I Have Countless Legendary Swords! Chapter 345: The grand occasion of luck

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, wanting to see who dared to provoke Zhou Xuanji at this moment.

　　 Every sect was suppressed by the enemy when it held the opening ceremony, but Zhou Xuanji ranked second in the world. Who could have such courage?

　　The speaker is the black-robed monk in the team of Toyeon Temple.

　　 Under all eyes, he took a step forward, looked at Zhou Xuanji, who was aloft, and smiled: "Zhou Xuanji, you have the world map, you are indeed lucky, but too fragile, you dare to call yourself the most resourceful in ancient times and today. The strong, are they a little arrogant?"

　　 Zhou Xuanji glanced at him without speaking.

　　 Regarding talent, he didn't brag to outsiders. These are the titles the world puts on his head.

　　 This guy wanted to provoke him for this, and the reason he was looking for was too lame.

　　 The old man of Pirate Cliff and the disciples of Emperor Sword Court looked at the black-robed monk coldly, with mocking smiles on their faces.

　　The black-robed monk's face became cold, and he slowly rose up, with strange black air coming out, wrapping around him.

　　"My ancestors have the emperor's strongest person, in terms of talent, no one in the world compares me, I have practiced for nearly a thousand years, and I was born today, just stepping on the name of your sword emperor to majestic the world."

　　 He smiled proudly, and many people were moved.

　　 There is a certificate of emperor strong in the ancestors?

　　 This is really amazing.

　　 Unfortunately, Zhou Xuanji was still expressionless, causing the black-robed monk to be angry.

　　 There is a feeling of hitting the cotton with all his strength.

　　 unhappy!

　　 He stared at Zhou Xuanji and sneered: "What? Panic? Zhou Xuanji, let's do it, today I will defeat you in front of the hero of the world!"

　　 With his arms open, his black energy turned into a black Buddha shadow, like a big Buddha with evil fire.

　　The Black Buddha quickly climbed up, trying to reach the same height as the Thousand-Hand Sword Buddha.

　　 At this moment, Thousand-Hand Sword Buddha opened his eyes, two bright lights shining in the sky and the earth, shaking many people's eyes closed.

　　 The Thousand Hands Sword Buddha has moved!

　　 Thousands of arms swung their swords together, as if a thousand swords turned into a sword, smashed with a mighty force, unstoppable.

　　The black-robed monk's eyelids twitched, and just about to resist, the black Buddha behind him was scattered by a sword.

　　bang——

　　 The black-robed monk was cut directly by the giant sword and his body burst into pieces, turning into a cloud of blood, floating in the air.

　　 The sword wind shook the sky, causing countless people's hearts to jump.

　　What an overbearing power!

　　 The world is silent.

　　 Except for the dumbfounded side of Toyeon Temple, no one was surprised, but praised Zhou Xuanji for his greatness.

　　An unknown person also wants to challenge the Sword Emperor?

　　 What about the descendants of the great emperor, after all, is not the great emperor.

　　 How many descendants of the great emperor can prove the emperor again?

　　 Zhou Xuan's body flickered and disappeared out of thin air.

　　 After a second, he returned to the head of the Thousand Hands Sword Buddha.

　　 If you don't stare at him closely, you think he hasn't moved.

　　 Actually, he just took away the soul of the black-robed monk.

　　The cultivation base of this child has reached the Second Tribulation Sanxian, and he is not weaker than the Huangquan Dragon King. Unfortunately, he found the wrong opponent.

　　 But this kid is not simple, you can torture him, maybe he can get good information.

　　"The opening ceremony has officially started, and luck!"

　　 Zhou Xuanji yelled, and then, the entire sky fell violently.

　　 Yin——

　　 A dragon chant sounded, and the Prison Burning Dragon King appeared at the foot of the mountain and transformed into a dragon body. His body quickly doubled, winding around the mountain and winding up.

　　 The mighty dragon body appeared in everyone's eyes, making them dumbfounded.

　　 "Dragon!"

　　 "What a powerful Longwei, is it a Tier 8 great demon?"

　　"More than! Ninth order!"

　　 "My God, besides Huangquan Dragon King, there are other dragons reaching the ninth rank?"

