Hidden Blade Chapter 143: Kunlun Tribulation

Yuan Xiucheng was stunned, he was a little puzzled.

I am puzzled by the calculation of his own palace master. Since he has already discovered that Xu Han has fed Liu Sheng's blood, what is the significance of this trip to the Demon Suppression Tower? Not to mention the consumption of so many Senluodian elite, more importantly, after this incident, Senluodian will inevitably be exposed to the eyes of Daxiajianghu, which is not a good thing for Senluodian.

But Yuan Xiucheng didn't have a reason to ask. He was very clear about the rules in the Senluodian. Some things should be asked, and some things should not be asked.

The black shadow seemed to see Yuan Xiucheng's doubts. What was surprising was that he whispered at that time: "After taking the sword, there must be a demon king to slaughter."

After these words were spoken, Yuan Xiucheng's expression changed, but before he recovered, the dark shadow suddenly disappeared.

Only Yuan Xiucheng remained in Nuo Da's door at this moment.

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Xu Han did not show any surprises about the appearance of Guanglin ghost.

After killing Ke Yuan and others, he noticed that there was another person on this ninth floor, but the other party had been hiding his breath, and was not discovered by Ke Yuan and others, but he could not escape his body now. Xu Han's sense of cultivation has reached the seventh realm.

So Xu Han did not leave, but sat cross-legged on the spot, waiting quietly for the person to appear.

It’s just that although he had anticipated all this, Xu Han’s brows were still frowning when he saw the ghost of Guanglin.

In the entire town magic tower, the opponent Xu Han didn't want to meet was him.

Of course, this worry was only a flash, Xu Han stood up, he looked at the Guanglin ghost who was a head shorter than him, and asked in a deep voice: "What? You have also been the killer of Senluodian. ?"

Guanglin Ghost was not interested in chatting with Xu Han, his face sank, and he repeated what he said before: "Get out of the way."

Xu Han heard his determination in the cold tone of the monk since he was a child, and he knew that this battle was inevitable.

So he also put away the interest to continue speaking, he looked down at Guanglin Ghost, and the purple light haunted Xu Han's body again, the majestic aura swaying like ripples centered on him.

This majestic coercion that was enough to make the monks of the Great Evolution Realm feel chilling fell on the young monk, but it didn't make him feel a little strange.

He just frowned and said displeasedly: "I don't want to kill."

When Xu Han heard the words, he turned his head and looked at the last cruising order that was still flashing. A hand suddenly stretched out, and a sword light flew out from the cuff, and then the cruising light was shaking again. Broken, then he looked at the little monk again, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "I don't want to fight you either."

"But it seems that we all have no choice."

The two looked at each other, and they were both speechless.

The aura of Guanglin Ghost's whole body also began to rise, Xu Han's eyes condensed, he could not see the depth of the little monk, but as he said before, he had no choice. Therefore, when his toes touched the ground at that time, he was going to bully him.

A big battle was about to kick off at this moment, but at the moment when the two met hand-to-hand, two white lights suddenly rose from the feet of the two and wrapped the two who were rushing towards each other. Before the two of them could react, the white light flashed, and their figures disappeared in the ninth floor of this town's magic tower.

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Standing outside the town's magic tower, Xiao An, looking at the cloudy sky and thunder-snaking sky, his brows became deeper and deeper.

He moved his shoulders, touched the old monk on the side, and asked with a weird expression: "Why do I feel that the weather is wrong?"

At this moment, only him and the old monk were left outside the town's magic tower, and the group of monks who had summoned the town's magic tower and were sitting outside. The rest of the people either benefited from the Demon Suppression Tower, so they were badly injured, and they all left one after another. Even Nangong sister and brother said what they were going to do, and led a large number of sword-holding men down the mountain aggressively.

The old monk is still the appearance of bowing his eyebrows, he said softly: "People have good fortune every day, the moon is cloudy, sunny, and lacking, and thunder and rain are only sparse and ordinary things. Lord, command the big summer rivers and lakes, and should not be surprised..."

The old monk babbled and talked, but Xiao Yan had interrupted him for a long time, but at this moment, Pavilion Master Xiao didn't have this leisure.

He raised his head and stared at the sky, watching the electric python thunder snakes that are gathering more and more in the clouds, his mind is no longer the old monk's nagging.

The old monk seemed to be a little surprised that Xiao An was willing to listen to him telling these great truths today. He couldn't help but feel happy. He secretly said that Xiao Yan was fascinated by him, and finally he had a root of wisdom. He raised his head and was about to praise Xiao Anliang. sentence.

Boom!

But at that moment a huge thunder rang through, and the old monk was startled, but the thunder snake roared and landed on the ground not far from them.

"This..." The old monk was speechless for a moment, staring blankly at the clearing where the thunder snake smashed out of the charred cave.

"My **** said that the weather is not right!" Xiao Yan also recovered at this time~IndoMTL.com~ He let out an angry curse, but the voice fell silent.

Boom!

Boom!

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Several thunders exploded again, and several thunder snakes rushed down and landed around them again.

"Is this the **** tribulation? Old man, are you the end of the day, don’t tell me someone Xiao, want me to help you fight this tribulation?" Xiao Yan looked at the old monk beside him, cursing. Asked.

The old monk has a bitter expression: "I inherit from Buddhism and cultivate immeasurable merits. I have a lotus buddhist ceremony to add my own body. If merit is enough, it will be a hundred years of vitality. If merit is not enough, it will be sitting on the ground and pass away. Why do we need to pass the catastrophe?" /

"Then this is a catastrophe that can't kill Xiao somebody after all, right?" Xiao Yan said again, but the expression on his face suddenly solidified when he finished speaking.

The old monk was taken aback, followed Xiao An’s gaze, not losing to the panic on Xiao An’s face, and then climbed up to the old monk’s eyebrows.

Nine sky thunders have just fallen, and nine scorched pits have been exploded in the open space around this town’s magic tower. At this moment, the **** in those pits suddenly wriggled, and there were silhouettes. He actually stood up from those pits just then.

They were naked to the top, their sturdy bodies shone like iron and bronze, shining with a strange light.

Their eyes are indifferent, like the ice that has gone through thousands of years, but still hasn't melted.

The whole body was washed away with terrifying pressure, endless, turbulent like a sea, like a demon god, despising all the mundane things in the world.

They are...

When he saw the appearance of those things, Xiao Yan's face changed drastically. He stared at the figures who suddenly came here and walked around the magic tower like a machine, and then stood still. I couldn't help but let out an exclamation: "Kunlun Jie!!!"

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