly thin in this dark mist.
Even if they are far off the field, everyone can feel the pain on their faces.
Xuanyuan Ming, who was sitting tall, had a gloomy expression and clenched his fists.
"If you survive this, you must survive this."
Xiaoyao Wang, who had been paying attention to him for a long time, shook his head following his tone.
If it doesn't work out, it will be self-defeating.
Tieyi Shenhou on the other side closed his eyes slightly, and seemed very complacent.
"Yin Tianzi" saw the crazy Lu Jizi roaring again.
The surrounding fog once again solidified, frantically gathering in one place.
A huge and different sword slave slowly took shape.
"That's bad, Sister Xuanyuan," Mu Fan frowned.
Mu Fan felt that if the other party was condensed into this sword slave, even Xuanyuan Ming's end would not be easy.
Especially the dots of purple light on the field, with Sister Xuanyuan's aura attached to it.
If it was shattered once, I'm afraid sister Xuanyuan would lose her soul.
The purple rays of light gathered together did not seem to sense the imminent threat.
Gradually gathered again and again, and then slowly formed a small dark purple sword.
But this size is really too small compared to the black sword slave.
From foot to head, this sword slave slowly condensed into shape.
There was actually a killing intent in a pair of eyes.
With a sweep of his eyes, those with lower strength could not stop trembling.
The long sword in that hand slowly condensed into shape.
Mu Fan really wanted to rush up and interrupt him.
It can be seen that if the long sword is condensed and formed.
Let alone sister Xuanyuan.
Even everyone here cannot escape this sword.
"Haha Yin Tianzi is indeed the strongest martial arts." Lu Jizi turned his eyes to Xuanyuan Ming who was sitting on the top with a gloomy face.
"Old man, from today onwards I will be the owner of Bishui Villa"
Only the tip of the long sword failed to converge.
Just as Lu Jizi was about to wave his hand, he pointed at the remaining purple light.
A dark black long sword protruded from his body.
"cough cough"
Blood poured out desperately from Lu Jizi's mouth.
Lu Jizi looked back mechanically.
I saw purple red jumping in the eyes of the tall sword slave behind him.
"Cough cough."
Lu Jizi raised his hand with a ferocious expression, wanting to say something, his mouth squirmed and blood dripped.
A purple long sword went straight to his head.
"swish"
The huge head rolled over twice unwillingly.
Immediately afterwards, both eyes lost their expression.
It was very quiet.
Mu Fan's expression finally relaxed.
It seems that it is my sister Xuanyuan who is in control of the situation.
Moreover, Sister Xuanyuan seems to have fallen into a strange state.
The breath on his body is clearly weakening.
But the little sword is getting brighter and sharper.
Like an unsheathed blade, hurting people's eyes.
The surrounding black mist was directly crazily absorbed by the little purple sword.
"Is this devouring?" Mu Fan stared at the little purple sword, and would rush to save people if something went wrong.
But there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this little purple sword.
Only then did the audience break free from the shock.
"Oh my god, this is too strong. The sword slave just glared at me, and I almost felt like I was going to die, but I didn't expect Xuanyuan Rou to be stronger, and directly devoured the sword slave."
"Who says it's not, but this time, Bishui Villa is over."
Some people gloated and cast a glance at Xuanyuan Ming who was sitting above without any fluctuations in his face.
"The favored Lu Jizi died, and the abandoned Xuanyuan Rou became stronger and stronger. I don't know how this old man Xuanyuan Ming's eyes grow."
"Yeah, yeah, I just said something about cleaning up the door, I think it's a slap in the face now."
"What's this called? It's called losing my wife and losing my army. I think Bishui Mountain Villa is finished. No one can pass it on now, unless this old man is shameless and forcefully takes Xuanyuanrou back."
"Even if he wants to pick it up, he may not necessarily go."
Mu Fan frowned when he heard the discussions around him.
Things are far from that simple.
Although Sister Xuanyuan has always looked at a disadvantage, Mu Fan always feels that the Yin Tianzi is flawed.
From the very beginning, it seemed that Lu Jizi had been in a strong position.
Sister Xuanyuan's phaseless sword bone can be overcome with softness.
Every step is so clever.
It's incredible.
It's almost as if someone has figured it out.
And this state is definitely absorbing the black mist.
That means that this black mist is experience. After swallowing the black mist, Sister Xuanyuan, the Wuxiang Sword Bone must go to another level.
This is too coincidental.
"All right, all right, let's not say a few words." Someone who is better than Bishui Villa quickly stopped the surrounding gossip.
Many people looked at Xuanyuan Ming.
I want to find regret or pain from his face.
But the old god Xuanyuan Ming was sitting there, his eyes closed without any expression.
On the contrary, the hand that was clenched just now has been opened and tapped on the chair with ease.
Slowly following the rhythm, as if thinking of something proud, a comfortable smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.
Everyone in the underground thought that Xuanyuan Ming had lost his mind.
It's all like this, and I can still laugh, isn't it because I got lost and insane
Xiaoyao Wangchang, who was sitting on the side, took a breath and sighed slowly.
"Xuanyuan Ming, Xuanyuan Ming is really hardworking."
King Xiaoyao looked at Xuanyuanming completely differently, with a trace of heaviness and a trace of admiration.