Chapter 4342

After hearing Zhuo Wen's words, the two black armor friars who had yelled at Zhuo Wen seemed to have something choking in their throat and immediately shut up.

Their eyes looked strangely at the young devil who had exceeded his ability.

There is no shortage of swords, but a master of Kendo at the beginning of cosmic law. He is well-known in black city.

If the same strong men in the early phase of the cosmic law challenged the sword, the two black armor friars could still believe it, but the garbage in the middle of the disaster dared to say that they wanted to defeat the sword. They couldn't believe it.

The sword was stunned for a while, and then burst into laughter and said, "just you? What are you? You don't even have the qualification to challenge me, and you said you want to defeat me? What are you based on? Based on your garbage cultivation?"

The sword had no shortage of ruthless ridicule, but as soon as he finished his words, he immediately felt a terrible wind roaring and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

After the sword didn't fully react, there was a crisp slap on his cheek, and then he flew up with a great force, and the whole man quickly flew backwards towards the rear.

Bang!

The sword fell on the ground, and he jumped up immediately. His right hand covered his red and swollen cheeks and stared at Zhuo Wen. His eyes were full of anger.

"How dare you attack me?"

The sword growled angrily, and his handsome face swelled up, making him look very embarrassed.

At the same time, jianwuke was also alert. Although Zhuo Wen's cultivation was not high, his means were quite strange. He didn't respond to this son's move just now.

Zhuo Wen sneered. It's just the beginning of the phase of cosmic law. He still needs to sneak attack.

The red light in Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more intense, and the rolling magic fog enveloped him like thick blood.

Boom, boom!

Zhuo Wen snatched out again. In the state of magic dye, his speed was faster. He almost appeared behind jianwuwu as soon as he finished speaking.

Zhuo Wen's right hand was like a hook, his five fingers tightly held the forehead of the sword, and then hit it hard against the ground.

At this moment, the sword had just put his right hand on the handle of the divine sword at his waist, which was completely slow by Zhuo Wen.

Boom!

The whole face of the sword was smashed towards the ground, and the handsome face was inlaid on the ground.

Zhuo Wen looked as usual, holding the back of the head of the sword with five fingers of his right hand. He was not polite and kept lifting and smashing his forehead.

The dull crash sound was so clear and harsh at the gate of black city.

The two black armor friars who had planned to see jokes were stunned and rubbed their eyes constantly, wondering whether they had an illusion.

Smoke dream is more beautiful eyes flashing a frightening light. Although she knows that Zhuo Wen is strong, she is at most stronger than the peak of the great disaster of heaven and earth.

But now, seeing that Zhuo Wen easily beat all the swords in the early days of the cosmic law, she knew that she might still underestimate Zhuo Wen's strength.

"I want you to die!"

The sword roared angrily and suddenly pulled out the divine sword around his waist.

A magnificent and vast breath burst from his body, and then amazing energy came out of his body. Behind him, the void turned into a huge Dharma giant.

The fire of rolling FA Xiang swept through the sky. Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, but released his right hand holding the ruthless back of the head of the sword and quickly retreated behind him.

The sword shrouded in the huge cosmic law was flawless. His hands supported his body and slowly climbed up.

His eyes completely turned red, and his original handsome face had already become black and blue, full of blood. With the angry expression on his face, he looked particularly ferocious and terrible at the moment.

The sword is really mad.

He is a monk who cares about his appearance. It can be seen from his handsome face and well maintained skin that he has high requirements for his appearance.

Now, Zhuo Wen made him so embarrassed and beat him in the face. Can he not be angry?

"The sword without shortage adult is really angry. He even sacrificed the cosmic law phase. It's really moving and killing his heart!"

On the city wall, the two black armor friars' faces became very dignified. They silently stared at the huge Dharma phase and stood up, their bodies trembling slightly.

Smoke dream is also worried. Naturally, she is not worried about Zhuo Wen's safety, but her own safety.

After all, here, she is an accomplice with Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen was killed by sword, and the latter can't let her go.

The Dharma phase of the sword is as high as 80 feet. It is the image of a swordsman wearing a wide robe and two divine swords hanging from his waist.

"You have completely angered me. I wanted to give you a decent way to die, but you are so complacent that you dare to attack me again and again! Such an unscrupulous man should have experienced endless pain to die."

The sound of the sword was hoarse. He slowly integrated into the huge body of the Dharma phase. Then the swordsman, the Dharma phase, walked towards Zhuo Wen.

Keng Keng!

The sound of two swords coming out of their scabbards rang through the void. The swordsman FA Xiang pulled out two divine swords at his waist with both hands, then stepped in front of Zhuo Wen and cut them out with both hands crossed.

The light of the sword was like electricity, and the light of the sword soared to the sky. The two light of the sword crossed out and cut hard at Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen shook his head secretly. In his eyes, the strength of this sword is really general. In the early stage of cosmic law, it can only be regarded as the middle and lower level.

Such a guy has a good reputation in the black city? Zhuo Wen was really surprised that the so-called strong people in the black city were not as strong as he thought.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen took out the Taiyou holy sword, then held the hilt flat and cut it out horizontally.

"Heaven and earth, a line of heaven and earth!"

The Blazing Sword awn is earthshaking and shocking. Under the rolling magic fog, there is a demon red awn flashing and lingering.

The speed of the sword is very fast. It reaches the huge Dharma surface in an instant.

Along with it, there is a vast magic fog rolling like a deep sea, which tightly wraps the huge Dharma phase in an instant.

The two swords are intertwined together, making an earth shaking noise, and then the colorful energy afterwaves escape in a ring in all directions, looking very terrible.

Click!

After the loud noise, there was a crisp sound of fragmentation. I saw that the strong cross of the sword was crushed by the sword with the strange red awn.

Under the blessing of the magic fog, the sword became more and more powerful and strange, and finally sank heavily into the huge Dharma phase.

The sword made a shrill and harsh roar, and watched the body of FA Xiang on the surface collapse inch by inch under the rolling of the strange sword.

After the collapse of such a large body of Dharma, the sword suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The body fell to the ground in confusion and twitched in pain. It failed to get up several times.

"The sword is perfect. My Lord must have won..."

Two black armor friars subconsciously thought it was Zhuo Wen when they saw someone fall out in the magic fog and twitch in a panic.

However, when they finally saw the true face of the twitching figure, they were stunned and their chin was about to fall off