"Shut up!"

What it feels like to have a hundred flies buzzing in their ears? Fu Tianchou now knows.

But when he encountered such a fly before, he could say "noisy" lightly and then kill him.

But this time, this fly named "Jiang Ping" is really hateful.

After all, he was also a dignified director of the Martial Arts Department and was once a famous hero in the world.

But what is the difference between it and a gangster at this moment?

But he had no choice.

He shouted in despair:

"Seven Nights Demon Lord, if you have the ability to fight fairly with me, what's the ability to send someone to harass me?!"

"Jiang Ping, if you still think you have the shame of a warrior, then shut up!"

Qiye's attack was temporarily suspended and he looked at Jiang Ping helplessly.

He obviously could beat him, but now he is a little overwhelmed.

Of course, he doesn't care much about these false names.

But this guy is a bit interesting. In addition to the Supreme Oriental, this person is the object he met who could barely test his sword with him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been fighting for so long, just using him to prove his martial arts.

In addition to his talent, he has the strength he has become today, and he has relied on these repeated battle training to achieve his continuous surpassing strength.

Otherwise, there is any battle that cannot be solved with one move of "drawing the sword and killing the sky".

If so, then two swords.

Jiang Ping didn't care about Fu Tianchou's clamor, but when he saw Qiye's gaze, he immediately smiled embarrassedly:

"If you hit you, I will call me, otherwise I will feel unhappy."

"But ahem, I've used up my lines, you guys continue."

After saying that, he glared at Fu Tianchou.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Tianchou spat directly, and hated her teeth: "Shameless child! Fu is ashamed to be with you!"

"The Martial Arts Department has you as the director, it will be finished sooner or later!"

He raised his sword and the sea of ​​blood fell.

The people of the sea of ​​blood, the immortal demon sword!

The forty-meter sword reappears in the world.

Qiye shook his head slightly, and wanted to practice more with him.

clang!

The sound of the sword sounded, and the sound was crisp, resounding between heaven and earth.

I saw countless blood swords shattering, and a trace of blood suddenly became more common in the air. Fu Tianchou looked at the blood sword in his hand in a daze.

Bang!

It was like a needle stabbing a balloon full of air, and the blood knife exploded with a bang.

He stroked his fingers with a trace of blood.

At the same time, a faint, light white sword mark appeared in the distant void and then slowly dissipated.

"What a quick sword."

The flash of a fast sword was still flashing in Fu Tianchou's mind.

With his eyesight, he couldn't react.

It is conceivable that if an ordinary master encounters this sword, he will not have any power to resist at all, and he may not even know when he will die.

"You haven't done your best just now?"

Qiye curled his lips: "It's not bad."

"Come again!"

Without waiting for Fu Tianchou to react, another sword resounded through the void.

clang!

The sword was too fast, and it had exceeded the speed that could be observed by the naked eye. Fu Tianchou could only barely use his mental sensing to discover the sword mark that exceeded the distance of the void.

His wrist moved, and a blood knife condensed and formed again.

Facing the sword mark in the void, Fu Tianchou retreated rapidly and slashed out thirteen swords one after another. Each sword had the power to break the mountain and blocked all space.

But every knife made him retreat hundreds of meters.

Wait until the thirteenth knife.

Fu Tianchou had no choice but to retreat and was knocked down in the Divine Sword City, and a small cloud of dust mushrooms rose.

And the swords in the void finally met.

They are like a wooden knife, an iron sword, and the iron sword is cut off and the wooden knife is broken.

Thirteen consecutive pieces were broken, and the final power of the iron sword finally disappeared.

Boom!

The bricks and wood flew everywhere, and Fu Tianchou flew out in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

He stood on the roof, looking up at the seven nights slowly descending under the night sky, as if they were merged with the sky, full of mystery and danger.

"I'm not your opponent."

Fu Tianchou admitted his weakness frankly.

"It is worthy of being the Seven Nights Demon Lord, the first genius in the Demon Sect in three hundred years. In a short period of time, your skills have become great and will be able to reach a higher level.

The second sword god is you.

The sword god Xie Shisan was in a twentieth year of his twenties and was invincible to fight against the great master. At the age of 26, he shocked the world and despaired his peers.

I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would still see a second him.

This is Fu's blessing, and the Divine Sword Sect is unfortunate."

"But I won't give in!"

Fu Tianchou pointed at his chest, and the sea of ​​blood appeared behind him again, as if boundless, filling the void.

Qiye was unmoved, but he was a hundred feet wide of his body, and he was all retreating, and he didn't dare to get close to him at all.

Fu Tianchou remembered the hundreds of years of hard work of his family, but in the end he was not as good as a young man who could be his son.

He was really unwilling to give up, and he saw his hand pulling into his chest, and a long sword dripping from his heart was pulled out of his heart.

"This knife is called Conquering Demon!"

"It was the ancestor of the Divine Sword Sect who spent his whole life to build a real divine weapon. On the day of the sword, strange phenomena appeared in heaven, ghosts cried and howled, but they did not receive the help of myths and eventually stopped under the divine weapon."

"But the ancestor did not give up, but visited the world and explored the secret realm of the ancient tombs, but accidentally discovered a shocking secret."

"That is the three major god-controlling soldiers who have protected Zhao, Wei, and Qin for hundreds of years!"

"At that time, the world was full of conflicts and chaos, and the magical weapons were born one after another, looking for a wise ruler. At the same time, a special method was spread among the rulers of various countries.

That is the permanent method of the divine weapon to control it.

The lords of various countries found the lord of divine weapons they trusted and gave them this method. From then on, the lords became tool slaves and were controlled by one family.

And the most important thing among them is luck.

The magic weapon was refined by the fortune of a country, and from then on it was involved in the destiny of each country, regardless of each other.

The stronger the country, the stronger the magic weapon will be.

Now that the Three Kingdoms are at their peak, the three masters of the God-controlling weapons are in myths and cannot be considered weak.

The bloodline of the Divine Warrior Family was contaminated by the national destiny. From then on, geniuses will be born from generation to generation, but they will not be included in myths for life.

This is the favor of the bloodline of the Divine Warrior, and it is also a curse.

From then on, the family of Divine Warriors could only be loyal to the country and not betrayed, otherwise they would be retaliated by their bloodline and become disabled people."

"And the ancestor of our Divine Sword Sect is worthy of being a genius. From the words in that secret technique, he has learned the method of strengthening and upgrading the magic weapon.

From then on, our Divine Sword Sect began to punish the strong and support the weak and uphold justice, and became a righteous sect that everyone admired.

The reason we do this is to sacrifice the sword with a human being, devour his luck, and let the creatures in the sword be. However, the ancestor is righteous and does not harm ordinary people's lives. However, relying solely on evil people, the effect is really slow.

It was not until the end that the ancestor sacrificed himself to feed the knife that the knife had a trace of spirituality, or demonicity."

"After generations, we will sacrifice people and use the blood of the Fu family as a constraint. Each generation of sect leader will feed the knife in his late years, allowing the sword spirit to grow. After generations, this knife and the blood of the Fu family are integrated and exist between the real and the real world."

"In my generation, the magic sword will eventually come true!"
Chapter completed!