The long sword in a person's hand flew into his hand.
This time he became more careful when he handed over the sword.
It made Luo Liyan pick it up, and became cautious.
The scene was a bit funny, like some kind of ceremony was going on.
In fact, it's not that Luo Liyan's strength is too weak, but that Shangguan Zizhuo's sword was made of black iron for thousands of years, and it has been in the hands of successive generations of demon cult leaders.
The weight is naturally extraordinary.
When she turned around again, she saw Fu Wenhao looking at her ferociously.
And the group of people behind him, because he didn't move, also held their weapons tightly, standing there like a wooden man.
Luo Liyan could see deep fear in their eyes, as well as the urge to run away.
In fact, none of them knew that with their strength, if they fell into the hands of the leader of the Demon Cult, they could only sacrifice their swords with blood.
But it happened that the leader was relatives of the leader of the martial arts. If they ran away, no matter what happened to Fu Wenhao, they would all have feud with Luoxia Villa.
In the future, if they are in the righteous way of martial arts, the entire sect will be excluded.
The sword in Luo Liyan's hand flipped and pointed at Fu Wenhao.
His eyes instantly burst into a biting anger.
It's like a husband who catches a woman.
Heh... It seems that he really regards the original owner of this body as his property.
But whether it was the original owner of the body or himself, no one had the slightest interest in him.
The weapons of the two men collided.
There was a loud noise, and the people behind Fu Wenhao also wanted to make a move.
But an internal force came up, and they knelt down on the ground before they could even move their hands.
Some of them were weak in martial arts, and even spurted blood directly.
Luo Liyan used the skill of the original owner of her body to deal with Fu Wenhao very casually.
At the moment, I was distracted again and went to see those people.
So much so that Fu Wenhao took advantage of the loophole, and the sword directly stabbed at her heart.
Feeling the sword energy, Luo Liyan subconsciously wanted to hide.
But even the waist moved, but he forcibly endured it.
Does she want to hide? !
If he hides, as Shangguan Zizhuo's eyes are so poisonous, it is very likely that he will reveal his secrets.
But if you don't hide... you won't get hurt.
It's just that this Fu Wenhao is still alive, so I can't guarantee it.
Luo Liyan was struggling, but felt an arm suddenly across her waist, hugging her into a warm embrace.
The long sword in Shangguan Zizhuo's hand resisted Fu Wenhao's offensive, looking very casual.
But the murderous intent on Fu Wenhao's face froze suddenly, and the long sword in his hand was even broken.
He took two steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
Then he knelt directly on the ground.
"My people can hurt you, but you are not the ones who will be killed!" Shangguan Zizhuo's cold voice reached everyone's ears.
It seems arrogant and arrogant, without any reason.
But Luo Liyan's heart thumped like a deer.
"Scholars can be killed, but not laid down!"
Those people gritted their teeth and struggled to get up from the ground.
Fu Wenhao also struggled twice, but finally fell heavily on the ground.
Luo Liyan pressed her head against Shangguan Zizhuo's chest, and heard him sneer contemptuously.
Then a black internal force swung out from the sword, not to mention those who were still standing, even those who were lying on the ground and did not get up were also severely injured.