　　"The sword emperor has such a big monster!"

　　The lava flowing under the scales of the Prison Burning Dragon King, exuding hot air, seemed to entangle the clouds, shocking the eyeballs.

The sea of ​​clouds above 　　 shook violently, and another roar sounded, which looked immature compared to the Prison Burning Dragon King.

　　 But the roar grew louder and more majestic.

　　 "This is... the roar of the unicorn?"

　　 Someone exclaimed, causing another uproar.

　　The last time he fought the Sword Saint, Zhou Xuanji was stepping on the fire unicorn.

　　 Isn’t the fire unicorn also easy?

　　 Then I thought, Zhou Xuanji could gather the head of the three ancient mythical beasts only by the Phoenix.

　　 Heaven and Earth aura swarmed towards the top of the mountain, and all the disciples of Emperor Sword Court felt that something was drawn out of their bodies, but they did not feel any discomfort.

　　 Zhou Xiaoqi’s roar became louder and louder, and it was like thunder trembling behind him, deafening.

　　 The Xuanhe monk had an ugly face, and the death of the black-robed monk hit him greatly.

　　 You must know that even he couldn't beat the black-robed monk, but the black-robed monk was killed by Zhou Xuanji in seconds.

　　 Now that he sees the Prison Burning Dragon King and hears the roar of Huo Qilin, he feels inexplicably frustrated.

　　 He is really not as good as Zhou Xuanji.

　　 He suddenly understood why the impossibly immortal Xian Xianghua would be so desperate for Zhou Xuanji.

　　 Maybe she really admires and likes Zhou Xuanji.

　　 It took him so long to have known Xian and wanted to spend so long, and it was the first time he saw her treat such a man like this. Even Emperor Yang didn't make Xian want to be impressed.

　　 Zhou Xuanji doesn't know what the Xuanhe monk is thinking, he is feeling luck.

　　 The invisible air luck rises like a violent wind, and even his air luck is sucked up.

　　The air transport of the whole courtyard is now poured into Zhou Xiaoqi's body.

　　 Zhou Xiaoqi's body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, surrounded by flames, and powerful.

　　"Good luck, worthy of being the sword emperor."

　　 At the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man exclaimed.

　　His name is Li Yinyu, he is dressed in luxurious clothes and has an atmospheric manner. He is the host of Canghailou, who controls the world's intelligence. He also came to visit Zhou Xuanji today, just to witness such a grand occasion~IndoMTL.com~The disciples of Canghailou behind him are all It's a look of admiration.

　　 No wonder Zhou Xuanji can defeat the Juggernaut.

　　It's just this kind of luck, I'm afraid it's already able to compete with Emperor Yang.

　　 At the same time.

　　In the north of the wilderness, in the icy and snowy fields, Liu Wuji, who was walking forward, suddenly raised his eyes to the south.

　　 At this moment, he has returned to his normal shape, no longer skinny, his eyes are still glowing with green light, and his white hair is dancing, he is walking in the vastness like an evil demon.

　　"What a majestic luck, is it Zhou Xuanji or Yangdi?"

　　 He muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth raised, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

　　 When he was absorbing the essence of the Evil King and Fu Hao, he also absorbed their memories, and he had an understanding of the present day, and he was no longer ignorant.

　　 He immediately turned around and walked towards the south.

　　 Originally, he wanted to **** the essence of all the creatures in the north, but now, he can't wait to absorb the essence of Zhou Xuanji and Emperor Yang.

　　 hundreds of thousands of miles away.

　　Bai Hao stands on the cliff with his heart and wind, and his back is like spring all the year round, the landscape is picturesque, and the icebergs in front are undulating, just like the other world.

　　"Since ancient times, the north has been the place of suppression. The Great, your magical soldier is located in the north, will you run into Liu Wuji?"

　　 Feng Kule asked cautiously. Ever since he learned that Liu Wou-ki was resurrected, he had been frightened.

　　With Liu Wuji's strength, he can kill whoever he wants. No one can stop him.

　　Bai Hao turned his lips up, and smiled contemptuously: "What is Liu Wuji, this emperor is not weaker than him at his peak!"

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